<?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-4821772180123810082</id><updated>2011-08-15T09:41:40.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Welker Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>147</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-8571927305658145611</id><published>2010-10-28T16:29:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T16:40:05.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I know...I know...I am a SLACKER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/TMoJuyEp78I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/ct6ljAuZUPU/s1600/DSC00582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/TMoJuyEp78I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/ct6ljAuZUPU/s320/DSC00582.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533245791498006466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/TMoJufq1woI/AAAAAAAAAqI/Ph0MCvQSn2s/s1600/DSC00586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/TMoJufq1woI/AAAAAAAAAqI/Ph0MCvQSn2s/s320/DSC00586.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533245786557891202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/TMoJuF_DJ1I/AAAAAAAAAqA/SeSZIiDDfIc/s1600/DSC00589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/TMoJuF_DJ1I/AAAAAAAAAqA/SeSZIiDDfIc/s320/DSC00589.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533245779663333202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/TMoJtlcyC7I/AAAAAAAAAp4/bUfopYiNd3o/s1600/DSC00608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/TMoJtlcyC7I/AAAAAAAAAp4/bUfopYiNd3o/s320/DSC00608.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533245770929671090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/TMoJtJZrejI/AAAAAAAAApw/KsGC55PNhn8/s1600/DSC00578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/TMoJtJZrejI/AAAAAAAAApw/KsGC55PNhn8/s320/DSC00578.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533245763400464946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/TMoJD9ddj5I/AAAAAAAAApo/zQ4mgzOyDNE/s1600/DSC00567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/TMoJD9ddj5I/AAAAAAAAApo/zQ4mgzOyDNE/s320/DSC00567.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533245055820468114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/TMoJDfe-R-I/AAAAAAAAApg/f9u6rbGxtXE/s1600/DSC00598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/TMoJDfe-R-I/AAAAAAAAApg/f9u6rbGxtXE/s320/DSC00598.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533245047773743074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/TMoJDPrZLnI/AAAAAAAAApY/z5GlHAnNJco/s1600/DSC00623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/TMoJDPrZLnI/AAAAAAAAApY/z5GlHAnNJco/s320/DSC00623.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533245043530870386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/TMoJCtgVmuI/AAAAAAAAApQ/RXC3dKnCte0/s1600/DSC00604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/TMoJCtgVmuI/AAAAAAAAApQ/RXC3dKnCte0/s320/DSC00604.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533245034357693154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/TMoIpdtTgiI/AAAAAAAAApI/_kQAS_6F9qA/s1600/DSC00561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/TMoIpdtTgiI/AAAAAAAAApI/_kQAS_6F9qA/s320/DSC00561.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533244600620384802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/TMoIpdiKjdI/AAAAAAAAApA/U8wL2wFMlLk/s1600/DSC00559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/TMoIpdiKjdI/AAAAAAAAApA/U8wL2wFMlLk/s320/DSC00559.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533244600573660626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/TMoIos9v4AI/AAAAAAAAAo4/C9w4hh2_qJo/s1600/DSC00461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/TMoIos9v4AI/AAAAAAAAAo4/C9w4hh2_qJo/s320/DSC00461.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533244587536015362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/TMoIoOGze1I/AAAAAAAAAow/XxSnBeL38nU/s1600/DSC00450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/TMoIoOGze1I/AAAAAAAAAow/XxSnBeL38nU/s320/DSC00450.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533244579252501330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/TMoInpej9zI/AAAAAAAAAoo/gp2f3B8gy0g/s1600/DSC00453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/TMoInpej9zI/AAAAAAAAAoo/gp2f3B8gy0g/s320/DSC00453.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533244569420035890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My amazing little family has had a million wonderful things going on, all of which are blog worthy but this mom is a HUGE slacker.  I am not really going to even try to "catch" you all up on our happenings, but I will start fresh!  One of the happenings was a new computer!  I have always wanted a MAC and we broke down and invested in what I believe to be the best computer ever made!  With the new computer comes the ease of becoming a better blogger!  Here are a few pictures from the bast 6 months or so... ENJOY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-8571927305658145611?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/8571927305658145611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=8571927305658145611' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/8571927305658145611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/8571927305658145611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-knowi-knowi-am-slacker.html' title='I know...I know...I am a SLACKER!'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/TMoJuyEp78I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/ct6ljAuZUPU/s72-c/DSC00582.