<?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-6660356345190799507</id><updated>2012-02-11T13:29:17.594-08:00</updated><category term='My Little Man'/><title type='text'>Love You To Pieces....</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-3956158758530488518</id><published>2009-02-16T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T14:54:55.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm IN LOVE...I'm IN LOVE....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xJace6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xJace6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't care WHO KNOWS IT! (Elf) First off, my Little Lady is growing like a weed! I swear she changes every day. She is so fun...rolling like crazy, trying so hard to sit up, laughing, babbling, and blowing bubbles constantly. I have some fun new toys for babies...so ofcourse she was my subject. I am IN LOVE with texture lately. Along with expressions...it just makes a picture, for me. I'll have the opportunity to shoot two other little ones around Jade's age when we go to Idaho...I told the Mom's I'd post a few of her in my new props for them to see. What a Joy it is to have these little one's in our lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxJade3bw.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxJade3bw.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xJade5c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xJade5c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xjade4bw.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xjade4bw.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xJade1ctex.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xJade1ctex.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-3956158758530488518?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/3956158758530488518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=3956158758530488518' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/3956158758530488518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/3956158758530488518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-in-loveim-in-love.html' title='I&apos;m IN LOVE...I&apos;m IN LOVE....'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-4128780656133779904</id><published>2009-02-12T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:40:53.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Man...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xCole1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xCole1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's always been "my little man". When he was just a few months old, people would often say, "he doesn't look like a newborn....he looks like a wise little man." That he is! My Cole...what a kind, determinted, sweet, tenderhearted, silly little dude. His new "thing", ever since Christmas, is his Gamecube. He would rather play Mario Kart more than eating or sleeping. He's so determined...or obsessed depending on who  you ask. He has opened all the levels and gotten all the cars on all the cups. He beats me shamelessly to the ground on it. We've also just recently realized that he can add almost any addition problem with two digits plus a one digit number in his head. Um...I still use my fingers! He whips out the right number 95% of the time and always wants us to do more. How do you learn that before you even get to Kindergarten?!? He also is really trying hard to learn to read and has a real desire to do so. I love this little guy....wish I could freeze him in time for awhile and just watch him! Love you, Mr Cole!&lt;br /&gt;And yes....this is him caught in the riveting action of the "game-cube mania!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xcole2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xcole2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xcole3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xcole3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-4128780656133779904?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/4128780656133779904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=4128780656133779904' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/4128780656133779904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/4128780656133779904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-little-man.html' title='My Little Man...'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-2766502616464897059</id><published>2009-02-11T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T16:40:32.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VALENTINE FUN...</title><content type='html'>So...I thought I'd entertain my "scrapbooking days" a little here. I made the kids valentines out of "digital scrapbook paper" and had them printed on Metallic paper from WHCC. They're simple....just a bag of hugs and kisses attatched....nothing amazing...but so fun! I love the squinty close-up of Cole and that flower is totally Sage! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xColescard.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xColescard.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xSageValentineCard.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xSageValentineCard.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-2766502616464897059?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/2766502616464897059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=2766502616464897059' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/2766502616464897059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/2766502616464897059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentine-fun.html' title='VALENTINE FUN...'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-8056373044427653896</id><published>2009-01-30T14:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T18:08:04.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ITS DONE MY FRIENDS.....</title><content type='html'>These two...I tell ya...gotta be one of the cutest couples ever. I have had such a great time putting their album together. Its finally finished, and I am so very thrilled for them to see it! Its a 20 flushmount 10x10 leather album....done in their colors with backgrounds and sayings that I thought matched them perfectly. My favorite saying from the book...."All I want is to Rock Your Soul."....ok, I love all the sayings, but when I came across this one, it screamed Just Jed and Adrianne Jayne. I LOVE MY JOB! Thanks again you guys...can't wait for you to see the real thing. One last request....please feel free to leave a comment. I LOVE THEM! They make my week...and its been a rough week of Hubby gone on a business trip, very sick kiddos, with me sick as well. Yep, I am shameless enough this week to admitt I could use a little boost.... heck, I'll even throw in a free 8x10 for comments to those of you who book a session with me this Spring...just remind me that I said it at your session!&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.....and let me know what you think! Oh yes, if you have Ingrid Michaelson's "Winter Song"....play it while you look at the pictures! Such a stellar song....everyone needs it! 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=8056373044427653896' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/8056373044427653896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/8056373044427653896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2009/01/photobucket.html' title='ITS DONE MY FRIENDS.....'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-7448684610316510566</id><published>2009-01-24T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T19:56:08.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Lady....</title><content type='html'>For now, she's our "little munch"...Sage says we call her this because she's SO SWEET that we could eat her up! She's right....so very right. Our little Jade is growing so fast. She's already 3months old! I've tried to find a way to stop time... to make her stop growing! If any of you know the trick, please fill me in. For now, I'm holding her as much as I can and taking a ton of pictures! She is cooing, belly laughing, giggling, and loves her hands. She folds them together and tries to get both in her mouth....and gets pretty darn frustrated when she can't. She knows us....she smiles when we come in the room and follows us with that cute little head wherever we go. We love her so much....SO MUCH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxjade1bw.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxjade1bw.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-7448684610316510566?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/7448684610316510566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=7448684610316510566' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/7448684610316510566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/7448684610316510566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2009/01/miss-lady.html' title='Miss Lady....'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-717181174209194083</id><published>2009-01-24T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T19:47:15.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"See Mom".....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxgray4bw.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxgray4bw.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, I asked Gray to go upstairs and find a shirt and pants from his drawers to put on...(we're starting to work on that whole "solve problems"..."do it yourself" part of growing up.) Anyway, he came down the stairs with the biggest grin on his face....IN THIS! He had found a tie and put it on instead! He pointed to it and said...with an even bigger grin..."See Mom!" Ofcourse I grabbed my camera off the counter and snapped a few photos of him. He had also brought down our new "neon leggos" to play with as well. He kept that tie on almost all day and then, put in on the next day as well. He is such a cute stinker! He's like having three very opinionated kids in ONE! Always going....always thinking....ALWAYS wanting to do things his way! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxxgray5bw.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxxgray5bw.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxgray3bw.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxgray3bw.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxGraybw2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxGraybw2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-717181174209194083?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/717181174209194083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=717181174209194083' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/717181174209194083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/717181174209194083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2009/01/see-mom.html' title='&quot;See Mom&quot;.....'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-4142209564593867594</id><published>2009-01-06T19:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T19:29:30.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SWEET</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxsweet5bw.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxsweet5bw.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a long time since I posted any pictures of my sweet kiddos....they're off to bed right now, so I can call them sweet 100%! Anyway, Miss Jade is growing so fast. She's 2 and a half months and just about the sweetest thing ever. She puts up with her brothers "rough loves", Sage's wet kisses, my photography and proofing, and Ben's phone calls. Ben and her came with me to this last wedding...and she was such a trooper. She hung out on the side and in the car with him while I was shooting. She truly is our little Jewel! We love her so much....Enjoy some very recents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxsweet3bw.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxsweet3bw.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxsweet2c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxsweet2c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxsweet4bw.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxsweet4bw.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-4142209564593867594?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/4142209564593867594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=4142209564593867594' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/4142209564593867594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/4142209564593867594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2009/01/sweet.html' title='SWEET'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-5443333594678834572</id><published>2008-12-26T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T13:27:05.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH DEAR...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxsweethearts1c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxsweethearts1c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xsweethearts2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xsweethearts2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xsweethearts3c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xsweethearts3c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm laughing way too hard to say much more than already has been said! Wives... ENJOY and let me know if you'd like a full sized copy without the writing! Thanks for coming and hanging out with us...it means alot and we love having you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-5443333594678834572?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/5443333594678834572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=5443333594678834572' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/5443333594678834572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/5443333594678834572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-dear.html' title='OH DEAR...'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-4659004855157300812</id><published>2008-12-22T12:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T12:38:09.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL OUR...</title><content type='html'>LOVED ONE'S and FRIENDS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=christmastree.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/christmastree.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Hope to See Many of You Over the Holidays!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-4659004855157300812?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/4659004855157300812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=4659004855157300812' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/4659004855157300812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/4659004855157300812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-to-all-our.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL OUR...'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-7245723840273929833</id><published>2008-12-05T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T20:12:54.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet...Yet Salty</title><content type='html'>The Sweet...yet Salty Loves of my LIFE!!! SO very glad you're mine. As I'm holding Jade and finishing up our Christmas card, I'm listening to my sweet hubby upstairs playing monopoly with the kiddos. Does it get any better than this? Um...nope! SO IN LOVE WITH ALL OF YOU....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxMrGrayman1bw.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxMrGrayman1bw.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxMrCole2ctex.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxMrCole2ctex.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxMrCOle3ctex.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxMrCOle3ctex.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxDadnboys.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxDadnboys.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxSage1bw.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxSage1bw.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxMomandJade.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxMomandJade.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-7245723840273929833?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/7245723840273929833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=7245723840273929833' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/7245723840273929833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/7245723840273929833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/12/sweetyet-salty.html' title='Sweet...Yet Salty'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-1031040337819878338</id><published>2008-11-21T13:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T13:45:58.688-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sweetness...</title><content type='html'>SO BLESSED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxJadeEsther1bw.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxJadeEsther1bw.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-1031040337819878338?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/1031040337819878338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=1031040337819878338' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/1031040337819878338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/1031040337819878338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-sweetness.html' title='My Sweetness...'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-6135011043444059195</id><published>2008-11-21T10:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T12:48:56.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Ready for Christmas....</title><content type='html'>Cards...that is! My kids are so funny about taking pictures. I had a break inbetween sessions today and thought I'd grab a few of them. SO....we headed out to the super cool field behind our house and I started shooting away. Cole told me I could get one shot....but Mom had some "funnies" up her sleeve and I made him start to giggle. Thus, I got to get a few more than just one. Here's one of my "super stud." He is such a cool kid. I love watching him discover...he's been making "bullet trains" out of leggos for the last few days straight. The only time he takes a break is to play xbox with Dad or to go to preschool. He loves both and would forgo sleep to do both of them....sounds like someone else I know!  Anyway, I love watching him grow and discover. He told me that he was sure glad that no one rode on his bullet trains...cuz they went way too fast (as he crashed them into the wall so he could rebuild them all over again!) Love you buddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxCole.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxCole.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-6135011043444059195?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/6135011043444059195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=6135011043444059195' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/6135011043444059195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/6135011043444059195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/11/getting-ready-for-christmas.html' title='Getting Ready for Christmas....'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-7510178482980433996</id><published>2008-10-30T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T14:53:04.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY GIRLS....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxJadeSage1bq.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxJadeSage1bq.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help it....the colors are so beautiful right now....and my girls are too sweet! I MUST TAKE PICTURES! I love these....Sage loves her little Jadie so much! The first thing she wants to do when she gets home from school is hold her. I'm so excited to watch their little relationship grow and develop throughout the upcoming years. These are two of my favorite from the shoot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxJadeSage2c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxJadeSage2c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-7510178482980433996?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/7510178482980433996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=7510178482980433996' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/7510178482980433996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/7510178482980433996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-girls.html' title='MY GIRLS....'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-4520540137960116062</id><published>2008-10-28T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T14:56:21.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Fall Post....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxMrGray-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxMrGray-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, maybe there are a few more fall colors to catch after all! I love the color in these....and Mr. Gray always makes the cutest faces. Sure love him! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxmrgray2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxmrgray2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-4520540137960116062?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/4520540137960116062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=4520540137960116062' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/4520540137960116062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/4520540137960116062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/10/quick-fall-post.html' title='Quick Fall Post....'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-7133370891951458824</id><published>2008-10-24T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T14:06:16.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"FALL LADY"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxfallJadec.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxfallJadec.