<?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-2951727140649409992</id><updated>2011-10-17T03:15:08.704-07:00</updated><category term='First BC Trip'/><category term='Our Fist Ride 2gether'/><category term='Hurt again'/><category term='Allred Ride'/><category term='April 2006'/><category term='January 2006'/><category term='Spring 2006'/><category term='Our Wedding'/><category term='Archery'/><title type='text'>Kendall, Julie &amp; Kyla Allred</title><subtitle type='html'>This our little family, full of fun and craziness - enjoy. Kendall is a Plumber with AK Brown. Julie is a stay at home mom. Kyla is the cute, spunky little toddler. Tayden is our brand new, adorable baby boy who is growing and changing everyday.  We are so excited to be in in Okotoks, we love it here!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>108</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-6617756179164603079</id><published>2011-06-07T15:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T15:41:43.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE IT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iNvrf2DtXs4/Te6nd3cZ6gI/AAAAAAAAAl4/01lfaBSa6_c/s1600/My%2Btruck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615609916918721026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iNvrf2DtXs4/Te6nd3cZ6gI/AAAAAAAAAl4/01lfaBSa6_c/s320/My%2Btruck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE BOUGHT A BRAND NEW TRUCK! You have no idea the amount of flack Kendall has gotten over not having a truck. Then we got a old truck but not really big enough to go camping with an RV and definetly not big enough with two kids. We LOOOOOVEEEE it!! It is so sweet. We never dreamed of getting a new truck but it just worked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IbHiAC6X3Z8/Te6ndjKoWjI/AAAAAAAAAlw/IVzv9AlAGm0/s1600/Krystie%2527s%2BFrames.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615609911475460658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IbHiAC6X3Z8/Te6ndjKoWjI/AAAAAAAAAlw/IVzv9AlAGm0/s320/Krystie%2527s%2BFrames.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kendall's cousin's Wife (lol) is selling these frames!! And I love them too. Check out her blog at &lt;a href="http://garettandkrystie.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://garettandkrystie.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q5fqCUNgzLM/Te6m_D8HtMI/AAAAAAAAAlo/m2xiItXh4Wk/s1600/Tay%2Band%2BMom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615609387697026242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q5fqCUNgzLM/Te6m_D8HtMI/AAAAAAAAAlo/m2xiItXh4Wk/s320/Tay%2Band%2BMom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little boy is such a Mommy's BOY!! Love him to bits. He can make me smile without even trying. He is starting to try to walk on his own. I am soo excited for him but a little sad he is growing up. Man how time flies. He is over 10 months old and it feels like I just brought him home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-76o2gn8e3Kc/Te6m-9H7LiI/AAAAAAAAAlg/2_vOhpjw6Nk/s1600/invitationcolour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615609385867488802" style="WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-76o2gn8e3Kc/Te6m-9H7LiI/AAAAAAAAAlg/2_vOhpjw6Nk/s320/invitationcolour.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A certain little girl is all about pink and purple AND princesses. So for her 3rd B'day party that's what we did. She was sooo excited!! All of the girls wore their dresses and got jewelry. I'll have to post somepicts. There was one little boy there. I felt bad for him but we loved him too much to not invite him :*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-6617756179164603079?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/6617756179164603079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=6617756179164603079' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/6617756179164603079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/6617756179164603079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2011/06/love-it.html' title='LOVE IT!!!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iNvrf2DtXs4/Te6nd3cZ6gI/AAAAAAAAAl4/01lfaBSa6_c/s72-c/My%2Btruck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-5816803830769281843</id><published>2011-04-01T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T10:15:28.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I need advice!</title><content type='html'>So last week Tayden would sleep 8+ hours straight.... this week more like 3! I am so exhausted! I was blog hopping and found a blog that recommended 'Good night, sleep tight'. But it's out of the library and not due back for 2 weeks! So from the responses I gathered that pretty much it suggests letting your baby cry it out BUT you stay with them. So I tried this Tuesday night, Tayden puked twice! Yuck. I've still been doing it for the most part, but probably not exactly how I am supposed to. Here is how last night went: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;7:30- bath and stories &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;8:00- Nurse Tay ( he goes down but wakes up every 15 min) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;9:00- He is finally down ( I shower and finish laundry) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;10:00- I am in bed (wishing I was watching Grey's. But I know I should sleep) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;11:00- Tay's awake again, pat back to sleep &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;12:00- Kyla's awake and needs changed (this is very unusual) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;12:30- Back in Bed &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;1:00- Tay's awake - Nurse (it's been 5 hrs, grrr guess it's better than 3) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;2:00- Back in bed &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;4:30-Tay's awake- Nurse&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;5:00- Back in Bed &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;6:00- Tay's awake, pat back &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;6:20- Ken gets up for work, I go back to bed &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;7:45- Tay's awake for the day &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;So maybe its not so bad! NO IT"S BAD!! LOL The positive is at least I am not having to hold him and walk him back to sleep. For a while he'd wake up and be wide awake!! Worse thing ever at 2 am! It would take an hour to get him back down. I am just confused because he does really well for about a week and then is a monster for a week. By the end I am so run down. I can't really think of too much I am doing different to cause the change. Any advice is welcome!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-5816803830769281843?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/5816803830769281843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=5816803830769281843' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/5816803830769281843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/5816803830769281843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-need-advice.html' title='I need advice!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-4190309931651480492</id><published>2011-03-10T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T15:07:40.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a little update!!</title><content type='html'>I got permission to take my final course thru the University of Calgary! SO excited, so scared!!! Still have to get into the class this summer, but I am hoping all goes well and I will have my Bachelors in Chemisty!!! YAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-4190309931651480492?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/4190309931651480492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=4190309931651480492' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/4190309931651480492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/4190309931651480492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2011/03/just-little-update.html' title='Just a little update!!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-1746725140228443770</id><published>2011-02-23T10:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T10:25:17.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids and Decisons</title><content type='html'>So I feel like I am at a turning point, I don't know why.... Every once and a while I feel like I need to decide everything right now!! I worry, stress, and lose sleep for about a week and then throw my hands up in the air. LOL silly I know, but it's me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how it started!&lt;br /&gt;- We were at Costco and a distant family member saw us and commented on how cute our kids were. Of course I proudly thanked her (haha), but then to my horror she said ' you should be done'. It made my head spin! And then my husband agreed. I bet my face was priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'plan' was to have 4 kids. This was before we had any kids lol. Since then we have gone back and forth between 3 and 4. But 2 kids never crossed my mind. But the case for 2 is that they are expensive and we want to be able to let them be in things and try different activities. But... of course it's great to be in a bigger fam, have more friends and learn to sacrifice/get along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So as I've said before I am DYING to get my teaching degree. This will probably happen when my kids are bigger, less kids = less waiting. hmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Oh and Kendall is DYINGx2 to start his own business. This will probably not happen til I am finished school. So we have a steady income for the first years he starts out. hmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Oh and I got the worst ear infection while I was figuring this all out.  Right when our Urgent Care closed. And I didn't want to be a drama queen and go to the ER. So I was up most of the night, until my Tylenol 3 kicked in (thank goodness for my mother). The next day my ear drum broke!! Yep infection/blood running down my ear, neck.... GROSS. Now I'm having problems hearing, hopefully when it heals I willbe back to normal. (just when I was gonna start swimming again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO THIS IS WHERE I THROW MY HANDS UP!!! It appears life will not bend to my will and I should not try to plan too far in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* On a side note if anyone has advice on tatrum throwing 2 yr olds or 7 month old that wakse up every half hr for the first few hours of the night I am all ears!! (well one ear anyway!! lol. man I'm funny)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-1746725140228443770?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/1746725140228443770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=1746725140228443770' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/1746725140228443770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/1746725140228443770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2011/02/kids-and-decisons.html' title='Kids and Decisons'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-4349670666033235761</id><published>2011-02-02T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T18:40:41.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I call in sick?</title><content type='html'>These kids are teaming up on me!! I am not getting any sleep. Finally last night I put Kyla down stairs in a play pen at 3 am and let Tayden cry a little. Tonight is gonna be different because after two nights with no sleep I maybe in the basement lol. Anyways I will be back blogging when the bags under my eyes clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been drooling over &lt;a href="http://sisterscafe.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://sisterscafe.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; I now have a tons of things to make. So much for loosing any weight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-4349670666033235761?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/4349670666033235761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=4349670666033235761' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/4349670666033235761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/4349670666033235761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2011/02/can-i-call-in-sick.html' title='Can I call in sick?'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-1079690433523733877</id><published>2011-01-28T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T21:37:54.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 things I wish I'd never done</title><content type='html'>I also am gonna have a hard time with this one because I got were I am by making some mistakes. Sometimes I like to think about changing things, but then it changes everything. Like the show 'butterfly affect'. I do spend alot of time considering this tho:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I wish I'd never been so impatient with Kyla when I started potty training. I forget that she's like me. (Poor thing). Plus she is so little, I should be more patient and undestanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Not taking my last couple classes of my degree. It was stupid, all right I had good reasons, BUT I wish I had finished. I really want to be a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I didn't visit my grandma enough. She passed away and I didn't see her the last couple times I was in Cardston. I was selfish, it was hard to see her so.... out of it, old, confused... But I should have gone anyway. I miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Given into bullies. Sometime I back down when I shouldn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Fought with my sister. She is my best friend now, I feel like I missed out on so much fun with her growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Confided in the wrong people. Sometime when I am nervous (or upset) I either spill the beans or clam up. Either way you can't take it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I was in UTAH!! That's why I didn't blog for a while. It was so fun. I forgot my camera though ;( My mom and I are already planning another trip. Much to my husband's dismay, it seems he does love me because he said he missed me too much. AWE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-1079690433523733877?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/1079690433523733877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=1079690433523733877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/1079690433523733877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/1079690433523733877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2011/01/6-things-i-wish-id-never-done.html' title='6 things I wish I&apos;d never done'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-6901112261534693398</id><published>2011-01-19T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T20:47:01.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven things that cross your mind a lot</title><content type='html'>1. These kids are sooo cute!!! I love them to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I need to be more.. patient, kind, talented, hard-working.... You get the idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. WHEN is Ken coming home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I wish I lived closer to my family, BUT I love it in Okotoks. hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What should I make for dinner??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. My shopping list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. My to do list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I didn't include all the things I plan WAAAAYY to far in advance!!! LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-6901112261534693398?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/6901112261534693398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=6901112261534693398' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/6901112261534693398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/6901112261534693398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2011/01/seven-things-that-cross-your-mind-lot.html' title='Seven things that cross your mind a lot'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-5146354005417313521</id><published>2011-01-17T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T18:16:37.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eight things you couldn't live without</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well I am going to have to say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. MY FAMILY!! Seriously I would be lost. It's funny when you get older you seem to realize how important our families are. In Dec we had a scare with my gpa and I was so sad at the thought of losing him. He's 95, but I wasn't ready. I know it's selfish, I do. I would just like everyone to stay forever lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTSKCBBTeYI/AAAAAAAAAkY/Q2kaoHtCaVQ/s1600/2010-%2Bxmas%2Bw%2Bgpa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563223206947682690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTSKCBBTeYI/AAAAAAAAAkY/Q2kaoHtCaVQ/s320/2010-%2Bxmas%2Bw%2Bgpa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS I am including friends in family. Cuz really thats how I think of most of my close friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. My Dishwasher!! I love it! I hate, hate washing dishes. Ok I guess I love my stove and washer/dryers too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTT34WSQV2I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/rUKVJWWC3XY/s1600/dishwasher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563343987136288610" style="WIDTH: 126px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTT34WSQV2I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/rUKVJWWC3XY/s320/dishwasher.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. My van!! YES I LOVE MY VAN!! Sorry to you snobs who think you're too good. They're awesome and now that I have two kids I finally get hassled a little less. I will drive mine til it dies and then buy another one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTTxhwp7wSI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Nqp7BUqWqEY/s1600/minivan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563337002008166690" style="WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 90px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTTxhwp7wSI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Nqp7BUqWqEY/s320/minivan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. My Cellphone! When it's not shutting off at random times and I love it. All of our family members are long distance to call so I TEXT!! ALOT! Sorry to those of you I should call instead of texting. Sometimes I forget that I really could just dial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTTyjwDWVKI/AAAAAAAAAko/HuzA0K4Qzts/s1600/texting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563338135717696674" style="WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 111px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTTyjwDWVKI/AAAAAAAAAko/HuzA0K4Qzts/s320/texting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Chocolate, Pasta.... ok FOOD! I love food, I pride myself in the fact that I can eat alot of it. I know someday it is going to catch up to me. But its not today! So I'd like a third helping of cheesecake!!! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTTzMFfZy6I/AAAAAAAAAkw/KYbPLGAaTLo/s1600/cheesecake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563338828667276194" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 106px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTTzMFfZy6I/AAAAAAAAAkw/KYbPLGAaTLo/s320/cheesecake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Canada. I know everyone complains about the weather, the politicans, the taxes, the weather... But I love it here and am thankful I was born here. It could be a whole lot worse than 6 months of snow in a warm cozy house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTT1L26hjQI/AAAAAAAAAk4/FrH7rxrXWoI/s1600/canada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563341023777754370" style="WIDTH: 102px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTT1L26hjQI/AAAAAAAAAk4/FrH7rxrXWoI/s320/canada.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Hoodies! Seriously they are awesome!!! I own about 20 and love them all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTT1w5pbcpI/AAAAAAAAAlA/7DOxMtaBjR8/s1600/hoodies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563341660166517394" style="WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTT1w5pbcpI/AAAAAAAAAlA/7DOxMtaBjR8/s320/hoodies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. My Chi! Love love love it! Good bye frizzy crazy hair!!! Its amazing how much better my hair looks when I switched to a good straighener. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTT3l2r4yNI/AAAAAAAAAlI/5GmAvFAnpoQ/s1600/chi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563343669416216786" style="WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTT3l2r4yNI/AAAAAAAAAlI/5GmAvFAnpoQ/s320/chi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-5146354005417313521?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/5146354005417313521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=5146354005417313521' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/5146354005417313521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/5146354005417313521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2011/01/eight-things-you-couldnt-live-without.html' title='Eight things you couldn&apos;t live without'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTSKCBBTeYI/AAAAAAAAAkY/Q2kaoHtCaVQ/s72-c/2010-%2Bxmas%2Bw%2Bgpa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-8283976532642134554</id><published>2011-01-15T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T17:12:05.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 things most people don't know about me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm this could be hard.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Pick up lyrics to songs really fast (I may not be in tune when I sing them though).&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562569881327054418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTI31dbJLlI/AAAAAAAAAig/MSRxjW8066c/s320/singing%2Bclipart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I am the clumsiest person ever!! But I haven't broken anything! (knock on wood).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562570788995666770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 109px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTI4qSwNE1I/AAAAAAAAAio/TkgsPWbmvDo/s320/clumsy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. My eyes changed colors when I was 18!! I was quite heart broke, I loved my blue eyes. I have freckles in my iris' too, which is cool.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562571821186673858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 75px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTI5mX9t7MI/AAAAAAAAAi4/m91dvAt-Jwc/s320/green%2Beye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;4. My parents had adoption papers in when they got pregnantt with me. About a week after getting approved and found out their babies details they found out about me. The same week they withdrew their application another couple in town got appproved, the details were pretty much the same. I went to school with her, but I never told her we were 'almost' sisters, thought it might freak her out. But I was always curious what it would have been like if she was in my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTJFNTalIdI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/HJGMLe4MYIc/s1600/twins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562584584608358866" style="WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTJFNTalIdI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/HJGMLe4MYIc/s320/twins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I am terrified of needles and birds. I once knocked down a small child to get away from a very tame turkey! Not one of my finest moments, but what can you do? The rugarat should've known better lol. I and I don'tknow how many permission slips I lost growing up, the nurses hated me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTI7W2zYRQI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/0zxTNZ98qXw/s1600/no%2Bneedles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562573753610159362" style="WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTI7W2zYRQI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/0zxTNZ98qXw/s320/no%2Bneedles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTI7XBr8z0I/AAAAAAAAAjY/qm6LccHInFY/s1600/chicken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562573756531789634" style="WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTI7XBr8z0I/AAAAAAAAAjY/qm6LccHInFY/s320/chicken.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTI7XBr8z0I/AAAAAAAAAjY/qm6LccHInFY/s1600/chicken.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I can barely swim.! Yep took swimming lessons my whole childhood and now I would drown. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swam out to the dock/slide at Lake 5 with my cousin a couple years ago and this became very clear. It was a little embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTI9n4wYHqI/AAAAAAAAAjo/fEyP0yrP-m0/s1600/swimming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562576245215469218" style="WIDTH: 95px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTI9n4wYHqI/AAAAAAAAAjo/fEyP0yrP-m0/s320/swimming.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;7. I am always sure people secretly hate me! shhh Don't tell them I know. Haha I know a little paranoid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTI-suITI2I/AAAAAAAAAjw/ZeHrHlgYqk0/s1600/gossip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562577427773989730" style="WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTI-suITI2I/AAAAAAAAAjw/ZeHrHlgYqk0/s320/gossip.