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-6135046056993511145</id><published>2010-04-20T18:55:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T19:13:40.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sea World...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/S85fQW_pxEI/AAAAAAAAAoY/_ndFxpdCBwo/s1600/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/S85fQW_pxEI/AAAAAAAAAoY/_ndFxpdCBwo/s320/062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462408132702094402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/S85fLj-EhkI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/s6R_LF_lvM4/s1600/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/S85fLj-EhkI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/s6R_LF_lvM4/s320/046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462408050285774402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/S85fEYyPoCI/AAAAAAAAAoI/j2H9fAie9zg/s1600/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/S85fEYyPoCI/AAAAAAAAAoI/j2H9fAie9zg/s320/032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462407927024295970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/S85e-j9pghI/AAAAAAAAAoA/6MPNqDlAqjY/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/S85e-j9pghI/AAAAAAAAAoA/6MPNqDlAqjY/s320/028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462407826945704466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/S85e4gSVcpI/AAAAAAAAAn4/rIydt3VHhng/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/S85e4gSVcpI/AAAAAAAAAn4/rIydt3VHhng/s320/005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462407722879513234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/S85eED7NRLI/AAAAAAAAAm4/984ueHaibME/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/S85eED7NRLI/AAAAAAAAAm4/984ueHaibME/s320/003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462406821913117874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little family piled in the car and brought Mimi along for the ride to San Diego.  We met up with Nate and Brandi's family, they disembarked from their cruise in San Diego and stayed a few extra days with us.  After some hotel drama... which means after I refused to stay in the first hotel and made us move to a new one... we got settled in and began our first family of 4 trip!  It was so much fun and Odin loved having his cousins with him to play and experience Sea World for the first time.  Nate's family has been there many times so they showed us the ropes.  We had breakfast with the dolphins and Odin loved petting and feeding the different ocean animals.  He is growing up so fast and he remembers EVERYTHING about this trip.  He specially likes to remind me that he saw a whale poop in the tank!  He is such a little boy!  Rykr was amazing... not that that is a surprise... he is always such a chill baby.  I carried him around in my little Rykr pack and he loved it.  The best part about Sea World for me was they having private rooms with extra AC and rocking chairs just for moms who nurse their babies.  This made my life so much easier!  I think every place in the world should have such rooms!  I would go back just because of this amenity!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-6135046056993511145?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/6135046056993511145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=6135046056993511145' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/6135046056993511145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/6135046056993511145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2010/04/sea-world.html' title='Sea World...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/S85fQW_pxEI/AAAAAAAAAoY/_ndFxpdCBwo/s72-c/062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-6718952347293456147</id><published>2010-04-17T20:53:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T20:59:00.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a horrible mother...</title><content type='html'>I have no excuse.... I could say that having 2 kids has made it way too difficult to blog and that staying up all night is so hard and that crying babies rule my world.... But sadly, that is not the case, my infant is not difficult, he sleeps through the night and Odin is the only one who cries and that is only around nap time!  I have not taken any recent pictures of Rykr and he is getting so big!  I did manage, with help from my mom to get the boys photographed at JCPenney and they turned out great!  I refuse to get family pictures taken until I have lost all of my weight and I have just been slacking in the snap shot division!  I am publicly asking for repentance and I promise to do better starting on Monday!  See you all on Monday with many pics and lots of fun details of all things Welker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afton&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-6718952347293456147?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/6718952347293456147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=6718952347293456147' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/6718952347293456147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/6718952347293456147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-horrible-mother.html' title='I am a horrible mother...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-3376011780286412380</id><published>2010-01-26T15:43:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T15:50:41.