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Favorite Season is by far....FALL! I love everything about it! I love the crispness in the air...the colors...the smells...the beginning of the holiday season...even the cloudy days and the occasional storms. I love the colors and wait all year to put more of them in my home. So, its fitting that our last little lady is born in fall....and she looks like FALL also...with her dark hair. Oh, I love her so! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxfalljade2c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxfalljade2c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxFallJade4bw.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxFallJade4bw.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-7133370891951458824?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/7133370891951458824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=7133370891951458824' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/7133370891951458824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/7133370891951458824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/10/fall-lady.html' title='&quot;FALL LADY&quot;'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-6470783838224891795</id><published>2008-10-22T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T21:54:05.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisters....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxSageJade1c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxSageJade1c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these...cuz they're of my girls! Probably not anything I'll use for my portfolio....that darn binky in the mouth just isn't gonna work for that. However, Sage came up as I was taking some pictures of Jade and rested right next to her and started stroking her head. She loves her so much....will sit and hold her forever! So, this is real life, today, at the Pearson house. Jade is our first baby that has taken a binky....and this is the first time Sage has had a sister to dote over! Lots of firsts in our little world right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxsagejade4c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxsagejade4c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxsagejade2bw.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxsagejade2bw.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxsagejade3bw.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxsagejade3bw.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a warmer toned one of my little miss! She's growing so fast. Jade looks a ton like Sage did when she was a baby. WOW....brings back lots of memories. Makes me a little sad to see how fast the time has gone. Sage is such a joy....we love her so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxMissSage.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxMissSage.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-6470783838224891795?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/6470783838224891795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=6470783838224891795' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/6470783838224891795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/6470783838224891795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/10/sisters.html' title='Sisters....'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-4713857816756438179</id><published>2008-10-20T21:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T20:48:01.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When the kids are away....</title><content type='html'>Momma Will Play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxJadendad.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxJadendad.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have time for many words right now...gotta cute little lady to feed. However, I wanted to share some of my new pics of her. I had a quiet hour the other day while she was sleeping, kids were at school, and Gray was attempting a nap upstairs (which never actually happened)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxMissJade4c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxMissJade4c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sure love her...I can't get enough of holding her. Infact, today's been busy and I don't think I've gotten my fill yet. The kids can't get enough either. There is always a request to hold her. Even Gray is doing really well with her and touches her head so softly. I love watching them interact...seriously one of my favorite things. Its awesome to watch their little relationships develop and grow. SO, until I have more time to write...hope all of you enjoy the pictures. Thanks again for all your love and support! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxMissJade2bw.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxMissJade2bw.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxMissJade1C.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxMissJade1C.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxMissJade3c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxMissJade3c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-4713857816756438179?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/4713857816756438179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=4713857816756438179' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/4713857816756438179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/4713857816756438179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-kids-are-away.html' title='When the kids are away....'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-6135926173599877066</id><published>2008-10-18T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T12:41:57.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Lady...and Her Name</title><content type='html'>Announcing....Miss Jade! Yep, look closely, that's our little treaure perched up their on our bookshelf!! Don't worry, precautions were taken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxjadesannouncement.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxjadesannouncement.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always ask us how we came up with our kiddos names. There is actually a meaning behind each of them...and I thought I'd clear up the mystery really quick. Here's a simple rundown of the more "complex" version that's in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, Ben and I met at a wilderness program called Anasazi. The program's philosophy, at the time we were there, was centered around basic truth's about what each individual needs and desires out of life...with a "native american" way of explaining them. The program had different names for individuals and tasks that the students aspired to be or do on a daily basis. So, each of our children's names comes from a little part of where Ben and I first met....the beginnings of our little family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sage Hannah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... obviously, in middle eastern cultures "The Sage" is the wise, elder, learned person. This was the same at Anasazi....and thus, Sage became our eldest daughters name. She truly is wise for her years. She thinks things through and is always questioning and wondering. Hannah is from the story in the scriptures....a very wise, compassionate woman who stayed by her mother-in-laws side, after her husband died, even though it meant not being with her people. She was loyal, loving and caring. That's our Sage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cole Benjamin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... In most wilderness programs, the only way the students can start a fire is by using their bow-drill or hand-drill set that they make out of certain wood they find. The fire is a major "life-line"...a hard task they all must accomplish before being able have full access to the benefits of the fire, the way they stay warm, cook their food, and a gathering place for therapy and interacting. Its a very significant part of the process in Ben's groups...always. When you use your bow-drill set, you are actually creating a small coal that you will use to ultimately start your entire fire. Thus, Cole...the beginning of a mighty fire that sustains life and brings warmth became Cole's name. He is patient, kind, compassionate and firm in his thoughts. He truly is our little Cole. His middle name is Ben's name...and also King Benjamin from the scriptures....a wonderful king, who was mighty because he worked among his people and didn't esteem himself as higher than them. This is truly Ben... and our little man holds these characteristcs as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gray Isaac&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Gray's name came from part of the name given to Ben at Anasazi. Each person out in the "field" at Anasazi was given a different name that described them. I can't tell all of Ben's name....because he gets frustrated at me for even telling where Gray's name came from. However, the first part of his name is Gray....meaning wise above years. Gray has inherited a vital part of Ben's personality...his humor. Thus, we thought it fitting to name him after Ben. Also, he is wise....still a stinker, but very observant. Issac, yes, you guessed it, is from the bible story of Abraham and Isaac....a very obedient son who trusted in his father's wisdom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jade Esther&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... While Ben was out on the trail at Anasazi, he began carving a "ring" out of a piece of Arizona Jade. It was a green rock, found mainly in the hills of Arizona. This rock....turned ring....is what he initially proposed to me with. It means more to me than any "precious stone or medal"....because of the time and care he took to make it. Unfortunately, the first was lost, and so, for our 2nd anniversary, he made me another. Thus, Jade....our crowning jewel (yes, she's our last) became her name. Esther is from the scriptures....the beautiful woman who was saved for that specific time to become the queen and ultimately free her people from death. We don't know what Jade's purpose is, but we feel is specific and important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there you have it....more than you ever wanted to know about why we named our "posterity" what we named them. I've always felt strongly about having meaning behind our children's names....and bless Ben's heart, he went along with me. Poor guy has to do that alot. I just really feel blessed to have Ben in my life, and I wanted our kids names to not only have meaning, but have them be a reminder of us... always feeling a connection to Ben and I, even after they move on to create families of their own and after we pass away and go on to the next life. I always want them to feel peace when they think of their Mom and Dad....peace because we love them and because they always know they have a place in our hearts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-6135926173599877066?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/6135926173599877066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=6135926173599877066' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/6135926173599877066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/6135926173599877066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/10/miss-ladyand-her-name.html' title='Miss Lady...and Her Name'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-5290772237926888706</id><published>2008-10-15T00:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T00:29:53.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our "Laboreous" Day....</title><content type='html'>And the little treasure that goes with it! We love her SO! She is perfect to us and we're thrilled to have her here. Here's a few pics from the hospital. Yes, there's one of me....scary, I know....but this is for posterity sake! So, the question is, who do you think she looks like? Thanks again for all the love and support....we feel so blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxJade3c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxJade3c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxJade7bw.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxJade7bw.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxJade5c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxJade5c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxJade1c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxJade1c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxJade8c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxJade8c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-5290772237926888706?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/5290772237926888706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=5290772237926888706' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/5290772237926888706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/5290772237926888706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/10/our-laboreous-day.html' title='Our &quot;Laboreous&quot; Day....'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-2058213848510950252</id><published>2008-10-14T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T10:30:55.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's HERE!</title><content type='html'>Miss Jade is Here! We went in to labor Sunday afternoon...and had her Sunday evening at 10:30. She's 7.3 and 20 inches. She has a full head of long dark hair and is doing really well. Delivery was a bit scary because she had the chord in her hands...and everytime we'd have a contraction, she'd squeeze those little hands causing her heart rate to go down alot. Our doctor decided that enough was enough and had to use the vacuum to help her come out quickly. Since time was of the essence, I didn't really wait for contractions to push....literally just kept pushing till she was out. However, now she's here....sleeping lots and we're all safetly home and resting.&lt;br /&gt;Our kids think she's amazing. Sage is thrilled to have a sister....Gray is amazed by her...and Cole is so taken with love its amazing. He cannot get enough of her and is so gentle and kind...its amazing to watch. He's found his love....his new little sister. They all are very excited.&lt;br /&gt; Thanks so much for all the well wishes, words of encouragement, love, support and efforts to help with our delivery. We feel so blessed to have all of you! Hopefully, someday we can repay you for your kindness.... oh yes, pictures are coming very soon! She's so cute....I can hardly wait to take them....until then, we love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-2058213848510950252?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/2058213848510950252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=2058213848510950252' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/2058213848510950252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/2058213848510950252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/10/shes-here.html' title='She&apos;s HERE!'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-3646825557584952761</id><published>2008-10-11T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T20:37:13.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ARE YOU KIDDIN ME.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxxxMrCole5C.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxxxMrCole5C.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO BABY YET!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxxxMrCole6c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxxxMrCole6c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, that's right folks....no baby yet. If nothing happens tomorrow, we'll be induced Monday morning. I've never been induced before, so this is all new for me. However, I'm huge, ornery, tired, and so ready to meet Miss Jade, that induction sounds just fine at this point. The cribs up....clothes are packed, house is as clean as its gonna get, kids are thoroughly tired of us pacing the house, and we're all ready to meet her. Thanks again for all your well wishes and support. It means so much to us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-3646825557584952761?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/3646825557584952761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=3646825557584952761' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/3646825557584952761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/3646825557584952761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/10/are-you-kiddin-me.html' title='ARE YOU KIDDIN ME.........'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-1699756175194211392</id><published>2008-10-07T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T00:57:16.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE FFFFAAAALLLLL......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxxfall2c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxxfall2c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It comes and goes so quickly in the mountains, that I almost missed it. Its my favorite season....I love the crispness in the air! Our "Little Miss" hasn't showed up yet, so I decided I'd take the kiddos out for another photo outing. They are &lt;strong&gt;SO&lt;/strong&gt; tired of me taking pictures of them, that I didn't even get one good one of them all together. However, I was able to capture the colors that are left in our canyons. I love how beautiful they are...makes me want to RUN up in the mountains again....gotta a little longer till that's gonna happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxxMrCole3C.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxxMrCole3C.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxxGray3c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxxGray3c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went to a gorgeous side road in the canyon and hiked up this dirt path. It was so peaceful and serene....we all could have stayed there forever....I mean, until Gray fell in the water. He has a way of doing that....cute kid! So, &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY FALL TO ALL&lt;/strong&gt;! I hope the start of your "holiday season" is a happy and healthy one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxxMissSage1C.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxxMissSage1C.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxxMrCole4C.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxxMrCole4C.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-1699756175194211392?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/1699756175194211392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=1699756175194211392' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/1699756175194211392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/1699756175194211392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/10/ffffaaaalllll.html' title='I LOVE FFFFAAAALLLLL......'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-3282066516557414349</id><published>2008-09-27T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T11:24:43.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Littlest...."Little Man"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxxxgraybarn2c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxxxgraybarn2c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxxxgraybarn9c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxxxgraybarn9c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Gray....what a character, and what a sweet little stinker. He just has a mind of his own, that about sums it up! He's kind and wants so badly to help. However, he wants things to be exactly how he "see's" them or wants them to be. For instance, I stepped out of the laundry room for a bit today to take clean clothes upstairs. When I came down, he was standing on the door of the dryer shoving as many dirty clothes as he possibly could in. He had a big smile on his face....as if to say..."see Mom, I'm helping!" He gets so frustrated at me when I tell him that we're going to do something a different way. Its a bit uncomfortable for me to admit, but this sounds a little too much like another person I know...myself! Yikes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxxxgraybarn8c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxxxgraybarn8c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, I took him out for his little photo shoot. I found yet another amazing old barn. He loved it...he's my little tractor, cow, and horse man right now. He can't handle it if we drive too fast past one of these things. If we believed in cowboy boots....it would've been cute to get him in some! Oh well, we're strictly a flip flop, running shoe family. Anyway, enjoy the images of him. His little "ways" make me smile everyday....and I actually don't mind his cute stubborness too much! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, one last quick Grayism... the other night we were saying our prayers. He says his own now and usually mumbles all our names and then starts jumping on the bed. However, this particular evening he didn't just bless us....but all of our shoes as well. He blessed "Mommy's shoe....Daddy's shoe....Sagies shoe....and Cole Cole's shoe. He was so proud of himself and had a huge smile on his face. I guess he must've thought that if he blessed our shoes, we would be able to go someplace the next day....shoes mean a trip and he LOVES going places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxxxgraybarn6c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxxxgraybarn6c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-3282066516557414349?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/3282066516557414349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=3282066516557414349' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/3282066516557414349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/3282066516557414349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-littlestlittle-man.html' title='My Littlest....&quot;Little Man&quot;'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-8602656613062044123</id><published>2008-09-24T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T19:06:52.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My two little Men...and my Main Squeeze!