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;8. I am really sad I never got my teaching degree. Someday... I hope I get to go back and get it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTI_qmPk5WI/AAAAAAAAAj4/vFedyFDFUBU/s1600/teacher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562578490808919394" style="WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTI_qmPk5WI/AAAAAAAAAj4/vFedyFDFUBU/s320/teacher.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. I knew as soon as I met Kendall I knewhe was the one. Corny I know!!! I was going throw a hard time and looked in his eyes and..Peace!! His sister had been telling me for almost five years that she'd just tell her brother to marry me! And she was right, we hit it off right away haven't looked back. So you never know&lt;/div&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;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTJB45RgD7I/AAAAAAAAAkI/OsBlSWuXF9E/s1600/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562580935458688946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTJB45RgD7I/AAAAAAAAAkI/OsBlSWuXF9E/s320/049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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&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/2951727140649409992-8283976532642134554?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/8283976532642134554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=8283976532642134554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8283976532642134554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8283976532642134554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2011/01/9-things-most-people-dont-know-about-me.html' title='9 things most people don&apos;t know about me'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TTI31dbJLlI/AAAAAAAAAig/MSRxjW8066c/s72-c/singing%2Bclipart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-8386295499465832716</id><published>2011-01-14T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T12:30:24.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten things to say to ten people</title><content type='html'>Here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KBA- I love you. Sorry I give you such a hard time. you really don't deserve it (most of the time lol). I am glad you are stuck with me ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TBA- You are the sweetest thing I have met, you are my sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KLA- Wow I am sorry. I will try sooo much harder to be patient with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRA- I am so glad we are friends now. Why were we sooo silly growing up. You are one of my best friends!! Plus you're a hoot, thx for all the laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MM: Where to start? Thanks for being so good to me. I will never be able to repay you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DB: You are my favorite and always will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TB: I can't believe we haven't fixed things.  I hope we get the chance, I feel broken without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AA: You are tooo good at everything.  I've tried to call and check on you, but no answer. I will try again, I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NB: I hope you know how awesome you are!! Keep on keeping on. Life is hard, but you are strong. I will always be your biggest fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH: I am still trying to forgive you. You may not know that, but I am. I want to, but it's hard for me. It maybe up to you for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow that was hard.  See ya tommorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-8386295499465832716?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/8386295499465832716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=8386295499465832716' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8386295499465832716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8386295499465832716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2011/01/ten-things-to-say-to-ten-people.html' title='Ten things to say to ten people'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-6884398172995462020</id><published>2011-01-14T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T12:20:13.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 things</title><content type='html'>I've been having blogging issues lately, so I am gonna steal this idea and hopefully it jump starts&lt;br /&gt;my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the schedule. Over the next 10 days, I'll blog about the items on this list (among other things, hopefully!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.&lt;br /&gt;Day Two: Nine things about yourself that most people don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Day Three: Eight things you couldn't live without.&lt;br /&gt;Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Day Five: Six things you wish you could change or you wish you’d never done.&lt;br /&gt;Day Six: Five people who mean a lot to you.&lt;br /&gt;Day Seven: Four turn offs.&lt;br /&gt;Day Eight: Three turn ons.&lt;br /&gt;Day Nine: Two words that describe your life right now.&lt;br /&gt;Day Ten: One confession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll start day 1 today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-6884398172995462020?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/6884398172995462020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=6884398172995462020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/6884398172995462020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/6884398172995462020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2011/01/10-things.html' title='10 things'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-8010415488007566408</id><published>2010-12-29T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T14:15:12.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chirstmas....</title><content type='html'>I love Christmas, I hate Christmas. So much fun, so much stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a lot of fun, but came home 2 days early. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-8010415488007566408?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/8010415488007566408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=8010415488007566408' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8010415488007566408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8010415488007566408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2010/12/chirstmas.html' title='Chirstmas....'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-1496691172761647469</id><published>2010-12-03T09:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T09:06:48.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Private</title><content type='html'>I'm thinking of going private and just using this as a journal. Not really sure anyone reads it anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-1496691172761647469?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/1496691172761647469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=1496691172761647469' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/1496691172761647469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/1496691172761647469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2010/12/private.html' title='Private'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-7347659864959121378</id><published>2010-11-17T10:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T13:57:11.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where have I been??</title><content type='html'>I need to get on here.... but when? I cannot believe its been four months since Tayden was born! Wow time flies! Here`s some newborn picts we had done in August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540589069666182402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TOQgZ0_dZQI/AAAAAAAAAgs/pTC9vth8U34/s320/IMG_2779.JPG" border="0" /&gt; love him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TOQiW6elbsI/AAAAAAAAAg8/dixYN3prGfY/s1600/IMG_2879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540591218622557890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TOQiW6elbsI/AAAAAAAAAg8/dixYN3prGfY/s320/IMG_2879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TOQgaSqeGlI/AAAAAAAAAg0/JsU6_RGqiUo/s1600/IMG_2942_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540589077631212114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TOQgaSqeGlI/AAAAAAAAAg0/JsU6_RGqiUo/s320/IMG_2942_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;her too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540591221665840162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TOQiXF0KPCI/AAAAAAAAAhE/a3AiC0FYHh4/s320/IMG_3003.JPG" border="0" /&gt; buncha goofs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how much he's changes since then, and how BIG he is now. What a little chunky monkey he's become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540589041114892242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TOQgYKoTR9I/AAAAAAAAAgU/iX6Czt0J2Bc/s320/IMG_3027.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Tayden`s Blessing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just love his little tie, I need to get a bigger one now. He just looks like a little man. And I love Ky's hair braided, for some reason I was thinking it wasn't long enough for French braids. My mother-in-law obviously knew better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540589050616310930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TOQgYuBnbJI/AAAAAAAAAgc/2rioX0v53YQ/s320/IMG_3049.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Loves the bumbo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TOQgZGO7F4I/AAAAAAAAAgk/0KYokOsDazE/s1600/IMG_3069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540589057114576770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TOQgZGO7F4I/AAAAAAAAAgk/0KYokOsDazE/s320/IMG_3069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Halloween Party &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was crazy-fun. So many little kids. Trick or treating was so much fun this year because Kyla understood what was going on. At Trunk or Treat she was pretty sure Tayden and I were slowing her down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540591226341350402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TOQiXXO43AI/AAAAAAAAAhM/vZzWyRdaxQY/s320/IMG_3050.JPG" border="0" /&gt; First time Swimming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540591233083001826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TOQiXwWOS-I/AAAAAAAAAhU/GgQ51ekkXa4/s320/IMG_3061.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Cute lil Smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love his little smiles and that he smiles biggest of all for me. I went to Super Saturday this weekend and when I came home he just about jumped right off Kendall's lap. I think I am going to have a mommy's boy (if I have anything to do with it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-7347659864959121378?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/7347659864959121378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=7347659864959121378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/7347659864959121378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/7347659864959121378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2010/11/where-have-i-been.html' title='Where have I been??'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TOQgZ0_dZQI/AAAAAAAAAgs/pTC9vth8U34/s72-c/IMG_2779.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-1305884199579603666</id><published>2010-07-22T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T14:59:46.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tayden Bhuel Allred</title><content type='html'>I don't wanna brag about what a wonderful little baby he is in case I jinx myslef. So I will just say that he is awesome and that I love him soo much. It is amazing how fast you love them and how perfect they are. What little angels we are trusted with. It must have been a very bitter sweet farewell in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TEi5cPbvtjI/AAAAAAAAAgE/oVU1nkWd_vc/s1600/IMG_2959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496847240036070962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TEi5cPbvtjI/AAAAAAAAAgE/oVU1nkWd_vc/s320/IMG_2959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't write down my birth story for Kyla and so I figured while his is fresh I would record it. If you don't like 'girly' details you might wanna skip this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got up to get Kyla her soother at 2:30 am and when I went to the washroom I noticed that I had lost my plug and was bleeding a bit. I had a shower and went back to sleep. About a half an hour later I was having contractions consistantly about 5-7 minutes apart. I was able to kind of doze until about 5, then got up to finish up somethings. Last time I was induced so I was feeling a little unsure if these contractions hurt enough to head in. I didn't want to get sent home.  I called my mom and stepmom, they were coming up to help me in the hospital and stay with Kyla. About 6:30 I woke up Kendall and got him to help me make beds and put things in the car. We decided to head in, but we couldn't get ahold of my gf who was gonna watch Ky til my step mom got there. By then the contractions were 3-5 minutes apart, so I made Ken go to her house and wake her up. We got to the High River Hospital at 7:30 and I was 7 cm dialated! I was sooo happy I was not going home and was farther along then I had dared to hope. The next three hours I spent in the shower sitting on a peanut shaped birthing ball. The water really helped me to relax between contractions. They checked me at about 10 and I was 9 cm.  I finally had to get out because the temperature was fluctuating so bad that it was almost scalding me right when I was trying to get through a contraction. At this point I probably could have gotten into the bed and started pushing but I was a little unsure and my nurse was waiting for me to... be sure lol. I didn't cope as well in the bed, I think because I felt that I was gonna have to push for 3 hrs and was already exhausted. I got some laughing gas it helped a little. When I finally got checked I was 10 cm!!! Hooray! I tried a half push and could feel him move alot! Which shocked me. The next push I could feel him crowning, so I held off pushing while they called the dr. Luckily he was coming down the hall and with the next pushes I met my Tayden. He was soo cute, but PURPLE. I was a little nervous, but he was crying. After they were rubbing him and checking out my weird placenta (the cord forked where it met up with the placenta), I started bleeding. I felt a big gush and when they looked there was a lot of blood. After feeling around again he said I should be ok. I still gushed two more times and the look on Ken's face was scary. I can't imagine seeing your baby purple and your wife bleeding. In the end we were both great and healthy. Tayden lached right on and started breastfeeding right away. I was shocked again. Everyone told me that everytime was different and they were soo right. In total I was probably in labour for 8 hours, was mostly natural (minus a little N gas), no tears and no broken tail bone. I felt soo much better and already feel mostly like myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I am gonna write Kyla's story next so that I have a record of that too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep your fingers crossed for me that Tayden stays such an angel! I am truly so lucky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-1305884199579603666?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/1305884199579603666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=1305884199579603666' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/1305884199579603666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/1305884199579603666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2010/07/tayden-bhuel-allred.html' title='Tayden Bhuel Allred'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TEi5cPbvtjI/AAAAAAAAAgE/oVU1nkWd_vc/s72-c/IMG_2959.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-8759511825632097049</id><published>2010-07-08T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T12:33:24.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No baby yet</title><content type='html'>I was really hoping that my first due date (July 7th) would prove to be right but it appears that ultrasound techs are smart. On the 6th I was having contractions, my fam was here so my mom got all excited. Ok I did too, I even took castor oil. YUCK!! But no baby. I guess I will be patient and enjoy spoiling Ky for a little while longer. We will go to the park, pet store, go on walks, play with bubbles and sun tan at the spray park. Wow my life is soo hard! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-8759511825632097049?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/8759511825632097049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=8759511825632097049' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8759511825632097049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8759511825632097049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2010/07/no-baby-yet.html' title='No baby yet'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-6646586879630982231</id><published>2010-06-25T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T21:30:28.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilt Trip!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow I think the theme of this week is: GUILT TRIP!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sometimes it feels like what I want to do has no bearing on what happens. Whether it's parents, in-laws, friends, neighbors, church members or strangers. I am gonna have to learn to say no before I .... do whatever they want.... lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-6646586879630982231?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/6646586879630982231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=6646586879630982231' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/6646586879630982231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/6646586879630982231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2010/06/guilt-trip.html' title='Guilt Trip!!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-2583079063089690849</id><published>2010-06-13T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T20:59:43.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I thought I better do an update since I have been slacking off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have been busy, busy, busy... Mostly with fun things like camping! Hooray!! I love, love, love camping. This year has been so great because we borrowed Ken's parents trailer and we have had amazing friends to go with. In the past we borrowed my gramp's rig, which was great BUT it was huge and we had to go to Cardston first to get it. This trailer is cute, new, and perfect. Also we have the best friends, sorry we do! Back off, we don't share lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First we went to Lil Bow with the McCance's. It was so awesome! We even ended up with power sites so we felt spoiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482463744544088322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TBWfunOCIQI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ruJXDhbdIFg/s320/IMG_2842.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ky and her fave person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482463737082597730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TBWfuLbE0WI/AAAAAAAAAeE/YCu2q2hjVAw/s320/IMG_2835.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Playin on the beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482463726517820274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TBWftkEPG3I/AAAAAAAAAd8/o_UbBNB9xgs/s320/IMG_2838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Our' trailer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Next was Kyla's Birthday!! Can you believe she is 2??!! Wow the time flies. I cannot imagine my life without her, she is such a little character. We love her to death. Last year we had a TON of people in our little house for her Birthday. This year Ken begged me to go small, so we had two families and their kiddos. It was still fun and alot less stressful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482465252026977010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TBWhGXB9ivI/AAAAAAAAAeU/mVE2nJ4EJeU/s320/IMG_2843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyla loved all the people calling for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482465259461939602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TBWhGyumEZI/AAAAAAAAAec/QmovqedGsvw/s320/IMG_2846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wasn't too sure about the sparklers. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482465277129811586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TBWhH0i8ZoI/AAAAAAAAAek/v0oq1QCHwS4/s320/IMG_2856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Opening presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;After that we headed into the mountains by Pincher Creek for some back-country camping. And I do mean back-country. If we hadnt' been following the Rasmussen's in we never, ever would have found it. But it was so fun!! It was a little chilly, we even got snow. But it was May long weekend so you know it can't be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482467814274005234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TBWjbgJQePI/AAAAAAAAAfE/H67eAQo1f68/s320/camping+in+pc.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our little side of the campers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482467812715257330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TBWjbaVn3fI/AAAAAAAAAe8/0ZaFWeenoeU/s320/IMG_2871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Too early to get up &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482467802842445330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TBWja1jwthI/AAAAAAAAAe0/uWNa520jETo/s320/IMG_2867.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ky was in love with Blake's quad. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482469399290910434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TBWk3wyvFuI/AAAAAAAAAfM/s8F_BgugvMg/s320/IMG_2873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she now has a tractor, too spoiled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Last weekend we went to Writing-on-Stone with the whole crew!! I think there were like 8 sites that were all reserved for us, friends and friends of friends. Way too much fun. We took my sister Nat with us, which was awesome I had a baby-sitter/slave to help me. What a trooper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482469425325794066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TBWk5Rx74xI/AAAAAAAAAfk/f7hLxjWzTtw/s320/WS2+2010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ben and I being cool!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482469419790509922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TBWk49KOJ2I/AAAAAAAAAfc/--bnR3ZmlXo/s320/WS+2010.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hailey and Kyla! Best friends- most the time! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Oh and I decided to get belly picts taken again!! I didn't want him to ask where his were when he saw Kyla's. Luckily my gf Meagan is extremely talented and took some for me. She did it in her living room, with three little rugrats running a muck and still managed to make me look decent. She should get a medal! I am so glad I have talented friends to learn from and beg favors from. Thx again Meag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482471737444657282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TBWm_3GB6II/AAAAAAAAAfs/BLq2peL8o8s/s320/IMG_7053BW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look how cute she is,  I have my fingers crossed for a second cutie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482471747658909554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TBWnAdJTB3I/AAAAAAAAAf0/kUy17M-tbG8/s320/IMG_7061CB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482471758017278914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TBWnBDu7M8I/AAAAAAAAAf8/HNuqkeJS9rM/s320/IMG_7097CB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-2583079063089690849?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/2583079063089690849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=2583079063089690849' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/2583079063089690849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/2583079063089690849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2010/06/update.html' title='Update!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/TBWfunOCIQI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ruJXDhbdIFg/s72-c/IMG_2842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-5702301352001677783</id><published>2010-04-12T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T19:51:39.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De- Junking!!!</title><content type='html'>So I am VERY VERY VERY excited to be saying good-bye to alot of silly things and hello to my baby room!!!! Here is a list of things I am getting rid of. Let me know if you are interested in anything or know of a good place to take things (other than the dump!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ALL my text books from University&lt;br /&gt;2. Two DVD stands&lt;br /&gt;3. Two Galf bags&lt;br /&gt;4. One old sewing machine&lt;br /&gt;5. A ton of VHS movies&lt;br /&gt;6. A ton of DVD cases&lt;br /&gt;7. A bunch of plastic totes - going to sis&lt;br /&gt;8. A plastic heavy duty shelf- going to sis&lt;br /&gt;9. Like 2 dozen pairs of old shoes&lt;br /&gt;10. Anything else that is lying around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be great to finally be able to get everything where it belongs and organize the baby room. I have been waiting for one thing or another for a while now. You know the old " well once this happens then I can.. ".  