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/S19xHL-gWuI/AAAAAAAAAms/-ADU3E-5iwA/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/S19xHL-gWuI/AAAAAAAAAms/-ADU3E-5iwA/s320/025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431184043920087778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/S19xGriMNrI/AAAAAAAAAmk/yMkPs_hBO14/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/S19xGriMNrI/AAAAAAAAAmk/yMkPs_hBO14/s320/022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431184035211392690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/S19xF9ZjqAI/AAAAAAAAAmc/iSh6wqOEoRo/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/S19xF9ZjqAI/AAAAAAAAAmc/iSh6wqOEoRo/s320/018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431184022827149314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On January 10, 2010, Rykr Chief Welker blessed us with his presence!  After 2 days of waiting to be induced, we got the call!  After only 7 hours of labor, and 3 pushes, he arrived!  We couldn't be more happy or proud!  He is an amazing baby... never cries and eats like a horse and sleeps even better!  We are so thankful to to our Heavenly Father for sending us such a precious gift...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-3376011780286412380?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/3376011780286412380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=3376011780286412380' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/3376011780286412380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/3376011780286412380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2010/01/finally.html' title='Finally....'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/S19xHL-gWuI/AAAAAAAAAms/-ADU3E-5iwA/s72-c/025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-4269753435269961048</id><published>2009-11-29T11:00:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T11:03:39.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is how we do it....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SxK3dcY67VI/AAAAAAAAAl8/BNViDpW2TN4/s1600/Fall+2009+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SxK3dcY67VI/AAAAAAAAAl8/BNViDpW2TN4/s320/Fall+2009+009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409587818890194258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SxK3dNQ6GpI/AAAAAAAAAl0/pon6MYyMQ-k/s1600/Fall+2009+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SxK3dNQ6GpI/AAAAAAAAAl0/pon6MYyMQ-k/s320/Fall+2009+008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409587814830054034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't get up at 5:00 am on Black Friday... however we did go out later that afternoon and still managed to get some great deals on Christmas gifts!  Odin was exhausted from the multiple stores and all of the looking around.... SO CUTE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-4269753435269961048?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/4269753435269961048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=4269753435269961048' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/4269753435269961048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/4269753435269961048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-how-we-do-it.html' title='This is how we do it....'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SxK3dcY67VI/AAAAAAAAAl8/BNViDpW2TN4/s72-c/Fall+2009+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-1942394676024445115</id><published>2009-11-29T10:57:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T11:00:20.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2009...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SxK2rvtgQLI/AAAAAAAAAls/04ziZVJhyCA/s1600/Fall+2009+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SxK2rvtgQLI/AAAAAAAAAls/04ziZVJhyCA/s320/Fall+2009+006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409586965083340978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SxK2rXGTCfI/AAAAAAAAAlk/S7OPgPsIvEc/s1600/Fall+2009+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SxK2rXGTCfI/AAAAAAAAAlk/S7OPgPsIvEc/s320/Fall+2009+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409586958476446194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year we did Thanksgiving a little less than traditionally!  On Thursday we went with the Welker family to the Keg... SO YUMMY!  I snapped some shots of the boys being boys... couldn't resist these handsome guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-1942394676024445115?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/1942394676024445115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=1942394676024445115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/1942394676024445115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/1942394676024445115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-2009.html' title='Thanksgiving 2009...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SxK2rvtgQLI/AAAAAAAAAls/04ziZVJhyCA/s72-c/Fall+2009+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-5356082791902749765</id><published>2009-11-29T10:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T10:57:16.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sitting outside watchin' airplanes"...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SxK19qcN1eI/AAAAAAAAAlc/ekV9XInVao8/s1600/Fall+2009+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SxK19qcN1eI/AAAAAAAAAlc/ekV9XInVao8/s320/Fall+2009+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409586173394671074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SxK19ZvyguI/AAAAAAAAAlU/jXZT_xl0hA8/s1600/Fall+2009+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SxK19ZvyguI/AAAAAAAAAlU/jXZT_xl0hA8/s320/Fall+2009+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409586168913363682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the weather is so nice, Odin spends much of his time outside playing with his kitchen set.  