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxDadandBoys5ctexture.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxDadandBoys5ctexture.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Ok, to preface this post a bit...YES, its starting to get pretty darn cold here in Heber. YES, my boys are shivering because I made them take their shirts off. YES, they are white...and YES, I really do love them, regardless of what these pictures might say to them in 20 years! MOM...I can't believe you made me take my shirt off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxColeGray1C.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxColeGray1C.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxColeGray2bwtexture.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxColeGray2bwtexture.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Anyway, the next preface needs to be...the necklaces. This little shoot was primarily to get a picture of all the boys with their matching necklaces on. Ben finds "Ghost Beads" where he works....which are hardened juniper berries that look and feel like soft wood. Anyway, he makes necklaces for many of his staff in the group and for himself and the boys. He had just gotten finished making Gray his first necklace and I had to get a photo of all of them with their necklaces on. However, the shoot turned into more of a "father-son" moment, which I loved capturing. Ben was making them laugh, they were trying to kiss daddy, and I was laughing because they were both chattering as the sun went down. Regardless, I love the pictures I got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxDadandboys3C.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxDadandboys3C.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxDadandboys4c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxDadandboys4c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW, a word about my man! He's amazing! I can't sum it up better than this. He's supportive of me and my many endeavors, he is a great dad who loves and wants the best for his kids, he keeps us all laughing, he apologizes and is humble about his "faults" and he listens when others need to talk. Most of you who know me, know I don't stop very often. I always have a project, always have a goal...something I'm learning and usually I'm pretty quiet about them. I go about my projects without saying too much. I'm a huge "task oriented" person. He has been patient with this as I've drug him through many home remodel projects that his heart probably wasn't completely into. He's tried to guess what my needs are often...again, I'm not much of a chatter. Anyway, he's been kind as I've learned how to better put my kiddos and their feelings first...before my "checklist". He's been loving as I've crashed and burned many times and gotten frustrated and wanted to quit. He's been there with me through four pregnancies and the crazy hormones that accompany these. He is compassionate towards others and really puts his heart in to what he does. Infact, this is one of the main things that first attracted me to him....his willingness to put his heart into what he was doing. He is real, honest, and  tries hard to be simply who he is. He takes pride in his work and wants to do his best. I'm so grateful I get to be by his side and raise our family together.  Just recently, he completely surprised me by deciding to try and be a bit healthier in his eating habits and exercising. You don't know how long I've tried to get him to run with me! Regardless, he's sticking with it and is doing awesome! Way to go sweetie....now...we just gotta keep him doing it until I can join him here in a month or so! I sure love him, and am grateful for all the lessons we've learned individually and together since we've been married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxDadandBoys1bw.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxDadandBoys1bw.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-8602656613062044123?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/8602656613062044123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=8602656613062044123' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/8602656613062044123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/8602656613062044123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-two-little-menand-my-main-squeeze.html' title='My two little Men...and my Main Squeeze!'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-1684448549810316520</id><published>2008-09-22T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T12:56:25.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OLD...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxColebrickbuildingc2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxColebrickbuildingc2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To most of you, this won't come as a shock...but I'm still pregnant, and its getting old! I want to meet this little person moving inside of me. Speaking of old, here's another picture of an amazing old building in Heber. I don't know what attracts me to them, but I do know I'm in love! I don't think its just the texture either. Its the thought of this piece standing the test of time...the weathering of the ages. I think I hope to do the same....to weather the storms that come and still be proudly standing. I often think about how I'm getting older and the youthful glow doesn't come as easy....if at all somedays. Then, I think about where I want to be in 30 years....and what I want to stand for then. Am I doing what I should be now to be that person???? Hmmm....I think its a bit too late at night for me to be digging much deeper than this into my soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-1684448549810316520?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/1684448549810316520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=1684448549810316520' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/1684448549810316520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/1684448549810316520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/09/old.html' title='OLD...'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-3267012470820063726</id><published>2008-09-20T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T07:46:49.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Again....No Words....</title><content type='html'>Just MY GIRL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxMissSagepinkskirtcolor3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxMissSagepinkskirtcolor3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxMissSage1C.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxMissSage1C.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxMisssage12bw.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxMisssage12bw.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxMissSage11C.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxMissSage11C.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxMissSagepinkskirtcolor2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxMissSagepinkskirtcolor2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-3267012470820063726?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/3267012470820063726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=3267012470820063726' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/3267012470820063726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/3267012470820063726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/09/againno-words.html' title='Again....No Words....'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-204474597667966710</id><published>2008-09-18T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T22:59:19.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Words....</title><content type='html'>Just My Boy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxMrCOLERedbarn1C.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxMrCOLERedbarn1C.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxMrCole3bw.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxMrCole3bw.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxMrCole2C.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxMrCole2C.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-204474597667966710?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/204474597667966710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=204474597667966710' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/204474597667966710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/204474597667966710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-words.html' title='No Words....'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-4456018678620284378</id><published>2008-09-17T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T01:48:06.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Little Boys are Made of....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxxColeDaneurban.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxxColeDaneurban.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm posting these...my Mr. Cole is sitting next to me building towers with blocks and then rolling a pear to knock them down!!! Yep, that's what boys are made of. Then, he's explaining the difference between "hard" and "soft" throws. Yep, I love this little guy. He is sensitive, funny, crazy, a little thinker...and for now, a bit of a momma's boy. &lt;br /&gt;So, I see this cool old building with this amazingly old "air conditioner" across the street from his preschool everyday and always picture how I'd incorperate it into photos. I brought my camera today and had him and his good friend Dane do a little posing for me. Unfortunately for me, he's not always the greatest at sitting still and posing...again...that's what little boys are made of! So, my focus isn't amazing in all of them, but I had to try some urban processing and texturing with them. I also drove around with Gray today, while Cole was in school, to find some other cool buildings to take photos by. There's SO MANY HERE! Old is mixed with new everywhere...I can't wait to be a bit less pregnant so I can chase my kiddos around again and try to get them in focus!&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, one last comment from Cole before we leave...he just said..."What happens if you stick your finger in a fan (which he's using now to try and knock the blocks down) It cuts it off!" Yep....it cuts it off, Cole.....it cuts it off! Love, Love, Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxxColeDane2textureurban.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxxColeDane2textureurban.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxxCole2bwtexture.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxxCole2bwtexture.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xxcole3ctexture.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xxcole3ctexture.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-4456018678620284378?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/4456018678620284378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=4456018678620284378' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/4456018678620284378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/4456018678620284378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-little-boys-are-made-of.html' title='What Little Boys are Made of....'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-8898030801336119872</id><published>2008-09-09T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T20:37:29.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are Those MY Little Kids on That HUGE Mountain????</title><content type='html'>A great couple that Ben works with from Second Nature, Sean and Jess, were kind enough to take our little troop rock climbing! What an adventure!!! Since I'm 8 months pregnant and have a two year old, Gray and I decided, once we got up the mountain, to turn right around and come back down. We thought the base would be right off the road, but it was actually a good little hike up the mountain on shale rock. Gray can't even stay still while watching a movie, so I knew we would have issues with him tumbling down the mountain. I had on flip flops and a skirt....ya, its the only thing that fits. There was a beautiful river running through the canyon, so we threw rocks and played while we watched our two Amazing Kids climbing a very large, extremely steep mountain!&lt;br /&gt;  For Grandma's and Grandpas, Sean and Jess are professionals, and we felt very safe letting them do this with our kids. Both Sage and Cole were nervous and a little unsure if they wanted to attempt the climb...but they both did. Sage went all the way to the top...and later said..."whenever I'd got scared, I just thought....Sean's Got Me!" Ahhh, the faith of a child. Cole got half way up....which is amazing for a 5 year old. Ben said that you could see a few tears drop when he was stuck....but he kept going and told us later that he was ok with being scared. He also told us when he'd had enough and was ready to come down. The other climbers there said they had never seen anyone that small doing these climbs before. Yep...proud mom alert...THEY WERE AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;So, here are some photos of our outing...and some of Mr. Gray....who managed to fall chest first in to the ice cold river and drench himself completely. He still had the time of his life, throwing rocks, picking up sticks,watching the bugs...and all with just a diaper and shirt on (after the drenching, ofcourse.) The other two came down and joined us as Sean and Ben did the climb as well. They all loved every minute of it...and we can't wait to do it again next year. &lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, my dear hubby went all the way up the mountain as well and said he was nervous on a few spots...and couldn't believe his little ones had just done it! I'm proud of him too...and I love that he included the kids in this adventure! So fun....so now, for the picture overload! Enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=XPBgray2c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/XPBgray2c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=XPBgrayshandsbw.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/XPBgrayshandsbw.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xpbCole2C.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xpbCole2C.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xpbcole4C.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xpbcole4C.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xpbCole8c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xpbCole8c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=XPBsagec9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/XPBsagec9.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=XPBsagec8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/XPBsagec8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=XPBsagec4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/XPBsagec4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=XPBSageC2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/XPBSageC2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-8898030801336119872?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/8898030801336119872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=8898030801336119872' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/8898030801336119872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/8898030801336119872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/09/are-those-little-kids-on-that-huge.html' title='Are Those MY Little Kids on That HUGE Mountain????'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-69326392502100502</id><published>2008-08-20T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T15:14:01.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma's Visit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=pbkids.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/pbkids.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had a full house of visitors for two and half weeks now! My kids have been in heaven and I have truly appreciated all the help I received. First, we had Adam, Amanda, Nora, Justin, Jen, Emily, Vic, Jan, Kali, Natalie, Andrew, Alli, my Dad, my Mom, Ash and Amy. Did I forget anyone? Thanks to all of you for coming down and hanging out with us. &lt;br /&gt;Our last visitors were my Mom and sister Amy. They stayed for a week and helped out a great deal with the kids, the home, laundry, meals and so on! My kids loved it! They got to go shopping, to the park, and out to eat multiple times with the "girls."  I loved it also and I really needed the rest I got from them taking over the task of chasing around Mr. Gray. I wasn't joking when I said he is into everything, was I?!?! Anyway, right before they left, we snapped some pictures of Grandma and the kiddos as well as a few of Amy and my mom. Amy decided she wanted to be a wolf for the photos....so, in true "Amy Fashion" she howled a good majority of the time. She really does have a pretty smile...but she also has a darn good sense of humor. So, Mom, here's a sneak peak of what I got of you with the kids...as well as one to make you laugh and smile of You and Amy. I loved it! Thanks again for coming down....hope your trip home was good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=pbkids2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/pbkids2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=pbsageg.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/pbsageg.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=pbcoleG.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/pbcoleG.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=pbgrayg.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/pbgrayg.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=pbamymom.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/pbamymom.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-69326392502100502?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/69326392502100502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=69326392502100502' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/69326392502100502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/69326392502100502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/08/grandmas-visit.html' title='Grandma&apos;s Visit!'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-5214854842055727927</id><published>2008-08-12T17:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T20:44:54.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True Lessons...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xPBDadMe5bw.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xPBDadMe5bw.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever have those months....or years that your priorities are a bit misplaced? Or are you like me where you need daily reminders of how truly much you have been given??? I don't know why I'm so forgetful, probably because I often put off doing the small, simple things in life that help me remember why we are here and what our eternal goals are. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this past month has been more than a little bit of an eye opener for both Ben and I about where our priorities need to lie and what is of most value in our lives. First, we had the opportunity to go up to Washington D.C., to visit Ben's parents on their mission at the D.C. temple. We went up expecting alot of relaxation, fancy restaurants and time away from being a parent. Instead, we got exactly what we needed. Ofcourse, we still went to fun restaurants, and were able to relax (thanks to a pretty darn good migraine on my part)...but ironically these aren't the things that stuck out as we came home. &lt;br /&gt;The main things were Sunday....watching Ben's parents' ward (which was all couple missionaries), going to Gettysburg and feeling the intensity of how much we truly are given by living here and how many people sacrificed for us, and being able to do a session in the temple that Ben's parents officiated. On our last night and as we flew home, we talked about how amazing it was to see these seasoned (notice I didn't say elderly or older) couples working as hard as they could, with all the infirmities that come with age. They were still WORKING....doing what they could to do good and keep moving forward. They came from all walks of life and were all very different; lawyers, social workers, farmers, technicians....etc. Some couldn't walk very well, others had incurable pains and yet they still kept going. They weren't pushing themselves harder than they had strength....just still going. They also had fun....it was awesome to see them interact with one another....being silly and enjoying their lives. It was also wonderful to have Ben's parents all to ourselves for a weekend...and get to feel their spirits....uninterrupted by little ones. We both loved watching them! We were very impressed with how much they gave and how much fun they had doing it. One couple said something to the affect of..."people think you have to be perfect to work in the temple..." and then started to laugh at how imperfect they were. It was a wonderful reminder of lessons we have both been priviledged to learn in life....a great reminder of what is most important.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we came home and were able to get ready to baptize our oldest daughter. What a treat to see her willingness and little girl excitement....as well as to have so many close friends and family near. Even though it was hectic, we felt the Spirit and were grateful for this opportunity. As she came out of the water, Ben was the first to be able to give her a hug and kiss and I was the second. What a neat opportunity that was. She looked at me and said....Mom, this is the biggest day of my life!!! I said, "yes sweetie, it is up to this point!" In true Sage fashion, she was so excited, she was almost giggling. What a pleasure and joy this weekend was as well. Ben and I had the opportunity to bear our testimonies in church the next day....something we haven't done for awhile, and used to do often. This was a simple, but true step to reconfirming and showing the Lord that yes, we do want to try harder. Mine was simple, and geared toward Sage, and after I was done, she came and sat on my lap and gave me a hug. Since then, Ben has gone back to a very busy and very emotionally draining work schedule with his boys, I've gotten entirely too sick with a bad cold and exhausted from being 7 1/2 months pregnant and trying to do way too much, and the stress of life, house, bills, and so on is back on us. However, we haven't forgotten the sweet lessons we learned and are grateful for a God who continues to be patient with us and remind us of all we have been given. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xPBSage1bw.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xPBSage1bw.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=xPBDadMe4bw.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/xPBDadMe4bw.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-5214854842055727927?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/5214854842055727927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=5214854842055727927' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/5214854842055727927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/5214854842055727927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/08/good-lessons.html' title='True Lessons...'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-1213300308372698766</id><published>2008-07-19T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T07:56:50.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playin with the DUCKS...</title><content type='html'>The "Ducky Park" is one of our families favorite places to go in Heber. SOOOOO, I thought I'd take my kids there to keep them happy while I shot some pics. I literally couldn't get them to all look at me at the same time! I do LOVE this one of them walking in a line....oldest to youngest though! How appropriate....walking in a line at the "ducky park"! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=mykiddoswalking1bwpb.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/mykiddoswalking1bwpb.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=mykiddoswalking1pb.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/mykiddoswalking1pb.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=Colewater5x7pb.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/Colewater5x7pb.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=Cole25x7pb.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/Cole25x7pb.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-1213300308372698766?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/1213300308372698766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=1213300308372698766' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/1213300308372698766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/1213300308372698766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/07/playin-with-ducks.html' title='Playin with the DUCKS...'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-366312951772380214</id><published>2008-07-14T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T14:36:12.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hangin On....and on...and on.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=Graymanpb2copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/Graymanpb2copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOO....these are mostly for Grandmas and Grandpas! We took the kiddos to the park and Ben put Gray on the monkey bars (pardon the diaper). He was so funny....he's a very determined little guy, so he didn't let go until he just couldn't handle it anymore. Don't worry, Ben was right there below him! This little guys determination to get what he wants often amazes us....and scares me a bit as well. We joke about him being our "future troubled teen", and I'd be lying if I didn't say it does worry me just a bit. For now, he's cute, full of personality, opinionated, sweet and so fun to watch. I love you Mr. Gray!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-366312951772380214?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/366312951772380214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=366312951772380214' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/366312951772380214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/366312951772380214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/07/hangin-on.html' title='Hangin On....and on...and on.....'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-5686542332782262175</id><published>2008-07-05T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T16:32:47.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fourth...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Fourth Of July Campout!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to go hang out with &lt;strong&gt;four of our most favorite people &lt;/strong&gt;this weekend....and their cute kiddos! We had a great time swimming, eating yummy dutch oven and grilled food, laughing immensely over card games till the wee hours of the morning and doing crafts and playing games with our kids. Thanks you guys for a great time....we sure needed a break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=campingcollage.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/campingcollage.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love You Guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-5686542332782262175?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/5686542332782262175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=5686542332782262175' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/5686542332782262175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/5686542332782262175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/07/fourth.html' title='The Fourth...'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-2992225807628455274</id><published>2008-06-24T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T23:30:59.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A True LITTLE MISS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=Sagebwphotobucket.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/Sagebwphotobucket.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=Sage2photobucket.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/Sage2photobucket.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Girl...My Girl...My Girl! She's such a great mix of Ben and I! She has my determination and Ben's heart! She's funny, sensitive, caring, spunky and fun! She's growing so fast....SO FAST! She'll be baptised this year and I CANNOT believe its already here! I often tell her she can't grow anymore! She always says back..."Mom, I can't stop growing...I have to grow up!" I tell her, I know and that I just wish I could keep her this age forever! You know though, I really can't wait to see what she becomes! Her potential is endless! So to My Sweet Sage, My HUGE Helper, My Spunky little lady that always has an idea....and is always ON THE GO.....Keep Going.... Keep Growing.... I Love Watching You!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-2992225807628455274?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/2992225807628455274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=2992225807628455274' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/2992225807628455274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/2992225807628455274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/06/true-little-miss.html' title='A True LITTLE MISS'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-8241205790548899362</id><published>2008-06-24T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T00:00:10.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BOY WITH THE EYES....</title><content type='html'>I love My little guys eyes! They are always so inquisitive and expressive. They don't look like Ben's or Mine at all. Infact, they remind me of my Mom's and brother Aaron's eye shape. Cole's eyes are solid brown....SOLID BROWN! Both Ben and I have green in our's, so where he gets these piercing brown's is a mystery to me. OOOhhh, I do love them. I love looking into them and trying to figure out this little guy. He really is more complex than Ben or I often think and give him credit for. He's always thinking and formulating his own little opinions on life. Just the other day at Family Home Evening, we were talking about the 2nd and 3rd Article of Faith. We got to talking about obedience and what that means...and asked the kids what they thought. Cole piped right up and said...."being pregnant"! I chuckled and said, ya, actually, Mommy is trying to be obedient by being pregnant. Ofcourse, then we explained it a little more. He's always saying cute little things like this.... I DO LOVE listening to his thoughts....they make me wonder and think as well. I Sure Love You, My Mr. Cole!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=MyColeBoylookingaway46bwphotobuc-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/MyColeBoylookingaway46bwphotobuc-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=MyColeBoyphotobucket.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/MyColeBoyphotobucket.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-8241205790548899362?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/8241205790548899362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=8241205790548899362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/8241205790548899362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/8241205790548899362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/06/boy-with-eyes.html' title='THE BOY WITH THE EYES....'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-1802453271988678617</id><published>2008-06-24T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T23:19:35.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhh...busy two year old boys!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=MrGrayburnedphotobucket.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/MrGrayburnedphotobucket.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta love em'!!! Gray keeps me going all day. In fact, as we're speaking, he is underneath the computer messing with a chord he shouldn't be. The only way I can get puctures of him that are not blurry is if I give him something to play with. So, here's a few with an old churner we found at our fun new photo spot. He couldn't get enough of turning the wheel on it! His little hands are so precious....I love love love them! While he falls asleep at night, I'll often lay next to him or hold him. He rubs my hair between those little fingers of his until he's almost asleep. I love it! Then, there's those days where those little hands have caused immense amounts of messes!!! AND, when he knows he's done something really "stinkerish" he gets the cutest smile on his face and wraps those little arms around my neck and and squeezes so tight. Don't worry, he still achieves "time-out", but I am always melted a little by those sweet little hands! I Love Him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=Grayburnedphotobucket.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/Grayburnedphotobucket.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-1802453271988678617?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/1802453271988678617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=1802453271988678617' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/1802453271988678617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/1802453271988678617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/06/ahhhhbusy-two-year-old-boys.html' title='Ahhhh...busy two year old boys!!!'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-7461883766591985067</id><published>2008-06-20T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T23:15:49.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heber is CHUCK FULL of amazing photography sites. There are TOOOO many old buildings, farms, barns, bridges, rivers....and I just can't get to all of them! I finally decided that even though it was high noon outside, that I'd go to a neat little place that I'd had my eye on for awhile and take some photos of my cute kiddos! They were great and let me snap a few each. Then, they found a cat, and it was obviously over for me. That kitty got all the attention! Anyway, this little plaza is made up of cute little buildings that are now antique shops and restaurants. I wish I had my new lens and the light was better so you could truly see the detail in the old wood as well as the vibrant colors! Oh, how I love this little TOWN, I love taking PHOTOS and I sure LOVE MY KIDDOS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=MissSageedit2photobucket.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/MissSageedit2photobucket.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=MyColeboy3photobucket.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/MyColeboy3photobucket.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=MyColeBoy4photobucket.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/MyColeBoy4photobucket.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-7461883766591985067?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/7461883766591985067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=7461883766591985067' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/7461883766591985067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/7461883766591985067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/06/heber-is-chuck-full-of-amazing.html' title=''/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-8913030481904379683</id><published>2008-06-17T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T18:53:01.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Cole Boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=ColeFence5x7photobucket.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/ColeFence5x7photobucket.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOHHHH, I LOVE HIM...that's it, I just Love Him!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-8913030481904379683?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/8913030481904379683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=8913030481904379683' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/8913030481904379683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/8913030481904379683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-boys.html' title='My Cole Boy!'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-958537412668084179</id><published>2008-06-15T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T19:02:01.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FACES of GRAY...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=MrGraychair2photobucket.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/MrGraychair2photobucket.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little guy has such an expressive face that I often think people wonder why we named him Gray! I think part of the reason why is that he's taken his sweet time talking. Thus, when he wants to get his point across, he uses his face to let us know what's going on for him. After I took these pics, I let him look at them in the camara and it was so fun...and interesting to watch his little facial expressions change as he studied everyone. It also makes me realize that I have to be alot more aware of my own body language and facial expressions around my kiddos.....they pick up WAY TOO MUCH!!! What a fun little man I have here! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=MrGraychairbw3photobucket.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/MrGraychairbw3photobucket.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=MrGrayChairbw2photobucket.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/MrGrayChairbw2photobucket.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=MrGraychairbwphotobucket.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/MrGraychairbwphotobucket.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/?action=view&amp;current=MrGraychair3bwphotobucket.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc298/pearsontribe/MrGraychair3bwphotobucket.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-958537412668084179?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/958537412668084179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=958537412668084179' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/958537412668084179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/958537412668084179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/06/faces-of-gray_15.html' title='FACES of GRAY...'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-2918179971127709373</id><published>2008-06-03T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T10:25:52.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Almost Finished" Home Remodel 2</title><content type='html'>I just realized I'm posting these backwards....sorry about that. Here are a few pictures of the outside of the house. The garage is to the right, with an unfinished bonus room above it. We tried the keep the "farmhouse" feel by adding old washbuckets and distressed metal stars on the doors. We painted the "bright blue" doors this deep brown-gray color....and really would like to put a simple white railing up on the right door. We'll be refinishing the wood deck area on the side there as well. The front yard slopes down to the house and there are two matching planters on either side of the hill. I love this because we can enjoy the landscaping in the front yard as well as the people driving by. &lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of the family room. It a farely large room, so I couldn't get the entire thing. There is matching builtins on the other side of the fireplace as well. They used to be red....and we painted them as well as the wall behind it a deep brown to make it look like all one piece. We then applied a gel stain over the entire thing and wiped it to give it a fun finished feel. I love how they turned out!!! We'll be putting a stone hearth in soon....for now, its just the top of the bricks....oh yes, and we're looking for a loveseat sofa combo. If any of you have ideas as to what or where we should get....let us know. We've been searching for awhile and are torn as to what to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEV9789gmkI/AAAAAAAAAgc/Fmdgq4c3ceo/s1600-h/tv+room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEV9789gmkI/AAAAAAAAAgc/Fmdgq4c3ceo/s400/tv+room.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207707013053717058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEV99Msn6fI/AAAAAAAAAgk/OemY-QklRAk/s1600-h/tv+room+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEV99Msn6fI/AAAAAAAAAgk/OemY-QklRAk/s400/tv+room+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207707034457729522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEV99znzXPI/AAAAAAAAAgs/pmDWYlOZ-Tk/s1600-h/outside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEV99znzXPI/AAAAAAAAAgs/pmDWYlOZ-Tk/s400/outside.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207707044906491122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEV9-xDV8eI/AAAAAAAAAg0/T3aL38-c1Tc/s1600-h/outside+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEV9-xDV8eI/AAAAAAAAAg0/T3aL38-c1Tc/s400/outside+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207707061396566498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-2918179971127709373?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/2918179971127709373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=2918179971127709373' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/2918179971127709373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/2918179971127709373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/06/almost-finished-home-remodel-2.html' title='&quot;Almost Finished&quot; Home Remodel 2'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEV9789gmkI/AAAAAAAAAgc/Fmdgq4c3ceo/s72-c/tv+room.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-1372907620913221072</id><published>2008-06-03T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T10:17:14.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE "ALMOST" FINAL PRODUCT</title><content type='html'>Sorry it took me so long to get the "almost final" pics up of our main floor remodel. So....without further ado.... here they are. &lt;br /&gt;Our main floor consists of our family room, living room, kitchen, eating area, bar and a small bathroom. We have gutted the entire thing and have done so much work that I'm not sure I can even list all of the projects. We do still have a few projects left to go....restaining the hardwood floor in the eating area, building a long step to get down to the area, putting our hearth on the fireplace, and base molding in the kitchen. Compared to what we've done, these are all farely small projects....so we feel there's a light at the end of the tunnel. When we took this major remodel on, we knew there'd be sacrifices and that it would be hard. It has proven to have both. However, the finished product is awesome! We love it...we were able to keep the "old farmhouse" feel of the home while updating and we're thrilled about that. We work hard to keep the original patina of the houses we remodel....and its fun when it actually works out the way we envisioned. For decorating, I wanted clean, modern lines mixed with an older rustic feel...without going too country. So, I took down all window blinds and put up long white flowing drapes. I kept red accents going throughout the entire floor. I also brought "outdoor" items inside... and used distressed wood along with black acccents throughout. Its been huge...but is really coming together the way we envisioned it....YAAAAAA for things coming together!&lt;br /&gt;Here's the little bathroom off the side of the kitchen. We retiled and painted. It used to have purple wallpaper and ugly old tile. We kept the beadboard and pedastool sink....to keep the cottage feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEV4sl1jxkI/AAAAAAAAAf0/qzFM866lhAE/s1600-h/bathroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEV4sl1jxkI/AAAAAAAAAf0/qzFM866lhAE/s400/bathroom.jpg" border="0" &lt;br /&gt;alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207701251590178370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a living room shot...all the molding you see used to be an orangy red....yuck! We left the shelf and painted all molding white. This room used to have wallpaper with little houses all over it! We took down two walls here (it used to be an enclosed room) and added the bar and the opening to the eating room. I used green and red as accents...with this large patterned flowered rug. I'm excited about the colors...and the way the drapes frame the couch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEV4tpTak_I/AAAAAAAAAf8/sNRWK9VMP4E/s1600-h/living+room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEV4tpTak_I/AAAAAAAAAf8/sNRWK9VMP4E/s400/living+room.