<?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-551259419520423137</id><updated>2012-02-08T22:42:34.770-08:00</updated><category term='Easter Egg hunt at Grandma&apos;s'/><category term='Auntie Peg'/><category term='bryanna&apos;s play game'/><category term='Wyatt&apos;s hair cut'/><category term='Skating with Ethan'/><category term='Thanksgiving at mom&apos;s'/><category term='Keshia'/><title type='text'>PERRY BUNCH</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>199</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-3464270489031524031</id><published>2011-05-19T13:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T19:07:38.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom &amp; Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;They are headed to the M.T.C. They were set apart this morning as missionary's of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. They are super excited to take this on.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4pBmnFgFD-c/TdWFws-jkHI/AAAAAAAADtA/afiXm-YSTgw/s1600/366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608535982713573490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4pBmnFgFD-c/TdWFws-jkHI/AAAAAAAADtA/afiXm-YSTgw/s320/366.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KH-Ikxa2-OI/TdWFwUPK5jI/AAAAAAAADs4/hxdxjugNEK0/s1600/372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608535976072373810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KH-Ikxa2-OI/TdWFwUPK5jI/AAAAAAAADs4/hxdxjugNEK0/s320/372.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The last shot! Best of luck to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e-uRf0hvr_Q/TdWFwLdvx1I/AAAAAAAADsw/PmXLL5yOOxM/s1600/376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608535973717591890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e-uRf0hvr_Q/TdWFwLdvx1I/AAAAAAAADsw/PmXLL5yOOxM/s320/376.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They will be missed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-3464270489031524031?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/3464270489031524031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=3464270489031524031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/3464270489031524031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/3464270489031524031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2011/05/mom-dad.html' title='Mom &amp; Dad'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4pBmnFgFD-c/TdWFws-jkHI/AAAAAAAADtA/afiXm-YSTgw/s72-c/366.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-6387242946736946733</id><published>2011-05-04T07:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T19:07:28.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Call!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had this idea of mom &amp;amp; dad sitting outside waiting for the mailman to bring them their mission call. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yu6bg8PeWHg/TcFfMJKClzI/AAAAAAAADsI/SWYRfS78ypI/s1600/430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602864073646708530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yu6bg8PeWHg/TcFfMJKClzI/AAAAAAAADsI/SWYRfS78ypI/s320/430.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7KQHR7ZP3fA/TcFeUq3tJHI/AAAAAAAADsA/BHKHTYWlW_0/s1600/435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602863120623936626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7KQHR7ZP3fA/TcFeUq3tJHI/AAAAAAAADsA/BHKHTYWlW_0/s320/435.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sAJknl3ClXg/TcFeUKYoQRI/AAAAAAAADr4/wj3DtPg2AkU/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602863111903658258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sAJknl3ClXg/TcFeUKYoQRI/AAAAAAAADr4/wj3DtPg2AkU/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gcd_T4xdeeE/TcFeT3VDYQI/AAAAAAAADrw/Nmv_MvsvQz4/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602863106788385026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gcd_T4xdeeE/TcFeT3VDYQI/AAAAAAAADrw/Nmv_MvsvQz4/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wMqcrhNInKk/TcFeTtH6jQI/AAAAAAAADro/6jDdnE-gLRE/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602863104048925954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wMqcrhNInKk/TcFeTtH6jQI/AAAAAAAADro/6jDdnE-gLRE/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yy5gmKL7BoM/TcFeTWm6XqI/AAAAAAAADrg/52JL5n8HBAY/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602863098004922018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yy5gmKL7BoM/TcFeTWm6XqI/AAAAAAAADrg/52JL5n8HBAY/s320/010.JPG" /&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/551259419520423137-6387242946736946733?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/6387242946736946733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=6387242946736946733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/6387242946736946733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/6387242946736946733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2011/05/call.html' title='The Call!'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yu6bg8PeWHg/TcFfMJKClzI/AAAAAAAADsI/SWYRfS78ypI/s72-c/430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-8849544887938018984</id><published>2011-05-04T06:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T19:04:22.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bry student of the week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bry was student of the week. She brought in pictures and a few of her things. She tied a blanket from Christmas time and took that into the class. She had to fill out this poster about her self. On there it asked who her hero was she put down Ethan (a good mommy moment) she says that he helps her with homework.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g08dvL5svHQ/TcFbIetlBvI/AAAAAAAADrQ/LTGT3BGY47Y/s1600/144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602859612666922738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g08dvL5svHQ/TcFbIetlBvI/AAAAAAAADrQ/LTGT3BGY47Y/s320/144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bry wanted me to bring in frog cupcakes. So I did. They turned out super cute. She thought they were awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7WdhGmvuSWA/TcFbIFFCMAI/AAAAAAAADrI/9E_rVr-yXSE/s1600/146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602859605785980930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7WdhGmvuSWA/TcFbIFFCMAI/AAAAAAAADrI/9E_rVr-yXSE/s320/146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We love you girl. You do so well in school and in all that you do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-8849544887938018984?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/8849544887938018984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=8849544887938018984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/8849544887938018984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/8849544887938018984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2011/05/bry-student-of-week.html' title='Bry student of the week!'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g08dvL5svHQ/TcFbIetlBvI/AAAAAAAADrQ/LTGT3BGY47Y/s72-c/144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-2947323868330882532</id><published>2011-05-03T17:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T19:02:43.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bry with Activement day girls!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gooding 1st ward achievement girls put on a play. They have a good group of girls. Their two leaders are awesome. They are on the ball they come up with awesome activities for them&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v0x8bDqUAUQ/TcFZinxQmoI/AAAAAAAADrA/-p1VpP7kJAk/s1600/119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602857862751623810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v0x8bDqUAUQ/TcFZinxQmoI/AAAAAAAADrA/-p1VpP7kJAk/s320/119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That would be Bry she is playing the monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YGgfLej0u-4/TcCXb3vuzrI/AAAAAAAADq4/Zey1Bpyps-k/s1600/121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602644441525309106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YGgfLej0u-4/TcCXb3vuzrI/AAAAAAAADq4/Zey1Bpyps-k/s320/121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good job Bry Faye! We enjoyed coming and watching you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-2947323868330882532?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/2947323868330882532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=2947323868330882532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/2947323868330882532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/2947323868330882532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2011/05/bry-with-activement-day-girls.html' title='Bry with Activement day girls!'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v0x8bDqUAUQ/TcFZinxQmoI/AAAAAAAADrA/-p1VpP7kJAk/s72-c/119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-9023007314726074292</id><published>2011-04-22T21:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T19:00:43.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SuRpRiSe SuRpRiSe  got BuNnIeS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pQ7HHfY70M8/TcBzXBjNWEI/AAAAAAAADqw/IQIACPRL-28/s1600/105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602604775839193154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pQ7HHfY70M8/TcBzXBjNWEI/AAAAAAAADqw/IQIACPRL-28/s320/105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g5XvKlllfr8/TcBzW6KCwaI/AAAAAAAADqo/E_L-2moOH6g/s1600/106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602604773854593442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g5XvKlllfr8/TcBzW6KCwaI/AAAAAAAADqo/E_L-2moOH6g/s320/106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got a knock on the door. There were 2 bunnies in a cage. They had a note with them that told how to take care of them and food was provided. Wyatt was so excited. On the card it said Happy Birthday Wyatt. Inside the card it said, "Enjoy the bunnies Perry family." So we have bunnies that are house broken. Which is totally crazy if you ask me. Well we kept them in the sewing room for couple weeks. Until Michael said they have to go out to the shed or they are gone. (Michael can't not breath) So they went outside. The kids loved them. Kind of fun having pets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-9023007314726074292?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/9023007314726074292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=9023007314726074292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/9023007314726074292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/9023007314726074292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2011/04/surprise-surprise-got-bunnies.html' title='SuRpRiSe SuRpRiSe  got BuNnIeS!'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pQ7HHfY70M8/TcBzXBjNWEI/AAAAAAAADqw/IQIACPRL-28/s72-c/105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-4986012648107706468</id><published>2011-04-21T10:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T18:56:56.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Katie in school play</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Katie's advanced reading class did a play. Katie was Mrs. Johnson the teacher. She took this picture with her buddy Abby&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lyEzC0D4sRQ/TbJOv8y_waI/AAAAAAAADqY/9GNGDQVqYf4/s1600/127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598623872455786914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lyEzC0D4sRQ/TbJOv8y_waI/AAAAAAAADqY/9GNGDQVqYf4/s320/127.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Katie in action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-toDi-zAR65Q/TbJOvtxo3PI/AAAAAAAADqQ/NxKSCaAeE0Q/s1600/139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598623868423560434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-toDi-zAR65Q/TbJOvtxo3PI/AAAAAAAADqQ/NxKSCaAeE0Q/s320/139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The end! It was super cute. She did a great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-orIvZlzTdOs/TbJOvdYXf-I/AAAAAAAADqI/RlZzdCbsKWQ/s1600/142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598623864022597602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-orIvZlzTdOs/TbJOvdYXf-I/AAAAAAAADqI/RlZzdCbsKWQ/s320/142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fun time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-4986012648107706468?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/4986012648107706468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=4986012648107706468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/4986012648107706468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/4986012648107706468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2011/04/katie-in-school-play.html' title='Katie in school play'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lyEzC0D4sRQ/TbJOv8y_waI/AAAAAAAADqY/9GNGDQVqYf4/s72-c/127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-5724902199505131605</id><published>2011-04-21T09:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T18:49:52.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheering at Gooding Varsity Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The girls wanted to go to Cheer camp. We could not make it to the football one, but for Basketball we did. They are ready to cheer at half time for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gooding&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Senators&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KJxa-trGbSU/TbBiAN4XMGI/AAAAAAAADpw/rTrKtw0AOQ0/s1600/292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598082092687110242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KJxa-trGbSU/TbBiAN4XMGI/AAAAAAAADpw/rTrKtw0AOQ0/s320/292.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ellie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r-E8SY04s2A/TbBh_-YMT_I/AAAAAAAADpo/rWPN_SuAkdY/s1600/308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598082088525647858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r-E8SY04s2A/TbBh_-YMT_I/AAAAAAAADpo/rWPN_SuAkdY/s320/308.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ellie working it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rLPFinlBC7A/TbBh_t0gcLI/AAAAAAAADpg/DomI3IvYzkg/s1600/309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598082084081004722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rLPFinlBC7A/TbBh_t0gcLI/AAAAAAAADpg/DomI3IvYzkg/s320/309.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Katie Ann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bXgLjpIcvDE/TbBh_fH5opI/AAAAAAAADpY/jlM_we1oe-c/s1600/371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598082080135815826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bXgLjpIcvDE/TbBh_fH5opI/AAAAAAAADpY/jlM_we1oe-c/s320/371.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Katie with her 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; grade girls. She knew all of her moves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zpijY1C78nQ/TbBh_DyTZQI/AAAAAAAADpQ/gKu-pSApfFs/s1600/341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598082072797472002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zpijY1C78nQ/TbBh_DyTZQI/AAAAAAAADpQ/gKu-pSApfFs/s320/341.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls loved it. They can't wait tell they can do it again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-5724902199505131605?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/5724902199505131605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=5724902199505131605&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/5724902199505131605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/5724902199505131605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2011/04/cheering-at-gooding-varsity-game.html' title='Cheering at Gooding Varsity Game'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KJxa-trGbSU/TbBiAN4XMGI/AAAAAAAADpw/rTrKtw0AOQ0/s72-c/292.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-4708028247973713181</id><published>2011-04-21T09:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T18:48:50.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HaPpY BiRtHdAy WyAtT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;At school celebrating his birthday!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GTsxxPHSHxw/TbBlp66axRI/AAAAAAAADqA/emISfXcOAg4/s1600/111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598086107684848914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GTsxxPHSHxw/TbBlp66axRI/AAAAAAAADqA/emISfXcOAg4/s320/111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wyatt with Teacher Beth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hgZC2c1YrAU/TbBlpuNRKeI/AAAAAAAADp4/u5ps0X8a9mg/s1600/116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598086104274250210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hgZC2c1YrAU/TbBlpuNRKeI/AAAAAAAADp4/u5ps0X8a9mg/s320/116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He got more cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nL65WpOMeb4/TbBf2DTJwUI/AAAAAAAADpI/SPv1vHQhigk/s1600/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598079719024738626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nL65WpOMeb4/TbBf2DTJwUI/AAAAAAAADpI/SPv1vHQhigk/s320/078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad &amp;amp; Uncle &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Acey&lt;/span&gt; putting together his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Thomas&lt;/span&gt; the train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TCmH-xf5cZo/TbBf1g-HAWI/AAAAAAAADpA/AgpZRi-Yd60/s1600/093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598079709809672546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TCmH-xf5cZo/TbBf1g-HAWI/AAAAAAAADpA/AgpZRi-Yd60/s320/093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Perfect gift...He loves it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ApV4DEaQPBk/TbBf1b604iI/AAAAAAAADo4/RJ3xiWTK4ZQ/s1600/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598079708453724706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ApV4DEaQPBk/TbBf1b604iI/AAAAAAAADo4/RJ3xiWTK4ZQ/s320/091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday little man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YWqEteQNKAI/TbBf1HWTkTI/AAAAAAAADow/pg0byYTorl4/s1600/098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598079702931837234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YWqEteQNKAI/TbBf1HWTkTI/AAAAAAAADow/pg0byYTorl4/s320/098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wyatt with his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;buddy&lt;/span&gt; Emma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SlnVc1Ug_OU/TbBf0z7QE5I/AAAAAAAADoo/dY1nNZ_TfXY/s1600/102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598079697718088594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SlnVc1Ug_OU/TbBf0z7QE5I/AAAAAAAADoo/dY1nNZ_TfXY/s320/102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We love you Wyatt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-4708028247973713181?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/4708028247973713181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=4708028247973713181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/4708028247973713181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/4708028247973713181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday-wyatt.html' title='HaPpY BiRtHdAy WyAtT!'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GTsxxPHSHxw/TbBlp66axRI/AAAAAAAADqA/emISfXcOAg4/s72-c/111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-3735868426070496131</id><published>2011-04-21T09:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T18:47:40.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Basketball!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this is what we do...We all love it! I coached Bry's team again. Which was super fun. Love watching the girls improve. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sSUzn8to4co/TbBd9lZ1jII/AAAAAAAADog/8AwAVChXIxY/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598077649415408770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sSUzn8to4co/TbBd9lZ1jII/AAAAAAAADog/8AwAVChXIxY/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Michael coached Ethan's 5th grade boys. Man watching them learn to play as a team was awesome. It surprise me how well they did. It was hard for Michael to rotate12 boys in every game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--4wY6ofACdU/TbBd9BhumZI/AAAAAAAADoY/U8UGBbcaVbU/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598077639784831378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--4wY6ofACdU/TbBd9BhumZI/AAAAAAAADoY/U8UGBbcaVbU/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan hustling after the ball. He played wing, point guard and a few times post. He is smart out on the court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3tXuAHWhbQk/TbBd8y11dBI/AAAAAAAADoQ/qEjF9RVYGcA/s1600/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598077635842634770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3tXuAHWhbQk/TbBd8y11dBI/AAAAAAAADoQ/qEjF9RVYGcA/s320/042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bry has improved so much. I have been trying to tell her to be aggressive. When we go watch HS games I will point out to her, "You want the ball don't be polite out there. Go for it." So she caught on. She started to be aggressive. LOVE IT! The other coach saw it and was like wow! What happened to Bry. I told them I been trying to teach her to go for the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HZ_a_3pLnq0/TbBd8vGzt6I/AAAAAAAADoI/mq3lqBTm21k/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598077634840082338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HZ_a_3pLnq0/TbBd8vGzt6I/AAAAAAAADoI/mq3lqBTm21k/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miss Katie she still the smallest one out there. She made her first basket this year. I think she was a little surprised that she did it. She is the fastest one out there. She can run the court. Her team won the tournament. Way to go guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iKcehMoA5tI/TbBd7z2So1I/AAAAAAAADoA/rtZ6fW9pTns/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598077618933113682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iKcehMoA5tI/TbBd7z2So1I/AAAAAAAADoA/rtZ6fW9pTns/s320/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love Basketball. During basketball season we go to a lot of games. We went to Gooding games. Jacey's 8th grade game which dad coached. Went out to Dietrich watched Acey's varsity game. Shoshone boys varsity games. So my kids are starting to understand the game a little more. Because of all the watching and playing. Here is to another great season on Basketball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-3735868426070496131?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/3735868426070496131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=3735868426070496131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/3735868426070496131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/3735868426070496131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2011/04/basketball.html' title='Basketball!'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sSUzn8to4co/TbBd9lZ1jII/AAAAAAAADog/8AwAVChXIxY/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-2988414744408864446</id><published>2011-03-03T08:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T20:25:32.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Board Meeting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V7fToHk_gLY/TW_HiCRkm_I/AAAAAAAADkI/5muLc7CPbRQ/s1600/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579897850875386866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V7fToHk_gLY/TW_HiCRkm_I/AAAAAAAADkI/5muLc7CPbRQ/s320/080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Ethan at the school board meeting. He is the treasure for the 5th grade. They all had to talk about something they have done so far this year as a Student body. On the way to the meeting I asked him if he knew what he was going to say? He answered Yes mom. If he has it written down? He said, "No." Are you nervous? He answered, "No mom." OK then cause I sure was. He was the only kid in the 5th &amp;amp; 6th grade group that spoke. He did awesome. Way to go Big E. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-2988414744408864446?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/2988414744408864446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=2988414744408864446&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/2988414744408864446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/2988414744408864446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2011/03/school-board-meeting.html' title='School Board Meeting'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V7fToHk_gLY/TW_HiCRkm_I/AAAAAAAADkI/5muLc7CPbRQ/s72-c/080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-9077617144083979044</id><published>2011-03-03T08:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T20:22:22.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Over load on Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lot's of US! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tfo-Fspw4uM/TW_Gtr1-LRI/AAAAAAAADkA/z2LtNvJUQ4s/s1600/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579896951500844306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tfo-Fspw4uM/TW_Gtr1-LRI/AAAAAAAADkA/z2LtNvJUQ4s/s320/088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XMOxG1-9LeE/TW_Gta_nxCI/AAAAAAAADj4/iNNprqMmaZA/s1600/094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579896946977915938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XMOxG1-9LeE/TW_Gta_nxCI/AAAAAAAADj4/iNNprqMmaZA/s320/094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tEiHUtpE8oA/TW_GswmfmzI/AAAAAAAADjw/q-_bCBaOOYY/s1600/111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579896935598234418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tEiHUtpE8oA/TW_GswmfmzI/AAAAAAAADjw/q-_bCBaOOYY/s320/111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Th2Pi7oMJs4/TW_FT4xhsaI/AAAAAAAADjo/oHXaNjXZYS0/s1600/110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579895408783634850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Th2Pi7oMJs4/TW_FT4xhsaI/AAAAAAAADjo/oHXaNjXZYS0/s320/110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8xCkg1lLt94/TW_FTpRQxqI/AAAAAAAADjg/J_hkJPHCamg/s1600/113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579895404621776546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8xCkg1lLt94/TW_FTpRQxqI/AAAAAAAADjg/J_hkJPHCamg/s320/113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U0LjXOMOUgE/TW_FTVlUGYI/AAAAAAAADjY/zORFvrzL2W4/s1600/112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579895399337171330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U0LjXOMOUgE/TW_FTVlUGYI/AAAAAAAADjY/zORFvrzL2W4/s320/112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--jOoWBYH46M/TW_FTFaknqI/AAAAAAAADjQ/4gQ1ijdV5ww/s1600/122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579895394997149346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--jOoWBYH46M/TW_FTFaknqI/AAAAAAAADjQ/4gQ1ijdV5ww/s320/122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aap-Ph12LVI/TW_FSigTP-I/AAAAAAAADjI/yidqTxm3krE/s1600/182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579895385625935842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aap-Ph12LVI/TW_FSigTP-I/AAAAAAAADjI/yidqTxm3krE/s320/182.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jnu1MzWkSeQ/TW_CQPI6SOI/AAAAAAAADjA/3_nDpo0rtAM/s1600/152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579892047532935394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jnu1MzWkSeQ/TW_CQPI6SOI/AAAAAAAADjA/3_nDpo0rtAM/s320/152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DRRvHhtI4sA/TW_CP8KgZqI/AAAAAAAADi4/JuJUT3z8xRk/s1600/155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579892042439354018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DRRvHhtI4sA/TW_CP8KgZqI/AAAAAAAADi4/JuJUT3z8xRk/s320/155.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hvrefZX_wow/TW_CPn3q4-I/AAAAAAAADiw/prwZD3ksesg/s1600/179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579892036991640546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hvrefZX_wow/TW_CPn3q4-I/AAAAAAAADiw/prwZD3ksesg/s320/179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lCPwdLoQe04/TW_CPCYzCKI/AAAAAAAADio/MwwglWuS4sM/s1600/133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579892026930038946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lCPwdLoQe04/TW_CPCYzCKI/AAAAAAAADio/MwwglWuS4sM/s320/133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bfgh9cnqx7Q/TW_COzqxygI/AAAAAAAADig/8ww_1Kno638/s1600/186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579892022978923010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bfgh9cnqx7Q/TW_COzqxygI/AAAAAAAADig/8ww_1Kno638/s320/186.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the 1st time in a couple years that we actually took a family picture. Love my new camera tripod &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-9077617144083979044?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/9077617144083979044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=9077617144083979044&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/9077617144083979044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/9077617144083979044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2011/03/over-load-on-family-pictures.html' title='Over load on Family Pictures'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tfo-Fspw4uM/TW_Gtr1-LRI/AAAAAAAADkA/z2LtNvJUQ4s/s72-c/088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-3826628135854313095</id><published>2011-03-03T08:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T20:21:19.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scouts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was are last pack meeting. We did it! Ethan got his arrow of light. He loves going to Scouts. He works hard to get all those cub scout badges.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5VemvrtPppo/TW_Ag6-WYdI/AAAAAAAADiY/IYCajOUAAFo/s1600/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579890135154450898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5VemvrtPppo/TW_Ag6-WYdI/AAAAAAAADiY/IYCajOUAAFo/s320/051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ethan &amp;amp; Jake &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tih02LuklME/TW_AgmWHBMI/AAAAAAAADiQ/AY4Hf8mesfs/s1600/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579890129616962754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tih02LuklME/TW_AgmWHBMI/AAAAAAAADiQ/AY4Hf8mesfs/s320/053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Doing the active &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SqqUylNdpvc/TW_AgQzjI8I/AAAAAAAADiI/auFX5TnTQPc/s1600/063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579890123834860482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SqqUylNdpvc/TW_AgQzjI8I/AAAAAAAADiI/auFX5TnTQPc/s320/063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got another Mothers pin. You know it's so nice to be acknowledge for being his mommy, but his daddy does all the work. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l8HEJsxdm9g/TW_AgCqpnxI/AAAAAAAADiA/RmcCbr8Plf0/s1600/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579890120039440146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l8HEJsxdm9g/TW_AgCqpnxI/AAAAAAAADiA/RmcCbr8Plf0/s320/078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan with Grandma. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-3826628135854313095?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/3826628135854313095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=3826628135854313095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/3826628135854313095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/3826628135854313095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2011/03/scouts.html' title='Scouts'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5VemvrtPppo/TW_Ag6-WYdI/AAAAAAAADiY/IYCajOUAAFo/s72-c/051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-8627424525511988457</id><published>2011-03-03T08:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T20:19:56.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f3LwE7iiGjM/TW-9PcdyzSI/AAAAAAAADh4/quLi8rMaoWg/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579886536372178210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f3LwE7iiGjM/TW-9PcdyzSI/AAAAAAAADh4/quLi8rMaoWg/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was a huge day for us all. One we all got dressed and ready for church by 9:00. All of my kids are in Primary now. Wyatt sure did not like what was going on. Let's just say he is not a fan of Primary yet. He was screaming, "Get me out of here!" Not walking out but he is running out the Primary door. Plus throwing wonderful fits, but to my surprise he liked class time not sharing time. Lets just hope it gets better for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-8627424525511988457?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/8627424525511988457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=8627424525511988457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/8627424525511988457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/8627424525511988457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2011/03/sunday-morning.html' title='Sunday Morning'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f3LwE7iiGjM/TW-9PcdyzSI/AAAAAAAADh4/quLi8rMaoWg/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-4534176764636935440</id><published>2011-02-20T17:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T20:18:05.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Usually we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;celebrate&lt;/span&gt; New Years on Eastern Time. So the kids are in bed early. Well this year we thought well lets just try to see if they can stay awake. They all stayed awake other then Wyatt &amp;amp; Ellie, but we woke her up right at midnight.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6zHLtExYIRs/TWG7S4DQw3I/AAAAAAAADhw/UjofXzPspQs/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575943746619491186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6zHLtExYIRs/TWG7S4DQw3I/AAAAAAAADhw/UjofXzPspQs/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GoP1x78rYd4/TWG7SdGWZbI/AAAAAAAADho/mYcF_TcJodU/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575943739384686002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GoP1x78rYd4/TWG7SdGWZbI/AAAAAAAADho/mYcF_TcJodU/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;decided&lt;/span&gt; to drop are own ball from the fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IzxZXO5K1f8/TWG7SE5RcjI/AAAAAAAADhg/dRtZLdarvCE/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575943732887384626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IzxZXO5K1f8/TWG7SE5RcjI/AAAAAAAADhg/dRtZLdarvCE/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy New Year to all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-4534176764636935440?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/4534176764636935440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=4534176764636935440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/4534176764636935440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/4534176764636935440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2011/02/new-year-2011.html' title='New Year 2011'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6zHLtExYIRs/TWG7S4DQw3I/AAAAAAAADhw/UjofXzPspQs/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-5006701577145284615</id><published>2011-01-22T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T18:40:53.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas...at Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TTtVo2lBUZI/AAAAAAAADgs/xzkoxiivffM/s1600/2010-12-296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TTtVo2lBUZI/AAAAAAAADgs/xzkoxiivffM/s400/2010-12-296.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;This year we decided to not to take everything to Vegas for Christmas. Then trying to figure out how to get it all back home. I had Ethan's Birthday gifts to take with us to. It worked out really well.The next morning we got up about 9 and had Christmas. It was prefect. We sat around in our PJ's all day and played with toys. &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&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/551259419520423137-5006701577145284615?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/5006701577145284615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=5006701577145284615&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/5006701577145284615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/5006701577145284615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmasat-home.html' title='Christmas...at Home'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TTtVo2lBUZI/AAAAAAAADgs/xzkoxiivffM/s72-c/2010-12-296.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-5776369084472037893</id><published>2011-01-19T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T18:40:21.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Play Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TTc57xaSsbI/AAAAAAAADgk/-gWvvI0AEYU/s1600/2010-12-295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TTc57xaSsbI/AAAAAAAADgk/-gWvvI0AEYU/s400/2010-12-295.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We went to Great Grandma's work to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&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/551259419520423137-5776369084472037893?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/5776369084472037893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=5776369084472037893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/5776369084472037893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/5776369084472037893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2011/01/play-time.html' title='Play Time!'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TTc57xaSsbI/AAAAAAAADgk/-gWvvI0AEYU/s72-c/2010-12-295.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-6554549520060839846</id><published>2011-01-19T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T18:39:45.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ethan turned 11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TTc3UxRmHiI/AAAAAAAADgc/19t00jvddDM/s1600/2010-12-294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TTc3UxRmHiI/AAAAAAAADgc/19t00jvddDM/s400/2010-12-294.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;Wow!! He is 11. So happy that it does not bother him that his Birthday is the day after Christmas. This boy is so so spoiled. Ethan wanted steak for his birthday. He got it. Which I think all of us enjoyed to. Good pick Ethan. He was so loved on his Birthday. Everyone knows him so well.Now that he is 11 he can go on 3 camp outs a year in Boy Scouts. He got a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;canteen&lt;/span&gt; for his birthday &amp;amp; a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sleeping&lt;/span&gt; bag. We love you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BiG&lt;/span&gt; E! Please stop growing up. It's going to kill me taken you to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YM&lt;/span&gt; and see you pass the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sacrament&lt;/span&gt; next year.&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&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/551259419520423137-6554549520060839846?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/6554549520060839846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=6554549520060839846&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/6554549520060839846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/6554549520060839846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2011/01/ethan-turned-11.html' title='Ethan turned 11'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TTc3UxRmHiI/AAAAAAAADgc/19t00jvddDM/s72-c/2010-12-294.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-7783987461206818280</id><published>2011-01-18T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T18:38:16.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ChRiStMaS iN VeGaS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TTZdjNn7C_I/AAAAAAAADf8/boAlh1M07vc/s1600/2010-12-29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TTZdjNn7C_I/AAAAAAAADf8/boAlh1M07vc/s400/2010-12-29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to Vegas it was cousin Deonna's birthday. We all meet at the strip and went to  Madam Toussoues Wax Museum. I was nervous about taking the kids in, but it was hands on. As you can see we all got close and personal with famous foke. There were so much to see. See Michael grabbing Britney Spears butt. I am sure Hugh Hefner never had 3 brunets on his bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TTZdjRM-BvI/AAAAAAAADgE/kmt_mdZuXuk/s1600/2010-12-291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TTZdjRM-BvI/AAAAAAAADgE/kmt_mdZuXuk/s400/2010-12-291.