<?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-256361843131496495</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:45:59.443-06:00</updated><category term='weeds'/><category term='Becky&apos;s kids'/><category term='Matt'/><category term='Sundays'/><category term='summer'/><category term='Paul'/><category term='Buttter'/><category term='Fourth of July'/><title type='text'>Mmm...these mashed potatoes are so creamy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256361843131496495/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsontribe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14825752379862508166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256361843131496495.post-557116666156298260</id><published>2009-05-31T21:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T21:26:40.116-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our life is like a party, come and join us!</title><content type='html'>Life is good for the Wilson family! We love each other and have such a blast together all the time! We have had the opportunity to have all five children in the state of Utah a couple times already this year and all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grand kids&lt;/span&gt; here at Mom and Dads house a couple of times also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year has been laced with joy and sorrow. We morn the loss of Becky's little baby boy Jet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Gailey&lt;/span&gt;. He was so cute and sweet. He had down syndrome and a heart &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;condition&lt;/span&gt; and the birth was just too much for him. We are putting the pieces back together as a family and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;exercising&lt;/span&gt; our faith &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dani's youngest Brother Cole died about three weeks ago which was also major blow to us. He was 21 and in good shape. For whatever reason the lord called him home early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you all and are so grateful for the amazing friends and family you are! Don't ever be shy to call or drop by! We would love it! We just might throw some ice cream together and hand crank it for you! Or make a fire in the wheel barrow and make some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Smor's&lt;/span&gt;! We love to have good times especially with those we love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one more week of school (for the granite and cache county school districts) and Mom and I are ready for it! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;! It has been a long and eventful year for both of us but we both love all that we do and would never change it for anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben graduated from USU with his Bachelors in Landscape architecture, he is now looking for a job, any leads?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;CJ&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;prego&lt;/span&gt; again a little boy this time. PT was hoping for a girl &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; so they could use the same clothes over again, no such luck there. He is so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good we are blessed! We work hard a play hard! The Gospel is very very enriching and the service we render for others and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; from others &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; of it is amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all are doing well! All of our love! The Wilson Family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256361843131496495-557116666156298260?l=wilsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/557116666156298260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256361843131496495&amp;postID=557116666156298260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256361843131496495/posts/default/557116666156298260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256361843131496495/posts/default/557116666156298260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsontribe.blogspot.com/2009/05/six-months-is-bit-long.html' title='Our life is like a party, come and join us!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06563016096211046170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256361843131496495.post-6846436115274426819</id><published>2009-01-04T11:35:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T11:54:28.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>Happy New year Y'all! The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt; is doing great! We are all looking forward to a new year. With even bigger and better Wilson family excitement! (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; not quite sure if this is possible, 2008 was a year that will never be forgotten! But hey we will do our best!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays were great! The opportunity that we had to spend time with each other and grow together...closer than we already are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are grateful for the blessings we are in each others lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt and Dani's oldest boy, Ethan, got baptized in December, Ben and Maddie went up to see it happen. I can't believe Ethan is eight! SHUT UP! After one week of being their Sidney is now in love with Uncle Ben. She has forgotten all about Uncle Paul. Which is funny to me. I still hold to that idea that I am her favorite over all!  It snowed up in Seattle, which never really happens, so there was slick roads. But the kids got to play in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PT and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;CJ&lt;/span&gt; got new couches and love their house and ward and neighborhood. Which is way good. Little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Raegan&lt;/span&gt; is growing so fast! How is that possible? She is such a doll and has a little diva attitude already! Look out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky and Kurt are awesome! There kids are so funny and cute! Becky has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; a patience! Tommy has lots of buttons and they get pushed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; which results in screaming and crying, He will grow out of it right? All that matters is that he is my number one Eskimo kisser and I love it! Bill has decided that he will own me as an Aunt he will now come up and give me hugs and kisses! I am alive! Lily is a genius! Her teacher continues to rave about it, I think she took a test to place her in an advanced class maybe? Or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;Becky is pregnant with their fourth Child, A little Boy! We are so excited and can't wait to welcome him into the world in April!