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207701269700580338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo....here's the major part of the remodel....the kitchen! HOLY BUCKETS OF WORK! I don't even know where to start. We went with black cabinets and stone countertops to make a somewhat modern, bold feel. We sofened it with distressing around the doors, and neutral tile. Eventually I want to get a fun red rug to add a bit more color. The fridge is over to the left with more upper cabinet space. We are still working on putting the molding back up. I love the bar space and the way that taking the walls out has opened it up. Oh yes, the floor used to have a laundry room where the fridge now is...we took these walls down and put the laundry in the basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEV4t776nOI/AAAAAAAAAgE/vlbYP8zpMys/s1600-h/kitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEV4t776nOI/AAAAAAAAAgE/vlbYP8zpMys/s400/kitchen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207701274702290146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEV4uaTTscI/AAAAAAAAAgM/q_aJkhzgDLI/s1600-h/great+room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEV4uaTTscI/AAAAAAAAAgM/q_aJkhzgDLI/s400/great+room.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207701282853466562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of the "eating room" for lack of a better word. Its not a "nook" so we can't call it that. We are going to be refinishing the large hardwood planks in here and staining them a darker color. Eventually we'll be making an opening the the far left corner of the wall for a staircase that will lead up to the loft area above the garage....thats next years project!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEV4ugRF7II/AAAAAAAAAgU/u58bdNgJ6y4/s1600-h/eating+room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEV4ugRF7II/AAAAAAAAAgU/u58bdNgJ6y4/s400/eating+room.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207701284454788226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-1372907620913221072?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/1372907620913221072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=1372907620913221072' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/1372907620913221072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/1372907620913221072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/06/almost-final-product.html' title='THE &quot;ALMOST&quot; FINAL PRODUCT'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEV4sl1jxkI/AAAAAAAAAf0/qzFM866lhAE/s72-c/bathroom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-2423766251932848584</id><published>2008-05-30T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T23:02:17.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A FAMILY AFFAIR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDpLl44KVI/AAAAAAAAAfc/9qHWXfnMemc/s1600-h/Tile+Coming+Up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDpLl44KVI/AAAAAAAAAfc/9qHWXfnMemc/s400/Tile+Coming+Up.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206417554598799698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDpMF44KWI/AAAAAAAAAfk/1OvtOPyKQ9Q/s1600-h/Tile+COming+up+Sage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDpMF44KWI/AAAAAAAAAfk/1OvtOPyKQ9Q/s400/Tile+COming+up+Sage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206417563188734306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDpMV44KXI/AAAAAAAAAfs/7PJmK6zndHc/s1600-h/Time+Coming+Up+Sage+%26+Cole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDpMV44KXI/AAAAAAAAAfs/7PJmK6zndHc/s400/Time+Coming+Up+Sage+%26+Cole.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206417567483701618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We aren't joking when we say that our kids know how to work! Most days, they have wanted to be right by our side with every new adventure. I mean, what kid wouldn't love to take a hammer and crobar to a tile floor! We wripped up all the tile and backerboard in the kitchen to make way for a whole new floor. Cole was there next to us, every step of the way. He really does love to work! &lt;br /&gt;On another note, we are working on his fashion skills! Ben and I got a kick of the outfit he chose to wear that day. If they were at home helping, we let them wear whatever they wanted to. So, Cole came down that morning with his camo-pants and hawaiin shirt on. We LOVED IT! Hopefully, its not a glimpse into his fashion choices as a teen...but its darn cute on him right now. If anyone can pull it off....its him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-2423766251932848584?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/2423766251932848584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=2423766251932848584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/2423766251932848584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/2423766251932848584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/05/family-affair.html' title='A FAMILY AFFAIR!'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDpLl44KVI/AAAAAAAAAfc/9qHWXfnMemc/s72-c/Tile+Coming+Up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-7860533683569483369</id><published>2008-05-30T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T22:56:20.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW OUR CHILDREN ENTERTAIN THEMSELVES THESE DAYS....</title><content type='html'>When the snow finally started melting in Heber, we had a huge "mud bog" in the back of our house. Our home borders a huge field with a few old barns and lots open space. We love it, but it made for a few weeks of serious mud as the snow melted. Anyway, one day, while Ben and I were busy inside, our kiddos decided that they would take a golden opportunity to see what this mud felt like. We came out to this... and spent the rest of a good hour cleaning them up. We sure loved that they were entertaining themselves while we were busy working though. Sometimes the Kiddo Messes of a remodel are just as bad as the "destruction mess"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDn2F44KRI/AAAAAAAAAe8/azazfpWVIu4/s1600-h/Cole+MUD!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDn2F44KRI/AAAAAAAAAe8/azazfpWVIu4/s400/Cole+MUD!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206416085719984402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDn2V44KSI/AAAAAAAAAfE/5428hvUWuw4/s1600-h/Sage+MUD!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDn2V44KSI/AAAAAAAAAfE/5428hvUWuw4/s400/Sage+MUD!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206416090014951714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we started taking walls down, we let Sage have a little first....Sticking her head through a wall was a day she won't forget for awhile! Mr. Gray has learned a great too many tricks in this whole process also! Yikes...I hope he forgets soon!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDn2144KTI/AAAAAAAAAfM/kWVj8rbhoR0/s1600-h/Sage+HOLE+in+Wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDn2144KTI/AAAAAAAAAfM/kWVj8rbhoR0/s400/Sage+HOLE+in+Wall.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206416098604886322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDn3F44KUI/AAAAAAAAAfU/D8t-bIgUoH8/s1600-h/Sage+Hole+In+Wall+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDn3F44KUI/AAAAAAAAAfU/D8t-bIgUoH8/s400/Sage+Hole+In+Wall+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206416102899853634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-7860533683569483369?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/7860533683569483369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=7860533683569483369' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/7860533683569483369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/7860533683569483369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-our-children-entertain-themselves.html' title='HOW OUR CHILDREN ENTERTAIN THEMSELVES THESE DAYS....'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDn2F44KRI/AAAAAAAAAe8/azazfpWVIu4/s72-c/Cole+MUD!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-6449657679651064315</id><published>2008-05-30T22:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T22:50:00.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOME "INSANE" REMODEL!</title><content type='html'>WARNING...these next photos are a bit scary...read at your own risk! For the past three months we have been knee deep in a serios home remodel. Yes, if you're wondering, we've been living in our disaster as we've been doing it! &lt;br /&gt;We love Heber...but housing here is a bit pricy. So, instead of going in to major debt for the house we love...we decided to play it safe and remodel homes for the past four years for a little profit that we could use for a down payment on a bigger home.&lt;br /&gt;When we started looking for this home, we walked through many "new...with an unfinished basement" projects. All were nice, but lacked that One of a Kind Flare that Ben and I both enjoy. So, when we saw the outside of this older "barn style" home...we had to take a peek inside. The inside was truly dated...showing bits and pieces of all the former owners that had lived there before. We knew that if we took on our 4,000 square foot remodel that we'd be in for a HUGE PROJECT! We are farely confident in alot of our "remodel" skills now, but were very tired from previous projects. I kept trying to get Ben to buy one of the new homes instead...but he kept coming back to this one. I had just found out I was pregnant...and was so sick. So, it took me awhile to get on board. If we have learned anything, its that both of us definately have to be "one board" before we start a huge project like this. &lt;br /&gt;So, for those of you that didn't believe us about just how huge this little "home remodel" is....enjoy the pics that follow.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, our middle floor is almost completely done now, and I'll post these photos very soon! &lt;br /&gt;Early 1980's Farmhouse tile Counters COMIN OFF.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDlU144KMI/AAAAAAAAAeU/qM8-0_WEykc/s1600-h/Counter+Comin+OFF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDlU144KMI/AAAAAAAAAeU/qM8-0_WEykc/s400/Counter+Comin+OFF.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206413315466078402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDlVV44KNI/AAAAAAAAAec/aRp0fpkAMN8/s1600-h/Counter+Comin+Off+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDlVV44KNI/AAAAAAAAAec/aRp0fpkAMN8/s400/Counter+Comin+Off+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206413324056013010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY HANDSOME MAN Taking out our VERY DIRTY...VERY OLD STOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDlVl44KOI/AAAAAAAAAek/7ZBl3MJ-yj8/s1600-h/Front+Room+Stove+out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDlVl44KOI/AAAAAAAAAek/7ZBl3MJ-yj8/s400/Front+Room+Stove+out.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206413328350980322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALLS COMING DOWN!!! We've taken a total of four walls down to open up the entire middle floor! Its a wonder that this baby has made it through all my "heavy lifting" and scary products we've used in texturing and painting EVERY INCH of the upstairs and middle floor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDlV144KPI/AAAAAAAAAes/CCgIzmMUyXY/s1600-h/Walls+Comin+Down!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDlV144KPI/AAAAAAAAAes/CCgIzmMUyXY/s400/Walls+Comin+Down!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206413332645947634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDlWF44KQI/AAAAAAAAAe0/GQDrb15M1K8/s1600-h/Walls+Comin+Down+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDlWF44KQI/AAAAAAAAAe0/GQDrb15M1K8/s400/Walls+Comin+Down+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206413336940914946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-6449657679651064315?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/6449657679651064315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=6449657679651064315' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/6449657679651064315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/6449657679651064315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/05/home-insane-remodel.html' title='HOME &quot;INSANE&quot; REMODEL!'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDlU144KMI/AAAAAAAAAeU/qM8-0_WEykc/s72-c/Counter+Comin+OFF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-2804193431913620254</id><published>2008-05-30T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T22:36:09.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BEST FRIENDS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDiZl44KII/AAAAAAAAAd0/2W1edoyuQ1k/s1600-h/Miss+Sage+Pristine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDiZl44KII/AAAAAAAAAd0/2W1edoyuQ1k/s400/Miss+Sage+Pristine.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206410098535573634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDiZ144KJI/AAAAAAAAAd8/zRP99q31XH8/s1600-h/Miss+Sage+Pristine+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDiZ144KJI/AAAAAAAAAd8/zRP99q31XH8/s400/Miss+Sage+Pristine+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206410102830540946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDiaV44KKI/AAAAAAAAAeE/FoANX-AkHFo/s1600-h/Miss+Sage+Pristine+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDiaV44KKI/AAAAAAAAAeE/FoANX-AkHFo/s400/Miss+Sage+Pristine+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206410111420475554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDial44KLI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Mx_RPBvlzcc/s1600-h/Miss+Sage+Pristine+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDial44KLI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Mx_RPBvlzcc/s400/Miss+Sage+Pristine+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206410115715442866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little MISS is a truly a JOY! Recently, friends have started to mean a lot to her. Her favorite...bestest friend...(for life, if its up to S) is Miss P. We LOVE HER and are so grateful to her for being such a good friend to S. She is a year and a half older...and it would be easy for her to not treat S as well as she does. However, I love watching them on play dates. They laugh like its GOIN Out of STYLE! They come up with the silliest games to play. Oh yes, they love to take baths also! They are always getting their swim suits on and hopping in the bathroom to play..."SPA DAY"! They come out with interesting make-up, wet hair, funky colored nails and so on! I smile often as I hear them giggling...wondering what little girl secrets they are sharing.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I found a little note under "S" Bed that read..."My Mom is SO MEAN!" I was a bit taken back at first....no Mom wants to hear or see this. Then, I started thinking about how grateful I was that she knows how to express her feelings...and that she is true to those feelings. I am often hard on her...expecting a lot from my capable little lady. She is bright, funny, talented, determined, and strongwilled. She will often come up to me and start little conversations about nothing in particular...just wanting to talk. I cherish these moments because I see that she is my friend as well as my daughter. I love watching her grow. She is more than I ever hoped for in a daughter. I love you sweet girl! Thank you for all you do for our family! You are a joy...and a wonderful example to all of us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-2804193431913620254?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/2804193431913620254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=2804193431913620254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/2804193431913620254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/2804193431913620254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/05/best-friends.html' title='BEST FRIENDS!'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDiZl44KII/AAAAAAAAAd0/2W1edoyuQ1k/s72-c/Miss+Sage+Pristine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-8424599847345531919</id><published>2008-05-30T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T22:26:23.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is It Any Wonder...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDgHF44KFI/AAAAAAAAAdc/KeiGLWWArz4/s1600-h/Mr+COle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDgHF44KFI/AAAAAAAAAdc/KeiGLWWArz4/s400/Mr+COle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206407581684738130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDgHl44KGI/AAAAAAAAAdk/zvDRdaIZ8ic/s1600-h/Mr+Cole+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDgHl44KGI/AAAAAAAAAdk/zvDRdaIZ8ic/s400/Mr+Cole+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206407590274672738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDgIF44KHI/AAAAAAAAAds/ByA1uNvPkJU/s1600-h/Mr+Cole+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDgIF44KHI/AAAAAAAAAds/ByA1uNvPkJU/s400/Mr+Cole+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206407598864607346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is It any WONDER why I LOVE this kid so MUCH! My Mr.C has always been a natural born comedian. He has been cracking us up since birth. However, in the past two years, we have seen a more serious, deeply feeling side come through as well. I often get questions about...where we are going after we die, why we can't see Jesus right now, How far away is Heaven, and so on. Much of this comes from the passing of our sweet cousine Ian. "C" truly took it to heart and ponders it often. He will sometimes say that he can't wait to see what Heaven looks like...and still prays for Ian, Jesus and Heavenly Father nightly in his prayers. He really is a thinker.&lt;br /&gt;It took him a while to talk when he was younger. I used to watch his little "one eyed stare" and wonder what was going on in that head of his. Now, I know! He talks all the time...always asking questions and correcting me when he thinks I'm wrong.&lt;br /&gt;The other day he was getting "scolded" at the dinner table for something. His consequence was that he wouldn't get dessert. He started to "crya little" and told us that parents aren't always right and that we aren't the only ones that make the rules. I tried hard not to laugh...watching how his little thought processes work always make me smile. I swear, if I'm not careful, I'll let this one get away with murder! He has my heart! Is it any wonder...why I love my Mr.C SO MUCH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-8424599847345531919?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/8424599847345531919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=8424599847345531919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/8424599847345531919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/8424599847345531919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/05/is-it-any-wonder.html' title='Is It Any Wonder...'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDgHF44KFI/AAAAAAAAAdc/KeiGLWWArz4/s72-c/Mr+COle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-9221574417084811076</id><published>2008-05-30T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T21:45:11.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDVYF44KAI/AAAAAAAAAc0/AWGjHvJrhDI/s1600-h/Mr+Gray2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDVYF44KAI/AAAAAAAAAc0/AWGjHvJrhDI/s400/Mr+Gray2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206395779114608642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDVYl44KBI/AAAAAAAAAc8/w0DFgDc4h6Y/s1600-h/Mr+Gray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDVYl44KBI/AAAAAAAAAc8/w0DFgDc4h6Y/s400/Mr+Gray.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206395787704543250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDVY144KCI/AAAAAAAAAdE/4_HvGAU7GOM/s1600-h/Mr+Gray+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDVY144KCI/AAAAAAAAAdE/4_HvGAU7GOM/s400/Mr+Gray+5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206395791999510562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDVZF44KDI/AAAAAAAAAdM/oS6Om4R2NVQ/s1600-h/Mr+Gray+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDVZF44KDI/AAAAAAAAAdM/oS6Om4R2NVQ/s400/Mr+Gray+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206395796294477874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDVZl44KEI/AAAAAAAAAdU/_UPyfGoY18c/s1600-h/Mr+Gray+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDVZl44KEI/AAAAAAAAAdU/_UPyfGoY18c/s400/Mr+Gray+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206395804884412482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, part of the reason I'm posting this is because "G" was such a little stinker at the store today! I drug the kids to Provo today to help me run some erands for projects around the house. Ofcourse, MY LITTLE MAN wants to walk just like the big kids. However, we all know that he leaves a path the size of a TORNADO wherever he goes...so he was confined to the cart and stroller. By the 2nd store, he had had it! He threw the biggest tantrum I have ever seen him throw...with ALLIGATOR sized TEARS!  Everyone in that store had to think I was the worse Mom EVER...but when you drive 30 minutes just to get to a town that can suit your erand needs, you aint goin home till you're DONE! Anyway, he was done WAY before any of us were...unconsolible until he got his SWEEDISH FISH in the CAR on the drive home. I didn't get anything I came to Provo for...and drove home only wanting one thing...sleep!!! This whole pregnancy thing takes a tole on my stamina. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I must say he definately made up for his STINKERNESS tonight by cuddling with me and watching "Signing Time" before bed.