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve we went to the Bellagio. I always enjoy going there. There were so many people in there it was crazy. There are fountains in the casino. Well Wyatt noticed there was money in the fountains so he decided to step over the little fence. Well there was flowers all around the fountain. The flowers could not hold him up. He fell. Got a little scrap on his leg. When I pulled him up he tells me. MONEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TTZdjowSZSI/AAAAAAAADgM/jEmKzNsKtP0/s1600/2010-12-292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TTZdjowSZSI/AAAAAAAADgM/jEmKzNsKtP0/s400/2010-12-292.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Christmas eve at Grandma's we watched Polar Express. While the dad's did the Ginger bread houses. Michael read the night before Christmas. Grandma read the true meaning of Christmas from the scriptures. Love the picture of Evan &amp;amp; Wyatt eating the candy off the house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TTZdj6rSxBI/AAAAAAAADgU/qCm908G8Rvs/s400/2010-12-293.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas morning! What can I say the kids had a great time. Love seeing their excitement. We spent the afternoon and evening at Sue's &amp;amp; Jim's house. We had a wonderful time in Vegas. It was good to see everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&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/551259419520423137-7783987461206818280?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/7783987461206818280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=7783987461206818280&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/7783987461206818280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/7783987461206818280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-in-vegas.html' title='ChRiStMaS iN VeGaS'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TTZdjNn7C_I/AAAAAAAADf8/boAlh1M07vc/s72-c/2010-12-29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-5235192263801642404</id><published>2011-01-09T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T11:49:49.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 NFL Wildcard Playoffs - Seahawks vs. Saints - Marshawn Lynch 67-Yard TD (HD)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DneX89aPTdXQ&amp;amp;h=24be4"&gt;2010 NFL Wildcard Playoffs - Seahawks vs. Saints - Marshawn Lynch 67-Yard TD (HD)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-5235192263801642404?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/5235192263801642404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=5235192263801642404&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/5235192263801642404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/5235192263801642404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2011/01/2010-nfl-wildcard-playoffs-seahawks-vs.html' title='2010 NFL Wildcard Playoffs - Seahawks vs. Saints - Marshawn Lynch 67-Yard TD (HD)'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-2511091666831550284</id><published>2010-12-29T18:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T19:18:57.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decmeber fun.....lots of memories being made.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Katie waiting in line to see Santa&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRwDAXNzEnI/AAAAAAAADak/FAxJBobDN28/s1600/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556319345035121266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRwDAXNzEnI/AAAAAAAADak/FAxJBobDN28/s320/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Katie with Santa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRwCaP0Se8I/AAAAAAAADac/St4H83yrsIU/s1600/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556318690214050754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRwCaP0Se8I/AAAAAAAADac/St4H83yrsIU/s320/043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ellie with Santa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRwCZ3kRj5I/AAAAAAAADaU/aFUAP6MKKxw/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556318683704430482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRwCZ3kRj5I/AAAAAAAADaU/aFUAP6MKKxw/s320/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even Wyatt loved sitting on Santa's lap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRwCZiQ9pPI/AAAAAAAADaM/Hp9hCihyySk/s1600/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556318677986288882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRwCZiQ9pPI/AAAAAAAADaM/Hp9hCihyySk/s320/047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan &amp;amp; Santa sharing a laugh. Ethan tells him that he wants a red rider BB gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRwCZQjGtII/AAAAAAAADaE/ea7eAVab1sQ/s1600/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556318673230541954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRwCZQjGtII/AAAAAAAADaE/ea7eAVab1sQ/s320/052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bry Faye with the Jolly old man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRwCZA0SEsI/AAAAAAAADZ8/r1ODC1rnwYc/s1600/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556318669007622850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRwCZA0SEsI/AAAAAAAADZ8/r1ODC1rnwYc/s320/055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They closed down main street and had horse drawn wagons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRv2rIE2n5I/AAAAAAAADZ0/cw2DrYctO6o/s1600/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556305786054287250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRv2rIE2n5I/AAAAAAAADZ0/cw2DrYctO6o/s320/057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The small town stuff. This is were we saw Santa, they had cookies, baked potato bar, crafts for the kids to make. To top it all off it started to snow. Sure felt like Christmas was coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRv2q8JfgCI/AAAAAAAADZs/alaAHiuo5xU/s1600/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556305782852517922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRv2q8JfgCI/AAAAAAAADZs/alaAHiuo5xU/s320/062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids decorated Christmas cookies. There was actually a cookie under all those sprinkles and icing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRv2qufM4DI/AAAAAAAADZk/s4P--vF7UBY/s1600/063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556305779185475634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRv2qufM4DI/AAAAAAAADZk/s4P--vF7UBY/s320/063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bry &amp;amp; Ellie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRv2qXekbfI/AAAAAAAADZc/stNRepO1W88/s1600/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556305773008809458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRv2qXekbfI/AAAAAAAADZc/stNRepO1W88/s320/064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan &amp;amp; Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRv2p_jpN1I/AAAAAAAADZU/trHDwZLVG_c/s1600/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556305766587643730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRv2p_jpN1I/AAAAAAAADZU/trHDwZLVG_c/s320/065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took the kids into town for the 2nd annual Christmas party at Elks rehab center. Here they are with Zeke (who is Ellie's &amp;amp; Wyatt's speech therapist). They did a craft, decorated cookies and to top it off they saw Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRv06xNoF6I/AAAAAAAADZM/8rZ9Vu49ffE/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556303855771719586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRv06xNoF6I/AAAAAAAADZM/8rZ9Vu49ffE/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here they are with the big man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRv06lj0G5I/AAAAAAAADZE/vhcWFlRLJ_o/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556303852643556242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRv06lj0G5I/AAAAAAAADZE/vhcWFlRLJ_o/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ellie and her kindergarten class went to the nursing home and sang Christmas songs to the residents. They all made a card to give to each resident. With the community's help and King's they had a gift for all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRv06ZyPd1I/AAAAAAAADY8/bgscljc27Mk/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556303849482843986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRv06ZyPd1I/AAAAAAAADY8/bgscljc27Mk/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is my big kid! This is hard to believe but this is the last time I will bring cupcakes into his classroom. Next fall he will be in Middle school. They don't do that. It's sad to think that it is over with. Happy Birthday Big E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRvzQ1XIx9I/AAAAAAAADY0/ubVDpMfSJq8/s1600/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556302035819218898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRvzQ1XIx9I/AAAAAAAADY0/ubVDpMfSJq8/s320/057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ellie with Kindergarten am class singing at her Christmas concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRvzQr8ygaI/AAAAAAAADYs/4kCQetWlcjY/s1600/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556302033292788130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRvzQr8ygaI/AAAAAAAADYs/4kCQetWlcjY/s320/042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Katie Ann with her 2nd grade class singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRvzQfSNaBI/AAAAAAAADYk/B8o9PdTzx5o/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556302029892970514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRvzQfSNaBI/AAAAAAAADYk/B8o9PdTzx5o/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bry Faye standing by her friend Tayla singing 12 days of Christmas with her 4th grade class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRvzQNvUV-I/AAAAAAAADYc/_Ct-tTkeXDM/s1600/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556302025183221730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRvzQNvUV-I/AAAAAAAADYc/_Ct-tTkeXDM/s320/075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Again here is the last for Ethan. This was his last Christmas Concert. Unless he plays in the band in 6th grade. Which he says no to, but I think he would do great on the flute :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRvzPifqt0I/AAAAAAAADYU/_9-btby_7RA/s1600/086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556302013574854466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRvzPifqt0I/AAAAAAAADYU/_9-btby_7RA/s320/086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Their Christmas concerts were great. The kids did an awesome job. Their music teacher Miss. Simmons does an amazing job every year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-2511091666831550284?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/2511091666831550284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=2511091666831550284&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/2511091666831550284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/2511091666831550284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/12/decmeber-funlots-of-memories-being-made.html' title='Decmeber fun.....lots of memories being made.'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRwDAXNzEnI/AAAAAAAADak/FAxJBobDN28/s72-c/039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-8651943094803372357</id><published>2010-12-21T13:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T18:07:37.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Basketball....in Dietrich</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is just funny stuff to me. Wyatt, plain and simple loves, loves his papa. Here they are during &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jacey's&lt;/span&gt; warm ups.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TREauB8aXjI/AAAAAAAADW4/iBiRlxOC8X8/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553249193622658610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TREauB8aXjI/AAAAAAAADW4/iBiRlxOC8X8/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jacey&lt;/span&gt; K doing her thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TREZ8Nd3huI/AAAAAAAADWw/YiCWo7wpzTQ/s1600/116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553248337722312418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TREZ8Nd3huI/AAAAAAAADWw/YiCWo7wpzTQ/s320/116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You got dad as the 8&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade girls coach. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jacey&lt;/span&gt; playing, Torrie came to visit for the week. She came out to Aunt Belle's and went to school with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jacey&lt;/span&gt; and was the water girl. Then of course the little man on the end wanting to be a part of the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TREZ7oE4J1I/AAAAAAAADWo/8kssiJrD5A0/s1600/118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553248327685384018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TREZ7oE4J1I/AAAAAAAADWo/8kssiJrD5A0/s320/118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He could not stand being that far from Papa and he made his way down and took a seat on his lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TREZNSDGKFI/AAAAAAAADWg/V4Rl5JQW0Vg/s1600/127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553247531498350674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TREZNSDGKFI/AAAAAAAADWg/V4Rl5JQW0Vg/s320/127.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma went to get him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TREZMwONz0I/AAAAAAAADWY/6ffCT2Nbj4Q/s1600/129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553247522418184002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TREZMwONz0I/AAAAAAAADWY/6ffCT2Nbj4Q/s320/129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They are headed back to the bleachers where we were all sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TREZMuOzOeI/AAAAAAAADWQ/SAzIXYnsBjk/s1600/135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553247521883765218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TREZMuOzOeI/AAAAAAAADWQ/SAzIXYnsBjk/s320/135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This little guy loves sports. I can't wait until he gets to play. He has watched so many games he will be a pro when he gets on the basketball court. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-8651943094803372357?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/8651943094803372357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=8651943094803372357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/8651943094803372357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/8651943094803372357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/12/basketballin-dietrich.html' title='Basketball....in Dietrich'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TREauB8aXjI/AAAAAAAADW4/iBiRlxOC8X8/s72-c/025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-1769091464538632366</id><published>2010-12-20T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T18:05:34.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRAtgtR7ozI/AAAAAAAADVw/_mK5Qkb-I68/s1600/Screensaver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRAtgtR7ozI/AAAAAAAADVw/_mK5Qkb-I68/s400/Screensaver.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John &amp;amp; Amie came from Texas and visited for the week. Gus and his family were going to be here also, but due to snow and road closings they could not make it. I sure missed them. Mom still wanted a family picture and we are planning on photo shopping them in. Check out what mom and dad started five kids now four in laws, 20 grand kids ages 18 -2. When I look at that picture I think it is remarkable what we have as a family. Feel so blessed. I love my family.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRAthM8mM6I/AAAAAAAADV4/dos7G6_t_Qs/s1600/2010-12-06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRAthM8mM6I/AAAAAAAADV4/dos7G6_t_Qs/s400/2010-12-06.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px" align="center"&gt;We had Christmas at Mom's house. We opened gifts, ate to much, played the wii, watched toy story 3 thanks to Aunt Bridget &amp;amp; Uncle Gus, had a snow ball fight, laughed a lot, watched Jacey play some Basketball. The week went really fast. Well I guess the next time we will be together is in 18 months when mom and dad return from their mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&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/551259419520423137-1769091464538632366?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/1769091464538632366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=1769091464538632366&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/1769091464538632366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/1769091464538632366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/12/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TRAtgtR7ozI/AAAAAAAADVw/_mK5Qkb-I68/s72-c/Screensaver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-576051193700086024</id><published>2010-12-12T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T09:32:18.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Volleyball</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TQUDWS9aHvI/AAAAAAAADVI/a30L8Orj3Eg/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549845797385412338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TQUDWS9aHvI/AAAAAAAADVI/a30L8Orj3Eg/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gooding Rec. puts on a Volleyball clinic for 3rd to 6th graders. For 6 weeks. This is Bry's 2nd year playing. She loves it. Her coach tells her she has a perfect serve. She really enjoys playing the game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-576051193700086024?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/576051193700086024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=576051193700086024&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/576051193700086024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/576051193700086024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/12/volleyball.html' title='Volleyball'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TQUDWS9aHvI/AAAAAAAADVI/a30L8Orj3Eg/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-8277342764180474520</id><published>2010-12-07T20:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T09:33:48.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanksgiving time. I took over Aunt Sue's job (since we don't do holidays any more with them) I make the popcorn balls. The girls are finishing off the bowl. Such a sticky mess but we all love to eat it.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TP8PcPX5LDI/AAAAAAAADVA/yiwr34lS-Qo/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548170243781241906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TP8PcPX5LDI/AAAAAAAADVA/yiwr34lS-Qo/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Belle &amp;amp; Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TP8Pbkm94UI/AAAAAAAADU4/SRTcnsmGefY/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548170232301740354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TP8Pbkm94UI/AAAAAAAADU4/SRTcnsmGefY/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Babe, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bry&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Tiffany @ Grandma's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TP8PbDaFsvI/AAAAAAAADUw/XoVDW--ljb8/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548170223389356786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TP8PbDaFsvI/AAAAAAAADUw/XoVDW--ljb8/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture cracks me up. Funny little people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TP8On1cFUkI/AAAAAAAADUo/93HaCDO5jHg/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548169343466295874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TP8On1cFUkI/AAAAAAAADUo/93HaCDO5jHg/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Check out the snow behind them. It was so cold. That week there was so much snow they had to close down school and roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TP8Onb_pEVI/AAAAAAAADUg/MsG_Pt6o9B0/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548169336636117330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TP8Onb_pEVI/AAAAAAAADUg/MsG_Pt6o9B0/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Shaw's brought a Turkey &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pinata&lt;/span&gt; to Thanksgiving. Cause it was so cold outside. We did it in mom front room. Pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TP8Om-hGPAI/AAAAAAAADUY/JttKJFdMqd4/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548169328723377154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TP8Om-hGPAI/AAAAAAAADUY/JttKJFdMqd4/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Thanksgiving to all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-8277342764180474520?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/8277342764180474520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=8277342764180474520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/8277342764180474520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/8277342764180474520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/12/thanksgiving-2010.html' title='Thanksgiving 2010'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TP8PcPX5LDI/AAAAAAAADVA/yiwr34lS-Qo/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-868012608345153545</id><published>2010-12-06T06:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T20:43:47.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ElLiE TuRnEd 6!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;When they sing Happy Birthday in Mrs. Born's class they sign too. I love it. There is a little boy in Ellie's class that wears hearing aids, but Ellie know how to sign a lot of words for being in this class. She loves it.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TPz4-dB9ufI/AAAAAAAADUI/dUZ7sdMNmpE/s1600/1375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547582592842054130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TPz4-dB9ufI/AAAAAAAADUI/dUZ7sdMNmpE/s320/1375.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ellie about to eat her Hello Kitty cupcake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TPz49-gBnXI/AAAAAAAADUA/7KA65rFCvbQ/s1600/1382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547582584646638962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TPz49-gBnXI/AAAAAAAADUA/7KA65rFCvbQ/s320/1382.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here again is Ellie's Hot BFF (a.k.a Wyatt).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TPz3nwdn4JI/AAAAAAAADT4/nJIVsKV9b3k/s1600/1386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547581103409717394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TPz3nwdn4JI/AAAAAAAADT4/nJIVsKV9b3k/s320/1386.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Crazy Ellie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TPz3njaSAaI/AAAAAAAADTw/ORMUt4wuyKE/s1600/1391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547581099906040226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TPz3njaSAaI/AAAAAAAADTw/ORMUt4wuyKE/s320/1391.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For her Birthday I took her and 3 little friends to McDonald's to eat and play. She thought it was great to be there with just her friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TPz3nMdxrHI/AAAAAAAADTo/G_9j6vj2Esk/s1600/1397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547581093746682994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TPz3nMdxrHI/AAAAAAAADTo/G_9j6vj2Esk/s320/1397.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ellie could not wait to open her gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TPz3mn5KRZI/AAAAAAAADTg/nB1mRODjzrs/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547581083929429394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TPz3mn5KRZI/AAAAAAAADTg/nB1mRODjzrs/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Happy Birthday my sweet Ellie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TPz3mBeT8MI/AAAAAAAADTY/Jz7diMbkEE4/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547581073616269506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TPz3mBeT8MI/AAAAAAAADTY/Jz7diMbkEE4/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To think my little girl is 6. Just blows my mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Six things about Ellie....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1. Loves to play with her friends&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2. Goes to school&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;3. Carries a bag with paper and pens in it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;4. Goes swimming&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;5. Has a sweet tooth ( not sure where she got that from)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;6. Loves to dance and sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-868012608345153545?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/868012608345153545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=868012608345153545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/868012608345153545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/868012608345153545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/12/ellie-turned-6.html' title='ElLiE TuRnEd 6!!'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TPz4-dB9ufI/AAAAAAAADUI/dUZ7sdMNmpE/s72-c/1375.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-3925938466516489514</id><published>2010-11-28T18:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T18:06:58.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jerimah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TPMTvncgoBI/AAAAAAAADTQ/1hAd7DkQxIo/s1600/1400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544797274986553362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TPMTvncgoBI/AAAAAAAADTQ/1hAd7DkQxIo/s320/1400.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have good news concerning Wyatt and physical therapy. Jeremiah, Wyatt's physical therapist, is done working with Wyatt for the next 6 months which is amazing, but then again Wyatt and I are going to miss him. Wyatt was sent to Jeremiah starting in the summer of 2008. The doctor sent us there because Wyatt was not opening his right hand. Wyatt was not walking yet and he was 17 months old at the time. We went to Jeremiah before Wyatt had been diagnosed. Now our little man can put his right hand into play. He just does not walk he runs, he hops, and jumps. He does all the gross motor skills other then walking up the stairs and coming down. Jeremiah thinks it is because his legs are to short not because of his handicap. So that is great news. We will meet back up with Jeremiah in the spring to see how Wyatt is doing. Thank you Jeremiah for all that you have done for Wyatt and for always being positive. You will always be someone that we think of often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-3925938466516489514?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/3925938466516489514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=3925938466516489514&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/3925938466516489514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/3925938466516489514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/11/jerimah.html' title='Jerimah'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TPMTvncgoBI/AAAAAAAADTQ/1hAd7DkQxIo/s72-c/1400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-651909799705691796</id><published>2010-11-20T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T10:15:01.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Pictures 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Few weeks ago the school took school pictures. The price is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;outrageous&lt;/span&gt; When you take in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;account&lt;/span&gt; all five kids. Picture and size what I want and for family. It was a joke. So I took the kids out and took this school picture. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOgAo343DlI/AAAAAAAADSI/qMl9rE2jFHI/s1600/1143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541680043676601938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOgAo343DlI/AAAAAAAADSI/qMl9rE2jFHI/s320/1143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade 10 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOgAoo3JdTI/AAAAAAAADSA/6s9lYcgjNk0/s1600/1125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541680039642887474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOgAoo3JdTI/AAAAAAAADSA/6s9lYcgjNk0/s320/1125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bryanna&lt;/span&gt; 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade 9 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOgAoJV2ggI/AAAAAAAADR4/rqCIEaSs1ZI/s1600/1142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541680031181734402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOgAoJV2ggI/AAAAAAAADR4/rqCIEaSs1ZI/s320/1142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Katie 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; grade 7 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOgAnr5iGlI/AAAAAAAADRw/yAHp0lCnY68/s1600/1140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541680023278328402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOgAnr5iGlI/AAAAAAAADRw/yAHp0lCnY68/s320/1140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ellie &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Kindergarten&lt;/span&gt; 5 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOgAnaB4YqI/AAAAAAAADRo/g6PoT94MVJw/s1600/1141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541680018481504930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOgAnaB4YqI/AAAAAAAADRo/g6PoT94MVJw/s320/1141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wyatt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt; school 3 years old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-651909799705691796?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/651909799705691796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=651909799705691796&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/651909799705691796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/651909799705691796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/11/school-pictures-2010.html' title='School Pictures 2010'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOgAo343DlI/AAAAAAAADSI/qMl9rE2jFHI/s72-c/1143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-949389326048283446</id><published>2010-11-15T07:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T18:27:37.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween....overload</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The kids all dressed up for Hippo therapy. They had a Halloween party for the patients and their siblings&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOFX2bAMxII/AAAAAAAADPY/XHo9HN1LKK0/s1600/984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539805609115567234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOFX2bAMxII/AAAAAAAADPY/XHo9HN1LKK0/s320/984.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wyatt cracks me up. Love this picture of him showing off his muscles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOFV3lCi5GI/AAAAAAAADPQ/L_ambdvxyH0/s1600/993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539803429966373986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOFV3lCi5GI/AAAAAAAADPQ/L_ambdvxyH0/s320/993.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Working hard....love his cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOFV3KsfVwI/AAAAAAAADPI/N44Zdf45Lig/s1600/994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539803422894544642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOFV3KsfVwI/AAAAAAAADPI/N44Zdf45Lig/s320/994.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Super Man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOFV2YC0hNI/AAAAAAAADPA/3BsGH9hjWqg/s1600/995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539803409297999058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOFV2YC0hNI/AAAAAAAADPA/3BsGH9hjWqg/s320/995.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids with Connie. Everyone dressed up even the horse was ready to celebrate Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOFV1aLTdII/AAAAAAAADO4/IkRNi88A8Ck/s1600/1019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539803392690582658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOFV1aLTdII/AAAAAAAADO4/IkRNi88A8Ck/s320/1019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ellie, Wyatt &amp;amp; Zeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOFV0qmxXCI/AAAAAAAADOw/nO1CH39AIms/s1600/1022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539803379920886818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOFV0qmxXCI/AAAAAAAADOw/nO1CH39AIms/s320/1022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since Halloween was on Sunday we did not want to go trick or treating that day or take the kids to the ward harvest party on Saturday. So we headed out to Shoshone and ate dinner at the Sants. We then went to their trunk or treat with their ward. You can't see him, but that is Andrew in the back dressed in black holding the knife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOFUI5vap7I/AAAAAAAADOo/xfK77Vd89pM/s1600/1094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539801528557807538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOFUI5vap7I/AAAAAAAADOo/xfK77Vd89pM/s320/1094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drinking Hot chocolate at trunk or treat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOFUH5efBiI/AAAAAAAADOg/JOofkBhf3mA/s1600/1098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539801511306921506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOFUH5efBiI/AAAAAAAADOg/JOofkBhf3mA/s320/1098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When we were done with trunk or treating we went trick or treating at grandma's. The kids had to see the deer again...again...again..and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOFUHZK6HDI/AAAAAAAADOY/ZnAbsmFZRks/s1600/1106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539801502634875954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOFUHZK6HDI/AAAAAAAADOY/ZnAbsmFZRks/s320/1106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Girls with Grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOFUGhElL6I/AAAAAAAADOQ/4IKSGCfLEfQ/s1600/1112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539801487575953314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOFUGhElL6I/AAAAAAAADOQ/4IKSGCfLEfQ/s320/1112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One more picture to finish off Halloween of 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOFUFp_neLI/AAAAAAAADOI/dhWMAWBui_U/s1600/1117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539801472791181490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOFUFp_neLI/AAAAAAAADOI/dhWMAWBui_U/s320/1117.JPG" /&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/551259419520423137-949389326048283446?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/949389326048283446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=949389326048283446&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/949389326048283446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/949389326048283446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloweenoverload.html' title='Halloween....overload'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TOFX2bAMxII/AAAAAAAADPY/XHo9HN1LKK0/s72-c/984.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-4842441204899346655</id><published>2010-11-08T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T18:25:12.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Sports 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TNi3ewItWkI/AAAAAAAADNw/QRTbw4IOXbU/s1600/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TNi3ewItWkI/AAAAAAAADNw/QRTbw4IOXbU/s320/collage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Football season is over with. I can &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; say I miss it. This was all new to Ethan #28. First time in pads. He played QB all year. He would rather play running back, but there was know one else that could do QB. He did enjoy it. He played on Defense. The kid played the whole game every game. Ethan is a leader. The boys &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; got to go to Glen Ferry one night and play under the lights which was fun. Ethan &amp;amp; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; played &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;against&lt;/span&gt; each other at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Jamboree&lt;/span&gt;. Michael helped coach the team (sort of).&lt;br /&gt;I am super excited for next season. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TNi3fBJpkMI/AAAAAAAADN4/9U7pHNvZW4A/s1600/2010-10-071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TNi3fBJpkMI/AAAAAAAADN4/9U7pHNvZW4A/s320/2010-10-071.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Katie's 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; year playing soccer. She loves it. Katie became a little more &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;aggressive&lt;/span&gt;. I can tell she get &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;nervous&lt;/span&gt; out there when she is up against bigger kid, but again Katie was the smallest one on her team....again. They had a great season. The weather was perfect for soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TNi3fkShBbI/AAAAAAAADOA/Rl1rNe3oRIE/s1600/2010-09-13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TNi3fkShBbI/AAAAAAAADOA/Rl1rNe3oRIE/s320/2010-09-13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lets's&lt;/span&gt; go Shoshone!!! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;WoW&lt;/span&gt;!! What a great season for these boys. Last year they won 2. This year they won 6 lost 3. They missed the play off by one game. This is the best year we have ever seen since we have been here. Michael's JV was 5 -4. Ethan was the water boy again. He got to travel with the team. He takes his job very &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt;. See the pictures of Wyatt hitting hands with the other team. This was so funny. I was keeping my eye on him. Next thing I know he is out on the field giving the Grace team high fives. Even the head coach. It was super cute. He has been watching the games for so long he knows what to do. Michael really enjoyed this season. He has a great group of boys. That are returning next year. Again excited to see what they can do next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&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/551259419520423137-4842441204899346655?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/4842441204899346655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=4842441204899346655&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/4842441204899346655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/4842441204899346655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/11/fall-sports-2010.html' title='Fall Sports 2010'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TNi3ewItWkI/AAAAAAAADNw/QRTbw4IOXbU/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-8857135842657179485</id><published>2010-10-19T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T19:16:48.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what is we have been up to........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kids had Pj day at school. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TMRkPxoqBjI/AAAAAAAADMY/LeWerooC2wc/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531656464502490674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TMRkPxoqBjI/AAAAAAAADMY/LeWerooC2wc/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every year during harvest week at school they decorate potatoes. It's nice that they are all getting bigger so that they can come up with their own ideas. Ethan's was a pirate and he made a ship out of his box. Bry had an idea for Katie an M &amp;amp; M so we got the paint out. Ellie we made a popcorn potato and we glued popcorn on the potato. Bry made a mars potato. They all turned out great. Ethan won in his grade.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TL5mw8PqzOI/AAAAAAAADMQ/oztp1TWVupY/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529970383449148642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TL5mw8PqzOI/AAAAAAAADMQ/oztp1TWVupY/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Farm day...in Gooding is every day (hehe) but for my kids it's different. We pull these clothes out just for this day. Then we put them back in the attic until next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TL5mwnkkgVI/AAAAAAAADMI/XcnthN98_0A/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529970377899671890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TL5mwnkkgVI/AAAAAAAADMI/XcnthN98_0A/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Malad Gorge State Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TL5mwEl9R_I/AAAAAAAADMA/hIunwpylkpM/s1600/200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529970368510248946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TL5mwEl9R_I/AAAAAAAADMA/hIunwpylkpM/s320/200.