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben and Maddie are doing great, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;kickin&lt;/span&gt;' it up in Logan with me. Ben will graduate this semester with a Bachelors in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;landscape&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;architecture&lt;/span&gt;. I assume he is excited. Maddie is a sweet and wonderful as ever! How is there someone that sweet? I don't know but she is. I will be sad to see them leave Logan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Umm&lt;/span&gt;...nothing has really changed...My life is about the same. If you ever want to know what I am doing check out my own blog &lt;a href="http://www.helenshysteria.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.helenshysteria.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. I update it about once a week. Sometimes more. I generally post everything from school to dating to family! It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad are serving at west ridge academy. Dad as the Branch President and Mom as the Young &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;women's&lt;/span&gt; President. They have come to love the girls, I don't think they were expecting that. Mom loves her job! she teaches seventh and Ninth graders foods and sewing and she is amazing at it! I don't know what she would do without her job, Go insane most likely.&lt;br /&gt;Dad is as amazing as ever! I think he loves his job, he doesn't complain about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; for sure, I think he likes being the only one it Utah really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all doing amazing! And are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; that we are an Eternal Family! What a huge blessing this is. We get to be together forever! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;It's a&lt;/span&gt; good thing we like each other, I would even go as far to say that we love each other! Who knew?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year! We hope you recognize your blessings and know that we love all of you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256361843131496495-6846436115274426819?l=wilsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/6846436115274426819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256361843131496495&amp;postID=6846436115274426819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256361843131496495/posts/default/6846436115274426819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256361843131496495/posts/default/6846436115274426819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsontribe.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Helen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256361843131496495.post-8270226083531604427</id><published>2008-11-27T19:07:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T19:17:53.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow...it has been too long</title><content type='html'>So I haven't updated the family blog for a while. Oops. Life just go busy and then I started to feel bad because I started my own blog and if I have enough time to write there I should have enough time to write here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt and Dani and their crew are still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kickin&lt;/span&gt;' it up in Seattle. All seems to be well with them. If I have my way I will go and work up there this summer and live with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see...Paul and Cammie Jo found an awesome house down in Cedar Hills. It is huge and really cute. There little girl is so cute! She really isn't a baby anymore. she is now a little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky and Kurt are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ridiculously&lt;/span&gt; happy. All of there kids are so cute and sweet. I have never met sweeter children in my life. They are expecting number four in April. I have a feeling that Lily is praying for a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben and Maddie are up in Logan until this spring when Ben will graduate and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hopefully&lt;/span&gt; find a job in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Utah&lt;/span&gt;. If not its out of state for them so he can get some experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me...I am great. I am up at Utah Sate Majoring in Special Ed. I work in a in a Special Ed class room up there and I love it! I am so happy with my choice in a major. I almost went crazy making a decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the Family up date for now. Maybe I will write again in a few more months. Hopefully sooner!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256361843131496495-8270226083531604427?l=wilsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/8270226083531604427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256361843131496495&amp;postID=8270226083531604427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256361843131496495/posts/default/8270226083531604427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256361843131496495/posts/default/8270226083531604427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/11/wowit-has-been-too-long.html' title='Wow...it has been too long'/><author><name>Helen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256361843131496495.post-6208053864882600150</id><published>2008-07-04T12:37:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T12:56:02.723-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fourth of July'/><title type='text'>Life picks up after the 4th!</title><content type='html'>Well we are all gearing up for the up coming weeks. Mom and I go to stake girls camp next week, we are excited...Kinda. Mom is stake camp corrdinator and I am incharged of crafts. It should be fun. Matt and Dani and the crew are coming down from Rexburg this weekend, that will be a blas. I miss those kids more than anything. Sidney will be excited to see Uncle Paul, she has a picture of him that she carries around. When she misplaces it and then finds it again she hugs it to her chest and exclaims "Uncle Paul!". SO... life will be getting CRAZY around here! We are all really excited! We miss Matt and Dani and there kids so much! We love it when they come to visit. It is really cool though to be able to say to people, "My brother works for Nintendo!" You all know you are jealous! Our whole family hopes you all have a wonderful, fun, and safe 4th of July!