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, MR G is one of the most energetic, cutest, silliest, funniest little men I know. He has us all either wanting to pull our hair out because he isn't getting what he wants...or laughing and wanting to hug him as close as possible. The bishopric in our new ward came to visit and he ran around with the biggest grin (and only a diaper on) being incredibly cute and stole the show. They asked, smiling, what we had fed him before they came...Yep, that's my LITTLE MAN! I truly am in LOVE with HIM... even when he's being the BIGGEST STINKER EVER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-9221574417084811076?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/9221574417084811076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=9221574417084811076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/9221574417084811076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/9221574417084811076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-little-man.html' title='My Little Man'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SEDVYF44KAI/AAAAAAAAAc0/AWGjHvJrhDI/s72-c/Mr+Gray2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-4219448847348431842</id><published>2008-05-15T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T20:56:21.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Project!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SC0E131PsyI/AAAAAAAAAcs/yyHXFgmkToA/s1600-h/Sage%27s+Room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SC0E131PsyI/AAAAAAAAAcs/yyHXFgmkToA/s400/Sage%27s+Room.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200818468249645858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to try my hand at some simple canvas paintings for Sage's room. She finally has her own "girl room" and she wanted purple and pink walls...with rainbows on them. So, we compromised with blue on the top, pink on the bottom, and flowers. Her quilt is a pottery barn from a few years back with big yellow flowers with red and blue centers. So, I made these canvas paintings and had my sister, Jen put together some vinyl lettering for me. I've still got four other flowers to do for above her closet and window....but I think I'm liking how they're turning out....simple enough so I can do them...but still adding a splash of color to the room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-4219448847348431842?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/4219448847348431842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=4219448847348431842' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/4219448847348431842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/4219448847348431842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/05/little-project.html' title='A Little Project!'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SC0E131PsyI/AAAAAAAAAcs/yyHXFgmkToA/s72-c/Sage%27s+Room.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-5017314168335101124</id><published>2008-05-15T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T20:50:09.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A field, a camara, Me and My Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SC0D9n1PswI/AAAAAAAAAcc/6EwRuuaK2vI/s1600-h/Smiling+Gray+color+boost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SC0D9n1PswI/AAAAAAAAAcc/6EwRuuaK2vI/s400/Smiling+Gray+color+boost.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200817501882004226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SC0D-H1PsxI/AAAAAAAAAck/mW7y5N-p89w/s1600-h/Mr.+COle+Smiling+color+boost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SC0D-H1PsxI/AAAAAAAAAck/mW7y5N-p89w/s400/Mr.+COle+Smiling+color+boost.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200817510471938834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my boys out in the field behind our home yesterday to get some photos for their shared room. I sure love these two boys of mine. They are so funny! The majority of pics are of them making funny squinty faces, looking around trying to avoid the camara, or of one eye opened and one closed with a quirky smirk on their faces. However, I did get a few smiles...and it was great to play with my camara. I think these are the two winners...and the pics I'll post up on their wall over their beds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-5017314168335101124?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/5017314168335101124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=5017314168335101124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/5017314168335101124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/5017314168335101124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/05/field-camara-me-and-my-boys.html' title='A field, a camara, Me and My Boys'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/SC0D9n1PswI/AAAAAAAAAcc/6EwRuuaK2vI/s72-c/Smiling+Gray+color+boost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-1247164806909252663</id><published>2008-04-25T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T10:17:02.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOME REMODELS ARE SO MUCH FUN!</title><content type='html'>For those of you still checking our blog...we are sorry we haven't posted in such a long time. I cannot believe that almost two months has gone by since we moved! I thought I'd take a second and sum up the happenings in our house since moving day... demolition, remodel, mess, construction zone, insanity, emergency room (stitches for Cole), painting, sheetrocking, sanding, building walls, knocking down walls, tiling, staining, oh yes, and unpacking when the time permits! We are completely swamped with our remodel. However, with each project that's finished, we like the house more and more. We have been living without a kitchen for the last 5 weeks...(not even a sink or stove...) and its been a little crazy. We have a microwave and a pedestool sink in the bathroom on the main level...and that's it. After a long waiting process, our kitchen cabinets were installed yesterday. The tile will be done Monday and then we can finally start to get appliances. However, one of the cabinets arrived broken....so it will take two more weeks for a replacement to come. That means that the countertops cannot be installed until after that...which means no sink or disposal. So, until then, we are still doing our best to stay sane, not gain too much weight from eating out, and trying to still get the entire 3500 square feet of our home painted....oh yes, and continuing the bathroom remodels as well as restaining the hardwook floors! Oh the joy! So, if we are completely checked out from people's lives right now, we apologize and reasure all that as soon as this little remodel is done, we'll be back to our normal selves again.&lt;br /&gt;ps....pictures to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-1247164806909252663?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/1247164806909252663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=1247164806909252663' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/1247164806909252663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/1247164806909252663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/04/home-remodels-are-so-much-fun.html' title='HOME REMODELS ARE SO MUCH FUN!'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-8622158637653447199</id><published>2008-03-02T16:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T19:21:49.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Olympic Day at Soldier Hollow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R8tMcUTuF3I/AAAAAAAAAbI/hkQRpn6u7NA/s1600-h/Olympics+Soldier+Hollow+2008+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R8tMcUTuF3I/AAAAAAAAAbI/hkQRpn6u7NA/s400/Olympics+Soldier+Hollow+2008+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173312646336616306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sage goes to a Charter School here in Heber. It is located up in the mountains on a cross country skiing course that was built and used for the 2002 Winter Olympics. A variety of events happened there so there is a lot of recent history associated with the area. The charter school is in the building that was built for reporters, score keepers and the teams...nothing flashy, to say the least. But, what it lacks in worldy beauty, they sure make up for with their passion for learning, environment, spirit and opportunities. A lodge was also built at that time, which is now used as the base for the cross country ski team, the course, lessons, family intertubing hill, and mountain biking in the summer. We feel really blessed to be able to have gotten in to this school where the class size doesn't exceed 19, and there is only one class per grade. It takes a great deal of parent involvement to make the school run, but after events like this one, it is completely worth it!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, each year they split the students up in to 12 teams...representing different countries. The day of the race starts with the procession of the countries skiing down the mountain, with their flags, faces painted, hats the students made, jersey's on, and so on. There is a ton of "team spirit" and excitement in the air. The kids practice with the ski instructors at the lodge two days a week....on the course, off the course, shooting targets (like the triatholon) and so on. Its a lot of work, but its amazing to see just how awesome these little guys are. The kindergarten even participates and they do great!  I was expecting to see the kids taking off their skis and walking to the different events...that wasn't the case at all. They kept those ski's on and went all over the place in them. &lt;br /&gt;So, here are some pictures of the day...with many long winded explanations!!! The school is very family oriented, so parents and younger siblings are welcomed and enouraged to come. My boys loved that they had the freedom to roam up and down hills and all over the place while mom took pictures and yelled for the teams. Truly, it was an amazing event. I even got choked up numerous times throughout the day because of the neat spirit of unity that was there...and because I'm pregnant! Did you catch that...yep number four is on its way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R8tKTUTuF0I/AAAAAAAAAaw/2ecqRJIUKo8/s1600-h/Olympics+Soldier+Hollow+2008+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R8tKTUTuF0I/AAAAAAAAAaw/2ecqRJIUKo8/s400/Olympics+Soldier+Hollow+2008+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173310292694538050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R8tKUETuF1I/AAAAAAAAAa4/_OVxz4A8Un4/s1600-h/Olympics+Soldier+Hollow+2008+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R8tKUETuF1I/AAAAAAAAAa4/_OVxz4A8Un4/s400/Olympics+Soldier+Hollow+2008+052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173310305579439954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-8622158637653447199?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/8622158637653447199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=8622158637653447199' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/8622158637653447199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/8622158637653447199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/03/olympic-day-at-soldier-hollow.html' title='Olympic Day at Soldier Hollow'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R8tMcUTuF3I/AAAAAAAAAbI/hkQRpn6u7NA/s72-c/Olympics+Soldier+Hollow+2008+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-8212891542854831221</id><published>2008-03-02T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T16:41:58.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ITS RACING DAY!</title><content type='html'>Each of the twelve teams participated in three different events. The first was the small cross country course with the triatholon shooting. It was so awesome to see these little people get into the stance on the ground, aim at their target, get back up, get their poles ready and ski the course. I would have been a mess...but these kids barely fall down. When they do, they are so quick to get back up and get going again. The next event was the long race...around the whole track....its as big as a running track. To see these little guys off in the distance working so hard, is amazing to me. Finally, they had an obstacle run with mogils, a small jump, cones and so on. Team Chile, Sage's team, took first in all the events....which was a little sad for others, but she was extatic about her metals. Truly though, the spirit there that day was one of unity, fun competition, and family. &lt;br /&gt;Alot of people wonder, and ask us why we live in Heber, instead of in the valley where we could have a much nicer home and be so much closer to "everything." Well, this is one of the biggest reasons....opportunities like this for our children to truly feel a part of something and feel "passion" about what they are learning and doing. I'm so thankful we get to be here, and that my kids will have the opportunity to grow up surrounded by experiences like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R8tH_ETuFxI/AAAAAAAAAaY/VBlyt4FkC-Q/s1600-h/Olympics+Soldier+Hollow+2008+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R8tH_ETuFxI/AAAAAAAAAaY/VBlyt4FkC-Q/s400/Olympics+Soldier+Hollow+2008+043.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173307745778931474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R8tH_kTuFyI/AAAAAAAAAag/xDpCuE_wegQ/s1600-h/Olympics+Soldier+Hollow+2008+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R8tH_kTuFyI/AAAAAAAAAag/xDpCuE_wegQ/s400/Olympics+Soldier+Hollow+2008+045.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173307754368866082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R8tIAkTuFzI/AAAAAAAAAao/kyvFluKfywg/s1600-h/Olympics+Soldier+Hollow+2008+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R8tIAkTuFzI/AAAAAAAAAao/kyvFluKfywg/s400/Olympics+Soldier+Hollow+2008+051.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173307771548735282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-8212891542854831221?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/8212891542854831221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=8212891542854831221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/8212891542854831221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/8212891542854831221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-racing-day.html' title='ITS RACING DAY!'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R8tH_ETuFxI/AAAAAAAAAaY/VBlyt4FkC-Q/s72-c/Olympics+Soldier+Hollow+2008+043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-4056781152606412904</id><published>2008-03-02T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T16:30:30.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TEAM CHILE</title><content type='html'>Sage was on "Team Chile". Each team has been researching their country for a month now...finding out about their culture and putting a presentation together. Each team was made up of a few kids from each grade. On thursday, we were invited to the school to go around to the different countries presentations. They were awesome! Each one had food from the country, a power point presentation, and different artwork the students had put together from the country. What an awesome experience... so much packed in to a single event. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R8tFC0TuFvI/AAAAAAAAAaI/Rt6_zgWXfHU/s1600-h/Olympics+Soldier+Hollow+2008+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R8tFC0TuFvI/AAAAAAAAAaI/Rt6_zgWXfHU/s400/Olympics+Soldier+Hollow+2008+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173304511668557554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R8tFHkTuFwI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/2TP3h90XQuA/s1600-h/Olympics+Soldier+Hollow+2008+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R8tFHkTuFwI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/2TP3h90XQuA/s400/Olympics+Soldier+Hollow+2008+017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173304593272936194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-4056781152606412904?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/4056781152606412904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=4056781152606412904' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/4056781152606412904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/4056781152606412904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/03/team-chile.html' title='TEAM CHILE'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R8tFC0TuFvI/AAAAAAAAAaI/Rt6_zgWXfHU/s72-c/Olympics+Soldier+Hollow+2008+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-5362304566598400436</id><published>2008-02-07T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T18:02:51.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little BIG Helper!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R6vf88Pyn6I/AAAAAAAAAY8/Eg0qAFmyFzc/s1600-h/cole+boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R6vf88Pyn6I/AAAAAAAAAY8/Eg0qAFmyFzc/s400/cole+boy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164467635767910306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R6vf-sPyn7I/AAAAAAAAAZE/M7pbAjFlxcs/s1600-h/sage+color+boost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R6vf-sPyn7I/AAAAAAAAAZE/M7pbAjFlxcs/s400/sage+color+boost.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164467665832681394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, I was taking Cole to preschool. I told him to go get in the car...and that I'd be following right behind. Ofcourse, Gray needed his socks and shoes on still, so it took me a minute. When I came out...I found this. He was brushing all the snow off the car for me! He really is such a big help. Today, he decided that he really needed some new bouncy balls...I told him that he could earn a quarters for each job he did. He pulled a chair right up to the sink and started washing. He washed all the dishes and Gray helped unload...which meant there was stuff everywhere. However, it was a "melt your heart" moment. I get to have these often with these two. They are sweet little guys. &lt;br /&gt;Sage is doing awesome. She is skiing at school and loves it. We just cut her hair two days ago...above the shoulders! I'll have to get a picture soon. She loves it and it fits her spunky little personality. Man...she's an awesome kid. She is also a big helper...she tries hard to be patient with her little brothers and helps me all the time with them. I feel so blessed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-5362304566598400436?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/5362304566598400436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=5362304566598400436' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/5362304566598400436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/5362304566598400436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-little-big-helper.html' title='My Little BIG Helper!'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R6vf88Pyn6I/AAAAAAAAAY8/Eg0qAFmyFzc/s72-c/cole+boy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-4685531316874473646</id><published>2008-01-25T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T20:28:30.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R5q22MPynzI/AAAAAAAAAYE/xZLAUeoAgPs/s1600-h/cole+upclose+bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R5q22MPynzI/AAAAAAAAAYE/xZLAUeoAgPs/s400/cole+upclose+bw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159637365222973234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R5q22cPyn0I/AAAAAAAAAYM/tg2rDpyB8n8/s1600-h/gray+upclose+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R5q22cPyn0I/AAAAAAAAAYM/tg2rDpyB8n8/s400/gray+upclose+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159637369517940546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-4685531316874473646?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/4685531316874473646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=4685531316874473646' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/4685531316874473646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/4685531316874473646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-boys.html' title='My Boys'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R5q22MPynzI/AAAAAAAAAYE/xZLAUeoAgPs/s72-c/cole+upclose+bw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-907262208568743654</id><published>2008-01-22T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T21:38:33.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow, Snow, Everywhere!</title><content type='html'>As you can tell, Heber has way too much snow for any one winter to handle. We're literally knee deep in it all the time. However, I also must play with my new toy... and so I put an old chair out in the middle of our back yard...it sunk all the way to the seat, and took a few more photos of my kiddos. However, Sage slipped and started to cry right before the pictures...I was loosing my light, so I got a little impatient and told her to go ahead and go back inside and wait for me...that made her cry even more. So, I have some really good serious photos of Sage...and a few fun ones of my guys. Gray thought he'd venture off into the snow...which ofcourse came up to his waist and he started to cry. Ofcourse I had to get a few of that also! So, no catchlights in those little eyes, but decent pics for the craziness happening just minutes before. They are truly patient with me...and don't worry, they were rewarded openly with many goodies for putting up with mommy and her new toy! LOL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R5bQaMPynsI/AAAAAAAAAWg/5RfiZVoHkts/s1600-h/Gray+8x10+bw+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R5bQaMPynsI/AAAAAAAAAWg/5RfiZVoHkts/s400/Gray+8x10+bw+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158539571582115522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R5bQbcPyntI/AAAAAAAAAWo/wUVvXP_IOr0/s1600-h/Gray+5x7+bw+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R5bQbcPyntI/AAAAAAAAAWo/wUVvXP_IOr0/s400/Gray+5x7+bw+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158539593056952018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R5bQb8PynuI/AAAAAAAAAWw/5gjFn2_K5dU/s1600-h/gray+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R5bQb8PynuI/AAAAAAAAAWw/5gjFn2_K5dU/s400/gray+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158539601646886626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R5bQccPynvI/AAAAAAAAAW4/3AzIDvQoA3E/s1600-h/sage+5x7+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R5bQccPynvI/AAAAAAAAAW4/3AzIDvQoA3E/s400/sage+5x7+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158539610236821234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R5bQc8PynwI/AAAAAAAAAXA/4-BguIRHJr0/s1600-h/Sage+%26+Cole+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R5bQc8PynwI/AAAAAAAAAXA/4-BguIRHJr0/s400/Sage+%26+Cole+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158539618826755842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-907262208568743654?