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another picture of the kids at Malad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TL5lnExbkzI/AAAAAAAADL4/z8cP6ZwCPJc/s1600/209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529969114427921202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TL5lnExbkzI/AAAAAAAADL4/z8cP6ZwCPJc/s320/209.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Michael &amp;amp; the kids at the Devil's Washbowl overlook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TL5lmzXUrwI/AAAAAAAADLw/M3JCqMnsP0Y/s1600/198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529969109755014914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TL5lmzXUrwI/AAAAAAAADLw/M3JCqMnsP0Y/s320/198.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spirit day! Everyone was dressed in red &amp;amp; black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TL5lmuO4ECI/AAAAAAAADLo/z1gPzoWM-TQ/s1600/141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529969108377407522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TL5lmuO4ECI/AAAAAAAADLo/z1gPzoWM-TQ/s320/141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is classic. I had to take Katie to soccer. I told the big kids to shuck the corn. I came home and they thought it would be nice to watch TV as they did this chore. I got to give it to them very smart move on their part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TL5kV3ZVGRI/AAAAAAAADLg/H1npi6llGDo/s1600/102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529967719267768594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TL5kV3ZVGRI/AAAAAAAADLg/H1npi6llGDo/s320/102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I canned peach's for the first time. It was fun. Not to hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TL5kVXSevSI/AAAAAAAADLY/pEgWYcsEzWQ/s1600/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529967710649105698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TL5kVXSevSI/AAAAAAAADLY/pEgWYcsEzWQ/s320/071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan decided to run for Treasurer in the 5th grade. Here are his posters. He came up with this quote "The more we do the more we can do". Not sure where he found that or came up with it. When he told me it I asked him and he said by myself. Then he asked me if he needed to explain it to me. No Ethan I got it thanks. Man never knew that in 5th grade you were so smart. The day he gave his speech he came down stairs in a white shirt and tie. He was the only one that dressed up. He took this very seriously. He did win the election.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TL5kU7h9IvI/AAAAAAAADLQ/p17q8TPxoA8/s1600/184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529967703197819634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TL5kU7h9IvI/AAAAAAAADLQ/p17q8TPxoA8/s320/184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My gangsters....Wyatt loves copying the girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TL5kUjWiLUI/AAAAAAAADLI/pp0GaErrFbM/s1600/183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529967696707464514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TL5kUjWiLUI/AAAAAAAADLI/pp0GaErrFbM/s320/183.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hat day at school. So they all wore their hats from Disneyland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TL5kUV2cC8I/AAAAAAAADLA/inzPwy1SzFk/s1600/110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529967693083184066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TL5kUV2cC8I/AAAAAAAADLA/inzPwy1SzFk/s320/110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spirit week at Shoshone Michael dressed up like Chris Farley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TL5iv5g3pQI/AAAAAAAADK4/VSm6qPNL9rY/s1600/108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529965967489606914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TL5iv5g3pQI/AAAAAAAADK4/VSm6qPNL9rY/s320/108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kids waiting for the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TL5ivXnjzYI/AAAAAAAADKw/P18UbcxeulY/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529965958390861186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TL5ivXnjzYI/AAAAAAAADKw/P18UbcxeulY/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We left everyone behind went to Provo to watch Huskies play. They lost but had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TL5iuwnm3cI/AAAAAAAADKo/W9Kcgaq21Rg/s1600/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529965947922079170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TL5iuwnm3cI/AAAAAAAADKo/W9Kcgaq21Rg/s320/072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I still need to post fall sports. There is a look of what we have been doing.&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/551259419520423137-8857135842657179485?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/8857135842657179485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=8857135842657179485&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/8857135842657179485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/8857135842657179485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-is-what-is-we-have-been-up-to.html' title='This is what is we have been up to........'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TMRkPxoqBjI/AAAAAAAADMY/LeWerooC2wc/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-7596995462861603694</id><published>2010-10-14T09:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T20:38:04.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hippo Therapy...lots of pictures ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is amazing to me. Tara (not talking about myself) who is a physical therapist here in Gooding. Hippo Therapy is her thing. She found the horses. She put flyer's around town asking for volunteers and a lot of people come to help her. It takes up to five people to make it work. Here is the list of people needed someone to lead the horse,two people to hold each side of Wyatt while he rides, Connie who is the occupational therapist (who we love) and some one to hold Connie's bag of toys. So it takes a small army to do this every week. They are all so kind. I get a little choked up when we show up every week. These people are here because they want to help. They have fallen in love with my little man.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLuy1HCON2I/AAAAAAAADJQ/wWNNZ7r0lP4/s1600/158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529209593018595170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLuy1HCON2I/AAAAAAAADJQ/wWNNZ7r0lP4/s320/158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Below: is a shot of Wyatt getting ready to get off the horse. The horse goes in between the ramps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLuy0ieqb-I/AAAAAAAADJI/ttzPo-IAM2E/s1600/247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529209583205773282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLuy0ieqb-I/AAAAAAAADJI/ttzPo-IAM2E/s320/247.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Below: Wyatt holding a ball. Riding the horse improves neurological function &amp;amp; sensory processing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLuy0AgCNXI/AAAAAAAADJA/8c6IxJ8fs_g/s1600/241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529209574084719986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLuy0AgCNXI/AAAAAAAADJA/8c6IxJ8fs_g/s320/241.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is shooting a bean bag in the bucket.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLuyzjLaRxI/AAAAAAAADI4/3zsrcPOyEhc/s1600/224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529209566213588754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLuyzjLaRxI/AAAAAAAADI4/3zsrcPOyEhc/s320/224.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You maybe asking why is it called hippo Therapy. The root word (hippo) in Greek means horse. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLcusB9nZGI/AAAAAAAADIw/K8A3kmkY-NA/s1600/203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527938401596564578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLcusB9nZGI/AAAAAAAADIw/K8A3kmkY-NA/s320/203.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above: Wyatt leading his horse sizzler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLcr8wAEFEI/AAAAAAAADIo/vmG4sZ3N0Tw/s1600/206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527935390297887810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLcr8wAEFEI/AAAAAAAADIo/vmG4sZ3N0Tw/s320/206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above: Connie getting his gear on to ride. He has to wear the helmet and a belt. So if the horse for some reason gets excited they grab the belt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLcr8dr77eI/AAAAAAAADIg/Zw00_RWSAmc/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527935385381629410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLcr8dr77eI/AAAAAAAADIg/Zw00_RWSAmc/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above: This is Wyatt first time at Hippo therapy and he is not sure. Connie was trying to convince him to get on. The only way he got on the first time was with me. So we both got therapy that day:). But it only took that one time. He gets on every time by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLcr77duXAI/AAAAAAAADIY/4qtv-vO7EUs/s1600/146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527935376195214338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLcr77duXAI/AAAAAAAADIY/4qtv-vO7EUs/s320/146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above: This just cracks me up. They have him ride the horse back wards. It helps different muscles in his torso &amp;amp; legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLcr7bLGTSI/AAAAAAAADIQ/G2fEKl-ukgo/s1600/149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527935367527157026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLcr7bLGTSI/AAAAAAAADIQ/G2fEKl-ukgo/s320/149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above:Here is my man working hard. Trying to stack the cones on top of each other. You can see the volunteer holding down his left hand. So he has to do it with his right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLcr6mgkc9I/AAAAAAAADII/UAK74Vm3ueo/s1600/164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527935353390134226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLcr6mgkc9I/AAAAAAAADII/UAK74Vm3ueo/s320/164.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Above: This is just truly remarkable. He is able to stretch like this with both arms out. You really can't tell what his weaker side is by this picture. I think I am going to blow this picture up. Love all of Wyatt's therapists and the volunteers that come and help. &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/551259419520423137-7596995462861603694?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/7596995462861603694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=7596995462861603694&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/7596995462861603694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/7596995462861603694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/10/hippo-therapylots-of-pictures.html' title='Hippo Therapy...lots of pictures ;)'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLuy1HCON2I/AAAAAAAADJQ/wWNNZ7r0lP4/s72-c/158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-42740170955057978</id><published>2010-10-09T20:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T21:09:30.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wyatt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here we go....Wyatt went back to Pre School on Sept. 13. He goes three days a week. He is gone from 8:45 -12:00 Monday though Wednesday. Last picture before we got in the car.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLE19k4HXhI/AAAAAAAADIA/NHuAmJtZR3Q/s1600/186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526257549747641874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLE19k4HXhI/AAAAAAAADIA/NHuAmJtZR3Q/s320/186.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Got to kiss this little man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLE19Ss6tRI/AAAAAAAADH4/mno2sadSBQw/s1600/191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526257544868836626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLE19Ss6tRI/AAAAAAAADH4/mno2sadSBQw/s320/191.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is ready to head out the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLE1OjFxzgI/AAAAAAAADHw/YPMhxREIfuU/s1600/185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526256741814226434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLE1OjFxzgI/AAAAAAAADHw/YPMhxREIfuU/s320/185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He looks to little to walk in there. Some one has just asked me if he is 2. I said no he is just a few months away turning 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLE1OebzLzI/AAAAAAAADHo/IeT7pT1-UI8/s1600/193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526256740564414258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLE1OebzLzI/AAAAAAAADHo/IeT7pT1-UI8/s320/193.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is so sweet. Great friends. They ride the bus together every day. Wyatt gets so excited to see Riley. Wyatt's class is out side for recess when I come and pick up Ellie from school. Wyatt is on the black top following Riley around. BFF for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLE1N50oVMI/AAAAAAAADHg/dOmhYABBARI/s1600/197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526256730736448706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLE1N50oVMI/AAAAAAAADHg/dOmhYABBARI/s320/197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love this shot. It good to see him return to me safe and sound. He still needs help on and off the bus. He has his brace in his hand. This summer wearing sandals he has figure out how to take off his sandals and braces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLE1NVE57fI/AAAAAAAADHY/T1tTWOdeHOM/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526256720872599026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLE1NVE57fI/AAAAAAAADHY/T1tTWOdeHOM/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wyatt had a running nose so I told him to go get some toilet paper. He comes back with this. I think he had the whole roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLE1NL2CIII/AAAAAAAADHQ/4xHHLYfFKks/s1600/666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526256718394302594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLE1NL2CIII/AAAAAAAADHQ/4xHHLYfFKks/s320/666.JPG" /&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/551259419520423137-42740170955057978?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/42740170955057978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=42740170955057978&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/42740170955057978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/42740170955057978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/10/wyatt.html' title='Wyatt'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TLE19k4HXhI/AAAAAAAADIA/NHuAmJtZR3Q/s72-c/186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-4669872973228120878</id><published>2010-10-05T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T18:57:28.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Katie &amp;amp; Keshia&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TKt44JrIUGI/AAAAAAAADGE/kFikBITeh3E/s1600/104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524642273964871778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TKt44JrIUGI/AAAAAAAADGE/kFikBITeh3E/s320/104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little back yard football game &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TKt438xNVnI/AAAAAAAADF8/nUurC6sHE4M/s1600/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524642270500705906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TKt438xNVnI/AAAAAAAADF8/nUurC6sHE4M/s320/088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wyatt peeking through the gate to talk to the little neighbor girls.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TKt29C42jzI/AAAAAAAADFs/DxDMHO6YrzM/s1600/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524640159019470642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TKt29C42jzI/AAAAAAAADFs/DxDMHO6YrzM/s320/081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At Grandma Howard's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TKt28xQzEOI/AAAAAAAADFk/pvtkRgcz8Gs/s1600/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524640154288066786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TKt28xQzEOI/AAAAAAAADFk/pvtkRgcz8Gs/s320/075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cool girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TKt2TPuvvdI/AAAAAAAADFc/DubZnNPyxAQ/s1600/100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524639440912235986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TKt2TPuvvdI/AAAAAAAADFc/DubZnNPyxAQ/s320/100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Good looking kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TKt2SzS9wmI/AAAAAAAADFU/hS-rqe83cnQ/s1600/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524639433279521378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TKt2SzS9wmI/AAAAAAAADFU/hS-rqe83cnQ/s320/079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Acey showing us his skills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TKt2R_cCsEI/AAAAAAAADFM/y4qQEFXsCgg/s1600/098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524639419358949442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TKt2R_cCsEI/AAAAAAAADFM/y4qQEFXsCgg/s320/098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WOW! Who's kid is this? Of course it is a Shaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TKt2RRBdyzI/AAAAAAAADFE/YL44MRCMJaM/s1600/093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524639406899448626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TKt2RRBdyzI/AAAAAAAADFE/YL44MRCMJaM/s320/093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wonderful day at mom's the weather was perfect. Food was great of course could not be better. Great day spent outside.&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/551259419520423137-4669872973228120878?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/4669872973228120878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=4669872973228120878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/4669872973228120878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/4669872973228120878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/10/labor-day.html' title='Labor Day!'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TKt44JrIUGI/AAAAAAAADGE/kFikBITeh3E/s72-c/104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-5739425384074404704</id><published>2010-09-26T19:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T19:55:34.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here we go again!! Another school year. This is Michael's 5th year teaching in Shoshone and 7 years all together. How in the world did that happen? Seems like I just saw him walk in graduation at UNLV. He has finished all of his Masters classes. Now just needs to take the test. Got to love his smile. He gives me a hard time every year but by cracky I am going to get the picture.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TKAJgKg_v9I/AAAAAAAADEs/n907ZfIv5Ig/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521423591339442130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TKAJgKg_v9I/AAAAAAAADEs/n907ZfIv5Ig/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now this just breaks my heart. I HATE IT! I know I am a broken record. But they grow up so fast. Hard to believe that all 4 of them are in the school now. As we walked in Ellie says Mom hold my hand. With that I did and held my tears back. I think she was a little nervous being the first day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TKAJJyPo4oI/AAAAAAAADEk/vt4fSMjT5k4/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521423206867067522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TKAJJyPo4oI/AAAAAAAADEk/vt4fSMjT5k4/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan with Miss. Roseberg. After taking this picture I leaned in to give Ethan a kiss &amp;amp; hug. He moved away. Can you believe? Not even thinking about it seemed so normal to do that. He denied me a kiss &amp;amp; hug. The thing is I was not trying to embarrass him or tease him. When he got home from school I asked him how it was. I quote...mom it's the same stuff every year they tell us the rules. I heard it all before. Ok then so what did I learn the first day of school from Ethan that at 5th grade you have figure it all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TKAJJl71LmI/AAAAAAAADEc/kko7MXJmu3Y/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521423203562761826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TKAJJl71LmI/AAAAAAAADEc/kko7MXJmu3Y/s320/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bryanna with Mrs. Caliborn. Oh how we love her. Bryanna was super excited get her this year. She on the other hand did give me a hug. Bry is going to have so much fun in 4th grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TKAJI7VrkFI/AAAAAAAADEU/VZxH2PQ9deg/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521423192128458834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TKAJI7VrkFI/AAAAAAAADEU/VZxH2PQ9deg/s320/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Katie with Mrs. Anderson. This is the first year having her as a teacher. We heard great things from others. I think Katie will do great in 2nd grade. Katie sure is tired after school the days are so long for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TKAJIkWAj7I/AAAAAAAADEM/x5v_INUyy94/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521423185955819442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TKAJIkWAj7I/AAAAAAAADEM/x5v_INUyy94/s320/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look who is in Kindergarten! ELLIE! Can you believe it. We moved to Idaho she was only 18 months old. She really enjoyed shopping for her new school clothes and supplies. She has a few friends in her class that she knows from church and pre-school last year. She has such an attitude&lt;br /&gt;you would think she was headed into High School.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TKAJIeLGvkI/AAAAAAAADEE/xiiV9yC8sc0/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521423184299474498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TKAJIeLGvkI/AAAAAAAADEE/xiiV9yC8sc0/s320/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There you have it. They have been back at it for about a month now. I hope this year bring a lot of success, learning and a lot of fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-5739425384074404704?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/5739425384074404704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=5739425384074404704&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/5739425384074404704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/5739425384074404704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/09/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TKAJgKg_v9I/AAAAAAAADEs/n907ZfIv5Ig/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-6397507407732148078</id><published>2010-09-22T12:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T13:22:00.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Shoot......of the Perry Bunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ENJOY..........&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TJpkl_6nuYI/AAAAAAAADDY/32E3elJS02Y/s1600/197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519834897271208322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TJpkl_6nuYI/AAAAAAAADDY/32E3elJS02Y/s320/197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TJpj4BzzULI/AAAAAAAADDQ/_tg46aBuYHA/s1600/162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519834107505496242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TJpj4BzzULI/AAAAAAAADDQ/_tg46aBuYHA/s320/162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TJpixPHsWfI/AAAAAAAADDI/Bf2SIVM6MxM/s1600/196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519832891307874802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TJpixPHsWfI/AAAAAAAADDI/Bf2SIVM6MxM/s320/196.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TJpiw2V8jUI/AAAAAAAADDA/vwNairAp9Zc/s1600/193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519832884656770370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TJpiw2V8jUI/AAAAAAAADDA/vwNairAp9Zc/s320/193.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TJpiwbrrPBI/AAAAAAAADC4/RZMygVGks4Y/s1600/194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519832877500152850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TJpiwbrrPBI/AAAAAAAADC4/RZMygVGks4Y/s320/194.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TJpiv_qvhgI/AAAAAAAADCw/p39Pl-0ize0/s1600/168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519832869980046850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TJpiv_qvhgI/AAAAAAAADCw/p39Pl-0ize0/s320/168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TJphcZbNYtI/AAAAAAAADCo/VgPKrPQ2Dgc/s1600/161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519831433785205458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TJphcZbNYtI/AAAAAAAADCo/VgPKrPQ2Dgc/s320/161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TJphb2Ct-MI/AAAAAAAADCg/tTZPDyg8HNI/s1600/157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519831424287242434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TJphb2Ct-MI/AAAAAAAADCg/tTZPDyg8HNI/s320/157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TJphbFL30lI/AAAAAAAADCY/4TaflXAZPco/s1600/158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519831411172299346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TJphbFL30lI/AAAAAAAADCY/4TaflXAZPco/s320/158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TJphaqiNmPI/AAAAAAAADCQ/9KUp5SF_7as/s1600/159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519831404018243826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TJphaqiNmPI/AAAAAAAADCQ/9KUp5SF_7as/s320/159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TJphaO4_fNI/AAAAAAAADCI/djNNChm5pac/s1600/160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519831396597595346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TJphaO4_fNI/AAAAAAAADCI/djNNChm5pac/s320/160.JPG" /&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/551259419520423137-6397507407732148078?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/6397507407732148078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=6397507407732148078&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/6397507407732148078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/6397507407732148078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/09/photo-shootof-perry-bunch.html' title='Photo Shoot......of the Perry Bunch'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TJpkl_6nuYI/AAAAAAAADDY/32E3elJS02Y/s72-c/197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-5145152631385180235</id><published>2010-09-13T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T17:13:03.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Washington</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TI7H7YQlIJI/AAAAAAAAC_o/vCf2i6wj6u8/s1600/2010-08-22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TI7H7YQlIJI/AAAAAAAAC_o/vCf2i6wj6u8/s320/2010-08-22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A trip to Washington. John, Amie &amp;amp; Jagger flew in for the weekend. We wanted to see my brothers. It's been over a year. Everyone was able to make it there other then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Camie&lt;/span&gt; and the girls. I still am waiting till we all will be at the same place at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;First stop was in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kalma&lt;/span&gt; to see and old friend. It amazes me that we can pick right up. Have not seen each other in years. It was a great visit with Sonya and her family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We stopped to see Auntie Peg. The last time the kids had been to Washington was when Grandma Johnson passed away that has been over 5 years. They all knew who Auntie Peg was cause they talk to her on the phone. Wyatt thought she was great he called her grandma.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TI7H7nZ1-UI/AAAAAAAAC_w/jk3BJVpKlAE/s1600/2010-08-222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TI7H7nZ1-UI/AAAAAAAAC_w/jk3BJVpKlAE/s320/2010-08-222.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We had to stop and eat at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Merconi's&lt;/span&gt; for lunch. Michael and I missed those sandwiches. We went down to the Olympia pier and walked around the market place it was a beautiful day in the Northwest. We showed them Ethan's first house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TI7H8QjmZBI/AAAAAAAAC_4/4rhIHYKFnUg/s1600/2010-08-221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TI7H8QjmZBI/AAAAAAAAC_4/4rhIHYKFnUg/s320/2010-08-221.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We walked around the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tumwater&lt;/span&gt; falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TI7H9JJ6gtI/AAAAAAAADAA/Pi2fXcp_g0E/s1600/2010-08-223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TI7H9JJ6gtI/AAAAAAAADAA/Pi2fXcp_g0E/s320/2010-08-223.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;Gus &amp;amp; Bridgett have a great place. Kids jumped on the trampoline and ran through the sprinklers. Had a Bar -Q with Aunt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Afton&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Uncle Matt. The girls slept outside and that is something they have never done before. Boys played a little football. Took the kids to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Doty&lt;/span&gt; store to get candy. The price went up, it was a cent now it is 2 cents :). Best place to get candy. Oh how that was a treat for me and my siblings growing up. Grandma would give us .50 we would come back with so much candy. We went swimming in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chehalis&lt;/span&gt; river. I was surprised how warm it was. The kids love the open water having the current take them down stream. Oh we spent hours in the river growing up Grandma would take us down there. When we got older Gus, Belle &amp;amp; I would spend the summer down at the trestle. Gus would jump off. Belle &amp;amp; I would just hang there until we could not hold on any longer. Belle &amp;amp; I made a run to Fuller to get devil dogs. Man those are the best. Had a great visit. Thanks to Gus &amp;amp; Bridgett we had a blast. &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&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/551259419520423137-5145152631385180235?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/5145152631385180235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=5145152631385180235&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/5145152631385180235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/5145152631385180235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/09/washington.html' title='Washington'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TI7H7YQlIJI/AAAAAAAAC_o/vCf2i6wj6u8/s72-c/2010-08-22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-2257642472416566602</id><published>2010-09-05T20:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T19:21:23.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swim Team!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So here we have another year of swim team. The kids enjoy it so much. Man they sure have improved since last year. They have practice 5 days a week for 45 minutes. I got brave this year and let Ethan and Bryanna ride their bikes to the pool. I cut the cord a little at a time. Here is the kids at the final meet. This year's final was in Twin falls.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TIRkzC1GoRI/AAAAAAAAC74/KKrANDs_8a0/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513642671904039186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TIRkzC1GoRI/AAAAAAAAC74/KKrANDs_8a0/s320/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bry showing here team spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TIRky4RNakI/AAAAAAAAC7w/V261W7Yrt1s/s1600/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513642669069134402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TIRky4RNakI/AAAAAAAAC7w/V261W7Yrt1s/s320/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Same with Big E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TIRkyu8dVlI/AAAAAAAAC7o/wVaBrrTp21o/s1600/100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513642666566178386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TIRkyu8dVlI/AAAAAAAAC7o/wVaBrrTp21o/s320/100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That is Ethan diving in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TIRkyCyIwfI/AAAAAAAAC7g/PGXFjgl2uf8/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513642654711726578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TIRkyCyIwfI/AAAAAAAAC7g/PGXFjgl2uf8/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bryanna doing the back stroke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TIRjIXhEjbI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/Eq8RNzhNpa8/s1600/150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513640839211158962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TIRjIXhEjbI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/Eq8RNzhNpa8/s320/150.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacey K diving in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TIRjH9misBI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/kFavoy3VMpA/s1600/110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513640832254783506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TIRjH9misBI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/kFavoy3VMpA/s320/110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TIRjHvTL7TI/AAAAAAAAC7I/b1_ZS_XCPC4/s1600/082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513640828415503666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TIRjHvTL7TI/AAAAAAAAC7I/b1_ZS_XCPC4/s320/082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was pretty cool. Jett stronger this year he was able to compete this year. So fun to watch the little ones get across the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TIRjHdRNqdI/AAAAAAAAC7A/x9Bfh_Dx6JY/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513640823575390674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TIRjHdRNqdI/AAAAAAAAC7A/x9Bfh_Dx6JY/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ellie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TIRjHAm7LYI/AAAAAAAAC64/srJ2iCJJc3M/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513640815881825666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TIRjHAm7LYI/AAAAAAAAC64/srJ2iCJJc3M/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Katie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So to save money this year. Katie and Ellie did not take swim lessons. They were a part of the swim team. But I had to get in the pool with them two days a week. I am not a swimmer. Don't get me wrong I know how, but not good enough to teach them. Good thing I got some help half the time. Katie or Ellie did not make it cross the pool so they never got to compete this year. I am sure Katie will be able next year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-2257642472416566602?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/2257642472416566602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=2257642472416566602&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/2257642472416566602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/2257642472416566602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/09/swim-team.html' title='Swim Team!'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TIRkzC1GoRI/AAAAAAAAC74/KKrANDs_8a0/s72-c/031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-6543013621036609867</id><published>2010-08-23T18:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T19:19:06.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Half Marathon!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is something that I have wanted to do for some time now. I did it!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/THMkY5OjnrI/AAAAAAAAC6M/WIh47PeZr2w/s1600/261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508786779301584562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/THMkY5OjnrI/AAAAAAAAC6M/WIh47PeZr2w/s320/261.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I ran the Rock &amp;amp; Roll half Marathon in Idaho Falls. They say it is the fastest half marathon in the state cause it is so flat. I sure didn't think it was that flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/THMkYRv4BdI/AAAAAAAAC6E/OV_y_jlq-Y8/s1600/272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508786768703915474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/THMkYRv4BdI/AAAAAAAAC6E/OV_y_jlq-Y8/s320/272.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I hate hills!! There was gravel road too. Which I am not a fan of either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/THMkXSdjY5I/AAAAAAAAC58/WCaRR7z4oGw/s1600/275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508786751715632018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/THMkXSdjY5I/AAAAAAAAC58/WCaRR7z4oGw/s320/275.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So close but still so far away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/THMkWg5oPzI/AAAAAAAAC50/7Sd7enGkhIw/s1600/286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508786738411618098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/THMkWg5oPzI/AAAAAAAAC50/7Sd7enGkhIw/s320/286.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is my victory look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/THMkWCbnK2I/AAAAAAAAC5s/0oqdXUIa2I4/s1600/289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508786730232654690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/THMkWCbnK2I/AAAAAAAAC5s/0oqdXUIa2I4/s320/289.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; #61 I did it in 2 hours and 43 minutes. The race was more then I was prepared for but I got it done. I am bring my running partner with me next year. Kelly we have to find hills to run!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-6543013621036609867?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/6543013621036609867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=6543013621036609867&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/6543013621036609867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/6543013621036609867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/08/half-marathon.html' title='Half Marathon!!'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/THMkY5OjnrI/AAAAAAAAC6M/WIh47PeZr2w/s72-c/261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-5134303469212768724</id><published>2010-08-22T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T17:34:39.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation..... to the Happiest Place on Earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had to copy April's idea with the collage. I was trying to make a slide show but it was just to many pictures. Here you have it our 5 days in Disneyland and California adventure. Day 1...July 4...Katie is still to short to ride Indiana Jones. Firework show was awesome.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/THGzY9QpafI/AAAAAAAAC4E/JNz1EovA-1c/s1600/Day+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508381060593445362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/THGzY9QpafI/AAAAAAAAC4E/JNz1EovA-1c/s320/Day+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Day 2 California Adventure...Saw Mickey, The Aladdin show. We have seen a few times but it never gets old. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bry&lt;/span&gt; danced with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HSM&lt;/span&gt; group. Ellie rides Tower of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Terror&lt;/span&gt; for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/THGzYOxKIjI/AAAAAAAAC38/YmHYbZHyKj4/s1600/Day+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508381048113340978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/THGzYOxKIjI/AAAAAAAAC38/YmHYbZHyKj4/s320/Day+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Day 3 Back to Disneyland....kids get their faces painted. We surprised the kids by meeting Catlin. Michael started sending Ethan &amp;amp; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bry&lt;/span&gt; to go get fast passes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/THGzXhVwmaI/AAAAAAAAC30/2Tj7kIhPNSw/s1600/Day+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508381035918825890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/THGzXhVwmaI/AAAAAAAAC30/2Tj7kIhPNSw/s320/Day+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Day 4...California Adventure...