I know I still have months before this baby comes, but I feel stressed. I want to be able to have so much fun this summer and not have to worry about all the prep that still needs to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fave prego things:&lt;br /&gt;1. How you see so many other prego ladies, is it just a coincedence??&lt;br /&gt;2. That people let you eat and eat and eat (yum).&lt;br /&gt;3. Peeing every ten minutes!!&lt;br /&gt;4. Kyla kissing the baby!&lt;br /&gt;5. Kyla thinking she and Kendall have babies in their stomaches too!&lt;br /&gt;6. Getting to wear your husband clothes! They are comfy.&lt;br /&gt;7. Feeling him wiggle and kick, I never feel alone :)&lt;br /&gt;8. People lying to you about how 'small' you look!! (haha it's sweet)&lt;br /&gt;9. All the excitement in getting ready.&lt;br /&gt;10. Knowing that in the end you get the most wonderful little baby to love. I still cannot believe how fast and totally I loved Kyla. Kendall and I are so excited to meet Tayden.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-5702301352001677783?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/5702301352001677783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=5702301352001677783' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/5702301352001677783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/5702301352001677783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2010/04/de-junking.html' title='De- Junking!!!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-5188041085067230114</id><published>2010-04-06T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T12:43:02.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgive and ???</title><content type='html'>So I know that you are supposed to forgive and forget but I have always struggled with this. I do forgive, I see the other person's side and I am polite BUT I do not trust them for quite sometime. Any advice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-5188041085067230114?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/5188041085067230114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=5188041085067230114' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/5188041085067230114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/5188041085067230114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2010/04/forgive-and.html' title='Forgive and ???'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-6831670285039793907</id><published>2010-03-16T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T12:55:40.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/S5_hRJ08NMI/AAAAAAAAAd0/jCKzGsfHEzg/s1600-h/IMG_0301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449321758953583810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/S5_hRJ08NMI/AAAAAAAAAd0/jCKzGsfHEzg/s320/IMG_0301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyla with her two favorite people: my sister Traci and Odessa (the horse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/S5_hQtuv2lI/AAAAAAAAAds/-TimptW_IpI/s1600-h/IMG_0347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449321751411415634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/S5_hQtuv2lI/AAAAAAAAAds/-TimptW_IpI/s320/IMG_0347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother Derek and Kyla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/S5_hPwDvwWI/AAAAAAAAAdk/pTOqsbnlCMo/s1600-h/IMG_0338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449321734856491362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/S5_hPwDvwWI/AAAAAAAAAdk/pTOqsbnlCMo/s320/IMG_0338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyla and I waiting to open my big present. Man I love that little girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/S5_flqI6oeI/AAAAAAAAAdc/l2B5QsrF61Q/s1600-h/IMG_0359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449319912201429474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/S5_flqI6oeI/AAAAAAAAAdc/l2B5QsrF61Q/s320/IMG_0359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a goofy little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/S5_fkz00G3I/AAAAAAAAAdU/XluzfwCK2Ac/s1600-h/IMG_0415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449319897621601138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/S5_fkz00G3I/AAAAAAAAAdU/XluzfwCK2Ac/s320/IMG_0415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us in Las Vegas. The overhead screen was so cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/S5_fkCEuaEI/AAAAAAAAAdM/XVXWJ25bEEU/s1600-h/IMG_0427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449319884266563650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/S5_fkCEuaEI/AAAAAAAAAdM/XVXWJ25bEEU/s320/IMG_0427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyla and her new favorite treat: cupcakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/S5_fjtkxVhI/AAAAAAAAAdE/92TJMnmOTFg/s1600-h/IMG_0441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449319878763828754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/S5_fjtkxVhI/AAAAAAAAAdE/92TJMnmOTFg/s320/IMG_0441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me at 21 weeks! There is no hiding it now. Although I still think I look more fat than prego, but that's another story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-6831670285039793907?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/6831670285039793907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=6831670285039793907' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/6831670285039793907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/6831670285039793907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2010/03/picture-update.html' title='Picture update!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/S5_hRJ08NMI/AAAAAAAAAd0/jCKzGsfHEzg/s72-c/IMG_0301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-4870368984898452858</id><published>2010-03-02T18:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T18:02:42.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought:</title><content type='html'>Happiness comes with surrounding yourself with people who love and support the person you are and can be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-4870368984898452858?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/4870368984898452858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=4870368984898452858' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/4870368984898452858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/4870368984898452858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2010/03/thought.html' title='Thought:'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-876980723135961195</id><published>2010-02-24T16:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T16:10:58.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give away!</title><content type='html'>Check this out: &lt;a href="http://www.modsblog.com/2010/02/ribbon-holder-giveaway.html"&gt;http://www.modsblog.com/2010/02/ribbon-holder-giveaway.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-876980723135961195?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/876980723135961195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=876980723135961195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/876980723135961195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/876980723135961195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2010/02/give-away.html' title='Give away!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-4714698532555851679</id><published>2010-02-16T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T12:33:18.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate people sometimes!</title><content type='html'>I take that back- 80-90% of people are polite if you are too, BUT the other percent should be shot. Sorry to say it so bluntly, but I am tired of it.  I know everyone thinks that I am really outspoken and would never let someone walk all over me, but you are mistaken. For someone I love I am a bear, for myself more of a brown noser hoping for a sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend I had some problems and when I phoned to talk to my dr's office the receptionist was really rude. You know the kind who talks down to you while calling you 'dear'. Anyways I am sure she was having a bad day or something, but it really made me feel awful.  I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only say I hope that I am not one of these rude/unhelpful people. If I have been, I am sooo sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-4714698532555851679?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/4714698532555851679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=4714698532555851679' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/4714698532555851679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/4714698532555851679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-hate-people-sometimes.html' title='I hate people sometimes!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-5524741423717333884</id><published>2010-01-19T12:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T12:20:19.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad mom moment!</title><content type='html'>Ok so how did my daughter end up in the middle of the street with an angel of a stranger?????!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh thats right her mom is terrible. How in the world does an 18 month old escape a church?? Well I learned that just because your kid can't even begin to open a door, you cannot let them outta your sight for a second. That was my first mistake!!!! I put on her coat in the lobby and popped my head into the gym to say good bye and poof she was gone. Second mistake: I didn't look outside first, assuming she had to be in the building. Oh my gosh I have never been so scared!! When I heard 'they're out here in the street!' I just about died!  A 3 year old and an 18 month old off on an adventure. Oh I am so glad they were both ok. I sat in my car and cried and cried.  I have never wanted to hug a stranger so much. I didn't even get to thank her. By the time I got Kyla from my gf and thought to look up I didn't see anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The full weight of what precious, innocent little children we are entrusted with really hit me today. I had forgotten how fast things can go wrong.  The thought of what could have very easily happened still brings tears to my eyes.  So from now on when u see the crazy mom, who won't let her child more than 3 feet away ... you'll understand that I am trying to make up for how terrible I was today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-5524741423717333884?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/5524741423717333884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=5524741423717333884' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/5524741423717333884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/5524741423717333884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2010/01/bad-mom-moment.html' title='Bad mom moment!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-958675839167804810</id><published>2010-01-08T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T20:54:38.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I have learned!</title><content type='html'>So I was thinking over the year and reading everyones blog updates, these are the things this year has taught me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- Not everyone has to like me!! What? I know but it's true.&lt;br /&gt;2- People change! For both the good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;3- Your real friends will always be there when you need them! (Love ya)&lt;br /&gt;4- The sister you hated growing up, may well end up being your best friend.&lt;br /&gt;5- People are put in your life for a reason, at just the right time&lt;br /&gt;6- Life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;7- Not everything is a big deal! (ok so maybe I need to work on this one still).&lt;br /&gt;8- Kids can fix the worst day with just a smile :)&lt;br /&gt;9- Yummy treats make everything better.&lt;br /&gt;10- Christmas cannot be ruined! (Though people try! lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I am glad this year is over and that I have learned alot. It's been an up and down year that's for sure. But I am looking forward to next year and all it holds. Especially to meet this sweet baby boy that has been making me so sick!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-958675839167804810?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/958675839167804810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=958675839167804810' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/958675839167804810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/958675839167804810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2010/01/things-i-have-learned.html' title='Things I have learned!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-8697824585100737060</id><published>2010-01-01T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T14:15:23.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well...</title><content type='html'>seeings how everyone pretty much already knows I may as well annouce that I am prego!! Yep due July 17th. I swore I would never have a July baby, but here we go! lol Guess I shouldn't have said so much. Anyway I go for another ultrasound on Friday, hopefully I will have pictures of the little one then!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-8697824585100737060?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/8697824585100737060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=8697824585100737060' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8697824585100737060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8697824585100737060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2010/01/well.html' title='Well...'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-8706610034640925871</id><published>2009-12-09T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T12:43:43.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for a post!</title><content type='html'>Wow it has been forever since I have done an actual post. It has been crazy around here! We are trying to finish the basement by Christmas, we are soo close I can almost taste it. Just painting, tile and carpet. And then I will call it good enough for now. I just can't wait to remove all the 'extra' stuff from the rest of the house! And set up my Christmas tree! I can now see what a blessing it will be to get to stay home this year, sometimes lemons make lemonade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Here's a funny story from yesterday:&lt;/u&gt; Kyla was being super whiny and I had just about had enough. So I gave her a bowl of snacks and set out to make dinner. Soon she came troddling back into the kitchen, I thought for more snacks. I was wrong; she sat down right on my feel and looked up at me with the cutest little face. She sat there forever, eating treats and making me feel special. Sometimes all the stress melts away!! Gotta love kids!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-8706610034640925871?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/8706610034640925871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=8706610034640925871' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8706610034640925871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8706610034640925871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2009/12/time-for-post.html' title='Time for a post!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-7134740175332796979</id><published>2009-10-13T09:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T09:45:05.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Allred Look-alike Meter</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI1NTQ1MjI3MjA2NiZwdD*xMjU1NDUyMjk3NzkwJnA9MTEwNTcxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTImbz*zZDdmZjI3ZmExZjQ*YzFhYjg4YTEyZWYzMWIwMmYzMSZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/meter" title="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" alt="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/T/storage/site1/files/10/52/92/105292_569650a6ea4da4v7htpg04.JPG" width="435" height="470" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"  &gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"  &gt;Family trees&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/genealogy"  &gt;Genealogy&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://celebrity.myheritage.com/celebrities"  &gt;Celebrities&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://celebrity.myheritage.com/celebrity-collage"  &gt;Collage&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://celebrity.myheritage.com/celebrity-morph"  &gt;Morph&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-7134740175332796979?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/7134740175332796979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=7134740175332796979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/7134740175332796979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/7134740175332796979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2009/10/allred-look-alike-meter.html' title='Allred Look-alike Meter'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-8189761856239005952</id><published>2009-09-14T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T19:22:47.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions I never thought I'd ask</title><content type='html'>#5- Can I have that (nasty, soggy) cookie?&lt;br /&gt;#4 - Why is you poop that color?&lt;br /&gt;#3- Why are there tampons in your bed?&lt;br /&gt;#2- Can mommy please sleep til 7?&lt;br /&gt;#1- Are you biting the couch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously is this my life? haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-8189761856239005952?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/8189761856239005952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=8189761856239005952' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8189761856239005952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8189761856239005952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2009/09/questions-i-never-thought-id-ask.html' title='Questions I never thought I&apos;d ask'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-9063901262864554214</id><published>2009-08-27T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T15:55:45.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Big Girl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SpbrvS5GtAI/AAAAAAAAAc8/8K_G3Tv6shU/s1600-h/IMG_0204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374742403070997506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SpbrvS5GtAI/AAAAAAAAAc8/8K_G3Tv6shU/s320/IMG_0204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where has the time gone? Didn't I just bring home a baby? I watching Kyla now and she's a little girl! She talks more, walks, understands things and definetly has her own ideas. Wow they really do change everyday. Well Kendall has been bugging me for a while to give her bangs so I decided to do it last night. I know I should've let someone professional do it but... it just didn't seem to work out. Plus hair grows and she doesn't care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-9063901262864554214?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/9063901262864554214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=9063901262864554214' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/9063901262864554214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/9063901262864554214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-big-girl.html' title='My Big Girl!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SpbrvS5GtAI/AAAAAAAAAc8/8K_G3Tv6shU/s72-c/IMG_0204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-4697685165408700391</id><published>2009-06-20T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T19:29:43.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow its been a while</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have not been feeling the blog lately, maybe its because I have been wasting all my time on Farmtown!! lol Oh well, I have past on my addictions to others too  hehe. So in the last month we have been pretty busy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kyla and I went to Utah was a gf to see her fam! The kids did amazing, I was worried for nothing. This is Kyla at the zoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349595702447358130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/Sj2U8rBUwLI/AAAAAAAAAcM/kl5fRSwKHAM/s320/IMG_2604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went camping at Writing-on-stone with friends in my grandpas trailer. Isn't family the best?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349598016793164466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/Sj2XDYoXOrI/AAAAAAAAAcU/R5FSNta5J_Y/s320/IMG_2633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349598020520367186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/Sj2XDmg_1FI/AAAAAAAAAcc/OK__dFQneEo/s320/IMG_2648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349598025491543458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/Sj2XD5CN9aI/AAAAAAAAAck/BPvEbuteoMI/s320/IMG_2628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to the rodeo thanks to free tickets from the Asplunds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349600544524214978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/Sj2ZWhKaIsI/AAAAAAAAAcs/F8AL-rTd2yA/s320/IMG_2701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349600552226780050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/Sj2ZW92185I/AAAAAAAAAc0/akzNOKLKcLQ/s320/IMG_2703.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Ps I don't know why its sideways, it isn't in my album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And today we went to the Okotoks parade! ( sorry no picts yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and did I mention while I was in Utah my basement was starting to be finished. It is still a work in progress, but at least its in progress! I need to pictures of that too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And last but not least I started cleaning houses for a little extra dough! Well not really extra cuz my maternity leave ended, but u get the point. It has actually gone really well. The houses are gorgeous and pretty clean before I get there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways thats a little update. Next weekend we are headed to Andreas wedding, I am sure she is going to be gorgeous. Then we are going to Wasa, BC to go camping. It should be a fun busy weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-4697685165408700391?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/4697685165408700391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=4697685165408700391' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/4697685165408700391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/4697685165408700391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2009/06/wow-its-been-while.html' title='Wow its been a while'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/Sj2U8rBUwLI/AAAAAAAAAcM/kl5fRSwKHAM/s72-c/IMG_2604.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-8767736689557913588</id><published>2009-05-18T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T13:28:12.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Primary Love=)</title><content type='html'>So I finally have a calling- Sunbeams. They decided that needed two teachers and I am the second. Yesterday was my first day and their teacher was gone!! So it was a sub and I, neither of us knew a thing! It was soo funny. The kids wiggled and giggled, I was trying to keep them distracted when I saw past them the CTR 5s. They did not have teacher at all and it showed. I quietly walked over and sat with them (which was  a little difficult to do while holding the wiggliest Sunbeam on my lap). As Primary went on I remember how special and loving little children are=)&lt;br /&gt;Here are some examples:&lt;br /&gt;1) They all argued about who got to sit by me!! Or on me!!&lt;br /&gt;2) When they were shhhed there frows would turn to a smile if you added a please&lt;br /&gt;3) Someone was always holding my hand&lt;br /&gt;4) They all asked me to stay and be their teacher&lt;br /&gt;5) None of them noticed the teddy grahams smeered on my shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would sure be nice if we all were like that. I can't wait to see them all again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-8767736689557913588?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/8767736689557913588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=8767736689557913588' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8767736689557913588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8767736689557913588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2009/05/primary-love.html' title='Primary Love=)'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-7844287309196483071</id><published>2009-05-12T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T20:36:35.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>So I have been reading everyone's awesome, inspiring Mother's Day blogs and I fell a little silly. I have never liked this 'holiday'. Growing up I was not close with my mom, in fact most of my favorite people were men (my dad, cousins and grandpas).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It only seems appropriate that on my first Mother's Day Kendall would forget and I would spend the day helping my Dad brand calves. What can you say I always do things a little different!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do LOVE being a mom. I love my little girl more than I thought possible, especially right now she is showing so much more personality. It is so amazing to watch her change and grow. I feel so lucky that I have been trusted with her sweet little spirit, I only hope I don't mess her up too much=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335145715526847362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/Sgo-wu7sy4I/AAAAAAAAAcE/ZY-mAOFNvo8/s320/Us.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/2951727140649409992-7844287309196483071?