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/907262208568743654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=907262208568743654' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/907262208568743654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/907262208568743654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/01/snow-snow-everywhere.html' title='Snow, Snow, Everywhere!'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R5bQaMPynsI/AAAAAAAAAWg/5RfiZVoHkts/s72-c/Gray+8x10+bw+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-3680013572085875156</id><published>2008-01-20T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T20:16:26.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Cherubs!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R5QTXe8DaZI/AAAAAAAAAVo/sgOCP41eXXw/s1600-h/Snow+Angel+sage+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R5QTXe8DaZI/AAAAAAAAAVo/sgOCP41eXXw/s400/Snow+Angel+sage+12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157768767408925074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R5QTXu8DaaI/AAAAAAAAAVw/WMSt3GShD7s/s1600-h/Snow+Angel+Sage+bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R5QTXu8DaaI/AAAAAAAAAVw/WMSt3GShD7s/s400/Snow+Angel+Sage+bw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157768771703892386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R5QTYe8DabI/AAAAAAAAAV4/UL3h3mNjR3o/s1600-h/snow+angel+cole+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R5QTYe8DabI/AAAAAAAAAV4/UL3h3mNjR3o/s400/snow+angel+cole+6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157768784588794290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R5QTYu8DacI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Ab_S4rfJ_T8/s1600-h/Snow+Angel+Cole+bw1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R5QTYu8DacI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Ab_S4rfJ_T8/s400/Snow+Angel+Cole+bw1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157768788883761602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R5QTY-8DadI/AAAAAAAAAWI/cS4TFaGmqBE/s1600-h/Snow+Angel+sage+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R5QTY-8DadI/AAAAAAAAAWI/cS4TFaGmqBE/s400/Snow+Angel+sage+11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157768793178728914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-3680013572085875156?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/3680013572085875156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=3680013572085875156' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/3680013572085875156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/3680013572085875156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/01/snow-cherubs.html' title='Snow Cherubs!!'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R5QTXe8DaZI/AAAAAAAAAVo/sgOCP41eXXw/s72-c/Snow+Angel+sage+12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-5770725534885713713</id><published>2008-01-14T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T21:26:47.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Man</title><content type='html'>My sweet little guy and I were saying prayers tonight. I had had a pretty emotional day, so I started to choke up in my prayer as I talked about how grateful I was to be his mommy. He hugged me tighter and tried to wipe the tears away as I finished my prayer. Afterwards, I was telling him how blessed I felt to be his mommy. He said the same back to me..."I am so blessed to have you as a mommy." Ahhhh...the sweet moments. I really am so blessed to have three wonderful children. They are each so unique and teach me a great deal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R4xDJ-8DaQI/AAAAAAAAAUg/RTHeBz0dSfY/s1600-h/cole7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R4xDJ-8DaQI/AAAAAAAAAUg/RTHeBz0dSfY/s400/cole7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155569512225138946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R4xDKO8DaRI/AAAAAAAAAUo/WTAz_Ly5CGs/s1600-h/cole3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R4xDKO8DaRI/AAAAAAAAAUo/WTAz_Ly5CGs/s400/cole3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155569516520106258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R4xDKe8DaSI/AAAAAAAAAUw/KJplR2gQnL0/s1600-h/cole1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R4xDKe8DaSI/AAAAAAAAAUw/KJplR2gQnL0/s400/cole1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155569520815073570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-5770725534885713713?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/5770725534885713713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=5770725534885713713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/5770725534885713713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/5770725534885713713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-little-man.html' title='My Little Man'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R4xDJ-8DaQI/AAAAAAAAAUg/RTHeBz0dSfY/s72-c/cole7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-5513196646454486526</id><published>2008-01-05T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T22:23:57.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOW FUN!</title><content type='html'>We had a great time over the new year at Grandma and Grandpa "P"'s House! Sledding was a huge hit...along with everything else J&amp;J planned for us. Can't wait to do it all again very soon! Here's a few of our little family. I wish I would have gotten one of Gray in his snow clothes...he was awesome. He went down the hill numerous times with all of us. At the end of the hill, he would just be eating the snow off of his gloves and smiling up at us...too cute! Cole also loved eating the snow...we captured it in one of these pics! We all had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R4Bzne8DaMI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RY8hCbuuBBI/s1600-h/Snow+COLE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R4Bzne8DaMI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RY8hCbuuBBI/s400/Snow+COLE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152245095868885186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R4Bznu8DaNI/AAAAAAAAAUI/M3S01X0B64U/s1600-h/snow+sage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R4Bznu8DaNI/AAAAAAAAAUI/M3S01X0B64U/s400/snow+sage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152245100163852498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R4Bzn-8DaOI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/iHGl31czRd8/s1600-h/snow+cole+licking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R4Bzn-8DaOI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/iHGl31czRd8/s400/snow+cole+licking.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152245104458819810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R4Bzoe8DaPI/AAAAAAAAAUY/ezwph7gAZcA/s1600-h/snow+man....jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R4Bzoe8DaPI/AAAAAAAAAUY/ezwph7gAZcA/s400/snow+man....jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152245113048754418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-5513196646454486526?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/5513196646454486526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=5513196646454486526' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/5513196646454486526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/5513196646454486526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2008/01/snow-fun.html' title='SNOW FUN!'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R4Bzne8DaMI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RY8hCbuuBBI/s72-c/Snow+COLE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-6598606378846231488</id><published>2007-12-15T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T21:19:42.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's my latest project. I've been making a photo collage for our wall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life moves too quickly! I was just changing out some pictures around the house with more recent ones. I had a few up of when Cole was Gray's age, and Sage was Cole's age. It seems like only yesterday that I just had Miss Sage. I sat awhile and looked at these little faces starring back at me...faces I barely recognized. It seems like only yesterday....but then again, it seems like a lifetime ago that I held these sweet growing kids in my arms. We went to Kamas pool tonight, and sledding yesterday, and they were all sledding down the hill and jumping off the side into the pool....even Gray! I think thats why I take so many pictures. I often forget things....and I need to remember these sweet times in their lives. It is one of my greatest joys in life to be their mother. I have too many moments of "near meltdowns" and desperately need to stop and just hold and play with them more. I'm so grateful that Ben and my sweet little ones are mine forever! I can't imagine life without them. They mean the world to me! I love you... my sweet little family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R2Sxvu8DZtI/AAAAAAAAAP4/rIrAKplzILQ/s1600-h/collage+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R2Sxvu8DZtI/AAAAAAAAAP4/rIrAKplzILQ/s400/collage+family.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144432107975829202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R2Sxwe8DZuI/AAAAAAAAAQA/ofdbwdZIVB0/s1600-h/collagefamily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R2Sxwe8DZuI/AAAAAAAAAQA/ofdbwdZIVB0/s400/collagefamily.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144432120860731106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-6598606378846231488?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/6598606378846231488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=6598606378846231488' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/6598606378846231488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/6598606378846231488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2007/12/heres-my-latest-project.html' title=''/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R2Sxvu8DZtI/AAAAAAAAAP4/rIrAKplzILQ/s72-c/collage+family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-7556165148970151218</id><published>2007-12-01T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T23:12:25.014-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I lied</title><content type='html'>OK, I lied! I've been making some photo collages to send to the printer and I just had to post a few more pics. Most of these are in color...so there you have it....a few more pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R1JZ_5OO23I/AAAAAAAAAPA/tlNGeCdLu5Y/s1600-R/benanne4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R1JZ_5OO23I/AAAAAAAAAPA/1Ngg5IVoVyg/s400/benanne4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139269079010302834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R1JaAZOO24I/AAAAAAAAAPI/h8kKSPc2ddE/s1600-R/ffdadmom3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R1JaAZOO24I/AAAAAAAAAPI/aqwWaezbszs/s400/ffdadmom3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139269087600237442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R1JaApOO25I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/JpqkqWO0dd0/s1600-R/kids7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R1JaApOO25I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/4XD1Smss_ow/s400/kids7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139269091895204754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R1JaA5OO26I/AAAAAAAAAPY/5YG3H1GOAbI/s1600-R/sagegray6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R1JaA5OO26I/AAAAAAAAAPY/9coUP-Nwg5o/s400/sagegray6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139269096190172066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R1JaBJOO27I/AAAAAAAAAPg/n120vo5sa-4/s1600-R/gray24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R1JaBJOO27I/AAAAAAAAAPg/KbxW7PYC2bk/s400/gray24.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139269100485139378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-7556165148970151218?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/7556165148970151218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=7556165148970151218' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/7556165148970151218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/7556165148970151218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-lied.html' title='I lied'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R1JZ_5OO23I/AAAAAAAAAPA/1Ngg5IVoVyg/s72-c/benanne4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-8422551205909374976</id><published>2007-11-26T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T20:37:07.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a few More...</title><content type='html'>OK...I'll STOP! I just thought these were fun also. Let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R0ud9053R7I/AAAAAAAAAOY/iz9b10UcCJ8/s1600-h/benanne36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R0ud9053R7I/AAAAAAAAAOY/iz9b10UcCJ8/s400/benanne36.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137373485445105586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R0ud-k53R8I/AAAAAAAAAOg/Uu2t9iCZsv8/s1600-h/cole10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R0ud-k53R8I/AAAAAAAAAOg/Uu2t9iCZsv8/s400/cole10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137373498330007490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R0ud_E53R9I/AAAAAAAAAOo/slK9fcehwLk/s1600-h/sagegray6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R0ud_E53R9I/AAAAAAAAAOo/slK9fcehwLk/s400/sagegray6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137373506919942098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R0ud_U53R-I/AAAAAAAAAOw/VOAe2QblJ4E/s1600-h/momcole4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R0ud_U53R-I/AAAAAAAAAOw/VOAe2QblJ4E/s400/momcole4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137373511214909410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R0ud_053R_I/AAAAAAAAAO4/RrxhCytfvI4/s1600-h/gray26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R0ud_053R_I/AAAAAAAAAO4/RrxhCytfvI4/s400/gray26.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137373519804844018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-8422551205909374976?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/8422551205909374976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=8422551205909374976' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/8422551205909374976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/8422551205909374976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2007/11/just-few-more.html' title='Just a few More...'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R0ud9053R7I/AAAAAAAAAOY/iz9b10UcCJ8/s72-c/benanne36.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-1083901389973798171</id><published>2007-11-26T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T15:22:33.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Family Photos</title><content type='html'>Ok...I'm a bit obsessive...but I've recropped my pictures now that I've learned to crop them an actual picture size. Here's some of my favorites from our families little "photo outing" I'm am so grateful for my little family. Each one of them means a great deal to me. I love watching our little relationships form as we learn from eachother....say our "sorries"....learn to forgive....and continue moving on our journey as a family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R0tTiU53R2I/AAAAAAAAANw/9XU8DY4yGvs/s1600-h/sage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R0tTiU53R2I/AAAAAAAAANw/9XU8DY4yGvs/s400/sage3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137291649138247522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R0tTjE53R3I/AAAAAAAAAN4/zPafgfS_Y-s/s1600-h/momgray4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R0tTjE53R3I/AAAAAAAAAN4/zPafgfS_Y-s/s400/momgray4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137291662023149426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R0tTjU53R4I/AAAAAAAAAOA/Ef2r5WLlmDM/s1600-h/dadsage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R0tTjU53R4I/AAAAAAAAAOA/Ef2r5WLlmDM/s400/dadsage1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137291666318116738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R0tTkE53R5I/AAAAAAAAAOI/COr84MtdQlQ/s1600-h/momcole8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R0tTkE53R5I/AAAAAAAAAOI/COr84MtdQlQ/s400/momcole8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137291679203018642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R0tTkU53R6I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Zs9Y9Ee_wJQ/s1600-h/dadgray9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R0tTkU53R6I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Zs9Y9Ee_wJQ/s400/dadgray9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137291683497985954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-1083901389973798171?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/1083901389973798171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=1083901389973798171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/1083901389973798171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/1083901389973798171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2007/11/fall-family-photos.html' title='Fall Family Photos'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/R0tTiU53R2I/AAAAAAAAANw/9XU8DY4yGvs/s72-c/sage3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-4375390343661469270</id><published>2007-11-08T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T18:27:34.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Messy Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/RzO_wCXgvxI/AAAAAAAAAHA/HeQuYM9td7w/s1600-h/Mr+Gray+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130655232495238930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/RzO_wCXgvxI/AAAAAAAAAHA/HeQuYM9td7w/s400/Mr+Gray+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you thought I was joking in the last blog about Gray really getting into everything...I wasn't. I think this was both in the same day...before 8:30 in the morning. I do believe this was the same morning he dumped all the shampoo and conditioner out in his bath while I was getting Sage's hair done. Unfortunately, I can't blame him for these predicaments and messes he gets into. Ben has lovingly pointed out that I was the one that strategically placed these chairs that screamed..."please get up on me and make messes and why don't you try hurting yourself while you're at it!" Ha Ha Ha! No matter...its sure cute to watch and makes for some funny photos! I can't imagine the endless photo ops when I finally get my SLR camara!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/RzO_wyXgvyI/AAAAAAAAAHI/trrItRzaH6U/s1600-h/timberlakes+house+07+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130655245380140834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/RzO_wyXgvyI/AAAAAAAAAHI/trrItRzaH6U/s400/timberlakes+house+07+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wish I would have gotten a picture of the floor in this one! This is salt and flour mixed together. He somehow happened to dump all the salt out of the shaker...and I caught him in the act of doing the same with the flour. He had only grabbed a handful or two when I found him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-4375390343661469270?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/4375390343661469270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=4375390343661469270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/4375390343661469270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/4375390343661469270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2007/11/mr-messy-man.html' title='Mr Messy Man'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/RzO_wCXgvxI/AAAAAAAAAHA/HeQuYM9td7w/s72-c/Mr+Gray+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-2096801902809950780</id><published>2007-11-08T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T17:53:36.014-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Little Man'/><title type='text'>Mr Gray</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/RzO8pCXgvvI/AAAAAAAAAGw/6t6XHzNhTbs/s1600-h/Gray+boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130651813701271282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/RzO8pCXgvvI/AAAAAAAAAGw/6t6XHzNhTbs/s400/Gray+boy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We Sure Love this Little Guy! He has quite the little personality. He started out so quiet that we were worried about him. Now, we're wishing for those days back every once in awhile. Little Mr. Gray is into everything...all the time. He is so fun though. He keeps us all laughing...or cursing...depending on the moment. Just kidding, he doesn't make us curse...ok, honestly...only every once in a while. We sure love or Little Man!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/RzO8piXgvwI/AAAAAAAAAG4/uBbFjl4sXXs/s1600-h/Gray+boy+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130651822291205890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/RzO8piXgvwI/AAAAAAAAAG4/uBbFjl4sXXs/s400/Gray+boy+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-2096801902809950780?