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bry&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Andrew win a Goofy while fishing. Watched the parade (which is one of my favorite things to do at the park).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/THGzXNBedlI/AAAAAAAAC3s/9mj1SFCScTU/s1600/Day+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508381030465042002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/THGzXNBedlI/AAAAAAAAC3s/9mj1SFCScTU/s320/Day+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bry&lt;/span&gt;, Katie &amp;amp; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dallin&lt;/span&gt; went through Jedi Training. We spent 65 hours in both parks in five days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/THGzWml4UAI/AAAAAAAAC3k/M7xGS8Dzjds/s1600/Day+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508381020148748290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/THGzWml4UAI/AAAAAAAAC3k/M7xGS8Dzjds/s320/Day+5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THE END!!&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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-5134303469212768724?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/5134303469212768724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=5134303469212768724&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/5134303469212768724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/5134303469212768724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/08/vacation-to-best-place-on-earth.html' title='Vacation..... to the Happiest Place on Earth'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/THGzY9QpafI/AAAAAAAAC4E/JNz1EovA-1c/s72-c/Day+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-455194315704448865</id><published>2010-07-16T19:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T18:29:00.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baseball 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ethan played catcher all year. Which I was surprised how much he loved it. He played short stop last year and did an awesome job. This year he wanted to try something else I guess. He did a great job behind the plate. Made his mommy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;proud, &lt;/span&gt;that was my spot back in the day.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEUV1PCHrI/AAAAAAAACuI/KRBh0vYt6hI/s1600/608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494695385668656818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEUV1PCHrI/AAAAAAAACuI/KRBh0vYt6hI/s320/608.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little Wyatt is so ready to play ball. He wants to join in so bad. We had games 4 days a week. So he got a good taste of it. Two more years and it will be his turn to shine on the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEUVbx4-yI/AAAAAAAACuA/3CwWw4rrgis/s1600/647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494695378835536674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEUVbx4-yI/AAAAAAAACuA/3CwWw4rrgis/s320/647.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well Michael &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have much of a choice this year about coaching. I figure we got to be at the field anyway we might as well coach. Michael had a great time. They won every game. He had great dad's that were there and so willing to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEUVANVz-I/AAAAAAAACt4/t-iGnxEI-Bs/s1600/128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494695371434479586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEUVANVz-I/AAAAAAAACt4/t-iGnxEI-Bs/s320/128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bry&lt;/span&gt; Faye played Pee Wee this year. Next year she moves on to girl's pitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEP7f6rVOI/AAAAAAAACtw/StprkZEotL8/s1600/104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494690535223022818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEP7f6rVOI/AAAAAAAACtw/StprkZEotL8/s320/104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Charlie a.k.a Ellie this is her first year playing t-ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEP7FApSuI/AAAAAAAACto/JEIP_DbqT_o/s1600/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494690528000297698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEP7FApSuI/AAAAAAAACto/JEIP_DbqT_o/s320/058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Katie last year of t-ball she is headed up to play Pee Wee next year. I think it was fun for these two girls be on the same team this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEP6oNSpWI/AAAAAAAACtg/vwSPQIRIbZE/s1600/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494690520268711266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEP6oNSpWI/AAAAAAAACtg/vwSPQIRIbZE/s320/060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I coached the girls t-ball team. Had lots of fun doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEP6d5hmyI/AAAAAAAACtY/gsnATwLRStI/s1600/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494690517501451042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEP6d5hmyI/AAAAAAAACtY/gsnATwLRStI/s320/056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bry&lt;/span&gt; she became a great hitter this year. I loved when she would run the bases and smile. She got a double and turned around to give me thumbs up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEP6FdSsxI/AAAAAAAACtQ/9J45vB7JJ8Q/s1600/157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494690510940582674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEP6FdSsxI/AAAAAAAACtQ/9J45vB7JJ8Q/s320/157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There you have it another year of baseball has come and gone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-455194315704448865?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/455194315704448865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=455194315704448865&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/455194315704448865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/455194315704448865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/07/baseball-2010.html' title='Baseball 2010'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEUV1PCHrI/AAAAAAAACuI/KRBh0vYt6hI/s72-c/608.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-3611023739462537605</id><published>2010-07-16T18:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T18:27:15.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bry has a new look!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEMVoeKpzI/AAAAAAAACtI/F8oA1aAU_M0/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494686586149447474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEMVoeKpzI/AAAAAAAACtI/F8oA1aAU_M0/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Right before school got out Bry had to get glasses. Her teacher kept sending her down to the nurse's office to get her eye's checked, but they always said she was fine. Bry continued to complain that she could not see the board. Well at the end of the year she scored bad enough to take her to the eye doctor. Sure enough she had to have them. She really likes wearing them. Her teacher told me that she has 12 kids in the class that wear glasses. Ethan got them in 3rd grade too. I think you look great in your glasses Bryanna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-3611023739462537605?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/3611023739462537605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=3611023739462537605&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/3611023739462537605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/3611023739462537605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/07/bry-has-new-look.html' title='Bry has a new look!'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEMVoeKpzI/AAAAAAAACtI/F8oA1aAU_M0/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-8450348394761245177</id><published>2010-07-16T18:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T18:25:31.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toothless Katie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEF8OzF74I/AAAAAAAACs4/142NKmQHkyY/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494679552691400578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEF8OzF74I/AAAAAAAACs4/142NKmQHkyY/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All smiles from Katie. She has been toothless for months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-8450348394761245177?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/8450348394761245177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=8450348394761245177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/8450348394761245177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/8450348394761245177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/07/toothless-katie.html' title='Toothless Katie'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEF8OzF74I/AAAAAAAACs4/142NKmQHkyY/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-4261805755322374049</id><published>2010-07-16T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T18:24:22.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keshia's Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Keshia Marie Pittman graduated from Canyon Ridge High School Class of 2010&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEB0Yek8CI/AAAAAAAACsw/xvtIb5HKnPE/s1600/547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494675019804241954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEB0Yek8CI/AAAAAAAACsw/xvtIb5HKnPE/s320/547.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All smiles from Kesh all night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEB0B5vDzI/AAAAAAAACso/Gr5aHyfmvjM/s1600/560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494675013744135986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEB0B5vDzI/AAAAAAAACso/Gr5aHyfmvjM/s320/560.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oldest grand child to graduate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEBNLON20I/AAAAAAAACsg/qxixoKlG7XU/s1600/562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494674346231061314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEBNLON20I/AAAAAAAACsg/qxixoKlG7XU/s320/562.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aunt Belle with Kesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEBMvomBCI/AAAAAAAACsY/w5lM2DUpcxY/s1600/565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494674338825503778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEBMvomBCI/AAAAAAAACsY/w5lM2DUpcxY/s320/565.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Keshia &amp;amp; I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEBMZ1fMQI/AAAAAAAACsQ/R_Dh0Dme6uo/s1600/567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494674332974002434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEBMZ1fMQI/AAAAAAAACsQ/R_Dh0Dme6uo/s320/567.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Proud of you girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEBL4U6p_I/AAAAAAAACsI/GbU2ck80jR4/s1600/571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494674323979020274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEBL4U6p_I/AAAAAAAACsI/GbU2ck80jR4/s320/571.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Camie and the girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEBLb8OouI/AAAAAAAACsA/PyGRBV2s8ZQ/s1600/575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494674316359279330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEBLb8OouI/AAAAAAAACsA/PyGRBV2s8ZQ/s320/575.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a weird experience to sit though Keshia graduation. She was at mine and Belle's graduation. Now we went to hers. Time fly's by. It's hard to believe that we are old enough to have a niece finish high school. Congrats Keshia! We all love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-4261805755322374049?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/4261805755322374049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=4261805755322374049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/4261805755322374049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/4261805755322374049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/07/keshias-graduation.html' title='Keshia&apos;s Graduation'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TEEB0Yek8CI/AAAAAAAACsw/xvtIb5HKnPE/s72-c/547.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-950113000555030610</id><published>2010-06-26T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T17:41:50.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Surprise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is probably the funnest thing ever. Early Saturday morning on May 22, great grandmas birthday, I get a phone call and of course I am still in bed. I did not answer the phone, but heard great grandma on the answering machine. It took me about 30 minutes to get my butt out of bed to call her back. She asked me if we were going to be around today and I said we would be here all day. I then asked, "Why are you going to stop by?" ( for those who don't know she lives in Vegas which is a 9 hour ride here) She said well I am thinking about it. She will call me back. When Michael got home from his father and son camp out he called Grandma. She said that they were on their way here.  Michael asked who they were and grandma told him she went and woke Michael's mom up and said she was heading to Idaho. So they drove all day and we meet them at Chili's. Grandma said she wanted some chicken fried steak on her birthday. The kids had know idea that they were coming. It was a perfect surprise for everyone.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCa3xf2MWFI/AAAAAAAACrQ/E371-YD7REg/s1600/205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487275256987801682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCa3xf2MWFI/AAAAAAAACrQ/E371-YD7REg/s320/205.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan loving on Great Grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCa3w0k8cXI/AAAAAAAACrI/zPDTAj_n_bI/s1600/211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487275245372731762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCa3w0k8cXI/AAAAAAAACrI/zPDTAj_n_bI/s320/211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kids with Grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCa3wYZfuuI/AAAAAAAACrA/FSK7Xx4NS1I/s1600/218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487275237808519906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCa3wYZfuuI/AAAAAAAACrA/FSK7Xx4NS1I/s320/218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Great Grandma said that she didn't want to stay home for her birthday so she decided to come to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Idaho&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCa3v6nCIXI/AAAAAAAACq4/PO50_1lRyng/s1600/223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487275229812236658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCa3v6nCIXI/AAAAAAAACq4/PO50_1lRyng/s320/223.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday Grandma! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They left Sunday afternoon back to Vegas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-950113000555030610?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/950113000555030610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=950113000555030610&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/950113000555030610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/950113000555030610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/06/surprise.html' title='A Surprise!'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCa3xf2MWFI/AAAAAAAACrQ/E371-YD7REg/s72-c/205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-4335210714491728669</id><published>2010-06-23T19:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T12:27:29.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last week of school!!!  (OVER LOAD)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As you can tell I am trying to catch up with all of our events going on in the house. Here are pictures of the last week of school.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCLZbOa7KrI/AAAAAAAACqw/ftGT8Lu58Pc/s1600/288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486186357841406642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCLZbOa7KrI/AAAAAAAACqw/ftGT8Lu58Pc/s320/288.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Katie's field day. She and Ellie doing the 3 legged race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCLYFdOPgZI/AAAAAAAACqo/chQwvWRnfmM/s1600/425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486184884345995666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCLYFdOPgZI/AAAAAAAACqo/chQwvWRnfmM/s320/425.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wyatt trying to do the gunny sack race. Yes these pictures were taken at the end of May. It felt like winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCLYEZXsc7I/AAAAAAAACqg/CZKaGs3_lPk/s1600/454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486184866132030386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCLYEZXsc7I/AAAAAAAACqg/CZKaGs3_lPk/s320/454.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bry&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Natalie doing the 3 legged race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCLYDjkjkVI/AAAAAAAACqY/5aganAlhUFU/s1600/124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486184851690459474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCLYDjkjkVI/AAAAAAAACqY/5aganAlhUFU/s320/124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Boy in the blue shorts is Cody and Ethan is in the red shorts. Both took out their knee's in the hurdles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCLYCqZ2LiI/AAAAAAAACqQ/7PqAxphKrZg/s1600/170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486184836344720930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCLYCqZ2LiI/AAAAAAAACqQ/7PqAxphKrZg/s320/170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan's class doing the tug a war. They won. The first time Mrs. Claiborn's class has ever won the tug of war. Ethan and his buddies were stoked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCLYBYffuWI/AAAAAAAACqI/tfnTWJlscg8/s1600/507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486184814356707682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCLYBYffuWI/AAAAAAAACqI/tfnTWJlscg8/s320/507.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bry&lt;/span&gt; receiving the National Fitness Award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCLVw0vcSbI/AAAAAAAACqA/kAADNfsGCbY/s1600/509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486182330858752434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCLVw0vcSbI/AAAAAAAACqA/kAADNfsGCbY/s320/509.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Katie Ann rocking out during the pep assembly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCLH_jsG9sI/AAAAAAAACp4/9qsP4FLAXfk/s1600/515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486167190816618178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCLH_jsG9sI/AAAAAAAACp4/9qsP4FLAXfk/s320/515.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3rd grade girls did a couple of cheers during the pep assembly. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bry&lt;/span&gt; did a good job. She knew all the moves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCLH_KwFGaI/AAAAAAAACpw/D_Gc-fwbFIw/s1600/490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486167184122386850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCLH_KwFGaI/AAAAAAAACpw/D_Gc-fwbFIw/s320/490.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan receiving the Presidential Fitness Award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCLH-rI5zpI/AAAAAAAACpo/YeW2o-UaPus/s1600/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486167175636569746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCLH-rI5zpI/AAAAAAAACpo/YeW2o-UaPus/s320/075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Katie with her buddies walking to City Hall to proclaim being health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCLH-RZ8JXI/AAAAAAAACpg/7uVUNLWF-Zk/s1600/082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486167168728704370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCLH-RZ8JXI/AAAAAAAACpg/7uVUNLWF-Zk/s320/082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bry&lt;/span&gt; headed to City Hall too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCLH9yGgLpI/AAAAAAAACpY/j8zwlL489Zw/s1600/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486167160325680786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCLH9yGgLpI/AAAAAAAACpY/j8zwlL489Zw/s320/070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ethan was the head of the pack. He was in the fitness club all year. He was super happy to do this. Over all the school year was great. The kids got awesome grades. They love to learn. I heard people say that the year went by so fast. I sure didn't feel that way. So ready for summer. A different kind of craziness. Bring on baseball, late summer nights, swim team, Disneyland and whatever else may come are way. We now have a 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grader, 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grader, 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; grader, kindergarten, Wyatt will be returning to preschool. Wow! I think it is time to convince Michael to have #6. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-4335210714491728669?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/4335210714491728669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=4335210714491728669&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/4335210714491728669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/4335210714491728669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/06/last-week-of-school-over-load.html' title='Last week of school!!!  (OVER LOAD)'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCLZbOa7KrI/AAAAAAAACqw/ftGT8Lu58Pc/s72-c/288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-1525955646206170279</id><published>2010-06-22T20:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T12:21:04.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ellie and Wyatt Graduation from Pre-School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My little people graduated from preschool. I did it. I survived my kids going to preschool for 3 1/2 months. They went three times a week. For 3 hours. They sure enjoyed it. I just glad it is over with. I don't have to worry about it until the fall when Wyatt is by him self and Ellie is moving on to kindergarten.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCF79vSQMLI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5vH3phYerBg/s1600/093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485802121709236402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCF79vSQMLI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5vH3phYerBg/s320/093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wyatt with his diploma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCF7eaGkwOI/AAAAAAAACpI/cFV860kmVd8/s1600/083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485801583447163106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCF7eaGkwOI/AAAAAAAACpI/cFV860kmVd8/s320/083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids together. I think Ellie and Wyatt made good memories together by going to school together these three months. They sang songs with their classmates. Wyatt wasn't to sure what was going on. So he would sit on Grandma Howard's lap. Then go find his dad in the back of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCF7dzUvB6I/AAAAAAAACpA/vEtZKACO_iE/s1600/095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485801573037574050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCF7dzUvB6I/AAAAAAAACpA/vEtZKACO_iE/s320/095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ellie receiving her diploma. She was super excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCF7db7oR8I/AAAAAAAACo4/vEZLbuB4Y6Y/s1600/108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485801566758258626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCF7db7oR8I/AAAAAAAACo4/vEZLbuB4Y6Y/s320/108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us with our graduates. Big day for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCF7cwtIU7I/AAAAAAAACow/ibuPVZDR4Cg/s1600/109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485801555154719666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCF7cwtIU7I/AAAAAAAACow/ibuPVZDR4Cg/s320/109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miss Ellie with teacher Beth (Wyatt refused to be in the picture). She is an amazing lady. She is wonderful with the kids. And pretty much held my hand through this process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCF7cVacQTI/AAAAAAAACoo/-RF4u5xZ-yQ/s1600/110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485801547828576562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCF7cVacQTI/AAAAAAAACoo/-RF4u5xZ-yQ/s320/110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some of you have heard that Ellie has a HOT BFF (those were her words). Will here he is, Wyatt L. We will see if this relationship continues into kindergarten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-1525955646206170279?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/1525955646206170279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=1525955646206170279&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/1525955646206170279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/1525955646206170279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/06/ellie-and-wyatt-graduation-from-pre.html' title='Ellie and Wyatt Graduation from Pre-School'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCF79vSQMLI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5vH3phYerBg/s72-c/093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-385869883936785131</id><published>2010-06-22T20:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T12:16:04.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Happy Birthday Michael!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCF5jrVR00I/AAAAAAAACog/-zjMghsjjsI/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485799474948330306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCF5jrVR00I/AAAAAAAACog/-zjMghsjjsI/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Every year for Michael's birthday. We go out to his school and bring him treats to share with his class. This year we took out cup cakes and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;celebrated&lt;/span&gt; his 35&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday. We love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-385869883936785131?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/385869883936785131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=385869883936785131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/385869883936785131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/385869883936785131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-happy-birthday-michael.html' title='Happy Happy Birthday Michael!'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCF5jrVR00I/AAAAAAAACog/-zjMghsjjsI/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-1450748287008588501</id><published>2010-06-22T19:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T12:15:26.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Katie B-Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Katie turned 7 on May 5. I know....I know I am behind. Today is catch up day I hope.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCF0gEdlzAI/AAAAAAAACoI/simGnbOqnBE/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485793915416464386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCF0gEdlzAI/AAAAAAAACoI/simGnbOqnBE/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Miss Katie in her 1st grade class taken a bite of her cup cake. I think she just about got the whole thing in her month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCF0fumiNnI/AAAAAAAACoA/0-6AY5N3bXw/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485793909548398194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCF0fumiNnI/AAAAAAAACoA/0-6AY5N3bXw/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Katie's birthday party. Hanging outside with Ellie and her best buddy Jaden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCF0fPqeI-I/AAAAAAAACn4/6Xw4ZFRgKhE/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485793901243409378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCF0fPqeI-I/AAAAAAAACn4/6Xw4ZFRgKhE/s320/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She had a great day. Blowing out her candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCF0enMNXNI/AAAAAAAACnw/LSm33leKQ7M/s1600/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485793890379062482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCF0enMNXNI/AAAAAAAACnw/LSm33leKQ7M/s320/042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet little Katie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seven things about Katie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. She is the peacemaker in the home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Loves her friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. Loves to be outside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Enjoys playing soccer, basketball, and baseball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. She is silly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. She climbs up the wall between the walk wall and jumps down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. She can't wait to be 8 so she can be baptized&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We &lt;strong&gt;LOVE &lt;/strong&gt;you &lt;strong&gt;Katie!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-1450748287008588501?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/1450748287008588501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=1450748287008588501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/1450748287008588501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/1450748287008588501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/06/katie-b-day.html' title='Katie B-Day!'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TCF0gEdlzAI/AAAAAAAACoI/simGnbOqnBE/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-2306441923837150144</id><published>2010-06-06T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T07:12:10.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bryanna is 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;For &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bry's&lt;/span&gt; birthday this year she wanted a chocolate cake with chocolate frosting. So I did that but surprised her with four layers of cake with chocolate chips in between the the layers. She loved it! She is for sure my kid.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TAxwvdy3OdI/AAAAAAAACno/uRwFgmGIOww/s1600/100_0163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479878807357176274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TAxwvdy3OdI/AAAAAAAACno/uRwFgmGIOww/s320/100_0163.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bry's&lt;/span&gt; reaction with the bike was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TAxwcpyB3vI/AAAAAAAACng/s8sj31tzUUM/s1600/100_0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479878484157390578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TAxwcpyB3vI/AAAAAAAACng/s8sj31tzUUM/s320/100_0160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TAxtliQAmlI/AAAAAAAACnY/rNZwnyfZjbE/s1600/100_0161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479875338219592274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TAxtliQAmlI/AAAAAAAACnY/rNZwnyfZjbE/s320/100_0161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is called a coaster bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TAxtlAg2bnI/AAAAAAAACnQ/xrmwqiakTPI/s1600/100_0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479875329163423346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TAxtlAg2bnI/AAAAAAAACnQ/xrmwqiakTPI/s320/100_0162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nine things about &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. She is my biggest helper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Loves going to school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Enjoys&lt;/span&gt; helping us cook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Has the funnest &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;personalty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. Her belly laugh is the best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. She has great dance moves that surprise Michael and I (heaven help us)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. She plays soccer, basketball, volleyball, baseball &amp;amp; swim team&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8. Enjoys &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;achievement&lt;/span&gt; days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Knows&lt;/span&gt; which buttons to push to bug Ethan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We love you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bry&lt;/span&gt; Faye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-2306441923837150144?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/2306441923837150144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=2306441923837150144&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/2306441923837150144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/2306441923837150144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/06/bryanna-is-9.html' title='Bryanna is 9'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TAxwvdy3OdI/AAAAAAAACno/uRwFgmGIOww/s72-c/100_0163.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-8426055107978998111</id><published>2010-06-03T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T07:34:25.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach Babe!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S_KkAzGajQI/AAAAAAAAClg/0BGXp8H2iAo/s1600/288.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S-txGcR0kRI/AAAAAAAACho/GS14bNa4Rrk/s1600/462.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S-txGcR0kRI/AAAAAAAACho/GS14bNa4Rrk/s400/462.JPG" width="400" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S-txYZDuztI/AAAAAAAAChw/Uginp77AqHY/s1600/463.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S-txYZDuztI/AAAAAAAAChw/Uginp77AqHY/s400/463.JPG" width="267" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were at the Zoo walking up to see the&amp;nbsp;Koala bears. To get closer to them you have to walk up the stairs and see them. They are out in the open and so we did that. Ellie&amp;nbsp;was looking over some how and her flip flop fell into the exhibit of the Koala bears ( this could only happen to Ellie). There&amp;nbsp;were zoo keepers on the other side working and&amp;nbsp;a lot of people were standing there watching them. So I waited&amp;nbsp; and waited. I wanted one them to look up so I could get their attention that way. Well that was not going to happen. So I started to say Mam Mam. She&amp;nbsp;eventually looked up and I told her I was sorry for bothering&amp;nbsp;her but my daughters flip flop feel into the exhibit. She told me she would be there in a minute. Good thing&amp;nbsp;Koala bears sleep for hours on hours.&amp;nbsp;1st picture&amp;nbsp;is her flip flop in the exhbit 2nd is her&amp;nbsp;waiting for he shoe to return to her 3rd is her shoe's are back on and we are all ready for the next adventure. Oh ELLIE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S-twisKUkxI/AAAAAAAAChY/isv8n2al0b8/s1600/464.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S-twisKUkxI/AAAAAAAAChY/isv8n2al0b8/s400/464.JPG" width="400" wt="true" /&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/551259419520423137-8085277463312250932?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/8085277463312250932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=8085277463312250932&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/8085277463312250932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/8085277463312250932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/05/short-story.html' title='Short Story'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S-txGcR0kRI/AAAAAAAACho/GS14bNa4Rrk/s72-c/462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-4273872206558736422</id><published>2010-05-12T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T20:06:40.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2882303761551248729&amp;amp;site=widget-59.slide.com" name="flashticker" quality="high" salign="l" scale="noscale" src="http://widget-59.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" style="height: 320px; width: 400px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; width: 400px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2882303761551248729&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ismap="true" src="http://widget-59.slide.com/p1/2882303761551248729/bb_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2882303761551248729&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ismap="true" src="http://widget-59.slide.com/p2/2882303761551248729/bb_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2882303761551248729&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ismap="true" src="http://widget-59.slide.com/p4/2882303761551248729/bb_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Spring Break for us was in the middle of March. I am just now getting around to posting spring break. A new arrival came to the Samson home on Feb 23. So we wanted to go see the baby. We headed out to Sunny San Diego. We spent 4 days with the Samson's. We spent time at the zoo and the Mormon Battalion. It was a fun trip with more pictures to come. Of us going to the beach and park. We had a wonderful time with them. We then came back to Vegas and&amp;nbsp;visited with&amp;nbsp;my cousin Holli and her kids at the park&amp;nbsp;and had lunch. We spent time with Grandma Perry and she did her thing spoiling the grandkids and us. We went to the movie's, bowling and out to eat which is a huge treat when we&amp;nbsp;hardly go out to eat any more. We had a good time. It was nice to see everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-4273872206558736422?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/4273872206558736422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=4273872206558736422&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/4273872206558736422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/4273872206558736422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/05/spring-break-2010.html' title='Spring Break 2010'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-5691370119055239592</id><published>2010-04-28T19:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T11:19:09.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Race in Vegas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not sure why I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;continue&lt;/span&gt; to torture myself by running. The first stop for spring break was Vegas. I decided to do the race at the last minute. It was in Henderson at the auto zone. Michael was telling me it has a hill, I disagreed, he was right. It was really windy so that felt like Idaho. We get there sign up and I look down and I forgot to bring my running shoe's. Luckily I had my old shoes, but my feet killed afterwards. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S9juL588InI/AAAAAAAACgw/E-ocexrvnHQ/s1600/207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465380036116488818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S9juL588InI/AAAAAAAACgw/E-ocexrvnHQ/s320/207.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Going over the finish line. Oh so happy to get this over with. Michael was so right about the race it was an incline. That sucked. Here in good old Idaho I really don't run hills or inclines with the wind. It pretty much kicked my butt. I took 74 out of 132 runners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S9juLVQfa-I/AAAAAAAACgo/V1McGHsRYtc/s1600/225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465380026266381282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S9juLVQfa-I/AAAAAAAACgo/V1McGHsRYtc/s320/225.JPG" /&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/551259419520423137-5691370119055239592?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/5691370119055239592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=5691370119055239592&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/5691370119055239592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/5691370119055239592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/04/race-in-vegas.html' title='Race in Vegas!'