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/7844287309196483071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=7844287309196483071' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/7844287309196483071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/7844287309196483071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/Sgo-wu7sy4I/AAAAAAAAAcE/ZY-mAOFNvo8/s72-c/Us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-4435050669589272775</id><published>2009-04-08T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T08:20:34.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm</title><content type='html'>I am just not feeling the blog lately. I love reading everyone else's but my life doesn't seem as interesting. Sorry. I guess I will post about last weekend and add some pictures soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-4435050669589272775?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/4435050669589272775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=4435050669589272775' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/4435050669589272775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/4435050669589272775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2009/04/hmm.html' title='hmm'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-1433468819001480479</id><published>2009-03-23T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T14:13:50.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight</title><content type='html'>Well I finally joined the club. When are of you were reading the Twilight books I silently sat there shaking my head. I was soo tired of all the Edward talk. Oh he's so perfect, so dreamy... blah, blah. But then I was tricked!!! Well not exactly Meagan simply offered to lend me her copy. How could refuse, now I didn't have to buy the book AND if there happened to be a DVD shin-dig I would be invited. Well four days later I had: read all 4 book (I went and bought them), slept a total of 20 hours, lost 5 pounds and neglected everything/one else in my world. AND I loved them, I am not in love with Edward though I think that is just weird. So when the movie came out I went and bought it! My sister in law had said it was terrible, but others liked it. I was prepared to not be totally impressed, but man it was even worse then I could've imagined. It was one of the worst movies I have ever seen! The pace was so slow I almost lost my mind and the acting was so horrible/cheesy that I wanted to gag!!  Oh well back to ready in the Edward Twilight=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-1433468819001480479?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/1433468819001480479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=1433468819001480479' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/1433468819001480479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/1433468819001480479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2009/03/twilight.html' title='Twilight'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-2690715315067041968</id><published>2009-03-03T09:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T09:58:15.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Adventures of the Old Allreds</title><content type='html'>So Kyla is eating like a little machine again!! I am soo excited. The weight will find its way back onto her little body I am sure.&lt;br /&gt;The new adventure is that I maybe returning to work. After we did our income taxes for the year we found out we OWE money this year!!!! Which has never happened, in fact last year we got a HUGE return. This of course sent my husband into stress mode. The fact that my mat leave runs out soon did not help. So today I went and visited a daycare that is just 4ish houses away. It was really nice, clean and Kyla seemed to really like the lady and the kids. It's still a little up in the air, but I am looking into options. I assumed that I would get to stay home BUT I never though our first mortgage would be so much or that money would just fly out the door.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-2690715315067041968?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/2690715315067041968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=2690715315067041968' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/2690715315067041968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/2690715315067041968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-adventures-of-old-allreds.html' title='New Adventures of the Old Allreds'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-2134011084286787121</id><published>2009-02-26T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T19:26:56.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chill Out!</title><content type='html'>So I will admit that I am a little high strung, ok maybe a lot.... and I can't not count the number of times that I have been told to chill out, relax, take a deep breath.. you get the idea.  Well today I realized how much I have been missing stressing out about Kyla's weight. Today I let Kyla take the lead and didn't push. I had soo much more fun with her and got to see so much more of her cute little personality!! I think being sick has been hard on us all, but it also gave Kyla and I time to cuddle and enjoy each other more. Don't get me wrong I am still stressed about her weight (she's lost almost a poung in less than a week), but I am taking a DEEP BREATH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-2134011084286787121?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/2134011084286787121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=2134011084286787121' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/2134011084286787121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/2134011084286787121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2009/02/chill-out.html' title='Chill Out!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-8836875983192465687</id><published>2009-02-20T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T12:08:16.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kyla's new diet</title><content type='html'>Well Kyla is still not gaining weight. We went away last weekend and left her with my in-laws and I hoped that maybe she would start drinking her bottles for them. But alas it was even worse I went and weighed her yesterday= same weight for almost 4 weeks. So we are being referred to a nutritionalist and Kyla is starting a high calorie diet. Cream, butter, cheese and dips on everything. (I think I have been on this diet for quite some time=) They also suggested homo cow's milk so we are starting that as well. Next week is her 9 month doctor's appt so I am going to ask to be referred to a pediatrition. Keep your fingers crossed for me that something will work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-8836875983192465687?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/8836875983192465687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=8836875983192465687' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8836875983192465687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8836875983192465687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2009/02/kylas-new-diet.html' title='Kyla&apos;s new diet'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-7485049322398081538</id><published>2009-02-03T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T08:41:24.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Giveaway!!</title><content type='html'>Man I love this blog!! All the giveaways are blowing my mind!! If only I could win the Stubby Pencil Studio Art Supplies!! They look so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://inevergrewup.net/giveaway-26-eco-friendly-art-supplies-from-stubby-pencil-studio"&gt;http://inevergrewup.net/giveaway-26-eco-friendly-art-supplies-from-stubby-pencil-studio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-7485049322398081538?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/7485049322398081538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=7485049322398081538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/7485049322398081538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/7485049322398081538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-giveaway.html' title='Another Giveaway!!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-8795166520568144504</id><published>2009-02-02T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T14:36:14.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crawling!</title><content type='html'>Kyla is offically crawling! Not at lightning speed, but she gets around. So far she has decided she does not like the laminate hardwood so she stays on the rug!! Lucky me=) But soon I am sure she will be everwhere and into everything. She is already pulling herslef up on things!! Where did my baby go? One thing I didn't realize is how this was going to affect sleeping. Now when she wakes up she automatically rolls onto her tummy and then up to her knees!! Well she doen't like sleeping on her tummy!! Ya so last night no sleep!! But I am hoping tonight is better. Anyway I am off!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS I am getting close to finishing my first sewing project, pict to come!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-8795166520568144504?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/8795166520568144504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=8795166520568144504' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8795166520568144504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8795166520568144504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2009/02/crawling.html' title='Crawling!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-1122126396523984186</id><published>2009-01-28T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T19:18:50.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good friends are priceless!!</title><content type='html'>So it has become all to clear to me how important friends are.  When I lived in Lethbridge I made awesome friends. (Okay so one was related to me and I just hung out until they stopped noticing me!! ) They were the best, well they ARE the best. Since moving up here I have realized just how lucky I was. Everyone here has their own friends or they're too busy to really become friends. I am SOOO excited that we are going down to Lethbridge this weekend!! I think Kendall may have to drag me back here=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-1122126396523984186?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/1122126396523984186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=1122126396523984186' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/1122126396523984186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/1122126396523984186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2009/01/good-friends-are-priceless.html' title='Good friends are priceless!!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-5339986372110494194</id><published>2009-01-19T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T19:22:36.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stroller Giveaway!</title><content type='html'>So there is a stroller give away, but there is no need to enter because I plan on winning!! Okay you can enter but I still think I will win. It is for the awesome &lt;a href="http://www.bumbleride.com/collection2008/indie-twin.php" target="_blank" qxrwg="0" vblbv="0" included="null"&gt;Bumbleride Indie Twin Stroller&lt;/a&gt;!! I am in love already!! I do not have 2 yet but it won't be long!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyway go to : &lt;a href="http://inevergrewup.net/giveaway-25-bumbleride-indie-stroller"&gt;http://inevergrewup.net/giveaway-25-bumbleride-indie-stroller&lt;/a&gt; to enter and good luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-5339986372110494194?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/5339986372110494194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=5339986372110494194' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/5339986372110494194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/5339986372110494194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2009/01/stroller-giveaway.html' title='Stroller Giveaway!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-9000635752982355459</id><published>2009-01-16T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T10:13:13.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture post!!</title><content type='html'>So here are some catch up pictures!! Sorry I am way behind and couldn't just pick a few. And I loaded them in reverse order=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291953786573657570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXDL7lCBleI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/q01KpvIVEpc/s320/081.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;My new washer and dryer!!! Yahoo! We got tired of having to remember to turn off the dryer (timers broke). We even left for a long weekend with it still running once!! Does insurance cover stupidity??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXDL7Nc-09I/AAAAAAAAAbI/TH3T6y9za74/s1600-h/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291953780244272082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXDL7Nc-09I/AAAAAAAAAbI/TH3T6y9za74/s320/080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kendall bought me a sewing machine!! I am soo excited, I've bought fabric and patterns to make Kyla some adorable dresses! You are all going to be jealous=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXDKnurKM2I/AAAAAAAAAbA/nWIZ3RA8YEc/s1600-h/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291952346053096290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXDKnurKM2I/AAAAAAAAAbA/nWIZ3RA8YEc/s320/075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyla being a cutie pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXDKnamWezI/AAAAAAAAAa4/qp53Oe9OaJY/s1600-h/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291952340664220466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXDKnamWezI/AAAAAAAAAa4/qp53Oe9OaJY/s320/079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyla LOVES sweet potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXDJXfvJsdI/AAAAAAAAAaw/iOaJ2aUII2k/s1600-h/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291950967653773778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXDJXfvJsdI/AAAAAAAAAaw/iOaJ2aUII2k/s320/071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyla has 2 teeth now!! They finally came through right before Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXDJW4AljyI/AAAAAAAAAao/KIMXUAizwx4/s1600-h/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291950956989484834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXDJW4AljyI/AAAAAAAAAao/KIMXUAizwx4/s320/055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyla in her new High chair, waiting for the grub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXDHyVE2K5I/AAAAAAAAAag/UpxnARJ4zNc/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291949229625191314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXDHyVE2K5I/AAAAAAAAAag/UpxnARJ4zNc/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyla and her cuz Tate!! At my uncle's house on New Year's Eve!! Soo much fun=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXDHxxKSyDI/AAAAAAAAAaY/YsA0vYZdSbY/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291949219984361522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXDHxxKSyDI/AAAAAAAAAaY/YsA0vYZdSbY/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have cookies and milk to carry how can you hold your baby?? Well wonder no more, get a pair of Overalls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXDGap5NrlI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/XJz-DB9pnP8/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291947723385056850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXDGap5NrlI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/XJz-DB9pnP8/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kendall and Derek playing Wii Boxing! It was so funny Tara and I were dying laughing at them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXDGacHgGQI/AAAAAAAAAaI/TSJ3mdsYD6s/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291947719686887682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXDGacHgGQI/AAAAAAAAAaI/TSJ3mdsYD6s/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kendall shared some cake with Kyla!! She thought it was the best thing ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXDFbvM-LQI/AAAAAAAAAaA/yGG6hHww1kg/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291946642478345474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXDFbvM-LQI/AAAAAAAAAaA/yGG6hHww1kg/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing cards on my new card table!! Thx Mom Allred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXDEQdlzNwI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/lBM_QbL-iZg/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291945349260457730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXDEQdlzNwI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/lBM_QbL-iZg/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were her Christmas Eve pjs, you can tell what she thinks of the cute hat!! haha poor kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXDEQODsZkI/AAAAAAAAAZw/p0VgqLwK_Oo/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291945345090872898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXDEQODsZkI/AAAAAAAAAZw/p0VgqLwK_Oo/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyla wanted to start early!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also I have been noticing that my counter goes up, up, up and my comments stay low=( So please put comments, cuz I just love them. THX (plus I will try to put more comments on yours)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2951727140649409992-9000635752982355459?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/9000635752982355459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=9000635752982355459' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/9000635752982355459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/9000635752982355459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2009/01/picture-post.html' title='Picture post!!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXDL7lCBleI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/q01KpvIVEpc/s72-c/081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-7428108665478096485</id><published>2009-01-13T00:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T00:58:56.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy its 2 in the morning!!!</title><content type='html'>So I am up b/c Kyla has decided to torture me AGAIN!!! She is such a good little napper and goes to bed well BUT then wakes up in the middle of the night. When it's 5 in the morning I don't really mind, I just feed her and put her back to bed. But at MIDNIGHT?? That's gettin a little carried away. So tonight I checked on her, gave her her soother and let her cry! Oh and can she cry, it's ear piercing. So its now two and the house is quiet!! Don't get me wrong I did go again and check on her and give her her soother again. I guess I finally reached that point! Hopefully next time will be shorter, b/c it almost broke my heart to listen to her crying. If you have advice I am all ears!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-7428108665478096485?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/7428108665478096485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=7428108665478096485' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/7428108665478096485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/7428108665478096485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2009/01/holy-its-2-in-morning.html' title='Holy its 2 in the morning!!!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-6603060796885396738</id><published>2009-01-05T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T08:02:49.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So it has been quite a while since I wrote on here... it has been a bit busy and yet boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Christmas at our housethis year! I was so excited, I have been waiting so long to be the host. It was awesome, so laid back and nuetral (ie we didn't have t0 pick which parent to spend time with). Our little house was packed with ten people and four dogs, but we had SOO much fun. On the 27th we headed to Cardston and played some more. Well... Kendall got the flu so he did more sleeping and being sick than having fun=( I got to see all my Leavitt cousins and most of my Bevans cousins. New Year's we headed to Raymond (despite the crappy roads) and had soo much fun at my Uncle Cory's family (it was great to see my cuz from TX, who'd never met Kyla). Then it was off to Lethbridge to visit Allie and our wonderful friends. Kyla and Bekah had fun 'playing', its great to watch them grow up. Next it was steaks and games at TNT's with TNA as well. Finally we headed home and vegged for a few days. It was soo nice to be home and be able to just relax. Poor Kendall got better just in time to return to work today!! Thats life I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Kyla is now a bottle baby and will hopefully start gaining some weight. Everywhere we went we saw babies that were bigger than her and I realized that she probably wasn't getting enough milk from nursing. She still isn't eating as much as I would like but she is much happier and sleeping better again. The final nail was that I am not even sore at all, which makes me think she wasn't getting too much at the end! Poor baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing to think that my baby is 7 1/2 months old!!! Where has the time gone?? And yet how did we ever life without her?? We are so in love with this little girl and I am sure that she will continue to amaze us. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288211741233717010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SWOAj31JHxI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Gi68hUBWdW4/s320/Kyla+Xmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had a wonderful Christmas and New Year!!! Pict to follow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-6603060796885396738?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/6603060796885396738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=6603060796885396738' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/6603060796885396738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/6603060796885396738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2009/01/update.html' title='An Update!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SWOAj31JHxI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Gi68hUBWdW4/s72-c/Kyla+Xmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-863545749270020932</id><published>2008-11-24T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T21:06:14.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On to happier things!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I have decide to take all your advice and be happy=) (thx again)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 happy things:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1- I got to see the sneak peak from our picts with Dana and they look awesome! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you want to look too go to &lt;a href="http://www.photographydana.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.photographydana.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2- Angie's Recipe book will be ready for Christmas so now I have less Christmas shopping to do!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you want one go to &lt;a href="http://www.angieasplund.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.angieasplund.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; She is an amazing cook so it should be AWESOME=)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272456818016078722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SSuHipNvS4I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/xoWcdkYCPj4/s320/cover.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/2951727140649409992-863545749270020932?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/863545749270020932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=863545749270020932' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/863545749270020932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/863545749270020932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/11/on-to-happier-things.html' title='On to happier things!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SSuHipNvS4I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/xoWcdkYCPj4/s72-c/cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-7208243172386888380</id><published>2008-11-20T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T15:40:18.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Rant!</title><content type='html'>If you don't want to hear it I suggest to stop reading. Sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday I took Kyla to her 6mos appointment.  And of course I was obsessing about how much she was gonna weigh. Well here is where she is at: 15 lbs 5 oz, 26.5 inches long and still has a big head. So she is the 30th, 75th and 90th percentiles respectively. That's right my baby is now only in the 30th percentile for weight (she was born in the 97th)! I seriously wish that I had never started nursing, it has been nothing but hard on me (and Kyla). I feel like a total failure. Kyla won't even cuddle and I think alot of it has to do with the stress of me trying to feed her. Anyway I have decided that our Christmas present to each other is formula in a bottle! I think my next baby will get that present the day he/she is born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the rant I am just ..... ya frustrated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-7208243172386888380?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/7208243172386888380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=7208243172386888380' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/7208243172386888380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/7208243172386888380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-rant.html' title='My Rant!