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/2096801902809950780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=2096801902809950780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/2096801902809950780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/2096801902809950780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2007/11/mr-gray.html' title='Mr Gray'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/RzO8pCXgvvI/AAAAAAAAAGw/6t6XHzNhTbs/s72-c/Gray+boy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-6370451142198237300</id><published>2007-11-04T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T13:58:25.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween with the Pearson's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Ry4-ZYwByBI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/-dY_uqlZ0lc/s1600-h/halloween+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129105631483119634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Ry4-ZYwByBI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/-dY_uqlZ0lc/s320/halloween+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sage wanted to be a "snow fairy" but I just couldn't come up with the much needed supplies. So, instead, I convinced her to be the "Halloween Fairy"...protector of boys and girls on halloween.  The costume turned out so cute...and fit her little spunky personality perfectly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Ry4-ZowByCI/AAAAAAAAAGY/3GKYNeoZhfw/s1600-h/Halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129105635778086946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Ry4-ZowByCI/AAAAAAAAAGY/3GKYNeoZhfw/s320/Halloween.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Fireman! Mr. Cole's latest thing is that he wants to be a fireman, then a doctor, then a police man. He looked so cute with his hat on! He's not much of a dresser-upper, so I was surprised when he actually got ready early. Then, he told Dad that Halloween took so long to get here and that he had to wait all day. Go figure...its fun to see how they grow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Ry4-Z4wByDI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Y3NFhq8V3bw/s1600-h/halloween+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129105640073054258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Ry4-Z4wByDI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Y3NFhq8V3bw/s320/halloween+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Gray! Ge was a fireman also. In lue of keeping him warm, we had him in a full plush fireman outfit...that was a bit big. However, this just added to the cuteness. He actually like his costume as well...and wanted to keep the hat on! I was amazed. I am sure that his favorite part was the sucker he sucked on the whole time, and got all over Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Ry4-aYwByEI/AAAAAAAAAGo/PAQ5H0CLM0E/s1600-h/Halloween+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129105648662988866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Ry4-aYwByEI/AAAAAAAAAGo/PAQ5H0CLM0E/s320/Halloween+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's one more of Sage posing. I didn't get the cool orange, blue, white, green and black striped Halloween tights in the pic. They really made the outfit. Her wings had stuff all over them also and the wand is yes...a "fall stick" with ribbons on it.  We had alot of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-6370451142198237300?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/6370451142198237300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=6370451142198237300' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/6370451142198237300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/6370451142198237300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2007/11/halloween-with-pearsons.html' title='Halloween with the Pearson&apos;s'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Ry4-ZYwByBI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/-dY_uqlZ0lc/s72-c/halloween+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-5265088277709767332</id><published>2007-10-12T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T17:52:06.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/RxATW12JhTI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/rHShk-_GA5s/s1600-h/Gray+and+Mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120614059452499250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/RxATW12JhTI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/rHShk-_GA5s/s320/Gray+and+Mom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Not the most flattering picture of me....then again, I'm not the most flattering looking person. However, this is a cute picture of my little man, Gray. He's getting so big, even though the Doc's say he's only in the 10th percetile for his age! Our South Dakota trip was wonderful! We really had a great time together. We especially loved Mount Rushmore. The kids were alot more interested than I thought they would be for their age. We just loved being with them and watching them learn and grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/RxATXF2JhUI/AAAAAAAAAFY/x9mXLsu98Ac/s1600-h/Mr+Cole+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120614063747466562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/RxATXF2JhUI/AAAAAAAAAFY/x9mXLsu98Ac/s320/Mr+Cole+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr. Cole! He was in a "posing" mood at Mt. Rushmore. I guess the Presidents inspired him with their Galant poses. He had a great time running up the walkways that lead to the faces. He's such a fun litttle guy. He's always coming up with the funniest little saying and thoughts about how the world works! We love you Cole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/RxATXl2JhVI/AAAAAAAAAFg/uh9Yv20XHvM/s1600-h/Miss+Sage.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120614072337401170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/RxATXl2JhVI/AAAAAAAAAFg/uh9Yv20XHvM/s320/Miss+Sage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Miss Sage! What a sweet girl. She was really interested in the States and when they were all enstated into the USA. It was fun to hear her ask so many questions...and fun for me to try to answer them as well. She keeps us on our toes! I'm going to have to brush up on my history!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/RxATXl2JhWI/AAAAAAAAAFo/itCQ5nmMLv8/s1600-h/Mr+Cole+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120614072337401186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/RxATXl2JhWI/AAAAAAAAAFo/itCQ5nmMLv8/s320/Mr+Cole+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Speaking of funny, quirky things Cole does. This was the telescope that you can look through to see the Presidents Faces better. However, Cole chose to turn it around and watch people instead. He thought it was hilarious that you could see people so closely...and people thought he was funny too. I couldn't stop laughing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/RxATX12JhXI/AAAAAAAAAFw/k2KuVYUTF-E/s1600-h/The+BUnch.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120614076632368498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/RxATX12JhXI/AAAAAAAAAFw/k2KuVYUTF-E/s320/The+BUnch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; There's my hotty. I know, you're all wondering how I ended up with such a hunk. Well, before three kids, I was much skinnier, natural, and cute. Its not fair that guys get cuter as they get older and girls...well alteast me, just keeps aging! If you ever wonder why my kids are so cute, its because of him! Yep, time to admit it Ben, you're a hottie! I sure love this bunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-5265088277709767332?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/5265088277709767332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=5265088277709767332' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/5265088277709767332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/5265088277709767332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2007/10/not-most-flattering-picture-of-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/RxATW12JhTI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/rHShk-_GA5s/s72-c/Gray+and+Mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-2480622063570282447</id><published>2007-09-29T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T19:08:52.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anne's Projects!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;So here it is folks...what has kept me from my kids all weekend long!!! I've been busily crafting projects for Sage's school, Christmas Presents and so on. This is a little sample of what I've done. I have a long ways to go!!! Thus the reason I'm starting in September. I don't know what possesses me to do this stuff...but I do love the finished products.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Rv7e_7ndONI/AAAAAAAAADE/JV9FGPco0oo/s1600-h/Christmas+Project+07+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115771416655771858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Rv7e_7ndONI/AAAAAAAAADE/JV9FGPco0oo/s320/Christmas+Project+07+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;These are the glass blocks with the vynil lettering on them... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Its hard to see, but there's flowers and berries on the top with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;white ribbon. I swear I tried forever to position that S right...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;It always looked crooked, but I finally realized that's the font...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I think!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Rv7fAbndOOI/AAAAAAAAADM/UNI-HBvKsOc/s1600-h/Christmas+Project+07+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115771425245706466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 3px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="62" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Rv7fAbndOOI/AAAAAAAAADM/UNI-HBvKsOc/s320/Christmas+Project+07+4.jpg" width="2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Rv7fBLndOPI/AAAAAAAAADU/mT94WpOyGxk/s1600-h/Christmas+Projects+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115771438130608370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Rv7fBLndOPI/AAAAAAAAADU/mT94WpOyGxk/s320/Christmas+Projects+07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;It might be hard to see the detail in this one... the flash gets in the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Its a custom painted frame with distressed black edges...oh man that took&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;me forever! This distressing stuff sure takes a long time! The vynil lettering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;is for my Mother and Father in-law, Vernon and Barbara. The bottom is stamped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;with black paint...all my love...very appropriate for the two of them. They truly give &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;eachother all their love and are great examples!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Rv7fB7ndOQI/AAAAAAAAADc/gjrGdiXbYgQ/s1600-h/Christmas+Projects+07+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115771451015510274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Rv7fB7ndOQI/AAAAAAAAADc/gjrGdiXbYgQ/s320/Christmas+Projects+07+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Next is a set of wooden fall letters with lacquered paper and embelishments...I guess scrapbooking just isn't enough... oh ya, and two matching cards for gift giving.  We have to donate or get people to donate for a Fall Gala at Sage's school, so this is my donation! It took me so long, I still can't believe I'm about to donate it. Thanks for looking at my creations! Enjoy your weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-2480622063570282447?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/2480622063570282447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=2480622063570282447' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/2480622063570282447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/2480622063570282447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2007/09/annes-projects.html' title='Anne&apos;s Projects!'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Rv7e_7ndONI/AAAAAAAAADE/JV9FGPco0oo/s72-c/Christmas+Project+07+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-9105044039010049889</id><published>2007-09-29T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T13:42:05.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Sage!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Rv6XcbndOKI/AAAAAAAAACs/4i4VTRCcijg/s1600-h/Sage+LP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115692741444843682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Rv6XcbndOKI/AAAAAAAAACs/4i4VTRCcijg/s400/Sage+LP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Rv6XerndOLI/AAAAAAAAAC0/_i_SawYuFxM/s1600-h/Sage+RP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115692780099549362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Rv6XerndOLI/AAAAAAAAAC0/_i_SawYuFxM/s400/Sage+RP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-9105044039010049889?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/9105044039010049889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=9105044039010049889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/9105044039010049889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/9105044039010049889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2007/09/sweet-sage.html' title='Sweet Sage!'/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Rv6XcbndOKI/AAAAAAAAACs/4i4VTRCcijg/s72-c/Sage+LP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-2892725978367458837</id><published>2007-09-28T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T16:15:17.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Rv2Kw7ndOJI/AAAAAAAAACY/EEYlJ4nHs1E/s1600-h/Funny+Cole+Boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115397325004290194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Rv2Kw7ndOJI/AAAAAAAAACY/EEYlJ4nHs1E/s400/Funny+Cole+Boy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-2892725978367458837?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/2892725978367458837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=2892725978367458837' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/2892725978367458837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/2892725978367458837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Rv2Kw7ndOJI/AAAAAAAAACY/EEYlJ4nHs1E/s72-c/Funny+Cole+Boy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-6850494520654058360</id><published>2007-09-27T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T18:05:24.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/RvxSlbndOEI/AAAAAAAAABs/C7Etw5s5bq0/s1600-h/Funny+Cole+Boy+RP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115054079807928386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/RvxSlbndOEI/AAAAAAAAABs/C7Etw5s5bq0/s400/Funny+Cole+Boy+RP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I Love These Pictures! They show the funny side of two little wonders. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm sure they get this side from their Dad...infact I'm absolutely posititve that they do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We laugh alot at our house. Somedays...its the only way we get by.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-6850494520654058360?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/6850494520654058360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=6850494520654058360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/6850494520654058360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/6850494520654058360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-love-these-pictures-they-show-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/RvxSlbndOEI/AAAAAAAAABs/C7Etw5s5bq0/s72-c/Funny+Cole+Boy+RP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-6020497620618342083</id><published>2007-09-13T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T20:25:32.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Run-OnU6N6I/AAAAAAAAABk/rMOt84y4Fj0/s1600-h/My+Amazing+Boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109894779256846242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Run-OnU6N6I/AAAAAAAAABk/rMOt84y4Fj0/s320/My+Amazing+Boys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Run9qnU6N5I/AAAAAAAAABc/sB08bqA6HBo/s1600-h/My+amazing+boys+RP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109894160781555602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Run9qnU6N5I/AAAAAAAAABc/sB08bqA6HBo/s320/My+amazing+boys+RP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its been so fun to watch both of your little relationships for with your Daddy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this year. I'm excited to watch through the years as this relationship grows, adjusts, and develops! Wow, I'm so lucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/6660356345190799507-6020497620618342083?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/6020497620618342083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=6020497620618342083' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/6020497620618342083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/6020497620618342083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-been-so-fun-to-watch-both-of-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Run-OnU6N6I/AAAAAAAAABk/rMOt84y4Fj0/s72-c/My+Amazing+Boys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660356345190799507.post-2563651755156526816</id><published>2007-09-13T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T20:15:10.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Run7UHU6N4I/AAAAAAAAABU/sPC7PBJBFW4/s1600-h/Coles+Hugs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109891575211243394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Run7UHU6N4I/AAAAAAAAABU/sPC7PBJBFW4/s320/Coles+Hugs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Run6VXU6N3I/AAAAAAAAABM/7FDvxewRqMk/s1600-h/Coles+Hugs+RP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109890497174452082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Run6VXU6N3I/AAAAAAAAABM/7FDvxewRqMk/s320/Coles+Hugs+RP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh Mr. Cole! What would we do without you?!? We sure love your little sense of humor! One of my favorite things is your hugs! You wrap your arms so tightly around us and squeeze, to the point of choking sometimes! Your "One eyed point" is another of my most favorite ism's of yours! You bring so much joy and laughter into our lives!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Run5CXU6N2I/AAAAAAAAABE/oWcTIof5_Rs/s1600-h/Sage+@+Monterey+LP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109889071245309794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Run5CXU6N2I/AAAAAAAAABE/oWcTIof5_Rs/s320/Sage+%40+Monterey+LP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Run3_XU6N1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/DXES-UzUh4M/s1600-h/Sage+@+Monterey+RP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109887920194074450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Run3_XU6N1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/DXES-UzUh4M/s320/Sage+%40+Monterey+RP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's Sage at the beach in California this summer! She wasn't quite sure about the smell of all &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;the seaweed that had washed up on the shore of the beach we were at! After she got used to that, she enjoyed finding shells and playing in the sand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Run19XU6N0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/rFQdVgT_Doc/s1600-h/My+Greatest+Joys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109885686811080514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Run19XU6N0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/rFQdVgT_Doc/s320/My+Greatest+Joys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Run1GXU6NzI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HRydlkZKa0Q/s1600-h/My+Greatest+Joys+RP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109884741918275378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Run1GXU6NzI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HRydlkZKa0Q/s320/My+Greatest+Joys+RP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The Kids sure love their Aunt Ashley. These photos are of them at a "Duck park" that Ash took them to while watching them for me one day. They are all growing so fast! Slow Down!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109881958779467538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/RunykXU6NxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/CR0w7L4lV-g/s320/What+a+cutie+LP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/RunzSXU6NyI/AAAAAAAAAAk/zhjSuAxSb2o/s1600-h/what+a+cutie!+RP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109882749053450018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/RunzSXU6NyI/AAAAAAAAAAk/zhjSuAxSb2o/s320/what+a+cutie!+RP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Here's a page about the cutest little man ever! I know I'm bias, but isn't he cute?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;He's so fun lately! He's evolving into quite an opinionated little man. We sure love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;our silly, determined, stubborn, funny little Grayman!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660356345190799507-2563651755156526816?l=thepearsontribe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/feeds/2563651755156526816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660356345190799507&amp;postID=2563651755156526816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/2563651755156526816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660356345190799507/posts/default/2563651755156526816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepearsontribe.blogspot.com/2007/09/oh-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>Anne Pearson Photography</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/S1-hmWWgYLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/g5NYaBE8lcI/S220/xcard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5tnrcsxq5_E/Run7UHU6N4I/AAAAAAAAABU/sPC7PBJBFW4/s72-c/Coles+Hugs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