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S9juL588InI/AAAAAAAACgw/E-ocexrvnHQ/s72-c/207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-7770960026352743690</id><published>2010-04-04T13:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T17:35:20.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ethan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ethan has been busy. This is his first year doing wrestling. He really likes it. I really don't like to watch it. I do not understand one thing about it other then they will raise their hand to say who the winner is. That is it. He did three meets this year. He is trying to talk us in doing free style. Which is another form of wrestling that I don't have a clue about. We would travel more on the weekends to Pocatello and Boise area. It something we are still thinking about.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S7jzIP4RiNI/AAAAAAAACfg/O48TeXoIgxg/s1600/775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456378271586420946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S7jzIP4RiNI/AAAAAAAACfg/O48TeXoIgxg/s320/775.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is my little scout. He just passed off his Bear. Not sure why I get the mother pin. He's dad and the leaders do all the work. Good thing he has great leaders. Ethan now has been doing scouts for 2 years still don't have a clue how it is run. I just got another mother's pin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S7jzHr28XGI/AAAAAAAACfY/smgxvFbh4rk/s1600/704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456378261917162594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S7jzHr28XGI/AAAAAAAACfY/smgxvFbh4rk/s320/704.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Science fair this is Gooding's first year doing it. Didn't have to do it. But if you know Ethan he wants to do it all. So he got on line with his dad. They decided to do it on Erosion. Here he is testing out his theory at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S7jzGyCAMWI/AAAAAAAACfQ/c0P-prE25Z0/s1600/191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456378246394294626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S7jzGyCAMWI/AAAAAAAACfQ/c0P-prE25Z0/s320/191.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At school he is set up. Two judges came around to each kid. They had to explain there project and had to answer questions. Ethan did an excellent job. He was able to answer every thing they asked him. If I said anything he would have been disqualified from it. That night we went back to the school to see if he got a ribbon. He got first place in the fourth grade. Very impressed by this guy. He will try anything. Wants to do a good job at it. That goes with his grades, sports, scouts. It's sure is fun to watch him grow as a young man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S7jzGL8Ra4I/AAAAAAAACfI/oBEdqhnOpHs/s1600/195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456378236169710466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S7jzGL8Ra4I/AAAAAAAACfI/oBEdqhnOpHs/s320/195.JPG" /&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/551259419520423137-7770960026352743690?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/7770960026352743690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=7770960026352743690&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/7770960026352743690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/7770960026352743690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/04/ethan.html' title='Ethan'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S7jzIP4RiNI/AAAAAAAACfg/O48TeXoIgxg/s72-c/775.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-3386166678331160624</id><published>2010-03-09T08:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T20:16:39.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bus!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ellie and Wyatt could not wait to ride the bus to pre-school. The 1st week of school I took them. They wanted to ride the bus so bad. I knew it, but I didn't want to do it. So I gave in the 2nd week. That they could ride the bus. This was a huge day for them and me. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S5Z7Afp_-rI/AAAAAAAACeY/XoBrirS7IcY/s1600-h/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446676047779068594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S5Z7Afp_-rI/AAAAAAAACeY/XoBrirS7IcY/s320/077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here they are looking out the window for the bus to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S5Z6_jooBNI/AAAAAAAACeQ/LicSibQIX0I/s1600-h/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446676031667176658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S5Z6_jooBNI/AAAAAAAACeQ/LicSibQIX0I/s320/072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the door. The bus will be coming any minute. I am about to change my mind and put them in the van and take them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S5Z6_InNtKI/AAAAAAAACeI/45iyQ3TpQvk/s1600-h/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446676024413500578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S5Z6_InNtKI/AAAAAAAACeI/45iyQ3TpQvk/s320/079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They were so excited to see the bus come. Ellie could not wait to get on. Wyatt doesn't have the words to say it, but with the jumping and repeating bus bus bus I knew he could not wait to get on. Wyatt has to be carried on the bus his little legs are to short to get up those stairs. Their bus driver is the same bus driver that picks up the kids in the morning. Knowing her gave me comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S5Z6-i6QUII/AAAAAAAACeA/C7GwmVmk7OI/s1600-h/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446676014292816002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S5Z6-i6QUII/AAAAAAAACeA/C7GwmVmk7OI/s320/081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They are in the sits. Wyatt is buckled down. They are super excited for the ride. Wyatt can  barely look out of the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S5Z6-EAE07I/AAAAAAAACd4/GUADNIiLL_0/s1600-h/084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446676005995729842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S5Z6-EAE07I/AAAAAAAACd4/GUADNIiLL_0/s320/084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course I followed the bus to school. It just made me sick that they were on there. I needed to make sure they were ok. So I followed them. Helped Wyatt off the bus. Got them in the classroom. Well I just did this for two days. Because Ellie told me to stop following the bus. That she can get Wyatt off the bus. So I did. I stayed home. I called Belle right away so I wouldn't follow it. This has been a huge change in the house. The teacher says they are both doing well. Ellie has a friend in the class Wyatt L. She loves to play with him. They say she does a great job and that she lets Wyatt do his thing. We were worried that she would become mother hen. Knowing Ellie she is in her own world doing her thing not noticing anything around her. Wyatt is doing excellent in school. They are amazed by how well he is doing. They can't get over his speech. We told them at our meeting that his speech just took off during Christmas break. It truly is a miracle how well is does do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-3386166678331160624?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/3386166678331160624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=3386166678331160624&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/3386166678331160624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/3386166678331160624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/03/bus.html' title='The Bus!!'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S5Z7Afp_-rI/AAAAAAAACeY/XoBrirS7IcY/s72-c/077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-1796189841653666963</id><published>2010-02-24T12:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T17:25:48.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Basketball!!! Basketball!!!! Basketball!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is what we have been doing for about two months...........&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4Xcy4pRaOI/AAAAAAAACZo/MXb99W4o-uU/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441998491504175330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4Xcy4pRaOI/AAAAAAAACZo/MXb99W4o-uU/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture cracks me up. Krista (my friend) taught Bry to get on the defense when they stop their dribble and say ball...ball...ball. Well She does it. And she does it well. I love it. Way to go Bry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4Xb9710wJI/AAAAAAAACZg/EwXAb_RtmBc/s1600-h/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441997581829062802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4Xb9710wJI/AAAAAAAACZg/EwXAb_RtmBc/s320/077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little Ellie hanging out at another game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4WRfZEKsnI/AAAAAAAACZY/YedT3ZC8vOs/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441915693237449330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4WRfZEKsnI/AAAAAAAACZY/YedT3ZC8vOs/s320/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This year I coached Bry's team. Which was 3rd and 4th grade girls. It was fun. I think I would do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4WReoM2RBI/AAAAAAAACZQ/HhP_F9wL3Y8/s1600-h/133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441915680120521746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4WReoM2RBI/AAAAAAAACZQ/HhP_F9wL3Y8/s320/133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miss Jacey doing her thing. This girl is a gym rat. The Shaw's spend all winter in the gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4WReMZkvEI/AAAAAAAACZI/1AsaoN4FGEo/s1600-h/198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441915672657706050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4WReMZkvEI/AAAAAAAACZI/1AsaoN4FGEo/s320/198.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wyatt joining in. He is shooting around half time at his dad's game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4WRd2D7JgI/AAAAAAAACZA/G9ep3SLl2kc/s1600-h/117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441915666661320194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4WRd2D7JgI/AAAAAAAACZA/G9ep3SLl2kc/s320/117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan playing defense. He had a great season he averaged 8 points a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4WPUrV1KJI/AAAAAAAACY4/_bKkvQe0XfQ/s1600-h/194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441913310141556882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4WPUrV1KJI/AAAAAAAACY4/_bKkvQe0XfQ/s320/194.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Coach Perry taken a time out. To talk to his 7th graders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4WPT94dccI/AAAAAAAACYw/xJggk_kHerU/s1600-h/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441913297938772418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4WPT94dccI/AAAAAAAACYw/xJggk_kHerU/s320/054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Katie's first year playing basketball and of course she loved it. She was the littlest one on the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4WPTpwjD7I/AAAAAAAACYo/J_A7hjKSyLs/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441913292536876978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4WPTpwjD7I/AAAAAAAACYo/J_A7hjKSyLs/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Belle &amp;amp; Acey at State.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4WPTC3dy4I/AAAAAAAACYg/5BFj9taumpU/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441913282096909186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4WPTC3dy4I/AAAAAAAACYg/5BFj9taumpU/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Head Coach Acey Shaw and JV Coach John Howard.  They both clean up well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4WPSmX3FNI/AAAAAAAACYY/kSgl9AI3alo/s1600-h/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441913274448155858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4WPSmX3FNI/AAAAAAAACYY/kSgl9AI3alo/s320/073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dietrich girls took 3rd in the state tournament. I got to go up to the tournament by myself. It was fun to get away. I am part of Acey entourage. Thanks for the bed guys. Man I love this sport.&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/551259419520423137-1796189841653666963?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/1796189841653666963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=1796189841653666963&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/1796189841653666963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/1796189841653666963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/02/basketball-basketball-basketball.html' title='Basketball!!! Basketball!!!! Basketball!!!'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4Xcy4pRaOI/AAAAAAAACZo/MXb99W4o-uU/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-8803659872161118915</id><published>2010-02-21T20:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T19:40:35.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change!!...... I DON'T like it!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On February 1st Wyatt and Ellie started preschool at the grade school. I knew this day would come soon. I tried to find one doctor to agree with me that Wyatt doesn't need to go at three. Well that never happened.  So on the 21st of January we had a meeting at the school with the preschool teacher and all of his new and old therapists. They made goals for him.  Wyatt will now receive speech, occupational and developmental therapy at the preschool.  He will still have speech and physical therapy outside of preschool.  Ellie gets to go with Wyatt to be a peer model in preschool.  For those of you that know Ellie this is not a typo. She is Wyatt's voice. Her job is to tell me how their day went. Here are my two little people headed out in the big world.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4IFY5BaptI/AAAAAAAACVg/3YRfHlvBdQ0/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440917224998741714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4IFY5BaptI/AAAAAAAACVg/3YRfHlvBdQ0/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's hard to even type this now. They have been going to school for three weeks. It hurts my heart that they have to go, but not theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4IFYWNiIkI/AAAAAAAACVY/DWT4FhV1uhg/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440917215654322754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4IFYWNiIkI/AAAAAAAACVY/DWT4FhV1uhg/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All smiles from them all morning. They could not wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4IFX_d7UtI/AAAAAAAACVQ/arYilirUVzc/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440917209549066962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4IFX_d7UtI/AAAAAAAACVQ/arYilirUVzc/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the car. Headed to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4IFXPDClRI/AAAAAAAACVI/XhCxCIM8uEo/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440917196551394578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4IFXPDClRI/AAAAAAAACVI/XhCxCIM8uEo/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First few minutes in the classroom with teacher Beth. She is an amazing lady. She has her own children that have special needs. She understood were I was coming from. She is there herself with her own children and that gave me some comfort. I find a lot of wisdom from her because she has been were we are at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4IFWlRHg1I/AAAAAAAACVA/-pbCqaPTfAk/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440917185336148818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4IFWlRHg1I/AAAAAAAACVA/-pbCqaPTfAk/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First three weeks were tough didn't want to go home. When I did go home it was so quite. Our home has always been loud with little people. Things sure change. I knew this day would come but I should have had a couple years to prepare. I do hope and pray that this jump start for Wyatt will help him be successful in school when it is time to go. They both are love'n it and I am trying to love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-8803659872161118915?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/8803659872161118915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=8803659872161118915&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/8803659872161118915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/8803659872161118915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/02/change-i-dont-like-it.html' title='Change!!...... I DON&apos;T like it!!!'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S4IFY5BaptI/AAAAAAAACVg/3YRfHlvBdQ0/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-6083973739063064027</id><published>2010-02-14T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T10:09:16.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW!!!! NEW!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;They are out of here!! I couldn't be more excited to get them out of here.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S3gsKEFwcNI/AAAAAAAACU4/B2egNURgDn8/s1600-h/105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438145101458075858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S3gsKEFwcNI/AAAAAAAACU4/B2egNURgDn8/s320/105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cushions were riped. I tried to save them by using safety pins but that didn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S3gsJgjg4dI/AAAAAAAACUw/8mBKR2ZyLEA/s1600-h/102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438145091919208914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S3gsJgjg4dI/AAAAAAAACUw/8mBKR2ZyLEA/s320/102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our first couches  were from Sister Jarmen. We got them right before we got married. We were truly grateful to have something to sit on. I think they were about 15 years old. Then we got these from a friend. They were only 3 years old at the time. We payed $200.00 for them. They were really nice. We got them 8 years ago when Bry was a baby. But they have been moved 5 times. It was a perfect couch to sleep on......drum roll please.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S3gsI3uvZ0I/AAAAAAAACUo/uCrMS57UALw/s1600-h/101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438145080960444226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S3gsI3uvZ0I/AAAAAAAACUo/uCrMS57UALw/s320/101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There you have it. After 11 years of marriage we finally bought a new couch. We have been looking for years to find something. I think it took us this long to buy something cause we never stayed in one spot more then 18 months. Now being here for 3 1/2 years we are pretty sure we are not going anywhere. We love it. It fits the room perfect. It is brown. It's great to take naps on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S3gsIFlKQhI/AAAAAAAACUg/g-Ccf3IfdDw/s1600-h/209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438145067498488338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S3gsIFlKQhI/AAAAAAAACUg/g-Ccf3IfdDw/s320/209.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A different view. I love the chase and the corner piece. Anywhere you sit the TV looks great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S3gsHRSeqII/AAAAAAAACUY/ZWDpeNYVX8k/s1600-h/208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438145053461489794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S3gsHRSeqII/AAAAAAAACUY/ZWDpeNYVX8k/s320/208.JPG" /&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/551259419520423137-6083973739063064027?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/6083973739063064027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=6083973739063064027&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/6083973739063064027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/6083973739063064027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-new.html' title='NEW!!!! NEW!!!!!'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S3gsKEFwcNI/AAAAAAAACU4/B2egNURgDn8/s72-c/105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-694284519964624213</id><published>2010-02-14T08:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T10:02:28.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wyatt is 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check this out. Wyatt is 3!!! He had a great birthday with friends and family. He is sitting on his new Cars chair. Sporting his new Washington Huskies football shirt. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S3gjVZl6LGI/AAAAAAAACUQ/GJ-QFUDTg_Q/s1600-h/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438135400603987042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S3gjVZl6LGI/AAAAAAAACUQ/GJ-QFUDTg_Q/s320/055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sweet man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S3gjU3M8J3I/AAAAAAAACUI/8nQnaIgalwY/s1600-h/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438135391372453746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S3gjU3M8J3I/AAAAAAAACUI/8nQnaIgalwY/s320/057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You can find Wyatt in his daddy arms every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S3gjUbPAD4I/AAAAAAAACUA/jb7Rc0UAkFI/s1600-h/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438135383864905602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S3gjUbPAD4I/AAAAAAAACUA/jb7Rc0UAkFI/s320/060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's amazing to watch all my kids grow up. But to watch Wyatt it is just a little bit more amazing. What he has over come, what he has &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;endured and n&lt;/span&gt;ot knowing what the future has in store for him. Love you Wyatt :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-694284519964624213?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/694284519964624213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=694284519964624213&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/694284519964624213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/694284519964624213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/02/wyatt-is-3.html' title='Wyatt is 3'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S3gjVZl6LGI/AAAAAAAACUQ/GJ-QFUDTg_Q/s72-c/055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-9002603937447688993</id><published>2010-01-20T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T20:34:20.422-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marget</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S1cjSaUkFBI/AAAAAAAACSw/5B1WgrxyWaA/s1600-h/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428846675028612114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S1cjSaUkFBI/AAAAAAAACSw/5B1WgrxyWaA/s320/090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This day was hard. Marget has come into our home for the passed 8 months or so. She is Wyatt's developmental therapist. Now that Wyatt will be three in a few days he will get service through the School district. We are going to miss Marget so much. She was amazing with Wyatt. She would make him use his right hand the whole time. Huge improvement for Wyatt. In these last few weeks Wyatt was able to say her name. This last week Wyatt noticed that she didn't come over to play. He would say Marget as a question. I would have to tell him that she won't be coming anymore. She has played a huge roll in Wyatt's life. Truly grateful for her. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-9002603937447688993?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/9002603937447688993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=9002603937447688993&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/9002603937447688993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/9002603937447688993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='Marget'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S1cjSaUkFBI/AAAAAAAACSw/5B1WgrxyWaA/s72-c/090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-8311249709272757880</id><published>2010-01-17T20:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T20:35:09.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;With everyone being home for two weeks. We had time to go play. We bought the kids a pass to go to skate land and go skating. OH my it was fun, but a lot of work. My arms were so sore the next day. Picking Katie and Ellie off the ground. Bry and Ethan did awesome. I can see why the school waits until they are in 3rd grade to go skating. Here is Miss Bry all smiles from her.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S1PjE4uRzyI/AAAAAAAACSg/TIBvBGNGzPc/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427931648997052194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S1PjE4uRzyI/AAAAAAAACSg/TIBvBGNGzPc/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok here you go....So you know how they have races at the skating rink. Well Ethan does it. Well then it was girls turn. Then girls 13 and up. The kids start to cheer for me to go out and race. I couldn't let them down. So I went and raced. Before the race I told the only other person that was racing (which she was like 15 all pro). I told her to be easy on me. Well no surprise there. She won. But I did take second. Got a free drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S1PipDVgscI/AAAAAAAACSY/KwUvqHF1So4/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427931170809622978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S1PipDVgscI/AAAAAAAACSY/KwUvqHF1So4/s320/041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan and Katie skating in couples. To darn cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S1Pio_-nRNI/AAAAAAAACSQ/Eq6O4KgNPfg/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427931169908278482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S1Pio_-nRNI/AAAAAAAACSQ/Eq6O4KgNPfg/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you see Ellie's legs rapped around me. She took me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S1PioVpYToI/AAAAAAAACSI/YphsRMtGAyY/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427931158544928386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S1PioVpYToI/AAAAAAAACSI/YphsRMtGAyY/s320/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Katie getting up again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S1PioIfItPI/AAAAAAAACSA/6miJ4afQs60/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427931155012302066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S1PioIfItPI/AAAAAAAACSA/6miJ4afQs60/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We built a snowman. I was surprised how well Wyatt did in the snow. He liked it. We used carrots for the eyes. Candy cane for the nose and broccoli for the ears. He turned out good until some kid came by and kicked it over. Love the snow. But love the hot chocolate afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S1PinpxjAbI/AAAAAAAACR4/CNNovpDgngE/s1600-h/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427931146768023986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S1PinpxjAbI/AAAAAAAACR4/CNNovpDgngE/s320/058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas break is over with. Back to the norm. Basketball season just started for the kids.Three kids on three different basketball teams. I am coaching Bry's team. Michael coaches seventh grade boys. Never down time at this house. But wouldn't change it for anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-8311249709272757880?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/8311249709272757880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=8311249709272757880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/8311249709272757880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/8311249709272757880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-break.html' title='Christmas Break'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S1PjE4uRzyI/AAAAAAAACSg/TIBvBGNGzPc/s72-c/019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-2811387144776676035</id><published>2010-01-17T17:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T18:19:17.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big E is 10!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know that I sound like a broken record. but I just can't get over the kids growing up. I asked them so stop but they don't mind me at all. Here are a few shots from Ethan's b-day.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S1O8ieFjYGI/AAAAAAAACRI/-8Aw3E4JECA/s1600-h/150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427889276289507426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S1O8ieFjYGI/AAAAAAAACRI/-8Aw3E4JECA/s320/150.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He was happy with his Hasslebeck jersey. Seahawk hat, and hoodie and a long sleeve seahawk shirt. This boy loves the hawks. He is like his grandpa you can never have too many seahawk hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S1O8h18X8wI/AAAAAAAACRA/VrrIwptA9TM/s1600-h/270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427889265513591554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S1O8h18X8wI/AAAAAAAACRA/VrrIwptA9TM/s320/270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You are going to shot out your eye!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S1O8hghRkfI/AAAAAAAACQ4/TBtPDCCcdRc/s1600-h/146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427889259762782706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S1O8hghRkfI/AAAAAAAACQ4/TBtPDCCcdRc/s320/146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The birthday was great. Had family and the McGinnis's over for cake and ice cream. He was truly spoiled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10 things about Big E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. He loves school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. Works hard on his scout stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. He can't get enough of football&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. Will try any sport&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. Hates to sweep the kitchen floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. He is a good leader &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. Likes to tease me about getting older&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8. Hates to disappoint people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9. Loves his family &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10. All round good kid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There you have it. My little man ( which is not so little). He is amazing kid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-2811387144776676035?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/2811387144776676035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=2811387144776676035&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/2811387144776676035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/2811387144776676035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/01/big-e-is-10.html' title='Big E is 10!!'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S1O8ieFjYGI/AAAAAAAACRI/-8Aw3E4JECA/s72-c/150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-4329002465955301044</id><published>2010-01-13T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T08:43:31.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christmas at mom and dad. I love being home for Christmas. We go at our own pace.  We go to mom's when ever. Hang out there. Have dinner, open gifts, play games and of course eat again. Mom and Dad got a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wii&lt;/span&gt; for Christmas and Belle brought her game for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; High School Musical sing along. It was so much fun.! We did it for hours. Watching Katie &amp;amp; Ellie sing is so funny. They can't read but they know the songs by heart. They got higher score then me.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S05g4SvWuyI/AAAAAAAACPw/N5YJK3LlLVA/s1600-h/113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426381121247427362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S05g4SvWuyI/AAAAAAAACPw/N5YJK3LlLVA/s320/113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma and Grandpa trying out &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HSM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S05g35x0z_I/AAAAAAAACPo/ggETlvh5MHM/s1600-h/109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426381114546900978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S05g35x0z_I/AAAAAAAACPo/ggETlvh5MHM/s320/109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This Picture is awesome. See the Elephant (aka Tiffany) she was so mad she wanted to be Mary. So we had a sad elephant. She would not look at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S05f0fy2ITI/AAAAAAAACPg/O_nJmhYkKFQ/s1600-h/082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426379956520624434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S05f0fy2ITI/AAAAAAAACPg/O_nJmhYkKFQ/s320/082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mary, Joseph and the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;chicken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S05fz2dsxqI/AAAAAAAACPY/ZB5PqWmz5Zw/s1600-h/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426379945426077346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S05fz2dsxqI/AAAAAAAACPY/ZB5PqWmz5Zw/s320/079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Camie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keshia&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jacey&lt;/span&gt;, Babe and Liza who is Belle &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;exchange&lt;/span&gt; student from Germany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426379936585182018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S05fzVh3a0I/AAAAAAAACPQ/cTHeCupFlNw/s320/072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh this is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jett&lt;/span&gt;! Can't see his face at all. He got a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;DS&lt;/span&gt; from Christmas and he was so into it that we did not hear a word from him. He was way to busy to look up and take a picture.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S05fy8C2PsI/AAAAAAAACPI/TmuX3fejNW4/s1600-h/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426379929744195266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S05fy8C2PsI/AAAAAAAACPI/TmuX3fejNW4/s320/066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Belle and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Acey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S05fyPBpIJI/AAAAAAAACPA/Pmxu58_vpE4/s1600-h/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426379917659545746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S05fyPBpIJI/AAAAAAAACPA/Pmxu58_vpE4/s320/070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas was awesome!  We had some snow from a week &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;earlier&lt;/span&gt;. It was not a white &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; that we usually get. It was very low key. John and Gus's families missing. We figure we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; won't ever have a Christmas again with all of us. Which is really sad. Love having the kids home for Christmas break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-4329002465955301044?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/4329002465955301044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=4329002465955301044&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/4329002465955301044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/4329002465955301044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-day.html' title='Christmas Day!'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S05g4SvWuyI/AAAAAAAACPw/N5YJK3LlLVA/s72-c/113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-2133608203598706651</id><published>2010-01-13T10:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T10:16:47.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S04NPCzaXvI/AAAAAAAACNg/kzLmwql1ItU/s1600-h/254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426289153129733874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S04NPCzaXvI/AAAAAAAACNg/kzLmwql1ItU/s400/254.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas Eve night. We read the night before Christmas. The kids are wearing there new PJ's . Love the Magic that comes with Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-2133608203598706651?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/2133608203598706651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=2133608203598706651&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/2133608203598706651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/2133608203598706651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/S04NPCzaXvI/AAAAAAAACNg/kzLmwql1ItU/s72-c/254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-8352432209013228165</id><published>2009-12-21T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T19:57:52.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas at school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year for the kids Christmas program. They did it by grades. Here is Miss Katie with her first grade class. Her favorite song to sing was You better watch out.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sy-wniyWMRI/AAAAAAAACMg/hN-tve8VWNM/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417743070149357842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sy-wniyWMRI/AAAAAAAACMg/hN-tve8VWNM/s320/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miss Bry with her third grade class. Bry's favorite song to sing was Christmas is coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sy-wnKkeBqI/AAAAAAAACMY/-B6TPhPX7Rg/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417743063648700066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sy-wnKkeBqI/AAAAAAAACMY/-B6TPhPX7Rg/s320/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Big E with his fourth grade class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sy-wmy7_w-I/AAAAAAAACMQ/liNAzxiKQB0/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417743057304929250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sy-wmy7_w-I/AAAAAAAACMQ/liNAzxiKQB0/s320/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ethan played the xylophone while his classmates sang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sy-wmXPWpjI/AAAAAAAACMI/kbIeVD-bJ5Y/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417743049869927986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sy-wmXPWpjI/AAAAAAAACMI/kbIeVD-bJ5Y/s320/038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They all did a great job. They sure are not shy getting in front of everyone. I figured that if they do it by classes next year I will be going to four Christmas concerts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-8352432209013228165?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/8352432209013228165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=8352432209013228165&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/8352432209013228165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/8352432209013228165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-at-school.html' title='christmas at school'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sy-wniyWMRI/AAAAAAAACMg/hN-tve8VWNM/s72-c/029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-2880942719955285825</id><published>2009-12-09T09:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T18:52:53.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skate Land</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bryanna and her 3rd grade class went to skate land. It was super fun. A lot of these kids have never skated before. That is including Bry. There was a lot of bodies on the ground. This is Bry's first of many falls. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sx_ZifeeHrI/AAAAAAAACL4/HJbcFlzhMF4/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413284463710707378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sx_ZifeeHrI/AAAAAAAACL4/HJbcFlzhMF4/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Holding on to the wall for dear life. It is hard to teach someone how to skate when you are on skates too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sx_ZhyReBUI/AAAAAAAACLw/RWBdZlGrGa4/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413284451576579394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sx_ZhyReBUI/AAAAAAAACLw/RWBdZlGrGa4/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alana, Jake, Bry and Khali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sx_ZINnBGRI/AAAAAAAACLo/e4tGGFWiRHU/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413284012238117138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sx_ZINnBGRI/AAAAAAAACLo/e4tGGFWiRHU/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is were Bry spent most of her time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sx_ZHkTEmRI/AAAAAAAACLg/aHQOwGvE-Co/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413284001148606738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sx_ZHkTEmRI/AAAAAAAACLg/aHQOwGvE-Co/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture is priceless. She really got the hang of this. She was super proud of herself when she made it the whole way around the rink with out falling. Way to go girl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sx_ZHNUdvNI/AAAAAAAACLY/s3WGqCpKCic/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413283994980433106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sx_ZHNUdvNI/AAAAAAAACLY/s3WGqCpKCic/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leslie was the only other mommy out there to skate. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sx_ZGpdWhvI/AAAAAAAACLQ/yLqv-IyLRQA/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413283985354032882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sx_ZGpdWhvI/AAAAAAAACLQ/yLqv-IyLRQA/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a great morning spent with Bry. It doesn't happen much that I get to spend one on one with the big kids. It was a wonderful time. Thanks for the memories Bry. I think we need to go back soon. So you don't forget what you just learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sx_ZGCUQK3I/AAAAAAAACLI/3VECVETlJVc/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413283974846884722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sx_ZGCUQK3I/AAAAAAAACLI/3VECVETlJVc/s320/039.JPG" /&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/551259419520423137-2880942719955285825?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/2880942719955285825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=2880942719955285825&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/2880942719955285825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/2880942719955285825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/12/skate-land.html' title='Skate Land'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sx_ZifeeHrI/AAAAAAAACL4/HJbcFlzhMF4/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-9127875640972769912</id><published>2009-11-29T20:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T20:29:26.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" src="http://widget-9c.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3170534137706608284&amp;amp;site=widget-9c.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; WIDTH: 400px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3170534137706608284&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-9c.slide.com/p1/3170534137706608284/bb_t011_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3170534137706608284&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-9c.slide.com/p2/3170534137706608284/bb_t011_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3170534137706608284&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-9c.slide.com/p4/3170534137706608284/bb_t011_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well another Thanksgiving has come and gone. We left from home on Tuesday and got to Vegas late that night. Thursday was the big feast and Mom Perry did a great job. To bad I had a cold and could not taste anything. I could only imagine how good it was. We took our family picture this year on the grounds of UNLV. Later we went and saw Planet 51. The weather in Vegas was perfect.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;BLACK FRIDAY!!! Michael and I headed out to Toys r US at 11:20. The lines were crazy but by the time we were all done with our shopping it was 8:00 am.  (We shopped all night with a little nap in the Target parking lot) What a morning or what a night! But it was well worth staying up. We got just about everything done.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Saturday morning we had Christmas with the Perry's. Which is a little crazy. It is always fun to watch the kids get so excited opening up gifts (thank you everyone). We headed out the door about 11:30. Had to go through IN- N -OUT to tied me over until the next time we were in town. We went through Utah this time. I wanted the kids to see the lights on Temple Square. I get this call from Belle and I told her we are on our way to Temple Square. She said they were too (Neither one of us knew). They went to the movie there then meet up with us. So funny we see them in Utah. Temple Square was amazing. Love to go back. Next time more prepared. We decided to go this way home on our way to Vegas. Poor Michael only in short, t shirt. He had to use Ethan's Seahawk blanket. Which we got a kick out of that (he is a true Raider fan). Thanksgiving was great. Now back to the norm in the morning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-9127875640972769912?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/9127875640972769912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=9127875640972769912&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/9127875640972769912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/9127875640972769912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-2009.html' title='Thanksgiving 2009'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-3032255982567750793</id><published>2009-11-21T17:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T14:39:22.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ellie is 5!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check it out Ellie she is 5! She loves being 5. Ellie had a great birthday. She had family and friends over for cake and ice cream. She told our friend Todd that he can come over only if he brings a gift. She pretty much tells you how it is or the way it should be.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SwiV174UukI/AAAAAAAACKw/AnqRt7_3MRA/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406736106497817154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SwiV174UukI/AAAAAAAACKw/AnqRt7_3MRA/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Check out the front door. Babe and Bryanna did that for her. Tell by the look on her face she loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SwiV1mglh8I/AAAAAAAACKo/yAFH8enQKxM/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406736100761110466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SwiV1mglh8I/AAAAAAAACKo/yAFH8enQKxM/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little Ellie! WOW! Time goes by so fast. I get sad when my kids get older. She is such a joy in the home and a pill at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SwiV1I4xSOI/AAAAAAAACKg/N0Y6o-2MO48/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406736092809480418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SwiV1I4xSOI/AAAAAAAACKg/N0Y6o-2MO48/s320/033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took Ellie and the kids to McDonald's for her birthday dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SwiV0387jQI/AAAAAAAACKY/rMRG4x-Oh4s/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406736088263527682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SwiV0387jQI/AAAAAAAACKY/rMRG4x-Oh4s/s320/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ellie with her dad. She is so silly. Happy Birthday Ellie!! We love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SwiV0aV0PFI/AAAAAAAACKQ/SuhIDWVPaPY/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406736080314842194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SwiV0aV0PFI/AAAAAAAACKQ/SuhIDWVPaPY/s320/034.JPG" /&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/551259419520423137-3032255982567750793?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/3032255982567750793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=3032255982567750793&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/3032255982567750793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/3032255982567750793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/11/ellie-is-5.html' title='Ellie is 5!!!'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SwiV174UukI/AAAAAAAACKw/AnqRt7_3MRA/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-6597693699418232306</id><published>2009-11-01T18:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T19:16:50.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are my little people. We took them out to a pumpkin patch this year to find their pumpkins. It is so much more fun then going to the store and picking them out. As you can see it was a cold day in Idaho.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Su5MYaIbKdI/AAAAAAAACGw/1zof52PLjXE/s1600-h/511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399336985479031250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Su5MYaIbKdI/AAAAAAAACGw/1zof52PLjXE/s320/511.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dorthy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Su5L2gvmq4I/AAAAAAAACGo/GvgpcW-4OZk/s1600-h/539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399336403138423682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Su5L2gvmq4I/AAAAAAAACGo/GvgpcW-4OZk/s320/539.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seahawk Player!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Su5L2SStrcI/AAAAAAAACGg/JnPDD8U1qnE/s1600-h/541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399336399259151810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Su5L2SStrcI/AAAAAAAACGg/JnPDD8U1qnE/s320/541.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Super Man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Su5L14iPwVI/AAAAAAAACGY/t7jI3kk8F3U/s1600-h/542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399336392344977746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Su5L14iPwVI/AAAAAAAACGY/t7jI3kk8F3U/s320/542.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The group. They are ready to go trick -or- treating. I am ready for them to support my candy habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Su5LJsv9UxI/AAAAAAAACGQ/l3gYEPZImv8/s1600-h/545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399335633267020562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Su5LJsv9UxI/AAAAAAAACGQ/l3gYEPZImv8/s320/545.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ellie &amp;amp; Katie the graduates from High School Musical. We have had these Cap's and gowns since 2004. I bought them when Michael graduated from UNLV. The kids wore them to his graduation. Well I found them in the attic and thought we could dress them up a bit. Thanks for mom's sewing skills. She made the white bands around them and put the patches on. All of their customs turned out really good. It was really cheap this year for all their costumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Su5LJBoz17I/AAAAAAAACGI/UZDQ8Y5ym3U/s1600-h/547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399335621694314418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Su5LJBoz17I/AAAAAAAACGI/UZDQ8Y5ym3U/s320/547.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Belle with Babe and Karlie. This year for trick or treating we went out with the cousins. They all came to Gooding. It was nice to have them around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Su5LIxQkbmI/AAAAAAAACGA/GcAVde_4x4M/s1600-h/552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399335617297673826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Su5LIxQkbmI/AAAAAAAACGA/GcAVde_4x4M/s320/552.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ellie's bag is getting full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Su5LIWe68MI/AAAAAAAACF4/e4qTk36pHz0/s1600-h/553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399335610110111938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Su5LIWe68MI/AAAAAAAACF4/e4qTk36pHz0/s320/553.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacey was the girl! She helped Wyatt all night walking up and down the stairs. Thanks for all your help Jacey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Su5LID1iPrI/AAAAAAAACFw/J98f43_kqb8/s1600-h/554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399335605104688818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Su5LID1iPrI/AAAAAAAACFw/J98f43_kqb8/s320/554.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It turned out to be a really nice evening. No rain!! The night was perfect. The kids came home with a lot of good stuff (for me). It was nice to have the Shaw's and Tiffany out with us. This was the first year we had the cousin's all join us on Halloween. I don't have a picture of all the cousins together. I forgot my camera. Oh I hate when I do that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-6597693699418232306?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/6597693699418232306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=6597693699418232306&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/6597693699418232306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/6597693699418232306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween!!'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Su5MYaIbKdI/AAAAAAAACGw/1zof52PLjXE/s72-c/511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-5683121746388179492</id><published>2009-10-14T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T20:37:11.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Sports!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" src="http://widget-e2.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2882303761544350434&amp;amp;site=widget-e2.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; WIDTH: 400px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2882303761544350434&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-e2.slide.com/p1/2882303761544350434/bb_t048_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2882303761544350434&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-e2.slide.com/p2/2882303761544350434/bb_t048_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2882303761544350434&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-e2.slide.com/p4/2882303761544350434/bb_t048_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am sure it not a surprise to everyone what we have been up to all fall: SPORTS!! This is Ethan's second year playing flag football. He plays running back. He improved so much since last year. This boy loves football. He goes with dad to High School practice and the games, he is the water boy. He also rode the bus to a game this year. This last summer he went with the High School team to camp at Idaho State University. Michael got the chance to coach Ethan's flag football team. Ethan played against Kade. Michael coached against Acey.  Ethan's team won the championship defeating Kade's team in the final game. So much fun for all of us. I am the mom that can't sit to watch the game. I get little excited watching all of my kids play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Michael was the JV coach for Shoshone and he is an assistant coach for Varsity. The high school football  season was tough. Varsity has had better years. We love going out to his games. Wyatt loves running out into the field. One time Michael grabbed him and handed him off to the cheerleaders. Everyone in Shoshone knows who Wyatt is. He wants to join in so bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Bry's second year playing Soccer and Katie's first year. I think Bry really enjoyed playing this year since she understands the game more. I think for Katie it was little fast for her and she was the littlest one out there on the team. She enjoyed playing goaly. I love watching soccer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The girls did the cheerleading camp for the day and they cheered that night at the Gooding Senator football game. They love this stuff. OH heaven help me! I am pretty sure that is what they will want to do, but I sure hope not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Over all the fall sport season was so much fun. They learned a lot. We have a little break right now before basketball starts for all of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-5683121746388179492?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/5683121746388179492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=5683121746388179492&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/5683121746388179492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/5683121746388179492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall-sports.html' title='Fall Sports!'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-8047987981455835391</id><published>2009-09-27T14:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T19:21:38.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11 years.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This picture is 11 years old. This is the first picture taken of Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs. Michael Perry outside of the Portland Oregon Temple Sept 26,1998. I not sure what we got our self's into. We meet at the end of May. My friend Traci took me to a single adult dance. If you knew me back then I was not a fan of Mormon get togethers. Never had a good reason why. I sure was not going to go to a dance, but Traci took me. The group she hung out with in Lacey, Olympia area were awesome. I started going to their game nights, drive in movie nights, and dances. This is the first time I had a great time with people that I felt I had more in common then church. Back to this dance Traci took me to. I meet Michael. He was super kind. People flocked to him. I could tell he was a leader. After hanging out with the group for a bit not sure when but we just started dating. Not long after we were engaged and 11 years later.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sr_gQH71YBI/AAAAAAAACEg/gxBCIXmzWQg/s1600-h/9-27-2009+3%3B29%3B07+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 182px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386270246970941458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sr_gQH71YBI/AAAAAAAACEg/gxBCIXmzWQg/s320/9-27-2009+3%3B29%3B07+PM.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the most nervous day of my life. I don't think anyone can really prepare you for married life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sr_gPz55KWI/AAAAAAAACEY/MnMe0--jWHM/s1600-h/9-27-2009+3%3B34%3B33+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 217px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386270241594091874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sr_gPz55KWI/AAAAAAAACEY/MnMe0--jWHM/s320/9-27-2009+3%3B34%3B33+PM.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My man! I don't remember much of the day other then the sealing room was full of family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sr_gPetSC2I/AAAAAAAACEQ/vh2f-Byp3tY/s1600-h/9-27-2009+3%3B30%3B14+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 177px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386270235904052066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sr_gPetSC2I/AAAAAAAACEQ/vh2f-Byp3tY/s320/9-27-2009+3%3B30%3B14+PM.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;engagement pictures. I now have wrinkles in my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sr_gOzsoj7I/AAAAAAAACEI/rH018URtZg8/s1600-h/9-27-2009+3%3B35%3B33+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386270224358608818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sr_gOzsoj7I/AAAAAAAACEI/rH018URtZg8/s320/9-27-2009+3%3B35%3B33+PM.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is another one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sr_fyaesawI/AAAAAAAACEA/7yAYtoe5938/s1600-h/9-27-2009+3%3B37%3B09+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386269736552917762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sr_fyaesawI/AAAAAAAACEA/7yAYtoe5938/s320/9-27-2009+3%3B37%3B09+PM.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are just a couple days away from the wedding. This was taken on the stairs at the Capital in Olympia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sr_fxzuTQlI/AAAAAAAACD4/XT_3--cSquY/s1600-h/9-27-2009+3%3B25%3B19+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386269726149395026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sr_fxzuTQlI/AAAAAAAACD4/XT_3--cSquY/s320/9-27-2009+3%3B25%3B19+PM.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our first apartment in Lacey. I got to tell you when Michael showed up at my house to take my stuff to Lacey it was really hard knowing I was leaving my mom &amp;amp; dad. Not that I wanted to live with them forever. It was all so scary for me. Michael was probably scared as well knowing I had so much stuff and pickles was coming with me. Pickles is still with us :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sr_fxmz-pwI/AAAAAAAACDw/joieSuW1mhg/s1600-h/9-27-2009+3%3B39%3B10+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386269722683549442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sr_fxmz-pwI/AAAAAAAACDw/joieSuW1mhg/s320/9-27-2009+3%3B39%3B10+PM.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are super blessed parents of five wonderful, sweet, talented, caring, kids. Ethan 9, Bryanna 8, Katie 6, Ellie 4 and Wyatt 2. Which Michael would like to consider Wyatt being the caboose.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sr_fxYskAyI/AAAAAAAACDo/uqls_m_RN04/s1600-h/098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386269718894347042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sr_fxYskAyI/AAAAAAAACDo/uqls_m_RN04/s320/098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are today 11 years later. We have moved 8 times. Lived in three different states. We had 5 kids in 7 years. Before we were married I told him that I want to stay home with my kids. He said not a problem. He has kept his promise. He went to school taken a full load and worked at the same time. At his graduation from UNLV we had three kids and Ellie was on her way. He will have his masters done this Spring. We bought our first house 3 years ago. He honors his priesthood. He is his kids hero. He will watch chick flick with me. His heart is in his work he enjoys his students. He is an example to me. Over all I am truly blessed to have him as my companion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386269711588247778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sr_fw9epyOI/AAAAAAAACDg/KNGRN-JGqy8/s320/239.JPG" /&gt; Happy Anniversary Michael ....and they said it would never last :0 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-8047987981455835391?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/8047987981455835391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=8047987981455835391&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/8047987981455835391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/8047987981455835391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/09/11-years.html' title='11 years.....'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sr_gQH71YBI/AAAAAAAACEg/gxBCIXmzWQg/s72-c/9-27-2009+3%3B29%3B07+PM.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-3562573540847513829</id><published>2009-09-18T16:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T19:26:06.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vistors from Vegas &amp; San Diego</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Late Thursday night we got company. April drove through Vegas and picked up Grandma. It's been awhile since we have had the Samson boys at our home. I think we figured it has been about two years. Friday Grandma and TT (aka April) went to the school and ate lunch with the kids. I know the kids enjoyed it. Saturday we drove two hours to Blackfoot, Idaho, to the Eastern Idaho state fair. Here is all the grand kids with grandma as they watched the cows getting milked. I am surprised how good this picture turned out. Getting 7 little people to look at the same time is a miracle.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SrQU-2LpAYI/AAAAAAAACCI/v0If0TZ4h4E/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382950524543369602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SrQU-2LpAYI/AAAAAAAACCI/v0If0TZ4h4E/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michael &amp;amp; April walking through the fair. The best part of any fair is the smell of the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SrQU-cs1P2I/AAAAAAAACCA/ujMPLoGxlBM/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382950517703262050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SrQU-cs1P2I/AAAAAAAACCA/ujMPLoGxlBM/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma has her hands full with those two cute boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SrQU9patJrI/AAAAAAAACB4/vQH7DRzvb0w/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382950503937025714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SrQU9patJrI/AAAAAAAACB4/vQH7DRzvb0w/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me with sweet Dallin. This little man has the cutes personality. He makes such funny faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SrQU9F_2i0I/AAAAAAAACBw/en3cKGKRAfk/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382950494429154114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SrQU9F_2i0I/AAAAAAAACBw/en3cKGKRAfk/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Katie Ann enjoying the slide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SrQU8geJDqI/AAAAAAAACBo/C_A7mAv43ds/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382950484355649186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SrQU8geJDqI/AAAAAAAACBo/C_A7mAv43ds/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ethan &amp;amp; Bry riding the big rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SrQT8B7Y20I/AAAAAAAACBg/8au12cDKNV0/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382949376645192514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SrQT8B7Y20I/AAAAAAAACBg/8au12cDKNV0/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dallin &amp;amp; Ellie ready for there mini roller coaster ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SrQT7i7nOHI/AAAAAAAACBY/6TQDvoNdimc/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382949368324634738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SrQT7i7nOHI/AAAAAAAACBY/6TQDvoNdimc/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the sweetest thing ever. Even at the age of two these boys know they ride rides with their hands in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SrQT69OR8dI/AAAAAAAACBQ/UB3AxNTnXrE/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382949358202384850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SrQT69OR8dI/AAAAAAAACBQ/UB3AxNTnXrE/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Evan &amp;amp; Wyatt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SrQT6fN1_hI/AAAAAAAACBI/RRycan7dthg/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382949350147489298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SrQT6fN1_hI/AAAAAAAACBI/RRycan7dthg/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These two are the best of friends. Not so much when they were little, but they played so well. What a blessing to have cousins to come and visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SrQT55Idm3I/AAAAAAAACBA/sw4XUr5wvmk/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382949339924372338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SrQT55Idm3I/AAAAAAAACBA/sw4XUr5wvmk/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a great visit. The kids had their primary program while they were hear. They got to show off their singing skills. They have no fear being in front of people. The next time we meet up is when we head to Vegas for thanksgiving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-3562573540847513829?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/3562573540847513829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=3562573540847513829&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/3562573540847513829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/3562573540847513829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/09/vistors-from-vegas-san-diego.html' title='Vistors from Vegas &amp; San Diego'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SrQU-2LpAYI/AAAAAAAACCI/v0If0TZ4h4E/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-7423516198294342428</id><published>2009-09-07T17:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T20:24:14.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Wyatt....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So much to say about this little man.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SqWqPXqozII/AAAAAAAAB9I/VzKSy_V8NJQ/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378892510991535234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SqWqPXqozII/AAAAAAAAB9I/VzKSy_V8NJQ/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is his new brace. He got this back in July. It is bigger then the one he got a year ago. It does what it needs to do that is to keep his thumb out. He wore this for three months straight. We noticed that he won't use that hand at all if he is wearing it. So now he only wears it in the car or if he is not playing. There has been days that he is so tight that he needs to wear it all day. The therapists and I are trying to find a happy medium with his brace.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SqWqOkxpeNI/AAAAAAAAB9A/noIvyxyvgeA/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378892497330731218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SqWqOkxpeNI/AAAAAAAAB9A/noIvyxyvgeA/s320/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is his new foot brace that is on his left foot. Wyatt just got this two weeks ago. His left foot is turned in. He will have this brace for 6 months to a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SqWpem2HzoI/AAAAAAAAB84/iqKf1ejWbRI/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378891673252646530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SqWpem2HzoI/AAAAAAAAB84/iqKf1ejWbRI/s320/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the talker that Wyatt has been using at speech. We take it home for the weekend. It has been hard to get use to and understand how it works. Trying to get Wyatt to understand that this is his voice. So this one that is in the picture is the one he takes to nursery. In the next couple weeks Wyatt will be trying couple different talkers that are more high tech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SqWpeGunE1I/AAAAAAAAB8w/8SoY4mGu8-w/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378891664631206738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SqWpeGunE1I/AAAAAAAAB8w/8SoY4mGu8-w/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how Michael and Acey play catch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SqWpdp2xuhI/AAAAAAAAB8o/LRuHtMB3Smk/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378891656880830994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SqWpdp2xuhI/AAAAAAAAB8o/LRuHtMB3Smk/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wyatt loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SqWpdL87NEI/AAAAAAAAB8g/rNZMOP0s_Vw/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378891648853554242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SqWpdL87NEI/AAAAAAAAB8g/rNZMOP0s_Vw/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I walked into the family room. I see Wyatt on the horse trying to cry. I told the kids I think he would like to get down from the horse. Their response was we put him up there cause he keeps turning off the TV. This way he can't get to it....good thinking I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SqWpcuia1sI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/JfP7pk1QrAk/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378891640957753026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SqWpcuia1sI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/JfP7pk1QrAk/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That is my up date info on this little boy. He is over all doing well. He loves going to all his therapy's. He is a trooper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-7423516198294342428?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/7423516198294342428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=7423516198294342428&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/7423516198294342428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/7423516198294342428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/09/all-wyatt.html' title='All Wyatt....'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SqWqPXqozII/AAAAAAAAB9I/VzKSy_V8NJQ/s72-c/025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-4278618617806962757</id><published>2009-08-29T12:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T17:16:19.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>High School Musical!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check us &lt;strong&gt;out!&lt;/strong&gt; We are standing outside of Salt Lake East High School. This is where they taped the HSM movies. This was the bonus of the trip we took to Salt Lake. We were driving back from the aquarium in Sandy and we were headed up to the Museum that is on the campus of the University of Utah. I just happened to look to the left and screamed at Michael that is East High! I think it is. As I am still screaming I told him to go back and we did. We got out and took this picture. I told Michael we are going in and he said you don't go through a school. I know we will be super quite. So Michael and Wyatt stayed behind.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SpmAfJOploI/AAAAAAAAB74/8BKI8-nguKA/s1600-h/124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375468902785062530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SpmAfJOploI/AAAAAAAAB74/8BKI8-nguKA/s320/124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is in the commons. Where Sharpay is looking over. To the right is the stair case that she comes down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SpmAeilJK4I/AAAAAAAAB7w/zzW2QFNgc-g/s1600-h/126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375468892410424194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SpmAeilJK4I/AAAAAAAAB7w/zzW2QFNgc-g/s320/126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A family comes out of the office and I over hear them say. Let's find Troy's locker. I ask if they know where it was at. They tell us we can buy a map in the office for a $1. So we walked in and bought the map. First stop was the gym. The mascot for East High is actually a leopard not a wildcat. They are sitting were Troy, Zeke &amp;amp; Chad played basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SpmAeM5-JYI/AAAAAAAAB7o/Mic0eADMwS0/s1600-h/129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375468886592202114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SpmAeM5-JYI/AAAAAAAAB7o/Mic0eADMwS0/s320/129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sharpay's Locker!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Spl_zBrhNpI/AAAAAAAAB7g/fjA_bFlVGbw/s1600-h/133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375468144844420754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Spl_zBrhNpI/AAAAAAAAB7g/fjA_bFlVGbw/s320/133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We cracked up so much when we saw this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Spl_ytcEB6I/AAAAAAAAB7Y/Mur11rOqhAM/s1600-h/134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375468139410884514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Spl_ytcEB6I/AAAAAAAAB7Y/Mur11rOqhAM/s320/134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Locker where b1-440 b1-442&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Spl_xzLpP0I/AAAAAAAAB7Q/mGOUP-_uVOk/s1600-h/135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375468123772763970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Spl_xzLpP0I/AAAAAAAAB7Q/mGOUP-_uVOk/s320/135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This school is HUGE! We got lost. We were looking for the Auditorium. Well I asked one of the workers if he could point us in the right direction. He tells us he thinks it is locked and So he just lead us there. This auditorium was so big. This picture is the kids on the stage were they did HSM3. HSM 1  was taped in Murry Utah. Now we have a tour guide. He opened everything for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Spl_xf2Ax-I/AAAAAAAAB7I/lzOhwh0frVk/s1600-h/138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375468118581757922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Spl_xf2Ax-I/AAAAAAAAB7I/lzOhwh0frVk/s320/138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the library. He opened that for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Spl_w5Kl9JI/AAAAAAAAB7A/NVoWxfI5EJ4/s1600-h/139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375468108199097490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Spl_w5Kl9JI/AAAAAAAAB7A/NVoWxfI5EJ4/s320/139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We even got on the roof of the High School.  We are actually above the clock. We could not believe that he opened this up. We were in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Spl-3p5VzzI/AAAAAAAAB64/9_mH2IK_7og/s1600-h/140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375467124847660850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Spl-3p5VzzI/AAAAAAAAB64/9_mH2IK_7og/s320/140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is crazy. We were walking by this classroom and Bry noticed it was the room in HSM1 where Gabriellia was at the Academic decathlon. I didn't think she knew what she was talking about. So we walked in and the teacher was sitting in there and he heard us. He said she is right. This is the room. He thought it was so funny that she knew this room and it was not even on the map. I tell you my kids know HSM! So this nice teacher pulled up a chair and Bry sat right where Gabriellia sat and won the debt. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Spl-3LY7ZoI/AAAAAAAAB6w/o4ppg3hRgOk/s1600-h/145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375467116658648706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Spl-3LY7ZoI/AAAAAAAAB6w/o4ppg3hRgOk/s320/145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troy's locker C2-483&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Spl-2lvUVQI/AAAAAAAAB6o/-ZbWiooT7qU/s1600-h/142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375467106552009986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Spl-2lvUVQI/AAAAAAAAB6o/-ZbWiooT7qU/s320/142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That is me by Troy BOLTEN'S LOCKER!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Spl-2MTohnI/AAAAAAAAB6g/HxYVkdWNnAM/s1600-h/148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375467099725006450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Spl-2MTohnI/AAAAAAAAB6g/HxYVkdWNnAM/s320/148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leaving East High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Spl-1ddy_EI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/T3qhxvRGUjY/s1600-h/158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375467087151168578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Spl-1ddy_EI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/T3qhxvRGUjY/s320/158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was like the extra bonus for our trip. It was so random. We just got lucky and drove right by it. Oh we did see the locker room. Not sure why I did not get that picture. We walked down the hallways where they sang What time is it? Some how we did not see Mrs. Darbus room. It was awesome. I would love to go back. We love u East High!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-4278618617806962757?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/4278618617806962757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=4278618617806962757&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/4278618617806962757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/4278618617806962757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/08/high-school-musical.html' title='High School Musical!'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SpmAfJOploI/AAAAAAAAB74/8BKI8-nguKA/s72-c/124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-1649677582293297531</id><published>2009-08-26T18:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T06:18:21.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was the day. The kids went back to school. It was a great morning. They were pretty excited to be going back. I think they were a little nervous. The girls barely touched their pancakes. It is funny that they all decided to wear blue today. Which was not planned.