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-4955970527089134173</id><published>2008-11-05T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T16:28:57.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PLEASE help Kyla win!</title><content type='html'>So a radio station in Calgary is having THE CUTEST KID CONTEST (The Vibe 98.5) and I entered Kyla. The top ten will be decided between Nov 10 and the 20th by voting!! You are allowed to vote once per day so please vote alot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to : &lt;a href="http://www.vibemorningshow.com/"&gt;http://www.vibemorningshow.com/&lt;/a&gt; and VOTE VOTE VOTE=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHE is #43!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Here's what the prizes are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 3-year lease on a 2008 Honda Odyssey from Okotoks Honda(Approx Value $28,000) Groceries for a year from Sobeys(Approx value $5000)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monthly Spa Packages for Mom and Dad from Newbury Spa(Approx Total Value - $7500) Clothes for a year from Kiddo and Co.(Approx. Total Value $1500)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family portraits for the next 5 yrs from Shutterbug's Photography(Approx.Total Value $3000)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A playhouse from Qualico Communities(Approx Value $5000)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-4955970527089134173?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/4955970527089134173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=4955970527089134173' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/4955970527089134173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/4955970527089134173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/11/please-help-kyla-win.html' title='PLEASE help Kyla win!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-1666407285107232672</id><published>2008-11-04T08:30:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T08:34:22.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SRB5grtRnOI/AAAAAAAAAZI/xdmgUAk4HeA/s1600-h/IMG_2226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264841566791507170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SRB5grtRnOI/AAAAAAAAAZI/xdmgUAk4HeA/s320/IMG_2226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SRB5fwE0KxI/AAAAAAAAAZA/RYuSeuVuZp0/s1600-h/IMG_2208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264841550784113426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SRB5fwE0KxI/AAAAAAAAAZA/RYuSeuVuZp0/s320/IMG_2208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we didn't really go Trick or Treating. We were going to go to Cardston and I was so excited to see everyone and for them to see Kyla in her bear outfit. But it was not to be, so we stayed home and handed out candy. We did take Kyla to one house so we could say she'd been=) Mostly she just hung out with us and played with the candy! She is getting so big, man time flies. I can't believe she will be 6 months old in a few weeks.&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/2951727140649409992-1666407285107232672?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/1666407285107232672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=1666407285107232672' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/1666407285107232672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/1666407285107232672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-pictures.html' title='Halloween Pictures!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SRB5grtRnOI/AAAAAAAAAZI/xdmgUAk4HeA/s72-c/IMG_2226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-3964054309092674438</id><published>2008-10-31T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T08:11:25.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My SEVEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thesalmonspot.blogspot.com/2008/10/8-things.html"&gt;So&lt;/a&gt; I have been Tagged multiple times so here I go!! I tag was for 8 things, one was for 9... So I am doing 7 cuz thats my fav-o-rite number&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 TV shows I watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Grey's Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Jon &amp;amp; Kate Plus 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. UFC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Baby Story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Treehouse- when I am babysitting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The Office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Fave Restaurants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.The Keg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Applebees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Edo Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.The Olive Garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Red Lobster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Marble Slab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The Campfire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things that happened yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.I got to sleep in with Kendall!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. We were going to made a big breakfast together, but decided to keep sleeping in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I didn't have to babysit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.I got to shower and look decent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Kyla made me smile=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. We went to a halloween party with our new friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I made another tutu while watching Grey's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things i am looking forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. CHRISTMAS AT MY HOUSE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Seeing our family pictures!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The day Rascal stops destroying everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Seeing my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Selling my horses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Finishing our basement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Having more kids---nothing right now, and not for awhile, but nonetheless, still looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things on my wish list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Table for my craft stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A finished basement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. More patience!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. To be able to see our Lethbridge friends more (I miss you all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. To be able to figure out being a mom and wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Be a better Wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Be debt free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 words or phrases I say often:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Did you hear me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) How did you get so cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Soo... what's the plan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) You tard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Seriously?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Rascal!! NO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Who's a big girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Things I have learned from the past:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Life is not fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Learn from your mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) You don't know what anyone else is going through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Parents are not perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) People will be there when you need them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Things are usually not as bad as they seem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would tag people but I can't remember who has already done this.... so if you haven't I tag you (how's that?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-3964054309092674438?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/3964054309092674438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=3964054309092674438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/3964054309092674438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/3964054309092674438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-seven.html' title='My SEVEN'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-1385593035907450429</id><published>2008-10-29T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T08:21:52.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watchin Oprah!</title><content type='html'>So yesterday on her show she had heros, I only got the tail end but I can't stop think about it. They had a couple on there that found out that their first baby had edward's syndrome when they were 30 weeks pregnant and that he probably wouldn't survive to be born. Not only did Eliot make it to birth, he lived for 99 days!! They showed a video the parents made and it made everyone cry (including me). I loved the mom's comment- I decided to be sad later and enjoy every day I had with him (I am paraphrasing, so it might not be exact). What an example!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night when Kyla was done eating I stole a little cuddle time with her before we each went back to bed. I thought about how thankful I am for my beautiful, healthy little girl that I get to spend my days with=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video is on utube if you want to see it, it is soo sweet (and sad)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=th6Njr-qkq0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=th6Njr-qkq0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-1385593035907450429?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/1385593035907450429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=1385593035907450429' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/1385593035907450429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/1385593035907450429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/10/watchin-oprah.html' title='Watchin Oprah!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-8635250770463494965</id><published>2008-10-24T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T11:10:14.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angie`s Giveaway</title><content type='html'>Go to her blog and see if you can win!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://angieasplund.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://angieasplund.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-8635250770463494965?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/8635250770463494965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=8635250770463494965' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8635250770463494965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8635250770463494965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/10/angies-giveaway.html' title='Angie`s Giveaway'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-7047236510882094768</id><published>2008-10-20T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T13:11:13.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I made a tutu!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SPzkojhXg2I/AAAAAAAAAS4/iXxWebVK_vw/s1600-h/IMG_2200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259329850242990946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SPzkojhXg2I/AAAAAAAAAS4/iXxWebVK_vw/s320/IMG_2200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I made a tutu for Kyla!! And I promised to make some for others....but.... I bought WAY too much tulle!!! So if you want one let me know and maybe we can work out a deal=) I need to get a pict of her standing in it but Kendall is at work so maybe later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went camping with our buddies the Nilsson's and the Rasmussen's!! So fun, even though it was the middle of October. We borrowed my grandpa Leavitt's Gi-normous trailer and off we went. We were quite the crew: 6 adults, 3 babies and 5 dogs!! But it was great, thx for inviting us guys!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259330986486752674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SPzlqsW_ZaI/AAAAAAAAATA/4ww2fSmgoS0/s320/IMG_2188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh speaking of dogs! Here is a pict of our new puppy Rascal! He is trying to stay warm between Tim's feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-7047236510882094768?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/7047236510882094768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=7047236510882094768' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/7047236510882094768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/7047236510882094768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-made-tutu.html' title='I made a tutu!!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SPzkojhXg2I/AAAAAAAAAS4/iXxWebVK_vw/s72-c/IMG_2200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-3860873890017010316</id><published>2008-10-11T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T11:45:38.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They just seem to know!</title><content type='html'>I have noticed that on days when I am totally overwhelmed Kyla is an angel!!  Hoe does she know that her mom is about to lose her mind?  She can just turn the whole day around with one little smile! I have started watching a friends little girl a couple days a week and things have been just falling into place: they both take good naps, don't seem to need me at the same time and like each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to keep reminding myself that life is not that bad!! Whenever I start feeling sorry for myself I remember some of my friends trials and then I am glad to keep mine!! I got a picture with this saying: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love life as it is, not as you want it to be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is having a great Thanksgiving, eat some turkey for me=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-3860873890017010316?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/3860873890017010316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=3860873890017010316' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/3860873890017010316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/3860873890017010316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/10/they-just-seem-to-know.html' title='They just seem to know!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-6447485594509276972</id><published>2008-10-01T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T09:51:19.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help me win this Contest!!!</title><content type='html'>So I LOVE contests, and I happen to never really win them. So I am once again gonna try again...something small but fun. If you want to play go to this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://callhermum.blogspot.com/2008/10/100-posts-contest.html"&gt;http://callhermum.blogspot.com/2008/10/100-posts-contest.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I win, but I guess if you do it will be ok too;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-6447485594509276972?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/6447485594509276972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=6447485594509276972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/6447485594509276972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/6447485594509276972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/10/help-me-win-this-contest.html' title='Help me win this Contest!!!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-1185027238981587807</id><published>2008-09-26T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T22:00:04.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not much is new</title><content type='html'>So I haven't blogged in a while and not too much has changed. Kyla is still working on rolling over, getting teeth, spitting and sitting up. She has soo much more personality now and is a little more content with life (most of the time). She had her four month shots today and  was a real trooper, she barely even cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just got back from visiting Kendall's fam in BC. It was great I got to be around people all day and do some US shopping. I love that Kendall's sister Alyson came too b/c we have been friends for a long time and she has a little girl , Rebekah, a month younger than Kyla. So we hangout and chat about this and that. It was a little sad though b/c we missed Kinsey's baby blessing and my sister's wedding shower, but I guess you can't always be at everything. Sorry Guys=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we are gearing up for my sister Traci's wedding next weekend and all the excitement with that!!! It is going to be so fun, we love them both so much!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here are a few new pict!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SN283dmkUbI/AAAAAAAAASg/VHsB21hpSp4/s1600-h/IMG_2144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250560401609085362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SN283dmkUbI/AAAAAAAAASg/VHsB21hpSp4/s320/IMG_2144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look I can sit up all by myself (with a pillow)!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SN283VzPEBI/AAAAAAAAASo/M0uiDWder6A/s1600-h/IMG_2142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250560399514734610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SN283VzPEBI/AAAAAAAAASo/M0uiDWder6A/s320/IMG_2142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay maybe not!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SN283j9CHhI/AAAAAAAAASw/lUm7WnbmESg/s1600-h/IMG_2149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250560403313925650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SN283j9CHhI/AAAAAAAAASw/lUm7WnbmESg/s320/IMG_2149.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my attempt to make her cuddle with me for a picture!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sadly I think her cuddly days are over=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-1185027238981587807?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/1185027238981587807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=1185027238981587807' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/1185027238981587807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/1185027238981587807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/09/not-much-is-new.html' title='Not much is new'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SN283dmkUbI/AAAAAAAAASg/VHsB21hpSp4/s72-c/IMG_2144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-4417707003468529907</id><published>2008-09-11T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T09:42:08.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you remember??</title><content type='html'>So I am copying Tara (big surprise)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. As a comment on my blog, leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and let others post their memories of you! Play along - it'll be fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-4417707003468529907?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/4417707003468529907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=4417707003468529907' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/4417707003468529907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/4417707003468529907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-do-you-remember.html' title='What do you remember??'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-6992324020164874321</id><published>2008-09-04T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T19:35:00.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>So realized that I haven't put any new picts of Kyla up for a while so here they are. I cannot believe how much she has already changed=) =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SMCWr79BceI/AAAAAAAAARw/_sjmdB-vnIo/s1600-h/IMG_2103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242355647831437794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SMCWr79BceI/AAAAAAAAARw/_sjmdB-vnIo/s320/IMG_2103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She absolutely LOVES her jolly jumper! This was a couple weeks ago and now she is a little jumping machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242356263475878242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SMCXPxaGGWI/AAAAAAAAAR4/bVA_CXEvDUc/s320/IMG_2113a.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Kyla and her cousin Rebekah at Tanner's wedding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242359142894999602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SMCZ3YFHGDI/AAAAAAAAASY/GpneKUGkmmY/s320/IMG_2135a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to see Tim and Ashlee's new baby Kinsey Ann! (Sadly Kendall was away at Christina Lake.) She was so cute and perfect. I can't wait to see her again and hopefully hold her a little longer. Sorry about your head Trent, it didn't quite make the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242358208774363682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SMCZBANZWiI/AAAAAAAAASQ/qu7Tyo93Mqw/s320/IMG_2140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put Kyla's hair in pigtails yesterday! Sorry the pic is fuzzy bevause she doesn't hold still. I couldn't believe how big it made her look. Unfortunately she cried the whole time so I am thinking we will wait for a special occasion before attempting again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-6992324020164874321?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/6992324020164874321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=6992324020164874321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/6992324020164874321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/6992324020164874321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/09/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SMCWr79BceI/AAAAAAAAARw/_sjmdB-vnIo/s72-c/IMG_2103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-7414651387518607461</id><published>2008-08-27T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T20:01:33.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel sick!!</title><content type='html'>So I just got done checking my emails and saw one from my stepmom about the Listeria recall. Now to tell you the truth I am bad for not reading forwarded email=( Sorry! But I did open it b/c Kendall and I had been discussing it. AND GUESS WHAT? The smokey I had for lunch was on there!!! I checked all the codes and everything!! Oh I felt sick instantly. I was worried about Kyla seeings now I am breastfeeding and all. Cuz it would just make me very sick, but her.... I don't want to think about it. So I researched and it cannot be passed through the milk!!! That goodness, so I tomorrow I am returning the smokies and crossing my fingers that I do not get sick!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS if you want the list of possibily contaminated foods let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-7414651387518607461?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/7414651387518607461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=7414651387518607461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/7414651387518607461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/7414651387518607461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-feel-sick.html' title='I feel sick!!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-5202288484632341935</id><published>2008-08-15T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T13:02:24.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Made my day!!</title><content type='html'>So today I was just mindin my own business holding Kyla while rumaging through my make-up bag when I heard a brand new noise!! Kyla was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;giggling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at who knows what but it was adorable. I never thought that just a laugh would make my day but it totally did. I got her to do it a couple more timed while I frantically called Kendall so he could hear (sadly no answer). So I am hoping she'll will do it tonight for him!! I cannot believe how much she's changed and how big she is getting. I am sooo glad that I get to stay home and see it all happen. I feel bad for mom's who have to go back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-5202288484632341935?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/5202288484632341935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=5202288484632341935' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/5202288484632341935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/5202288484632341935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/08/made-my-day.html' title='Made my day!!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-8661226896441938594</id><published>2008-07-16T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T12:49:32.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kyla's first photo session</title><content type='html'>Well I finally got some pictures taken of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kyla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! I love them and I am so thankful that Jill was able to do it on such short notice. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hooray for Jill!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;I could not believe how well &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kyla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; did, she NEVER holds still so this was quite the achievement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Jill's website if you want to check her out, we loved her=) &lt;a href="http://jillalstonphotography.blogsome.com/"&gt;http://jillalstonphotography.blogsome.