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256361843131496495-6208053864882600150?l=wilsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/6208053864882600150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256361843131496495&amp;postID=6208053864882600150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256361843131496495/posts/default/6208053864882600150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256361843131496495/posts/default/6208053864882600150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/07/life-picks-up-after-4th.html' title='Life picks up after the 4th!'/><author><name>Helen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256361843131496495.post-7978947580260877072</id><published>2008-06-29T17:16:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T14:35:22.589-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sundays'/><title type='text'>One of those CRAZY sunday's!</title><content type='html'>So today has been a bit of a rush. Mom and Dad left at 7:15 am for a 7:30 meeting at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WRA&lt;/span&gt;. So Paul and I were on our own. I got up at 8:15 and started to get ready, I was going to go to Mom and Dads new branch and hear them speak. I was planning on asking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Paul&lt;/span&gt; if he wanted to come with me. As I rushed up stairs ( because at this point it was 8:55) Paul was just getting out of the shower. So I went to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;WRA&lt;/span&gt; branch alone. Mom and Dad's talks were great!&lt;br /&gt;Later in the day Mom and I went to hear one of our Neighbors give his homecoming talk.&lt;br /&gt;I was tired when the meeting started. Which didn't help with the coming story, I was a little muddle brained.&lt;br /&gt;When we got home we ate dinner...after everything was done and over Paul and I decided to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;divvy&lt;/span&gt; up the dishes. So I took clearing the table and loading all of the dishes. Paul chose to clear the counter and clean all of the pots and pans. So I started to do my jobs (right away of course) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Paul&lt;/span&gt; sits his butt down in the red chair in the corner of the kitchen. So, an argument ensued because I couldn't to my job without &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Paul&lt;/span&gt; doing his job and of course because we had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;divided&lt;/span&gt; up the jobs I couldn't even touch anything that had to do with one of Paul's jobs. Well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt; Mom did the thing that I needed Paul to do. ( I had thrown a tin foil ball while we were bantering.) I also ended up putting the leftover baked potatos in the fridge even though that was part of Paul's job. See how nice I am?!&lt;br /&gt;Now it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Paul's&lt;/span&gt; turn to do his jobs, so sat my butt in the red chair in the corner of the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;Then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Paul&lt;/span&gt; started to throw the tin foil ball at me. He Hit me maybe 50% of the time compared to me hitting him only 10% of the time.&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was pretty fun doing the dishes with Paul, better than it would have been by myself. It was fun and we were laughing the whole time. It helped that we were all super tired. Now were are gearing up for chocolate popcorn...Yum!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256361843131496495-7978947580260877072?l=wilsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/7978947580260877072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256361843131496495&amp;postID=7978947580260877072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256361843131496495/posts/default/7978947580260877072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256361843131496495/posts/default/7978947580260877072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-of-those-crazy-sundays.html' title='One of those CRAZY sunday&apos;s!'/><author><name>Helen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256361843131496495.post-5994068159712743551</id><published>2008-06-26T16:17:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T16:31:12.300-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weeds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Wow!!Look at all of the weeds</title><content type='html'>Today Mom and I were out weeding our vegetable garden, mostly the bean row , when I said to her: " Wow, I think this is the most weeds we have ever had!" She cracked up and informed me that this was nothing compared to the days when our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;garden&lt;/span&gt; was literally half of our yard. I don't remember this because I was maybe three. I do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; the time when I knocked the baby birds out of the nest in the field outback and we all dug and burned to look for worms to feed the one surviving bird. I'm pretty sure it died because I don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; finding any worms or the bird eating anything. This wouldn't have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; if my older brothers hadn't told me that there was a birds nest out there and then told me that a monster would eat me if I went into the field. HI! Like I was going to miss the opportunity to see a whole bunch of baby birds! I blame it all on them.&lt;br /&gt;I also remember Mom making us pull weeds as a punishment. I hated doing that.