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SpXhFhw2vrI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/QWm4Nw_J4jI/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374449215415434930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SpXhFhw2vrI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/QWm4Nw_J4jI/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Katie with Mrs. Brown. We know that Katie is in good hands. Mrs. Brown has that nice grandma voice that can keep the class in line without raising her voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SpXhFLKjrOI/AAAAAAAAB6I/y-PaN_dOBSU/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374449209349221602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SpXhFLKjrOI/AAAAAAAAB6I/y-PaN_dOBSU/s320/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All three of them had Mrs. Brown for 1st grade. I told her she needs to hang in there I have two more kids coming through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SpXhEvmB63I/AAAAAAAAB6A/vsVnOnsS9RM/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374449201948257138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SpXhEvmB63I/AAAAAAAAB6A/vsVnOnsS9RM/s320/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bryanna with Mrs. Steele. We know Mrs. Steele more then other teachers at the school. She was in our ward when we moved here. I was her visiting teacher. When I use to come and visit Gooding my mom introduced me to her years ago. She is a kind, sweet lady all around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SpXhEKFLWEI/AAAAAAAAB54/TX9pbObnd_o/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374449191878350914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SpXhEKFLWEI/AAAAAAAAB54/TX9pbObnd_o/s320/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ethan with Mrs. Clayborn. Ethan is are guinea pig. He gets to try the teacher out first. So far so good. We heard a lot of good things about Mrs. Clayborn. I think Ethan will do just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SpXhDfeULNI/AAAAAAAAB5w/bJI0Pxsh-tI/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374449180441062610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SpXhDfeULNI/AAAAAAAAB5w/bJI0Pxsh-tI/s320/037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know this was a huge day for the kids. As the mommy of these kids it's a little tough. It always is the first two weeks of school. I worry so much about them. As I always do but this year more so because the day is longer. They are in school from 7:50 -3:45. They get home a little after 4:00. I worry if they are hungry, tired. To much in one day. I worry that Katie can't open her pudding at lunch time. If they are to busy to use the bathroom. Did they get on the right bus. Can they carry their lunch tray. The list goes on and on. Just the stuff that Michael thinks is just crazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-1649677582293297531?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/1649677582293297531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=1649677582293297531&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/1649677582293297531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/1649677582293297531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SpXhFhw2vrI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/QWm4Nw_J4jI/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-1254972647378497287</id><published>2009-08-23T17:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T18:24:55.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Salt Lake City</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" src="http://widget-e5.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2882303761543643109&amp;amp;site=widget-e5.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; WIDTH: 400px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2882303761543643109&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-e5.slide.com/p1/2882303761543643109/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2882303761543643109&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-e5.slide.com/p2/2882303761543643109/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2882303761543643109&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-e5.slide.com/p4/2882303761543643109/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the first summer that we have got the chance to have a family vacation. We debated on were to go we thought we would go to North Dakota, the the Oregon coast, Northern California, then it was Washington for a few days. We finally decided on Salt Lake City. Belle told me about this awesome pass they found on line called (salt lake city connection pass) There are 14 things to do on the list, but you only have two days to do it. So we spent $110.00 and we did 9 things on the pass. The baseball game was not part of the pass. I really wanted to go to a ball game and The Mariners were to far away. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We started out on Thursday morning. We went to the Zoo. Then right across the street was the Heritage park. Awesome place to go they have over 45 building. They took some of the old houses that were down in the Salt Lake Valley are bought them to the park. We walked though Brigham Young's house. We could has spent even more time there. It's an amazing place. We will definitely be taking the kids back there. Then we headed up to Snowbird. It was 95 that day, but by the time we got up the mountain it was 58. The kids loved the ride up. Me not so much. Oh on this pass we got one meal at the Lion House pantry. We did that too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next day we went to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;aquarium&lt;/span&gt;. Which was small but hands on for the kids. Then headed up to the museums and then to the Tracy Avery. The last time We went there was when April worked there. We made it to the bird show and the kids did a craft there. Then went to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Discovery&lt;/span&gt; Center. Oh they loved it there was so much for them to do. To finish off the day we went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IMax&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;theater&lt;/span&gt; and watched a light show with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;music&lt;/span&gt; from U2.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That was the trip in a nut shell. We had the best time. We saw a lot of stuff. That would cost so much more if we did not by the pass on line (thanks for the tip Belle). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was a great break from the normal stuff I usually have to do every week. I loved it. It was hard to get back in the swing of things. Now Summer is over with kids starting school on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;. Over all Summer was great. Loved Michael being home all summer. So &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-1254972647378497287?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/1254972647378497287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=1254972647378497287&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/1254972647378497287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/1254972647378497287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/08/trip-to-salt-lake-city.html' title='Trip to Salt Lake City'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-5747904425235631595</id><published>2009-08-12T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T16:16:52.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fair Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Michael and the kids waiting for the parade to start in Shoshone. The kids walk away with a bag of candy. Wyatt got so excited when the horses came through.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SoM8MWaU3JI/AAAAAAAAB1w/k1bWu6mpHhU/s1600-h/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369201363627859090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SoM8MWaU3JI/AAAAAAAAB1w/k1bWu6mpHhU/s320/054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing BINGO at the fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SoM8LpqbelI/AAAAAAAAB1o/v6fhfwAr9u4/s1600-h/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369201351615806034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SoM8LpqbelI/AAAAAAAAB1o/v6fhfwAr9u4/s320/056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jacey&lt;/span&gt; cleaning their pig's pen. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jacey&lt;/span&gt; been showing pigs for four years &amp;amp; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; for two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SoM8LCbrfAI/AAAAAAAAB1g/5oDnTkVpz14/s1600-h/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369201341084957698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SoM8LCbrfAI/AAAAAAAAB1g/5oDnTkVpz14/s320/064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Girls got their face painted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SoM8KfEUVjI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/fOPQOBzYePc/s1600-h/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369201331591730738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SoM8KfEUVjI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/fOPQOBzYePc/s320/065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Like Father like son. All dressed up in there rodeo clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SoM8JwaVFVI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ttDFoDA-M30/s1600-h/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369201319067587922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SoM8JwaVFVI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ttDFoDA-M30/s320/066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The only reason I want to go to the fair is to get my elephant ear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-5747904425235631595?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/5747904425235631595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=5747904425235631595&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/5747904425235631595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/5747904425235631595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/08/fair-time.html' title='Fair Time'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SoM8MWaU3JI/AAAAAAAAB1w/k1bWu6mpHhU/s72-c/054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-7183857156808290857</id><published>2009-08-04T06:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T09:53:46.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swim Team</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This Summer we decided to have Ethan and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bry&lt;/span&gt; be on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gooding&lt;/span&gt; Otters swim team. They practice Monday-Friday at noon for two months. It was hard at times to get them down there. Thanks for my mom who took them half the time while I was in town with Wyatt.  They loved being on the swim team. Their meets where every Saturday. You have to swim the length of the pool before you can participate in a meet. So it took them a couple weeks to do that. They ended up participating in three meets and the finals in Jackpot, Nevada. Back in the day when these two kids were little (16 months apart) it was hard. Now I enjoy that they are so close. They have been able to do a lot of things together. I think they make good memories doing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;activities&lt;/span&gt; together. This is them in the pool during practice.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sng9KZzU81I/AAAAAAAABzY/KKUCqR9HJ5Q/s1600-h/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366106204946101074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sng9KZzU81I/AAAAAAAABzY/KKUCqR9HJ5Q/s320/079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cousins. This is at the finals. Ethan and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; just happen to be in the same heat for breast stroke. Right next to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sng9KPHog2I/AAAAAAAABzQ/y_3lviGTZ5o/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366106202078479202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sng9KPHog2I/AAAAAAAABzQ/y_3lviGTZ5o/s320/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bry&lt;/span&gt; diving in for her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;medley&lt;/span&gt; race. She does the breast stroke. That is her strong swim. It's fun to watch her cause she smiles the whole time as she swims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sng8rvG6KjI/AAAAAAAABzI/l-j3urucZZ4/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366105678089431602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sng8rvG6KjI/AAAAAAAABzI/l-j3urucZZ4/s320/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jacey&lt;/span&gt; K doing the breast stroke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sng8rJzuKzI/AAAAAAAABzA/6WDeTUor30A/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366105668076841778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sng8rJzuKzI/AAAAAAAABzA/6WDeTUor30A/s320/046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sng8q5cERxI/AAAAAAAABy4/ISeo5aW7imw/s1600-h/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366105663682660114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sng8q5cERxI/AAAAAAAABy4/ISeo5aW7imw/s320/057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan ready for the back stroke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sng8qqGJysI/AAAAAAAAByw/u3yrobUBooM/s1600-h/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366105659564214978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sng8qqGJysI/AAAAAAAAByw/u3yrobUBooM/s320/055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan team for free style and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;medley&lt;/span&gt;. In the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;medley&lt;/span&gt; Ethan does the back stroke or the breast stroke &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sng8qacOVdI/AAAAAAAAByo/W6shKeD6GLY/s1600-h/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366105655361820114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sng8qacOVdI/AAAAAAAAByo/W6shKeD6GLY/s320/059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The swim team is over with. The kids became real strong swimmers. They loved going every day to the pool. Next year Katie will join them on the swim team. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-7183857156808290857?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/7183857156808290857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=7183857156808290857&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/7183857156808290857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/7183857156808290857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/08/swim-team.html' title='Swim Team'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sng9KZzU81I/AAAAAAAABzY/KKUCqR9HJ5Q/s72-c/079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-7363709033081834149</id><published>2009-08-03T11:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T09:48:49.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vistor's from Texas &amp; Vegas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So we left Las Vegas at five in the morning so we could be at mom's by four to have a family barbecue. This was the only day Belle could come before she had surgery. Here we are. Just missing Gus. He was busy putting his hay in so he could not leave and meet up with us. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sncy2OOF8AI/AAAAAAAAByI/_JwxDj3rj8Y/s1600-h/161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365813388146765826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sncy2OOF8AI/AAAAAAAAByI/_JwxDj3rj8Y/s320/161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the first time we have seen the Howard's in few years. They now have Jagger. I can't believe how tall Torrie was. She is so close to passing me up. As the Auntie and watching my niece pass me up it's a little strange. Torrie and I got are running shoes on one night. I am sure I slowed her down. So for me it was a good work out&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sncy14szcRI/AAAAAAAAByA/yYB1fwnLOlk/s1600-h/173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365813382369997074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sncy14szcRI/AAAAAAAAByA/yYB1fwnLOlk/s320/173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Camie &amp;amp; JR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SncyA1jabNI/AAAAAAAABx4/ShGiHBO6Drg/s1600-h/140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365812470992235730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SncyA1jabNI/AAAAAAAABx4/ShGiHBO6Drg/s320/140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids eating at Grandma's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SncyAq5TyeI/AAAAAAAABxw/ERM1qb37EhY/s1600-h/134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365812468131285474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SncyAq5TyeI/AAAAAAAABxw/ERM1qb37EhY/s320/134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids (missing Sadie, Blake &amp;amp; Blaine) hopefully next year we can all be together. I think we figure it has been over four years since we all were at mom's at the same time. I know life gets crazy. Kids get more involved with their stuff, but man I would love to see us all together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SncyACEBxJI/AAAAAAAABxo/CtkwDyoWNtY/s1600-h/146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365812457170388114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SncyACEBxJI/AAAAAAAABxo/CtkwDyoWNtY/s320/146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This Summer dad decided to grow out his hair. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SncxKGaI69I/AAAAAAAABxg/AVUPEuTpTjc/s1600-h/156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365811530623937490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SncxKGaI69I/AAAAAAAABxg/AVUPEuTpTjc/s320/156.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Holli, me, Amie &amp;amp; Belle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SncxJ98Z8mI/AAAAAAAABxY/KuWBFes3jG4/s1600-h/135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365811528351740514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SncxJ98Z8mI/AAAAAAAABxY/KuWBFes3jG4/s320/135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Camie's cute girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SncxJq6G7UI/AAAAAAAABxQ/ix0h62lR5lk/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365811523241831746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SncxJq6G7UI/AAAAAAAABxQ/ix0h62lR5lk/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma holding her 20th grand child. The score is tied 10 girls 1o boys. I think I should break the tie. Michael not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SncxI9NnbBI/AAAAAAAABxI/nYbD7edQ4L4/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365811510975622162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SncxI9NnbBI/AAAAAAAABxI/nYbD7edQ4L4/s320/047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Good old Basketball game in the drive way. Girls against the boys. It was fun to watch. The girls won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SncxIs580jI/AAAAAAAABxA/EJU3avElrpk/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365811506598171186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SncxIs580jI/AAAAAAAABxA/EJU3avElrpk/s320/041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a fun week. It was fun to watch the kids play together. We took them to the pool. Jr took his kids out shooting guns. I enjoyed visiting and catching up with the Howard's. &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/551259419520423137-7363709033081834149?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/7363709033081834149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=7363709033081834149&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/7363709033081834149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/7363709033081834149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/08/vistors-from-texas-vegas.html' title='Vistor&apos;s from Texas &amp; Vegas'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sncy2OOF8AI/AAAAAAAAByI/_JwxDj3rj8Y/s72-c/161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-5295323558639842325</id><published>2009-07-31T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T19:09:20.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of JULY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" src="http://widget-2b.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3458764513845955627&amp;amp;site=widget-2b.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; WIDTH: 400px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3458764513845955627&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-2b.slide.com/p1/3458764513845955627/bb_t013_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3458764513845955627&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-2b.slide.com/p2/3458764513845955627/bb_t013_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3458764513845955627&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-2b.slide.com/p4/3458764513845955627/bb_t013_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;With the kids being home. Having a busy Summer. I am a little behind on blogging. This slide show is full of pictures. That we took with the family in Vegas. We spent three nights at a time share just a couple blocks from the strip. We loved it there. We spent most of the time in the pool. Grandma and I took the kids swimming at night after we got back from the strip. They thought it was so cool to be swimming so late at night in the dark. On the 4th we headed up to Uncle Jim &amp;amp; Aunt Sue's house for a day in the pool. Jim is a good cook. They had amazing fireworks. We always have a good time when we go. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-5295323558639842325?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/5295323558639842325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=5295323558639842325&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/5295323558639842325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/5295323558639842325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of JULY!'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-797385143461692112</id><published>2009-07-23T18:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T20:07:24.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hardy Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; This picture was taken Summer of 2008. We try so hard to stop by and see the Hardy family.  We were only neighbours for 18 months in the hood. If anyone knows where Maryland and Tropicana meet in Vegas you know what I am talking about.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SmkPUgQtexI/AAAAAAAABwo/tgjzbRL30Fc/s1600-h/157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361833676293110546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SmkPUgQtexI/AAAAAAAABwo/tgjzbRL30Fc/s320/157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is this Summer's pictures. They all have changed so much. They get alone great. We don't see each other for six months. The kids don't skip a beat they enjoy each other so much. This summer we stayed at a Time Share just off the strip. We spent three days in the pool the Hardy family came and joined us. Notice Ellie swimming suit Stephanie bought that for Bry when we were neighbors many years ago. It's now been through all three girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SmkPUKgktnI/AAAAAAAABwg/OUwmHo55WVA/s1600-h/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361833670454064754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SmkPUKgktnI/AAAAAAAABwg/OUwmHo55WVA/s320/075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me with Sweet Steph. There is time in your life that we meet someone that will always be your friend. No matter what happens or how far you live from each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SmkPT8PLa6I/AAAAAAAABwY/ZLscCkGNt-k/s1600-h/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361833666623007650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SmkPT8PLa6I/AAAAAAAABwY/ZLscCkGNt-k/s320/077.JPG" /&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/551259419520423137-797385143461692112?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/797385143461692112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=797385143461692112&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/797385143461692112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/797385143461692112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/07/hardy-family.html' title='Hardy Family'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SmkPUgQtexI/AAAAAAAABwo/tgjzbRL30Fc/s72-c/157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-6688242935879235702</id><published>2009-07-23T18:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T20:05:13.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Cousin Lisa! I know you are thinking we really don't look a like, but we are first cousins. I have seen her three times this pass year. I love them being in Vegas and stopping in and seeing her and her whole family. This last visit we were like two teenagers. We went to her room and she showed me how to make earrings. I never got the hang of it, but I so enjoy her company. I wish them luck in their new journey to Florida. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362582781681641346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Smu4oLTCp4I/AAAAAAAABww/185WpU7aljM/s320/130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miss Ellie &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SmkMd15u7DI/AAAAAAAABwQ/kzyevNWu5xY/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361830538186255410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SmkMd15u7DI/AAAAAAAABwQ/kzyevNWu5xY/s320/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My good looking boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SmkMdr3wwGI/AAAAAAAABwI/30z8hWeclCU/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361830535493632098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SmkMdr3wwGI/AAAAAAAABwI/30z8hWeclCU/s320/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dallin enjoying the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SmkMAAXvJ1I/AAAAAAAABwA/OTpcgh9c0j4/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361830025600378706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SmkMAAXvJ1I/AAAAAAAABwA/OTpcgh9c0j4/s320/037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan in the maze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SmkL_gvPAXI/AAAAAAAABv4/gmwOhriuUEg/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361830017109000562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SmkL_gvPAXI/AAAAAAAABv4/gmwOhriuUEg/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks to Mila we were to the perfect park. It is in Towne Center. It has the water sprinklers, maze and toys. The kids had a ball. Hey Mila we need to meet there again when we come back to town.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SmkL_KGgrtI/AAAAAAAABvw/V5AhX2kqRGk/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361830011032612562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SmkL_KGgrtI/AAAAAAAABvw/V5AhX2kqRGk/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls with Melati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SmkL-iG3TiI/AAAAAAAABvo/YRmfreKmNbQ/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361830000296676898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SmkL-iG3TiI/AAAAAAAABvo/YRmfreKmNbQ/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have known Mila since Bry was about 9 months old. We were visiting teacher's together. We would fit three car seats in the back of the Kia and go visit with no A/C. We missed Putria and Jonas today. They are on a stupid track schedule in Vegas. It was fun to spend time with Mila and Malite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SmkL-L0MdKI/AAAAAAAABvg/qYWKonWhiaA/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361829994312791202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SmkL-L0MdKI/AAAAAAAABvg/qYWKonWhiaA/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mila- Ethan is going to pass you up soon! &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/551259419520423137-6688242935879235702?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/6688242935879235702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=6688242935879235702&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/6688242935879235702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/6688242935879235702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/07/vegas.html' title='Vegas'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Smu4oLTCp4I/AAAAAAAABww/185WpU7aljM/s72-c/130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-5504804306097235871</id><published>2009-07-16T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T20:03:18.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father and Son Camp Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The plan the night before the Camp out was Wyatt was going to go down to Haggerman for the evening and my dad would bring him back after dinner and swimming. Michael changed the plans when he got off work and told me to pack up Wyatt too. That he needs to go.I didn't move to fast because I was not sure that Michael was serious or not, but he was. So he took Wyatt for the night. They all look so happy to leave us.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl_YKucz45I/AAAAAAAABuI/t0lgNbLqYDA/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359239760373343122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl_YKucz45I/AAAAAAAABuI/t0lgNbLqYDA/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michael always cooks at ward parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl_YKI-HgUI/AAAAAAAABuA/MsslgW1FNA4/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359239750312493378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl_YKI-HgUI/AAAAAAAABuA/MsslgW1FNA4/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandpa is Wyatt's favorite person in the whole world. There is something really special between these two. Wyatt loves his Pa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl_YJ9SOgLI/AAAAAAAABt4/ncO12emNqck/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359239747175612594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl_YJ9SOgLI/AAAAAAAABt4/ncO12emNqck/s320/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Michael said that Wyatt did good sleeping. When they went to bed about midnight Wyatt was not to sure what was going on. He wanted Ethan to hold him that night, not Michael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl_YJhRsUNI/AAAAAAAABtw/10fEADs6hYg/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359239739657179346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl_YJhRsUNI/AAAAAAAABtw/10fEADs6hYg/s320/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The camp site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl_YJOyHSfI/AAAAAAAABto/28hUOIbhkNg/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359239734692891122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl_YJOyHSfI/AAAAAAAABto/28hUOIbhkNg/s320/028.JPG" /&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/551259419520423137-5504804306097235871?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/5504804306097235871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=5504804306097235871&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/5504804306097235871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/5504804306097235871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/07/father-and-son-camp-out.html' title='Father and Son Camp Out'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl_YKucz45I/AAAAAAAABuI/t0lgNbLqYDA/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-1231523743452941105</id><published>2009-07-16T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T07:55:10.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baseball Games</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wyatt is ready to bat&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl-vDGrWfuI/AAAAAAAABsQ/voVNwSrNkr4/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359194549461090018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl-vDGrWfuI/AAAAAAAABsQ/voVNwSrNkr4/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Katie with her best friend &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jaden&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl-tjaZ5Z4I/AAAAAAAABsI/hii1o-FJkUI/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359192905489147778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl-tjaZ5Z4I/AAAAAAAABsI/hii1o-FJkUI/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Notice Katie's batting gloves. I had know idea that she brought them until I saw her go up to bat. She told me she had to wear them it helps her bat better. Oh OK then. Well there not batting gloves Katie there your winter mittens. Silly girl. Looks like I got to buy batting gloves next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl-s7rmeloI/AAAAAAAABsA/Rx-SloqfJDM/s1600-h/084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359192222910551682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl-s7rmeloI/AAAAAAAABsA/Rx-SloqfJDM/s320/084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan played short stop all season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl-s7MfiU4I/AAAAAAAABr4/xUNWVPS2n4s/s1600-h/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359192214559937410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl-s7MfiU4I/AAAAAAAABr4/xUNWVPS2n4s/s320/062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Katie's second year playing T-ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl-s6wqAo3I/AAAAAAAABrw/W-oKDXa2mfc/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359192207087674226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl-s6wqAo3I/AAAAAAAABrw/W-oKDXa2mfc/s320/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bry&lt;/span&gt; playing catcher. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bry's&lt;/span&gt; coach had them rotate every inning so they could play every &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;position&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl-sL5oXXMI/AAAAAAAABro/6nmAP7vsCfY/s1600-h/130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359191402042842306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl-sL5oXXMI/AAAAAAAABro/6nmAP7vsCfY/s320/130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Michael being home this summer has been great. We had three kids playing on three different teams. It was a task every night to make sure everyone was where they were suppose to be. Michael helped at practice and kept score at Ethan's games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl-sLU5KAGI/AAAAAAAABrg/KoSIR_qKIKU/s1600-h/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359191392181157986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl-sLU5KAGI/AAAAAAAABrg/KoSIR_qKIKU/s320/057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bry&lt;/span&gt; was so fun to watch running the bases. She has a huge smile on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl-sK6Y8MYI/AAAAAAAABrY/3B0U91-4K1k/s1600-h/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359191385066713474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl-sK6Y8MYI/AAAAAAAABrY/3B0U91-4K1k/s320/048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids watching Ethan's game in Shoshone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl-sKYqwFYI/AAAAAAAABrQ/NSZ3RfY8nfs/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359191376014611842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl-sKYqwFYI/AAAAAAAABrQ/NSZ3RfY8nfs/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan up to bat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl-sKGgCTOI/AAAAAAAABrI/LLaK6a6_xb0/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359191371137830114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl-sKGgCTOI/AAAAAAAABrI/LLaK6a6_xb0/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love baseball season. Ethan played minor league which is all new to him. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bry&lt;/span&gt; improved. Katie playing T-ball is just real entertainment. Their coaches were great. They had fun and learned. &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/551259419520423137-1231523743452941105?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/1231523743452941105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=1231523743452941105&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/1231523743452941105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/1231523743452941105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/07/baseball-games_16.html' title='Baseball Games'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl-vDGrWfuI/AAAAAAAABsQ/voVNwSrNkr4/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-9198005766767479584</id><published>2009-07-16T08:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T17:53:03.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming Lesson's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Katie loved swimming lessons this is her third year.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl9NxFzoFYI/AAAAAAAABrA/LqHKlZBHiVM/s1600-h/120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359087587361822082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl9NxFzoFYI/AAAAAAAABrA/LqHKlZBHiVM/s320/120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Katie jumping off the diving board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl9Nwl3yxhI/AAAAAAAABq4/P9WKToJixwQ/s1600-h/094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359087578789365266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl9Nwl3yxhI/AAAAAAAABq4/P9WKToJixwQ/s320/094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Katie's swimming teacher said that she was the best in the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl9M_UjdDmI/AAAAAAAABqw/SaTgxg6xXaM/s1600-h/134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359086732327063138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl9M_UjdDmI/AAAAAAAABqw/SaTgxg6xXaM/s320/134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ellie was more then excited about having swimming lessons. This is her first year. She loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl9M_F5Q39I/AAAAAAAABqo/txsriG9jMds/s1600-h/108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359086728392007634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl9M_F5Q39I/AAAAAAAABqo/txsriG9jMds/s320/108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't believe she was brave enough to jump off the side. She did it again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl9M-raHjyI/AAAAAAAABqg/V-9TtNc-Yzc/s1600-h/129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359086721282051874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl9M-raHjyI/AAAAAAAABqg/V-9TtNc-Yzc/s320/129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ellie doing back float.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl9M-LmTcXI/AAAAAAAABqY/oNVOO4rthZs/s1600-h/115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359086712743227762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl9M-LmTcXI/AAAAAAAABqY/oNVOO4rthZs/s320/115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They both have to do the same classes again. Just cause they need to become stronger swimmers. Ethan &amp;amp; Bry are doing swim team. We spend a lot of time in the pool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-9198005766767479584?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/9198005766767479584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=9198005766767479584&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/9198005766767479584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/9198005766767479584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/07/swimming-lessons.html' title='Swimming Lesson&apos;s'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sl9NxFzoFYI/AAAAAAAABrA/LqHKlZBHiVM/s72-c/120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-6703471029053856039</id><published>2009-06-28T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T18:32:08.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wyatt Playing Baseball</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is very remarkable of this little man. We all just sat there in amazement with tears in my eyes. As Wyatt played Baseball in the front room. He had no help from know one. He learned just by watching Ethan and his two sisters play baseball this last month. He knows the bat, hit the ball to drop the bat and to run the bases.  Wyatt just continues to surprise us. I think everything is going to work out just fine for this young man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6e6e0a2c32e3295" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D06e6e0a2c32e3295%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331250701%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1C25172BED0ECE2CEE7CDAFBAF8C8F280DACF35D.854D09414B5132297E3F711716F28651A4C58945%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6e6e0a2c32e3295%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUh921VJPgkdpQaK20oApCTQztAI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D06e6e0a2c32e3295%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331250701%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1C25172BED0ECE2CEE7CDAFBAF8C8F280DACF35D.854D09414B5132297E3F711716F28651A4C58945%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6e6e0a2c32e3295%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUh921VJPgkdpQaK20oApCTQztAI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-6703471029053856039?