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SH5QSn7_4NI/AAAAAAAAARY/ksBiUOkdJ7E/s1600-h/k32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223700898684854482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SH5QSn7_4NI/AAAAAAAAARY/ksBiUOkdJ7E/s320/k32.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SH5OF8_92qI/AAAAAAAAARQ/HnP2TwAhyWA/s1600-h/k20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223698481977088674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SH5OF8_92qI/AAAAAAAAARQ/HnP2TwAhyWA/s320/k20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SH5NsiKI8tI/AAAAAAAAARI/YVSLntTO_Ao/s1600-h/k1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223698045275271890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SH5NsiKI8tI/AAAAAAAAARI/YVSLntTO_Ao/s320/k1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SH5NeNmNFWI/AAAAAAAAARA/Is-BEXZgiV0/s1600-h/k8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223697799237670242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SH5NeNmNFWI/AAAAAAAAARA/Is-BEXZgiV0/s320/k8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://jillalstonphotography.blogsome.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-8661226896441938594?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/8661226896441938594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=8661226896441938594' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8661226896441938594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8661226896441938594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/07/kylas-first-photo-session.html' title='Kyla&apos;s first photo session'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SH5QSn7_4NI/AAAAAAAAARY/ksBiUOkdJ7E/s72-c/k32.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-3498066751177272129</id><published>2008-07-07T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T14:15:03.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Allred Adventures</title><content type='html'>Well its been a while so here is an update: We are now in our house in Okotoks!!! We love it and can't believe how nice it is out here. Most of our family have come to visit us already and have all given it a thumbs up. We went to Cardston for the long weeked to see family. On the way we stopped to see Allie and Steve and their new baby Rebekah!! She was sooo cute=) Derek was just home so it was great to see him. We went to Raymond and had a great picnic with the Rasmussen Clan and then went to my Uncle Cory's so everyone could meet Kyla (and we ould meet cute litte Tate). Just this past week Kendall's parents came and stayed with us for a few days. I was a little stressed about what I was going to do to entertain them for 4 days, but it was so easy and fun. They helped us out sooo much and we had a lot of fun too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been going going going and I don't think it is going to slow down.... but we have had a lot of fun. Just look at the pict!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SHKGFN0tl-I/AAAAAAAAAQo/iC4eLP85Sz4/s1600-h/IMG_1975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220382342244046818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SHKGFN0tl-I/AAAAAAAAAQo/iC4eLP85Sz4/s200/IMG_1975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kendall and Kyla watchin the tube on a hot day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SHKGGcwNdLI/AAAAAAAAAQw/1_xQGclQ0Gk/s1600-h/IMG_1973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220382363431564466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SHKGGcwNdLI/AAAAAAAAAQw/1_xQGclQ0Gk/s200/IMG_1973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AK Brown sent two guys and this truck and trailer to help us move!! Keith is SOO Awesome=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SHKGGjQVGQI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/mcfpM2utYNY/s1600-h/IMG_1982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220382365176895746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SHKGGjQVGQI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/mcfpM2utYNY/s200/IMG_1982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stever with both girls! Rebekah seemed soo small compared to Big Kyla=) But soo adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SHKA0rl-LWI/AAAAAAAAAQA/eyOzzip5mDs/s1600-h/IMG_1989.JPG"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SHKA0rl-LWI/AAAAAAAAAQA/eyOzzip5mDs/s1600-h/IMG_1989.JPG"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220376560619367778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SHKA0rl-LWI/AAAAAAAAAQA/eyOzzip5mDs/s200/IMG_1989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THis is Kendall and Kyla by one of the tanks at Spruce Meadows (eat your heart out Steve).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SHKA1Xh10eI/AAAAAAAAAQI/fFBG7Hqmszo/s1600-h/IMG_1996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220376572413202914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SHKA1Xh10eI/AAAAAAAAAQI/fFBG7Hqmszo/s200/IMG_1996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kendall waiting for his turn at the calf scramble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SHKA1_2hTmI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/g8Rknqo9y78/s1600-h/IMG_2000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220376583237357154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SHKA1_2hTmI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/g8Rknqo9y78/s200/IMG_2000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandpa Allred and Kyla at the AK Brown Party, she was not sure about the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SHKA2dqMWFI/AAAAAAAAAQY/nTNBSegB2bw/s1600-h/IMG_1994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220376591238715474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SHKA2dqMWFI/AAAAAAAAAQY/nTNBSegB2bw/s200/IMG_1994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma Allred and Kyla at Spruce Meadow, notice the cute little bracelet!! THX Grandma&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/2951727140649409992-3498066751177272129?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/3498066751177272129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=3498066751177272129' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/3498066751177272129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/3498066751177272129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/07/allred-adventures.html' title='Allred Adventures'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SHKGFN0tl-I/AAAAAAAAAQo/iC4eLP85Sz4/s72-c/IMG_1975.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-5359111611151415130</id><published>2008-06-17T16:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T16:52:35.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Baby Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;Here are some pictures I took of Kyla the other day. I was starting to think I wasn't going to be able to get her into a photgrapher and I wanted some pictures of her when she was still 'little'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213002086744812786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SFhNxznLbPI/AAAAAAAAAP4/x9UXewlp--E/s200/IMG_1942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SFhM9HB7vlI/AAAAAAAAAPw/1hupL-YUaFA/s1600-h/IMG_1938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213001181424238162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SFhM9HB7vlI/AAAAAAAAAPw/1hupL-YUaFA/s200/IMG_1938.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/2951727140649409992-5359111611151415130?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/5359111611151415130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=5359111611151415130' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/5359111611151415130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/5359111611151415130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-baby-pictures_17.html' title='New Baby Pictures'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SFhNxznLbPI/AAAAAAAAAP4/x9UXewlp--E/s72-c/IMG_1942.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-1805513413506804601</id><published>2008-06-17T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T16:42:51.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prego Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SFhL4oK0jSI/AAAAAAAAAPg/GWA8vsygOm0/s1600-h/IMG_6852_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213000004908911906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SFhL4oK0jSI/AAAAAAAAAPg/GWA8vsygOm0/s200/IMG_6852_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SFhLRaXf40I/AAAAAAAAAPY/Qk7fyZVvRWQ/s1600-h/IMG_6784_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212999331189089090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SFhLRaXf40I/AAAAAAAAAPY/Qk7fyZVvRWQ/s200/IMG_6784_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SFhKn5lVQ2I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/NBf5ZsGz8Zo/s1600-h/IMG_6718_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212998618014106466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SFhKn5lVQ2I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/NBf5ZsGz8Zo/s200/IMG_6718_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little late! But here they are! I can't believe how fat my face is!! Crazy=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2951727140649409992-1805513413506804601?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/1805513413506804601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=1805513413506804601' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/1805513413506804601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/1805513413506804601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/06/prego-pictures.html' title='Prego Pictures'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SFhL4oK0jSI/AAAAAAAAAPg/GWA8vsygOm0/s72-c/IMG_6852_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-4632688799351373808</id><published>2008-06-10T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T12:36:31.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>So we are doing great!! We are getting lots of sleep, changing lots of diapers and loving our new little sweetheart. Kyla is easily over 10 pounds now, yep she is HUGE! But happy and healthy. Kendall is dreaming of the dat she hits 12 pounds and can sleep through the night. Although he doesn't get up in the night anyway! I think next time I am going to be a daddy=) We are sooo excited to move into our new house next weekend and start our whole new life in Okotoks. Kendall has been planning all the projects he wants to complete and things he wants to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only issue we are having is breastfeeding. I won't go into details but it is not always as easy as it seems. Yes it is a natural thing, but not always easy!!  Don't worry she is getting lots of milk and growing like a little weed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-4632688799351373808?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/4632688799351373808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=4632688799351373808' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/4632688799351373808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/4632688799351373808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/06/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-3486349941405294167</id><published>2008-05-30T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T18:35:57.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SECpkhYyJtI/AAAAAAAAAOM/UiqK2ipJ_10/s1600-h/IMG_1906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206347614142998226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SECpkhYyJtI/AAAAAAAAAOM/UiqK2ipJ_10/s200/IMG_1906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SECpkxYyJuI/AAAAAAAAAOU/-EZxnUsiKA4/s1600-h/IMG_1909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206347618437965538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SECpkxYyJuI/AAAAAAAAAOU/-EZxnUsiKA4/s200/IMG_1909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SECplBYyJvI/AAAAAAAAAOc/KjWQpAcvBPc/s1600-h/IMG_1915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206347622732932850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SECplBYyJvI/AAAAAAAAAOc/KjWQpAcvBPc/s200/IMG_1915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SECplRYyJwI/AAAAAAAAAOk/irYOMxe0Mdg/s1600-h/IMG_1919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206347627027900162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SECplRYyJwI/AAAAAAAAAOk/irYOMxe0Mdg/s200/IMG_1919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So a few more picts for those of you requested!!  We are starting to get into some kind of a routine. It seems that all I do it change diapers and feed Kyla (I know how dairy cows feel now).  But I really can't complain, Kyla is sooo good.  She loves to sleep, eat and make fun little faces. Our families have all been over and spoiled us: cleaning, making food and doing whatever is needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still can't really believe she is hear.  You carry her for 9 months and go through labour, and yet it still seems unreal. To think that less than two weeks ago this sweet little girl was inside me!!  Too weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kendall is soo done! The second he saw her he was wrapped around her finger. You can see it everytime he looks at her.  I love watching them together.  He can't wait until she is a little more interactive, but I am lovin the baby stage (although it will be great to see her first big smile).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-3486349941405294167?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/3486349941405294167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=3486349941405294167' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/3486349941405294167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/3486349941405294167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/05/more-pictures.html' title='More Pictures'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SECpkhYyJtI/AAAAAAAAAOM/UiqK2ipJ_10/s72-c/IMG_1906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-8857311361995338092</id><published>2008-05-27T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T15:32:55.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ken&amp;Ju's First Tot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SDxbhBYyJsI/AAAAAAAAAOE/inQhSsjdm-M/s1600-h/IMG_1902.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205135892199646914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SDxbhBYyJsI/AAAAAAAAAOE/inQhSsjdm-M/s200/IMG_1902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Kyla Lynn Allred &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Arrived may 20, 5:45 am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Weight 9lbs 3.7oz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Length 51cm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cuteness 10/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eyes blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hair dark brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-8857311361995338092?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/8857311361995338092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=8857311361995338092' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8857311361995338092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8857311361995338092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/05/ken-first-tot.html' title='Ken&amp;Ju&apos;s First Tot'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SDxbhBYyJsI/AAAAAAAAAOE/inQhSsjdm-M/s72-c/IMG_1902.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-3649997577038557095</id><published>2008-05-16T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T12:58:53.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 'news'</title><content type='html'>So I just got home and here's the deal: the ultrasound showed that Kyla is doing great in there, maybe a little too great=&gt; they think she is well over 9 lbs!!!!  OUCH!!  I just about fell off the table.  Anyway then I went and saw the doctor who said everything looks good, in fact I am 2cm dilated (too much info, sorry). So she is hoping I will have her own my own this weekend.  However she did still fill in the paperwork for me to be induced, which would probably happen Monday.  SO ... we'll see if nature will just get going and maybe she's not that big=) Cross your fingers for me pls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-3649997577038557095?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/3649997577038557095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=3649997577038557095' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/3649997577038557095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/3649997577038557095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/05/news.html' title='The &apos;news&apos;'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-8893052015819601002</id><published>2008-05-16T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T08:39:00.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kyla Update</title><content type='html'>So I am STILL pregnant and hating it.  It is not so much being pregnant as being home alone all day with no one to visit.  Calgary is horrible, I have no family or friends and everything costs money (I am cheap, sorry). Plus when I go out by myself people stare at me like I am a freak show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am going for an ultrasound and then to a dr. appointment.  I am overdue, so they are just checking on Kyla (I am assuming placenta, amniotic fluid, growth and overall health).  I am thinking that I am going to try and get on the list to be induced on Tuesday if she hasn't come on her own.  For my sanity and sake of my husband (as long as it won't hurt Kyla of course) I think it is very important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I will keep you updated, thank-you so much for all your advice it makes me feel alot less alone=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-8893052015819601002?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/8893052015819601002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=8893052015819601002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8893052015819601002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8893052015819601002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/05/kyla-update.html' title='Kyla Update'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-8740888895795504432</id><published>2008-05-12T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T13:25:56.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Pregnant!!</title><content type='html'>Well I had another doctor's appointment today and the news: NOTHING HAS CHANGED!!  I almost started crying.  I am soo tired of being pregnant, I even tried castor oil last night.  Which I took at 9pm, ya soo not smart. It kicked in about 1am, so I only had to get up 6 times in the middle of the night.  So now I am scheduled for a ultrasound on Friday and will be induced around the 22nd if I make it that far.  My doctor seemed only mildly convinced that I would start on my own.  My body just will not cooperate, Kyla is ready to rock and roll. Anyway I guess I had better find some new projects cuz it looks like I am going to be alone for a while longer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-8740888895795504432?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/8740888895795504432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=8740888895795504432' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8740888895795504432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8740888895795504432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/05/still-pregnant.html' title='Still Pregnant!!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-6719127346968904543</id><published>2008-05-07T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T17:00:25.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this baby ever coming???</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I am beginnning to think that this baby is FAR to comfortable.  She may never make an apprearance, I maybe permanently prego.  I know that she is not late... but I have had enough of this prego thing.  So hopefully sooner than later=) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-6719127346968904543?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/6719127346968904543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=6719127346968904543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/6719127346968904543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/6719127346968904543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/05/is-this-baby-ever-coming.html' title='Is this baby ever coming???'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-5899882223325174288</id><published>2008-04-28T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T11:11:07.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OUR HOUSE!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SBYTIpV4o9I/AAAAAAAAANc/c88YimvFYp0/s1600-h/c3322735_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194360259475973074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SBYTIpV4o9I/AAAAAAAAANc/c88YimvFYp0/s200/c3322735_1.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/2951727140649409992-5899882223325174288?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/5899882223325174288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=5899882223325174288' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/5899882223325174288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/5899882223325174288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/04/our-house.html' title='OUR HOUSE!!!!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SBYTIpV4o9I/AAAAAAAAANc/c88YimvFYp0/s72-c/c3322735_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-5576099869319054627</id><published>2008-04-26T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T08:08:59.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No more work!!!</title><content type='html'>My last offical day of work was yesterday!!  I have been counting down for about a month, but when the day finally arrived I had missed emotions. It seemed so final saying bye to everyone and taking my stuff.  I even teared up a few times.  Everyone has been really good to me at ADL. Of course they threatened beatings if they didn't see Kyla as soon as she could be out and about. SO now... I have to figure out what to do all day!!! I have few project to finish up but then I think I may be bored. Hmmm I wish I lived closer to friends and family so I could harass them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and we are going to look at houses again tomorrow!  Cross you fingers for us cuz we have to be out of here July 1st.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-5576099869319054627?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/5576099869319054627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=5576099869319054627' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/5576099869319054627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/5576099869319054627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/04/no-more-work.html' title='No more work!!!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-3928302490203957757</id><published>2008-04-21T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T09:50:53.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When Communication breaks down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;So yesterday we spent the whole afternoon at the airport. Why you ask? Because Kendall's uncle was flying home on the 12:20 flight, or so we thought.  We got there and waited and waited....  His flight came in bu he was not on it. So what do you do?  We paged him, nope not in the building.  So the information desk suggested maybe he'd missed him connecting flight and would be on the next one at 5:20. So $23 dollars in parking later we left and returned at 5:20.  Nope he wasn't on that flight either..... it turns out he flew in at 11pm!! Yep so at midnight he called and Kendall headed back the airport for the third time and picked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;him up&lt;/span&gt;.  Oh sometimes I think people just don't think about anyone else.  I am sure it sucked for him, but why not call us and tell us what was going on???  Sorry I just had to vent.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-3928302490203957757?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/3928302490203957757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=3928302490203957757' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/3928302490203957757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/3928302490203957757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/04/when-communication-breaks-down.html' title='When Communication breaks down.'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-181879867937172758</id><published>2008-04-14T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T11:01:58.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>36 Weeks!! Only 4 to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Can you believe we are sooo close?? It seems like the time has just flown by.  It still really doesn't seem real, I caught myself staring at my huge belly everytime I walked by a mirror this weekend.  In the last couple weeks my belly has really gotten huge.  I went and got pictures taken this weekend, hopefully they will be cute. I just am not very photogenic at all. And of course Kendall was thrilled about the whole thing=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway today is my day off, but I really don't know what to do with myself. I am hoping Kyla doesn't come late because I think cabin fever will set in. Maybe I will see if I can get some money from Staples - we bought a computer last weekend and I saw they had it in their flyer for $100 cheaper now. I hate it when that happens, hopefully they will price match it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-181879867937172758?