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, all of the side story's in this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;entry&lt;/span&gt; were not the point. The point is that I have obviously not worked in the garden for along time to think that the apparent minimal amount of weeds that have sprung up in little clusters all over our garden (according to where the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;drip l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ine&lt;/span&gt; lies) is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;. I have enjoyed the fruit of others labor. Ha, and I liked it! Is that just awful of me to say? I hope not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256361843131496495-5994068159712743551?l=wilsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/5994068159712743551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256361843131496495&amp;postID=5994068159712743551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256361843131496495/posts/default/5994068159712743551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256361843131496495/posts/default/5994068159712743551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/06/wowlook-at-all-of-weeds.html' title='Wow!!Look at all of the weeds'/><author><name>Helen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256361843131496495.post-5636963265124871009</id><published>2008-06-25T15:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T15:54:06.468-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buttter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Becky&apos;s kids'/><title type='text'>MMM...Butter</title><content type='html'>Today Mom, Becky and I were sitting outback talking as the kids were playing in the pool. (a $7.99 Reams special. I don't care what you say I love that store!) After maybe two hours the kids got tired of the water and went inside to find further adventures. Mom never used to let us inside while we were wet. Further proof that she has grown soft over the years. We were still sitting out back talking.&lt;br /&gt;After about 10 min Becky looks inside and notices that Lilly has gotten the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Parkay&lt;/span&gt; Butter spray and is spraying it into Tommy's, Billy's and her mouth. We cracked up! Mostly because it's not like they have ever seen anyone in our family ever do this and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Becky's&lt;/span&gt; kids could do with the fat. If only it wasn't reduced fat!!&lt;br /&gt;We thought it was hilarious, it made our day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256361843131496495-5636963265124871009?l=wilsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/5636963265124871009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256361843131496495&amp;postID=5636963265124871009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256361843131496495/posts/default/5636963265124871009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256361843131496495/posts/default/5636963265124871009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/06/mmmbutter.html' title='MMM...Butter'/><author><name>Helen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256361843131496495.post-7216797658493877511</id><published>2008-06-23T11:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T11:28:53.349-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The life of the Wilson's such as it is.</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone out there. We have taken over the blog that Matt made about a year ago. Mom and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt; that it would be fun to let all of you know how our crazy lives are going. Well they are going crazy! Mom is out of school for the summer and is working like a machine. I don't know how she does it. She gets more done in a day than most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; get done in a week! Dad it great, he just got a new church calling. He is the Branch President of the Girls Ranch branch. He is nervous and a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;apprehensive&lt;/span&gt; about the job. I think he will be awesome. He really is one of the sweetest men on the face of the planet. I hope he can do some good for the girls who are staying at the Girls ranch. It Is called the West Ridge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Academy&lt;/span&gt; so we will now call it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;WRA&lt;/span&gt; from now on. I,Helen, am doing wonderful. I am taking classes this summer a Math and a Computer class. I'm not sure why I have decided to torture myself like this but...life goes on. All in all we are great. Paul and Cammie Jo and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Raegan&lt;/span&gt; are living with us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; they find a house to buy or August comes around...which ever comes first, they are doing awesome,they would be doing better if they weren't living at there parents house. Paul landed a job with a company called Cascade &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;engineering&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;solutions&lt;/span&gt;. He says he is enjoying it but there are times when he feels like the intern. Cammie Jo has gone down to Arizona for a week and Tulsa for a week to see her parents and to go to her brothers wedding. I think she might be ready for a house, it would be hard to live with your in-laws (Hello!). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Raegan&lt;/span&gt; is as cute as ever. loves to pull her self up on anything and walk around things. She is one of the happiest babies on the face of the planet. One of her favorite things is to pull the clean and folded laundry out of the basket and then crawl away.&lt;br /&gt;Life is and adventure for all of us right now and we try to take it one step at a time. How hard would it be to take it all at once. This post is forever long. Hopefully the only long one I ever write.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256361843131496495-7216797658493877511?l=wilsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/7216797658493877511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256361843131496495&amp;postID=7216797658493877511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256361843131496495/posts/default/7216797658493877511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256361843131496495/posts/default/7216797658493877511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/06/life-of-wilsons-such-as-it-is.html' title='The life of the Wilson&apos;s such as it is.'/><author><name>Helen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256361843131496495.post-5396874749522248614</id><published>2007-06-28T18:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T18:18:16.422-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Welcome to the new Wilson Family blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256361843131496495-5396874749522248614?l=wilsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/5396874749522248614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256361843131496495&amp;postID=5396874749522248614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256361843131496495/posts/default/5396874749522248614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256361843131496495/posts/default/5396874749522248614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsontribe.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-blog.html' title='New blog'/><author><name>Helen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