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6e6e0a2c32e3295&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/6703471029053856039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=6703471029053856039&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/6703471029053856039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/6703471029053856039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/06/wyatt-playing-baseball.html' title='Wyatt Playing Baseball'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-1595721840373368516</id><published>2009-06-26T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T18:33:06.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gun Show!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is the cutes thing ever. Ethan showed Wyatt the gun show. Now Wyatt really likes to show off his guns. So stinken cute. Thanks for the good chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9289c41244e2f5fe" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9289c41244e2f5fe%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331250701%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2B3968ECDF5AC0151ABC333AA22434765DFDB6A9.59476889354D3EA3F8C7A238845D0A91E49AEDB4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9289c41244e2f5fe%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLyeqJCsmxCXyUD2vz4TT9ptB6wI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9289c41244e2f5fe%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331250701%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2B3968ECDF5AC0151ABC333AA22434765DFDB6A9.59476889354D3EA3F8C7A238845D0A91E49AEDB4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9289c41244e2f5fe%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLyeqJCsmxCXyUD2vz4TT9ptB6wI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-1595721840373368516?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9289c41244e2f5fe&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/1595721840373368516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=1595721840373368516&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/1595721840373368516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/1595721840373368516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/06/gun-show.html' title='The Gun Show!'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-378098948798911493</id><published>2009-06-10T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T21:22:44.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wyatt's New Brace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wyatt just sat there when she made his cast. From that they made his brace. I can't get over this little man. He just lets the doctors, therapists whoever do what ever they need to do. It's unreal. He really is super special.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SjAFShELyjI/AAAAAAAABno/C08P1peGly4/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345778573360482866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SjAFShELyjI/AAAAAAAABno/C08P1peGly4/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He's trying to hide from me. I was trying to get a picture of his brace. Silly boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SjAFSF3ExmI/AAAAAAAABng/0xowELfYEvU/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345778566057739874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SjAFSF3ExmI/AAAAAAAABng/0xowELfYEvU/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what it looks like from the front. I found sandals that will work for the brace. He has to wear the sock so his foot and leg won't sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SjAFR2fxdII/AAAAAAAABnY/T2fC20PpePk/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345778561933472898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SjAFR2fxdII/AAAAAAAABnY/T2fC20PpePk/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is the back of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SjAFRsTkG8I/AAAAAAAABnQ/SVksxeS3T-s/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345778559197912002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SjAFRsTkG8I/AAAAAAAABnQ/SVksxeS3T-s/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of Wyatt's many doctors finally decided that it was time for him to get a brace on his right foot. Wyatt falls a lot cause he can't pick up his right foot high enough to clear his toe &amp;amp; his right foot is turned in. So in May I took him into Twin. They made a cast for the brace. It took about two and half weeks to get it back. I picked out cars for his brace cause that is his favorite toy. He is doing awesome with the brace he only has to wear it when he has shoes on. Does not have to sleep with it. He has yet to take it off. One therapist already say's they can see a difference's in his walking. Hopefully this will work out so we don't have to do surgery later. What a blessing to have a brace to fix his walking. To make life easier on Wyatt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-378098948798911493?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/378098948798911493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=378098948798911493&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/378098948798911493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/378098948798911493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/06/wyatt-new-brace.html' title='Wyatt&apos;s New Brace'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SjAFShELyjI/AAAAAAAABno/C08P1peGly4/s72-c/036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-3481532661685281769</id><published>2009-06-07T16:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T16:15:52.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ethan &amp; Bryanna's last day of school!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bryanna accepting her award for National fitness.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SixHlYyXNuI/AAAAAAAABmg/JWt5pytbjms/s1600-h/126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344725565416355554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SixHlYyXNuI/AAAAAAAABmg/JWt5pytbjms/s320/126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ethan got the same award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SixHlD71lKI/AAAAAAAABmY/7hWTaeR3XRM/s1600-h/132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344725559818949794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SixHlD71lKI/AAAAAAAABmY/7hWTaeR3XRM/s320/132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryanna got The Super Trooper Award which is for recognition of outstanding citizenship and total respect for other people.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SixHk5Hl3gI/AAAAAAAABmQ/xF6vM774cYw/s1600-h/135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344725556915461634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SixHk5Hl3gI/AAAAAAAABmQ/xF6vM774cYw/s320/135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last time getting off the bus for school year 2008-2009. Their bus driver is great. I know my kids are safe on the bus with Sue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SixHksTDYGI/AAAAAAAABmI/H-145Kp0YvY/s1600-h/139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344725553473871970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SixHksTDYGI/AAAAAAAABmI/H-145Kp0YvY/s320/139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now summer is here. We got a lot going on. Ethan &amp;amp; Bryanna are on the swim team. They do that Monday-Friday. Katie &amp;amp; Ellie will be taking swimming lessons for two weeks. Ethan will have scout camp. The three oldest are playing baseball and are on three different teams. We will be headed to Vegas for the 4th. Wyatt will be having six set appointments a week. Michael is working this summer at Shoshone school doing odd jobs. He does this four days a week. He is home every night. I love that! He is taken his football team to Pocatello for football camp for a week. Oh and if anyone wants to be my nanny for the summer we pay in hugs and kisses! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-3481532661685281769?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/3481532661685281769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=3481532661685281769&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/3481532661685281769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/3481532661685281769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/06/ethan-bryannas-last-day-of-school.html' title='Ethan &amp; Bryanna&apos;s last day of school!!'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SixHlYyXNuI/AAAAAAAABmg/JWt5pytbjms/s72-c/126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-4839250178047996499</id><published>2009-06-06T06:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T17:19:28.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Katie's last week of Kindergaten</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Katie had a busy last week of school. Her class walked down to the park played games then walked to Dairy Queen &amp;amp; got ice cream. This picture is Katie holding hands with her best friend Jaden. I love when Jaden comes over to play he is the kid that you want over cause they play so well together.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SipvNdADuvI/AAAAAAAABlg/Utdx43gSrQs/s1600-h/105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344206184742370034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SipvNdADuvI/AAAAAAAABlg/Utdx43gSrQs/s320/105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Katie playing a game at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SipuaIOfEoI/AAAAAAAABlY/4-LlzzJLURo/s1600-h/111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344205302992409218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SipuaIOfEoI/AAAAAAAABlY/4-LlzzJLURo/s320/111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma &amp;amp; Katie at her Kindergarten celebrations. I can't believe that she is done with Kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SipuZ0pGoVI/AAAAAAAABlQ/UwRdX61emcQ/s1600-h/119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344205297735344466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SipuZ0pGoVI/AAAAAAAABlQ/UwRdX61emcQ/s320/119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me with my big kindergarten. I am worried about next year that the days will be so long for her. The school is going to a four day schedule. This year she went to school three hours a day. Next year she will be gone for eight hours. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Note: I am not happy with it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SipuZmULQRI/AAAAAAAABlI/8t60Gnvkp9g/s1600-h/120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344205293889470738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SipuZmULQRI/AAAAAAAABlI/8t60Gnvkp9g/s320/120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is just too cute! I wish we believed in prearranged marriages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SipuZOdKqYI/AAAAAAAABlA/4XixgqI2jbw/s1600-h/122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344205287484729730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SipuZOdKqYI/AAAAAAAABlA/4XixgqI2jbw/s320/122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mrs. Williams (left) she is the aide in the classroom. Mrs Born the teacher. Katie had a really successful school year. She loves to learn. She did a great job on her testing. She is a smart little thing. Very proud of you Katie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SipuYmhJYuI/AAAAAAAABk4/33TFRqUzrfE/s1600-h/123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344205276764005090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SipuYmhJYuI/AAAAAAAABk4/33TFRqUzrfE/s320/123.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Katie got an award at the kindergarten celebration. She got Super Trooper Award. Which is for recognition of outstanding citizenship and total respect for other people. Way to go Katie! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-4839250178047996499?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/4839250178047996499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=4839250178047996499&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/4839250178047996499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/4839250178047996499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/06/katies-last-week-of-kindergaten.html' title='Katie&apos;s last week of Kindergaten'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SipvNdADuvI/AAAAAAAABlg/Utdx43gSrQs/s72-c/105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-859374288725716672</id><published>2009-06-01T20:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T08:29:03.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Field Day at Gooding Elementary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;At the end of the school year the kids have field day. Here is Katie with the egg.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SiSZ68IICjI/AAAAAAAABiY/op26Lp13XBk/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342564295819921970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SiSZ68IICjI/AAAAAAAABiY/op26Lp13XBk/s320/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ellie joins in when she can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SiSZ6lVpqlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/EtsuL9CGUc8/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342564289702636114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SiSZ6lVpqlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/EtsuL9CGUc8/s320/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bryanna with her best friend Khali. They are doing the three legged race. They went down couple times. Ellie is running beside them. It is May and Ellie is wearing her winter coat that day was so windy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SiSZ6I9kzvI/AAAAAAAABiI/mT_qpSORNzc/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342564282085461746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SiSZ6I9kzvI/AAAAAAAABiI/mT_qpSORNzc/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ethan doing the long jump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SiSZ57nNrhI/AAAAAAAABiA/OdHcPfM8zHE/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342564278502010386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SiSZ57nNrhI/AAAAAAAABiA/OdHcPfM8zHE/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Where did the school year go?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-859374288725716672?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/859374288725716672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=859374288725716672&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/859374288725716672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/859374288725716672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/06/field-day-at-gooding-elementary.html' title='Field Day at Gooding Elementary'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SiSZ68IICjI/AAAAAAAABiY/op26Lp13XBk/s72-c/029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-6236800988515023081</id><published>2009-05-30T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:05:24.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" src="http://widget-80.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2882303761542592640&amp;amp;site=widget-80.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; WIDTH: 400px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2882303761542592640&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-80.slide.com/p1/2882303761542592640/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2882303761542592640&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-80.slide.com/p2/2882303761542592640/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2882303761542592640&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-80.slide.com/p4/2882303761542592640/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We had a wonderful memorial day weekend. Gus and his family got here on Thursday night. It was so fun to be together with everyone. They cousins play so well together. We love spending time with each other. They took the four wheelers out one day, the guys went golfing, they slip n slide. Went out to Belle's for dinner. We barbecued and of course what we do best is laugh and make fun of each other. Again we missed Jr and his family. I think they are going to try to make it this way this summer. It has been over three years since we have all been together. I love my family. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-6236800988515023081?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/6236800988515023081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=6236800988515023081&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/6236800988515023081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/6236800988515023081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day.html' title='Memorial Day'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-1306798859657367855</id><published>2009-05-30T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:07:44.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Private</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have decided to go private with the blog. I just think there is just to many crazies out there. You will have to do an extra step to get to my blog. You can leave me your my e-mail or send it to  my address is &lt;a href="mailto:schoochibutt@aol.com"&gt;schoochibutt@aol.com&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-1306798859657367855?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/1306798859657367855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=1306798859657367855&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/1306798859657367855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/1306798859657367855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/05/going-private.html' title='Going Private'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-5354178813866367721</id><published>2009-05-28T11:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T06:40:37.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toothless Katie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sh7a8f8rPzI/AAAAAAAABhQ/nGZi8Ph6cTo/s1600-h/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340946941010984754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sh7a8f8rPzI/AAAAAAAABhQ/nGZi8Ph6cTo/s320/070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Couple weeks ago we were in church. Katie showed me how loose her tooth was. I told her go show Grandpa your tooth. They walked out of sacrament meeting. Came back a few minutes later with her tooth gone. She is so excited to loose a tooth. Since then she lost another one on the bottom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-5354178813866367721?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/5354178813866367721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=5354178813866367721&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/5354178813866367721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/5354178813866367721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/05/toothless-katie.html' title='Toothless Katie'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sh7a8f8rPzI/AAAAAAAABhQ/nGZi8Ph6cTo/s72-c/070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-4646116450484789303</id><published>2009-05-25T11:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T20:43:32.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Katie and Michael's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" src="http://widget-e6.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2882303761542427878&amp;amp;site=widget-e6.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; WIDTH: 400px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2882303761542427878&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-e6.slide.com/p1/2882303761542427878/bb_t025_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2882303761542427878&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-e6.slide.com/p2/2882303761542427878/bb_t025_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2882303761542427878&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-e6.slide.com/p4/2882303761542427878/bb_t025_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Katie turned six! Wow! She had a great birthday. I took treats to her kindergarten class. Then took her and her three best friends to McDonald's. Then the next day was Michael's birthday. Ellie,Wyatt and I surprised dad at school with a huge jar of candy and poster that the kids did the night before. Saturday came and we Barbecued and had a family party for the both of them. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-4646116450484789303?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/4646116450484789303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=4646116450484789303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/4646116450484789303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/4646116450484789303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/05/katie-and-michaels-birthday.html' title='Katie and Michael&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-2289744272144486714</id><published>2009-05-14T07:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T08:30:56.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" width="480" height="430"&gt;&lt;param name="_cx" value="12700"&gt;&lt;param name="_cy" value="11377"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Movie" value="http://stuff.freeflashtoys.com/swf/puzzle.swf?psize=Large&amp;amp;img=www.pyzamstuff.com/mistletoe_uploads/5/37/834db2bb42747cc16b0d921c40fee.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="Src" value="http://stuff.freeflashtoys.com/swf/puzzle.swf?psize=Large&amp;amp;img=www.pyzamstuff.com/mistletoe_uploads/5/37/834db2bb42747cc16b0d921c40fee.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="WMode" value="Transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="Play" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="Loop" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Quality" value="High"&gt;&lt;param name="SAlign" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Menu" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Base" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Scale" value="ShowAll"&gt;&lt;param name="DeviceFont" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="EmbedMovie" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="BGColor" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SWRemote" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="MovieData" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="1"&gt;&lt;param name="Profile" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="ProfileAddress" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="ProfilePort" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowFullScreen" value="false"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;embed width="480" height="430" src="http://stuff.freeflashtoys.com/swf/puzzle.swf?psize=Large&amp;img=www.pyzamstuff.com/mistletoe_uploads/5/37/834db2bb42747cc16b0d921c40fee.jpg" quality="high" wmode="transparent" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freeflashtoys.com/?photo-puzzle"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://stuff.freeflashtoys.com/images/photopuzzlebottom.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.85NXC.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture of the kids was taken on Mothers Day. I sure love my little people. They bring me so much joy. I am so blessed to have them in my home. I enjoy being a mommy to these five children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-2289744272144486714?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/2289744272144486714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=2289744272144486714&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/2289744272144486714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/2289744272144486714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/05/mother-day.html' title='Mother Day!'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-2097850309956477333</id><published>2009-05-13T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T20:45:40.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New and Improved Kitchen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is probably the worse room in the house. The previous owners loved wall paper. I mean really loved wall paper. It was in both bathrooms, two of the kids rooms, kitchen, back porch, and playroom. We have been in the house now just about three years. Finally the ugly wall paper in the kitchen is GONE! This is the ceiling of the kitchen.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SgwyPLNcBxI/AAAAAAAABgg/twZFH6jibNE/s1600-h/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335694894815774482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SgwyPLNcBxI/AAAAAAAABgg/twZFH6jibNE/s320/072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See what I am talking about ugly. The kids would pick at it so it made it look worse. But I did not care I wanted it gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SgwyO49tJeI/AAAAAAAABgY/Yuh8htSG0fo/s1600-h/069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335694889917949410" border="0" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SgwyO49tJeI/AAAAAAAABgY/Yuh8htSG0fo/s320/069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More ugly Wall Paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SgwyOmCvA5I/AAAAAAAABgQ/tl13mGn-cZk/s1600-h/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335694884838769554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SgwyOmCvA5I/AAAAAAAABgQ/tl13mGn-cZk/s320/068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I hate these kind of lights. Hate! They all did not work they were all stretched out to much. So happy to see Michael take them down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335694881597642882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SgwyOZ9_WII/AAAAAAAABgI/u5VBmckCnf0/s320/067.JPG" /&gt; These are our new lights...love it&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sgwxj0mWhAI/AAAAAAAABgA/fxAKK0o1pp4/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335694150011880450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sgwxj0mWhAI/AAAAAAAABgA/fxAKK0o1pp4/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The ceiling painted and the beams. The new ceiling fan. The beams now really pop out. The ceiling was a pain in the butt. I don't have much patience for the detail stuff. So mom came over and did that for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SgwxjlUrj7I/AAAAAAAABf4/qlMmbz9VXQI/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335694145911230386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SgwxjlUrj7I/AAAAAAAABf4/qlMmbz9VXQI/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tadaa&lt;/span&gt;!! You like? It is a light brown ( forgot the name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sgwxjm9fHOI/AAAAAAAABfw/NHhamiFrbqA/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335694146350816482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sgwxjm9fHOI/AAAAAAAABfw/NHhamiFrbqA/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad and Michael put up the bead board. Belle came over and caulked everything. So again another team effort to get it done. I love it!  The sign says (Love is spoken here... Sometimes) I love this cause it is so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SgwxjUkL6VI/AAAAAAAABfo/_fWAktCz-Jo/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335694141412862290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SgwxjUkL6VI/AAAAAAAABfo/_fWAktCz-Jo/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So from the looks of the picture it looks all done. But it's not. We still have to knock the nails in the bead board, then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;puddy&lt;/span&gt;, and then paint the bead board white. So pretty much it is done. It has really brighten up the room. Thanks everyone for the hard work. This summer I am going to paint the kids rooms. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-2097850309956477333?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/2097850309956477333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=2097850309956477333&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/2097850309956477333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/2097850309956477333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-and-improved-kitchen.html' title='New and Improved Kitchen'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SgwyPLNcBxI/AAAAAAAABgg/twZFH6jibNE/s72-c/072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-3644553148447440377</id><published>2009-05-13T08:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T20:05:19.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last month we had a huge wind storm. We were getting ready for church and Michael looked out the Kitchen window and saw that our fence had fallen. Dad came over to help put it up.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SgrtmySoOGI/AAAAAAAABfg/_qk6vgvW8pk/s1600-h/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335337959164491874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SgrtmySoOGI/AAAAAAAABfg/_qk6vgvW8pk/s320/062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now that is white trash!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sgrtm1Hc-8I/AAAAAAAABfY/wKFh9VfEeAU/s1600-h/063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335337959922924482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sgrtm1Hc-8I/AAAAAAAABfY/wKFh9VfEeAU/s320/063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The wind was so bad it broke the post. It could be rain, snow. wind it does not matter Michael is in shorts. The only time I see him in jeans is Fridays for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SgrtmuwngkI/AAAAAAAABfQ/73cL7ZQFmss/s1600-h/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335337958216532546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SgrtmuwngkI/AAAAAAAABfQ/73cL7ZQFmss/s320/066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My job was to pull all the old nails out of the fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SgrtmcJuLLI/AAAAAAAABfI/cFnuy-6ad3Q/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335337953221553330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SgrtmcJuLLI/AAAAAAAABfI/cFnuy-6ad3Q/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ethan came out to help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SgrtmSZgTFI/AAAAAAAABfA/hQziB6IfZiI/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335337950603398226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SgrtmSZgTFI/AAAAAAAABfA/hQziB6IfZiI/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad and Michael were pouring cement in the rain. I sure hated the fence being down for couple days. I like no one seeing the back yard. Wyatt loved to escape and go see the neighbors dogs. Another project down. So many more to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-3644553148447440377?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/3644553148447440377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=3644553148447440377&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/3644553148447440377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/3644553148447440377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/05/fence.html' title='The Fence'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/SgrtmySoOGI/AAAAAAAABfg/_qk6vgvW8pk/s72-c/062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-8288324115029354247</id><published>2009-05-03T16:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T17:30:53.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bryanna Faye's Baptism</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On April 18th Bryanna was the newest member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. She was so excited for this day to come. Bryanna looked beautiful in her white dress. She just glowed today.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sf4qtFV5E6I/AAAAAAAABew/HHPrdkQK0Cw/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331745962869724066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sf4qtFV5E6I/AAAAAAAABew/HHPrdkQK0Cw/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little people. Ethan and Bryanna are good examples to the younger ones. Ethan spot lighted Bryanna at the baptism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sf4qs62Kk6I/AAAAAAAABeo/upcmkuR6_64/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331745960052298658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sf4qs62Kk6I/AAAAAAAABeo/upcmkuR6_64/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Families are Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sf4p8JBNaDI/AAAAAAAABeg/ZF0BtlGU8EU/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331745122043127858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sf4p8JBNaDI/AAAAAAAABeg/ZF0BtlGU8EU/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a blessing to have a child that wants to follow Jesus. Then to have a husband that honors the priesthood. Bryanna asked me to give the talk on baptism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sf4p7vB5T9I/AAAAAAAABeY/pQ9c3kriz44/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331745115066683346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sf4p7vB5T9I/AAAAAAAABeY/pQ9c3kriz44/s320/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bry with Grandma and Grandpa Howard. Bry asked Grandma to give the talk on the Holy Ghost. Grandpa was a witness and said the closing prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sf4p7aWMoeI/AAAAAAAABeQ/n6GVrctBXGc/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331745109514691042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sf4p7aWMoeI/AAAAAAAABeQ/n6GVrctBXGc/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma Perry said the opening prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sf4p7JmwkkI/AAAAAAAABeI/-TzS3OMtfzE/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331745105020752450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sf4p7JmwkkI/AAAAAAAABeI/-TzS3OMtfzE/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Great Grandma played the piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sf4p6yEHTLI/AAAAAAAABeA/ij3SqLYy2iA/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331745098701425842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sf4p6yEHTLI/AAAAAAAABeA/ij3SqLYy2iA/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The day was perfect. Bry knows that her family loves her. That she made a decision today to return to live with Heavenly Father again. Bry you are a wonderful girl. To watch you grow has been an honor. Thanks for your smiles and giving me thumbs up :). I love you Bry &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-8288324115029354247?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/8288324115029354247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=8288324115029354247&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/8288324115029354247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/8288324115029354247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/05/bryanna-fayes-baptism.html' title='Bryanna Faye&apos;s Baptism'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Sf4qtFV5E6I/AAAAAAAABew/HHPrdkQK0Cw/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551259419520423137.post-3157884465983862192</id><published>2009-04-21T06:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T20:12:40.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miss Ellie coloring Easter eggs&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Se3Q0XLKHgI/AAAAAAAABc4/VslxHV8JweI/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327143532241755650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Se3Q0XLKHgI/AAAAAAAABc4/VslxHV8JweI/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think Ethan got more on his fingers then the egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Se3Q0AyBVUI/AAAAAAAABcw/KnYA_YNW1OU/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327143526230742338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Se3Q0AyBVUI/AAAAAAAABcw/KnYA_YNW1OU/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad helping Wyatt. We love Wyatt's side grin smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Se3QdPCgnwI/AAAAAAAABco/dvW5DbPZmyw/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327143134921006850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Se3QdPCgnwI/AAAAAAAABco/dvW5DbPZmyw/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bry Faye and Tera Faye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Se3QdLTrkBI/AAAAAAAABcg/Nfo1gryWrHc/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327143133919285266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Se3QdLTrkBI/AAAAAAAABcg/Nfo1gryWrHc/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Katie and Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Se3Qc5PnquI/AAAAAAAABcY/TbrpF5emfgQ/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327143129070414562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Se3Qc5PnquI/AAAAAAAABcY/TbrpF5emfgQ/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tiffany on the hunt at Grandma's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Se3QcrPdDKI/AAAAAAAABcQ/5kBhdB6ens0/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327143125311622306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Se3QcrPdDKI/AAAAAAAABcQ/5kBhdB6ens0/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well this is just half of the grand kids. We missed John and Gus's family today. Hopefully we will be seeing them this summer sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Se3QcdjDPlI/AAAAAAAABcI/ZBS3xop1fUQ/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327143121635720786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Se3QcdjDPlI/AAAAAAAABcI/ZBS3xop1fUQ/s320/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Perry kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Se3OwStkRNI/AAAAAAAABbY/k-OWaaBJCyo/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327141263301166290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Se3OwStkRNI/AAAAAAAABbY/k-OWaaBJCyo/s320/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Shaw family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Se3Ov7UsNSI/AAAAAAAABbQ/I0Fj3XIakFg/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327141257022813474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Se3Ov7UsNSI/AAAAAAAABbQ/I0Fj3XIakFg/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jett has Uncle Michael in a head lock. Jett still can turn and still have a great smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Se3OvY0w-ZI/AAAAAAAABbI/HVPA3vfHG5c/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327141247762102674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Se3OvY0w-ZI/AAAAAAAABbI/HVPA3vfHG5c/s320/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Michael got him back with the scissors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Se3OvIHG3mI/AAAAAAAABbA/MH_vB16UBRQ/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327141243275632226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Se3OvIHG3mI/AAAAAAAABbA/MH_vB16UBRQ/s320/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Karlie, Keshia, Katie and Wyatt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Se3OuvCmhUI/AAAAAAAABa4/qEmVMh8uqGA/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327141236545848642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Se3OuvCmhUI/AAAAAAAABa4/qEmVMh8uqGA/s320/041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spent the day at mom's. It was a layed back day. With a lot of food. The kids enjoyed spending time with their cousins. It was finally a nice day so they were outside shooting hoop, riding on scooters. Couldn't ask for a better day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551259419520423137-3157884465983862192?l=mtperry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/feeds/3157884465983862192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551259419520423137&amp;postID=3157884465983862192&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/3157884465983862192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551259419520423137/posts/default/3157884465983862192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtperry.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Perry Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12552511283521179726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/TS6GRidq77I/AAAAAAAADas/bLgqZFMYCwE/S220/099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_9pmdg6hG8/Se3Q0XLKHgI/AAAAAAAABc4/VslxHV8JweI/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