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/181879867937172758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=181879867937172758' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/181879867937172758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/181879867937172758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/04/36-weeks-only-4-to-go.html' title='36 Weeks!! Only 4 to go'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-7454255894483237515</id><published>2008-04-01T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T11:18:16.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy baby story!!</title><content type='html'>So we went to our last lamaze class last night and after our teacher had talked to us about what she would be covering she asked if anyone had any news.  There was kind of a pause, we all looked at each other and then one girl slowly raised her hand.  She said we had our baby....  we asked where it was - Rockyview.  After a minute of shock we asked what happened. So this is the story: Thurday night at 4 in the morning her water broke while she was asleep!!!  So they went to the hospital and they gave her steriods and antibiotics (she was only 32 weeks along).  She went home and wasn't having any contractions.  That night she woke up and thought she had bad gas and needed to take a poop (sorry). After one push she realized this hurt more than it should, so she yelled for her husband (he had ear plugs in b/c she snores=).  The people upstairs heard her, came down and woke him up.  By this time the baby was in the toilet crying!!! Yep like three pushes and he was out!!! Luckily the steriods had helped his little lungs.  They called 911 and the EMS came!! The baby is doing really well and weighed over 4 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy aye!!!??  Everything you are told won't happen, especially with your first baby.  We all just sat there and stared at them.  That is scary!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In total 4 of 13 couples had their babies before the class was completed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-7454255894483237515?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/7454255894483237515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=7454255894483237515' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/7454255894483237515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/7454255894483237515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/04/crazy-baby-story.html' title='Crazy baby story!!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-8978662849549261275</id><published>2008-03-30T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T18:54:31.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How big am I gonna get!!!</title><content type='html'>So I am starting to think that this belly is never going to stop growing.  Even some of my maternity clothes are starting to barely cover it.  What am I to do?  Kendall has even asked me if I am going to weigh more than him???  Ya I didn't think that comment was called for.  But I can see why he asked!!  I never imagined a body can change this much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our friends Trent and Tara had there baby over Easter and we got to see baby Blake when they came to Calgary.  It was soo surreal, I knew they were pregnant oboviously but to see them with a little baby was a whole different thing.  I guess we are all growing up!  It was great to get to talk to them about the whole having a baby thing too, I guess I should be able to pull this off after all.  **cross your fingers for me** only  6 weeks to go**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-8978662849549261275?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/8978662849549261275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=8978662849549261275' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8978662849549261275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8978662849549261275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/03/how-big-am-i-gonna-get.html' title='How big am I gonna get!!!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-6543839091339366789</id><published>2008-03-07T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T15:56:50.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birth Announcement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/R9HVnlIZ7uI/AAAAAAAAANQ/TxwFE18hU9E/s1600-h/Card+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175152322784390882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/R9HVnlIZ7uI/AAAAAAAAANQ/TxwFE18hU9E/s200/Card+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I started thinking about Kyla's cards- here is a prototype- what do you think? The inside has all the details (ie date, time, weight...) and a spot for a little picture.&lt;br /&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/2951727140649409992-6543839091339366789?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/6543839091339366789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=6543839091339366789' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/6543839091339366789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/6543839091339366789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/03/birth-announcement.html' title='Birth Announcement'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/R9HVnlIZ7uI/AAAAAAAAANQ/TxwFE18hU9E/s72-c/Card+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-6851822535514217489</id><published>2008-03-01T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T20:12:01.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Ready for Kyla</title><content type='html'>Well we only have 10 weeks to go until Kyla's here so we have been trying to get ready. I know we won't be, but we're trying. Last weekend we went to Great Falls with Allie and Steve and it was a blast. The highlight was definetly watching Steve and Kendall drive the motorized scooters around ShopKo. We messed up though because there was an awesome deal on cribs and we didn't buy one. Fortunately my sister, Traci, went to Kalispell this weekend and is picking one up for us!!! And today we got the car seat and stroller.... man kids are expensive. We are sooo lucky that our families have been helping us get stuff. Oh and this weekend I decorated Kyla's room a little, we are still renting so I can't get too carried away. I'll take more picture when I have the crib all set-up too=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/R8oonl0JpCI/AAAAAAAAAMo/eV75Uk3B1uc/s1600-h/kyla+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172991782619292706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/R8oonl0JpCI/AAAAAAAAAMo/eV75Uk3B1uc/s200/kyla+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/R8oooF0JpDI/AAAAAAAAAMw/ZV4spggXBYo/s1600-h/kyla+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172991791209227314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/R8oooF0JpDI/AAAAAAAAAMw/ZV4spggXBYo/s200/kyla+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2951727140649409992-6851822535514217489?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/6851822535514217489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=6851822535514217489' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/6851822535514217489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/6851822535514217489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/03/getting-ready-for-kyla.html' title='Getting Ready for Kyla'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/R8oonl0JpCI/AAAAAAAAAMo/eV75Uk3B1uc/s72-c/kyla+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-3018403490101546620</id><published>2008-02-11T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T16:52:23.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My tummy at 27 weeks!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/R7DsE_ncASI/AAAAAAAAAMg/AEb3pHgjVX4/s1600-h/belly+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165888343134437666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/R7DsE_ncASI/AAAAAAAAAMg/AEb3pHgjVX4/s200/belly+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I am now definetly prego- people talk to my belly, try to touch my belly and comment on how big I am.  Gotta love people.  Well I figured I better get some pictures of this 'wonderful' time.  I am not sure exactly why people love being prego....???  I know that it is supposed to be so awesome, but so far I am not a big fan.  Don't get me wrong I don't hate it but I don't love it either. My favorite thing would have to be watching my belly move around (when I am not trying to sleep=)  Kendall keeps asking how much bigger it is going to get???  Well we are only at 27 weeks so I think that whale Julie will soon be a blimp Julie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-3018403490101546620?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/3018403490101546620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=3018403490101546620' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/3018403490101546620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/3018403490101546620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-tummy-at-27-weeks.html' title='My tummy at 27 weeks!!!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/R7DsE_ncASI/AAAAAAAAAMg/AEb3pHgjVX4/s72-c/belly+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-6999292180772119820</id><published>2008-02-07T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T10:36:08.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's gonna be a soccer player!</title><content type='html'>So Kyla's newest thing is to kick constantly, my poor tummy feels like a punching bag.  She especially kicks if you touch my stomach: resting my arms on it will quickly start the kicking. The best is if Kendall puts his face on my tummy, he does it so gently but she will still feel it and kick him right away. He was amazed last night at how strong she is getting.  We are thinking she is really either  a) saying my belly back off or b) playing tag with us.  Either way she is very active and alert (who would've thunk?).  We are starting to realize just how close we are getting to 'meeting' her for the first time. I think I only have 12 weeks left at work, that seems sooo crazy.  We are starting to get ready!!  I am so excited to go shopping in Great Falls with Allie and Steve in a couple weeks.  Hopefully we will find some good deals- any advice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-6999292180772119820?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/6999292180772119820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=6999292180772119820' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/6999292180772119820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/6999292180772119820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/02/shes-gonna-be-soccer-player.html' title='She&apos;s gonna be a soccer player!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-1680709930976210340</id><published>2008-01-31T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T16:00:21.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY!!!</title><content type='html'>Kendall is finally an offical Journeyman Plumber and Gasfitter!!&lt;br /&gt;It has taken a while, due to some problems with a previous employer, but now it is all offical. We are so lucky that his new employer has connections and loves Kendall, he did so much work for us. &lt;br /&gt;I am so proud of Kendall, he has worked really hard to acheive this.  Great job hun!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-1680709930976210340?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/1680709930976210340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=1680709930976210340' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/1680709930976210340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/1680709930976210340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/01/finally.html' title='FINALLY!!!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-3621190188247313240</id><published>2008-01-31T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T16:06:25.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My husband!!!</title><content type='html'>HIS NAME: Kendall Bhuel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN TOGETHER? Married for 1.5 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW LONG DID YOU DATE? 8 months, but it seemed like a long time to us=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE DID YOU MEET? At my house in Lethbridge, he came to see his sister (Alyson) who was my roommate. We all went to a YSA and just hung out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW OLD IS HE? 26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO EATS MORE? Definetly Kendall, just when you think he can't eat more he'll make a bowl of cereal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO SAID I LOVE YOU FIRST? I don't really remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO IS TALLER? Kendall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO SINGS BETTER? Probably me, but mostly because when he sings he's being silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO IS SMARTER? I am good with numbers and he is good with mechanical/practical things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO DOES THE LAUNDRY? We do our own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO DOES THE DISHES? Both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO SLEEPS ON THE RIGHT SIDE OF THE BED? Right now me, because I have to (prego). But normally Kendall does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO PAYS THE BILLS? Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO DRIVES WHEN YOU ARE TOGETHER? Kendall about 99% of the time. I only drive when he's too tired to drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO IS MORE STUBBORN? That is me for sure, Kendall only has a few issues that he won't give on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO KISSED WHO FIRST? He kissed me first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO ASKED WHO OUT? Well Kendall asked me, but only when Alyson decided he could (that's a whole other story=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO PROPOSED? Kendall. We went to Leavitt Ranch for the May Long, he took me up on the ridge and knelt down on the rocks. It was so sweet, and romatic (this was right at sunset). It was funny because he was trying to leave with me, but my little sister Natalie wanted to come with us, of course she couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO IS MORE SENSITIVE? Me for sure, especially with these baby hormones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO HAS MORE FRIENDS? We don't really have a huge group of friends...either of us. We have a few close friends that we love and that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO HAS MORE SIBLINGS? Kendall has four sisters, so he wins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO WEARS THE PANTS IN THE FAMILY? It's pretty equal. I am quite a bit more bossy though (who would've thought).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-3621190188247313240?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/3621190188247313240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=3621190188247313240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/3621190188247313240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/3621190188247313240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-husband.html' title='My husband!!!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-1899419722106896501</id><published>2008-01-05T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T17:16:19.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything is changing!!</title><content type='html'>And it's not just my waist!!! Well with the baby coming everything seems to be different. Kendall noticed that at christmas 'Kyla Lynn' got more presents than we did (what can I say she is spoiled already). It seems every conversation is a about babies and everyone we know is pregnant: Tara, Ashlee, Rachel, Mindy (2x), Alyson, Ashley, Iysha, Meg, Kelly........ need I say more. I think that there is something in the water.  Also we are getting more serious about buying a house, in fact we looked at four in Okotoks today. It is a very overwhelming and exciting experience.  We still have to work out getting out of our 1 year rental and finding Tara a place too.  Anyway, I will try to be better at updating this thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-1899419722106896501?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/1899419722106896501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=1899419722106896501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/1899419722106896501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/1899419722106896501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2008/01/everything-is-changing.html' title='Everything is changing!!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-5462781035112799598</id><published>2007-12-19T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T16:12:12.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are having a GIRL!!!</title><content type='html'>We went to our ultrasound on Friday and the bump is a Girl.  Kendall really wanted a boy, but has decided a girl is good too!!  I am just excited that everything is looking good.  The baby is growing and I am now starting to show.  It is hard to believe that on Christmas Day we will be half way there.  It seems like yesterday I was in the bathroom staring at the stick!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-5462781035112799598?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/5462781035112799598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=5462781035112799598' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/5462781035112799598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/5462781035112799598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2007/12/we-are-having-girl.html' title='We are having a GIRL!!!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-8206909860482120132</id><published>2007-11-09T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T10:41:01.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WE are PREGNANT!</title><content type='html'>Well I seem to be doing most the work!! lol &lt;br /&gt;We are almost 14 weeks and counting down the days until I stop feeling green.  We had a ultrasound last week which was amazing.  I had so much fun just watching Kendall's expression. It was weird to see this little person moving around like crazy and not be able to feel it.  Although I have feeling that this baby does not hold still much (Kendall is the dad after all=).&lt;br /&gt;We are also surprised at how many of our facebook friends are also prego!!  What a baby boom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, just a quick update!! ttyl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-8206909860482120132?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/8206909860482120132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=8206909860482120132' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8206909860482120132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/8206909860482120132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2007/11/we-are-pregnant.html' title='WE are PREGNANT!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-3933903178670105224</id><published>2007-10-12T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T17:37:45.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag...now I'm It!</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged by &lt;a href="http://whiddens.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Nilsson Family&lt;/a&gt;. I'll give it a shot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;-attached or single- Attached&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;-best friends- Kendall would have to be my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;-cake or pie- Borh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;-day of choice- Saturday cuz I get sleep in and then do whatever I want!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;-essential item- Camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt;-fave color- Blue- have always been a tom boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;-gummy bears or worms- Gummy Bears all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;-hometown- Buffalo Flats (aka Leavitt) Alberta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;-indulgences- M&amp;amp;M Ice Cream Sandwichs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J&lt;/strong&gt;-january or july- Oh July for two reasons: 1) My birthday and 2) Summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K&lt;/strong&gt;-kids- Not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;- life is incomplete without- My husband!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;-marriage data- August 26, 2006 in the Cardston Alberta Temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;-# of siblings- 2 Sisters and 1 Brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;-oranges or apples- Normally I don't like either one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;-phobias or fears- Needles, there is no way I get one unless I have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q&lt;/strong&gt;-quotes-I'll Decide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;-reason to smile- Fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;-season- Summer, as long as it is not toooo hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;- tag three- &lt;a href="http://kimsueellen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Krysett&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brooke&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://the-francis-family.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alisha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt;-unknown fact about me- I have six toes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V&lt;/strong&gt;-vegetarian or oppressor of animals- Oppresser- if that's what you want to call it that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt;-worst habit- I have to plan everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X&lt;/strong&gt;-xrays or ultrasounds- Well I've only had x-rays at the dentist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;-your fave food- Pasta!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Z&lt;/strong&gt;-zodiac- cancer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-3933903178670105224?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/3933903178670105224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=3933903178670105224' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/3933903178670105224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/3933903178670105224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2007/10/tagnow-im-it.html' title='Tag...now I&apos;m It!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-2901375267628273909</id><published>2007-08-31T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T17:09:13.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T or F</title><content type='html'>Just found this and felt like a little bit of a change from my usual on here lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;True or False&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to be the center of attention. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;False&lt;/span&gt;. I would rather just enjoy the group having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a tattoo. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;False&lt;/span&gt;. I never wanted to because I am such a chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a piercing. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;. I have reduced the number I have though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a cat. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;False&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dog. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;False&lt;/span&gt;. I had to give her away=( Stupid Calgary Landlord/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been sent to the principal's office. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;False.&lt;/span&gt; I was a brown-noser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been suspended. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;False&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gotten detention. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;False&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been expelled. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;False.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gotten in a fight at school. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;False&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost an iPod. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;False&lt;/span&gt;. I wish I had an iPod to loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost a cell phone. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;False.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have listened to classical music and enjoyed it. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have listened to rap and enjoyed it. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have listened to showtunes and enjoyed it. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen a movie with Lindsay Lohan in it. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;False&lt;/span&gt;. I have never even seen one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have taken an art class. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;False&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have written a song. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;False&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have written a poem. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been part of a wedding party. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been to a funeral. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have baked a cake. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have baked cookies. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have bought shoes that cost over a hundred dollars.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; False&lt;/span&gt;. I am way way to cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made fun of someone. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;. Lots of the time it's right to there face!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have read a Harry Potter book. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;False&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have read the Chronicles of Narnia. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I own a dictionary. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I own a thesaurus. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a cavity. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have broken a bone. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;False&lt;/span&gt;. Which is crazy because I am the most uncoordinated person I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had an X-Ray. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;. Well teeth x-rays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had chicken pox. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had pnuemonia. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;False&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a child. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;False&lt;/span&gt;. But I have already decided how it's going to go=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been in a parade. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have sung karaoke. Outside of my house- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a cup of tea. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have sang in public. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;. I was in Girls Choir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have danced in public. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made a teacher cry. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;False&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made a teacher laugh. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been to the house of one of my teachers. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen The Princess Bride. "As you wish!" &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have faked sick. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have taken a foreign language class. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;. French.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have spoke in a British accent for an entire day.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; False&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have fallen of a horse. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have riden a horse. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;. Hello I used to rodeo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have placed a saddle on a horse. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have driven a tractor. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;False&lt;/span&gt;. My dad never trusted me enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have held a rat. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;False.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gotten a free doughnut at Krispy Kreme.&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; True&lt;/span&gt;. And it melted in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen a teacher outside of school and said "hi" to them. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen a teacher outside of school and ignored them. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have cried myself to sleep. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have written a love letter. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have recieved a love letter. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been to Disneyland. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;False&lt;/span&gt;. One day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have left the country. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tall. I think I'm average. Is 5'7 tall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fat. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am skinny. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;False&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in love. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;. Ahhh I love Kenny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am loved. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am alive. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am depressed. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;. Usually it is my own fault&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish it were summer. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;, I wish summer would stay a bit longer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was older. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;False.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was younger. Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could start over. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;False&lt;/span&gt;. The best parts of life would be lost! Hello watch Butterfly Effect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-2901375267628273909?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/2901375267628273909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=2901375267628273909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/2901375267628273909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/2901375267628273909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2007/08/t-or-f.html' title='T or F'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-2659260431261858936</id><published>2007-08-16T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T19:08:31.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Julie's personality type</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are An ISFJ&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/isfj.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nurturer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a strong need to belong, and you very loyal.&lt;br /&gt;A good listener, you excel at helping others in practical ways.&lt;br /&gt;In your spare time, you enjoy engaging your senses through art, cooking, and music.&lt;br /&gt;You find it easy to be devoted to one person, who you do special things for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you express your emotions through actions.&lt;br /&gt;Taking care of someone is how you love them. And you do it well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you do well in a structured environment. You complete tasks well and on time.&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good interior designer, chef, or child psychologist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you see yourself: Competent, dependable, and detail oriented&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When other people don't get you, they see you as: Boring, dominant, and stuck in a rut&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-2659260431261858936?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/2659260431261858936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=2659260431261858936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/2659260431261858936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/2659260431261858936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2007/08/julies-personality-type.html' title='Julie&apos;s personality type'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-7606331293000046348</id><published>2007-08-07T10:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T10:03:26.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling the itch</title><content type='html'>Well my two best friends from back in my Lethbridge days are both prego!  And to add to it they are due just a day apart! And I was not even consulted!!! Ya I can't deny that I have been thinking alot about babies lately.  My mother-in-law is gonna love hearing this! Just to clarify I am NOT Prego (although I may look it).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-7606331293000046348?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/7606331293000046348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=7606331293000046348' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/7606331293000046348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/7606331293000046348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2007/08/feeling-itch.html' title='Feeling the itch'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-34381686342468871</id><published>2007-08-07T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T09:59:39.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while!</title><content type='html'>Well we just got back from our big camping trip!!  I took alot of convincing to get Kendall to come (he's a workaholic) but we both had a tons of fun.&lt;br /&gt;  First we went to Cataract Creek which we were relieved was not included in the fire ban.  We had a little scare with a bear who wanted to get into the garbage bin. I was a little paranoid after that, especially since we were sleeping in a tent!!!!!  Ashlee will understand.  The next night I heard something and so I was scared to death, I even stared locking and unlocking my van hoping it would scare it away.  We went on a nice hike to the falls (picts will follow).  &lt;br /&gt;Second was Wasa Lake in BC!  I was soo excited when two of my uncles and their families were there at the same time.  We learned new games, went hiking, went cliff jumping (into a lake) and got drug around in tubes with an awesome boat!!  All in all it was a blast.&lt;br /&gt;Finally we met up with the Allreds at Dickey Lake in Montana.  Unfortunately we were not allowed to have campfires here=(  But on the upside Kendall’s parents had their trailer so we had lots of good food.  The whole crew was there (minus Steve and Tara). I took them to Big Sky Waterslides, we swam in the lake, went shopping in Kalispell and ate a lot of food. I was amazing how cheap food is in the states!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now we are home, tired and Kendall’s a little burnt!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-34381686342468871?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/34381686342468871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=34381686342468871' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/34381686342468871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/34381686342468871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-4113410140407108774</id><published>2007-07-23T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T19:38:46.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TOOOOO HOOOTTTTT!!!!!</title><content type='html'>What in the world is going on?  It is not supposed to be this not in Southern Alberta, especially for this long.  I am looking at the thermometer in my house and it is reading 96F!!  I am melting.... slowly but surely I will end up in a puddle on the floor. Even at night it is HOT!  We are supposed to getting a window AC unit!!!  I think I will kiss is when I feel the cold air pumping into my house)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-4113410140407108774?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/4113410140407108774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=4113410140407108774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/4113410140407108774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/4113410140407108774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2007/07/tooooo-hooottttt.html' title='TOOOOO HOOOTTTTT!!!!!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-4881570048652907010</id><published>2007-06-17T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T11:53:34.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Fun</title><content type='html'>Us branding at the Bevans Ranch, we used a 'North Fork' which I am still not sure about. It was a super hot day, but we gotter dun! Here's some Pict:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/RnWBOWoDF1I/AAAAAAAAALY/9A-Bf90tDrE/s1600-h/Puppy+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077106238521808722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/RnWBOWoDF1I/AAAAAAAAALY/9A-Bf90tDrE/s200/Puppy+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/RnV7WmoDFuI/AAAAAAAAAKg/EEY3y5GX1A8/s1600-h/Puppy+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077099783185962722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/RnV7WmoDFuI/AAAAAAAAAKg/EEY3y5GX1A8/s200/Puppy+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked everyone into going to Spruce Meadows!!!!! I was sooo happy! The highlight was definitely the Praire Dogs (like the Super Dogs). Here's some pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/RnV_iWoDF0I/AAAAAAAAALQ/zKoQpAQb6Ho/s1600-h/Puppy+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077104383095936834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/RnV_iWoDF0I/AAAAAAAAALQ/zKoQpAQb6Ho/s200/Puppy+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/RnV9mmoDFxI/AAAAAAAAAK4/lByMK2LyMyo/s1600-h/Puppy+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077102257087125266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/RnV9mmoDFxI/AAAAAAAAAK4/lByMK2LyMyo/s200/Puppy+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/RnV9m2oDFyI/AAAAAAAAALA/aI1nvlCAQo0/s1600-h/Puppy+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077102261382092578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/RnV9m2oDFyI/AAAAAAAAALA/aI1nvlCAQo0/s200/Puppy+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/RnV9m2oDFzI/AAAAAAAAALI/wlkqaq6ric0/s1600-h/Puppy+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077102261382092594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/RnV9m2oDFzI/AAAAAAAAALI/wlkqaq6ric0/s200/Puppy+007.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/2951727140649409992-4881570048652907010?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/4881570048652907010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=4881570048652907010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/4881570048652907010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/4881570048652907010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2007/06/weekend-fun.html' title='Weekend Fun'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/RnWBOWoDF1I/AAAAAAAAALY/9A-Bf90tDrE/s72-c/Puppy+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-2061944354623607248</id><published>2007-06-12T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T10:37:24.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Weird Thing</title><content type='html'>I was just sitting here and I thought of another odd thing I do!!  I know the alphabet according to which number they are.  Like A is #1, J is #10, O is 15 and so forth.  What I then do is stare at things (mostly license plates) and see if I can 'cancel' out the all the numbers and letters!  I know it is hard to understand.  So say the Plate is: CHP 311  - well the c is 3, the h is 8 and the p is 16. So if you add the number you get 5, plus the c (3) = 8, plus the h (8)= 16 !!! Which cancels out the p!!! (16-16=0) I told you it was weird!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-2061944354623607248?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/2061944354623607248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=2061944354623607248' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/2061944354623607248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/2061944354623607248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2007/06/another-weird-thing.html' title='Another Weird Thing'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-6107110870650473676</id><published>2007-06-05T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T09:08:41.373-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our Wedding'/><title type='text'>Our BIG day!!!</title><content type='html'>Everything fell together for us and on a beatiful day in Auguest we were married in the Cardston Alberta Temple.  We were soo lucky that so many of our family and closest friends could be there with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/Rc0hqKgav-I/AAAAAAAAAAs/_WvbHS1iwDI/s1600-h/ALL.190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029713367101259746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/Rc0hqKgav-I/AAAAAAAAAAs/_WvbHS1iwDI/s320/ALL.190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/Rc0hqqgav_I/AAAAAAAAAA0/6WENSP7PKy0/s1600-h/ALL.184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029713375691194354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/Rc0hqqgav_I/AAAAAAAAAA0/6WENSP7PKy0/s320/ALL.184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/Rc0bWKgav8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/V7yh1HOYHew/s1600-h/ALL.012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029706426434109378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 348px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px" height="173" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/Rc0bWKgav8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/V7yh1HOYHew/s320/ALL.012.jpg" width="257" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-6107110870650473676?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/6107110870650473676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=6107110870650473676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/6107110870650473676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/6107110870650473676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2007/02/our-big-day.html' title='Our BIG day!!!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/Rc0hqKgav-I/AAAAAAAAAAs/_WvbHS1iwDI/s72-c/ALL.190.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-1042299609537142930</id><published>2007-05-29T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T18:14:01.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello- I have no idea what I am doing!!</title><content type='html'>OK so I just cannot work this Blog Spot Stuff! So sorry Ash for not responding to you and for copying you (I have no good ideas).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been tagged by Ashlee to list 8 unknown/odd things about me. I enlisted my husband's services in coming up with some of these. Although he says most of my weirdness is just because I am a girl. In the end I could only find 5, anywho here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I have no idea where my body is!!! I am constanitly walking into things, tripping over things and giving myself strange bruises. Almost everyday I have a new little something to figure out where it came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) My tongue is always sticking out when I am concentrating. When I was little it was out when I was barrel racing and my Grandpa would tell me that I was going to bite it off! I thought that I had out-grown this, but this weekend when I was helping friends lay sod they were laugh at me.  (Our kids don't have a chance because Kendall does the same thing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I get really, really carried away when I start baking.  I don't normally bake things, but once I start look out.  We went to fairmont hot springs with the Allreds and I made like ten things. Sex in a pan, cinnamon buns, peanut brittle, choc. dipped pretzels.....  And like half of it got wasted=(  There was just too much food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I have no filter, whatever comes into my head comes out of my mouth.  I really am a nice person, but the things that come out sometimes....  I also forget to filter out the funny little things too. Today at work I was singing about Chocolate Milk! Yummy... My co-workers had a big laugh=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I think that I am bigger than my husband! While he is not a BIG guy, I am definitely smaller. Still everytime we are getting ready I look in the mirror and make sure that I am indeed smaller than Kendall. (Don't even get me started on wearing high heels=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951727140649409992-1042299609537142930?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/1042299609537142930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=1042299609537142930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/1042299609537142930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/1042299609537142930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello-i-have-no-idea-what-i-am-doing.html' title='Hello- I have no idea what I am doing!!'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-205171896322897219</id><published>2007-05-29T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T20:23:38.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Slideshow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-c6.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=216172782122554054&amp;amp;site=widget-c6.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:300px" 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?ad=0&amp;amp;tt=24&amp;amp;sk=27&amp;amp;cy=bb&amp;amp;th=23&amp;amp;id=216172782122554054&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c6.slide.com/p1/216172782122554054/bb_t024_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;amp;tt=24&amp;amp;sk=27&amp;amp;cy=bb&amp;amp;th=23&amp;amp;id=216172782122554054&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c6.slide.com/p2/216172782122554054/bb_t024_v000_a000_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/2951727140649409992-205171896322897219?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/205171896322897219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=205171896322897219' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/205171896322897219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/205171896322897219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-slideshow.html' title='My Slideshow'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-6380791569766885025</id><published>2007-02-11T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T13:59:50.842-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allred Ride'/><title type='text'>Riding with the Allred's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/Rc-UX6gawuI/AAAAAAAAAJc/roTEswZjIGc/s1600-h/117_117B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030402447359263458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/Rc-UX6gawuI/AAAAAAAAAJc/roTEswZjIGc/s320/117_117B.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kendall on Jackie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/Rc-UYKgawvI/AAAAAAAAAJk/8m6hDjWm_l4/s1600-h/Linda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030402451654230770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/Rc-UYKgawvI/AAAAAAAAAJk/8m6hDjWm_l4/s320/Linda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Linda on Fancy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/Rc-UYKgawwI/AAAAAAAAAJs/qHR1XuG21AQ/s1600-h/115_115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030402451654230786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/Rc-UYKgawwI/AAAAAAAAAJs/qHR1XuG21AQ/s320/115_115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/Rc-UYagawxI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/-Ew4AR1rDyI/s1600-h/120_120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030402455949198098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/Rc-UYagawxI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/-Ew4AR1rDyI/s320/120_120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tim on Dandy and Brad on 'Paint'&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/2951727140649409992-6380791569766885025?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/6380791569766885025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=6380791569766885025' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/6380791569766885025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/6380791569766885025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2007/02/riding-with-allreds.html' title='Riding with the Allred&apos;s'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/Rc-UX6gawuI/AAAAAAAAAJc/roTEswZjIGc/s72-c/117_117B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951727140649409992.post-3905123583420504899</id><published>2007-02-11T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T13:59:06.947-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hurt again'/><title type='text'>Kendall's Ankle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/Rc-RWKgawoI/AAAAAAAAAIk/5bEjwUxelCU/s1600-h/111_111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030399118759608962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/Rc-RWKgawoI/AAAAAAAAAIk/5bEjwUxelCU/s320/111_111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/Rc-RWagawpI/AAAAAAAAAIs/oKEgQYgzCSY/s1600-h/112_112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030399123054576274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/Rc-RWagawpI/AAAAAAAAAIs/oKEgQYgzCSY/s320/112_112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;About two weeks before the wedding Kendall sprained his ankle really badly. (I think he did it for attention!) &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/2951727140649409992-3905123583420504899?l=kandjallred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/feeds/3905123583420504899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951727140649409992&amp;postID=3905123583420504899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/3905123583420504899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951727140649409992/posts/default/3905123583420504899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandjallred.blogspot.com/2007/02/about-two-weeks-before-wedding-kendall.html' title='Kendall&apos;s Ankle'/><author><name>Julie Allred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194550013289111444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/SXFK-8ciFzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RBTMEcDbpP0/S220/IMG_0604_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qbgIR4yFPY/Rc-RWKgawoI/AAAAAAAAAIk/5bEjwUxelCU/s72-c/111_111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