He loves to cook and to play chef!  A few weeks ago, Josh went outside to find our son sitting on the kitchen!  Josh asked him what he was doing, his response, " Sitting watching airplanes."  When Josh was a little guy his dad would take him to Falcon Field and park on the runway so Josh could watch airplanes... I guess it really is true... Like Father Like Son!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-5356082791902749765?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/5356082791902749765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=5356082791902749765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/5356082791902749765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/5356082791902749765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/11/sitting-outside-watchin-airplanes.html' title='&quot;Sitting outside watchin&apos; airplanes&quot;...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SxK19qcN1eI/AAAAAAAAAlc/ekV9XInVao8/s72-c/Fall+2009+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-6330040299970407082</id><published>2009-11-24T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T09:17:57.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chubby Baby Car Seat Cover GUEST GIVEAWAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2009/11/chubby-baby-car-seat-cover-guest.html"&gt;Chubby Baby Car Seat Cover GUEST GIVEAWAY!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another giveaway that I want!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-6330040299970407082?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2009/11/chubby-baby-car-seat-cover-guest.html' title='Chubby Baby Car Seat Cover GUEST GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/6330040299970407082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=6330040299970407082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/6330040299970407082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/6330040299970407082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/11/chubby-baby-car-seat-cover-guest.html' title='Chubby Baby Car Seat Cover GUEST GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-3371354723968640731</id><published>2009-11-17T11:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T11:18:40.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hop, Skip and a Jump Maternity Frock GROSGRAIN GIVEAWAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2009/11/hop-skip-and-jump-maternity-frock.html"&gt;The Hop, Skip and a Jump Maternity Frock GROSGRAIN GIVEAWAY!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to win this!  This is possibly my very first give away that I have tried for!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-3371354723968640731?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/3371354723968640731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=3371354723968640731' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/3371354723968640731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/3371354723968640731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/11/hop-skip-and-jump-maternity-frock.html' title='The Hop, Skip and a Jump Maternity Frock GROSGRAIN GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-7080824295720850727</id><published>2009-11-13T19:18:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T19:25:05.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When left to their own devices....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/Sv4UxkJWRaI/AAAAAAAAAlM/ged07zr-IF8/s1600-h/IMG00003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/Sv4UxkJWRaI/AAAAAAAAAlM/ged07zr-IF8/s320/IMG00003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403779444640204194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/Sv4UxeGa92I/AAAAAAAAAlE/fxLT9OH5sjQ/s1600-h/IMG00002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/Sv4UxeGa92I/AAAAAAAAAlE/fxLT9OH5sjQ/s320/IMG00002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403779443017316194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/Sv4UxAEtRDI/AAAAAAAAAk8/-mjYGiuP3QU/s1600-h/IMG00001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/Sv4UxAEtRDI/AAAAAAAAAk8/-mjYGiuP3QU/s320/IMG00001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403779434957063218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odin is constantly getting into things and figuring out all of our electronic contraptions!  He knows how to put in and start up our Blu-Ray player and DVD player.  He has almost figured out the On Demand menu and he can use a cell phone with the rest of us! He loves to cook in the microwave and turn the dishwasher on.  He is great at loading the wet laundry into the dryer and shutting down the XBox. I got home the other day to find a few pictures he had taken of himself with my laptop... I have never used this feature!  Leave it up to my 2 year old to figure it out!  Now... if he could just figure out the potty training thing then I would only have to look forward to one set of diapers to change!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-7080824295720850727?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/7080824295720850727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=7080824295720850727' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/7080824295720850727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/7080824295720850727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-left-to-their-own-devices.html' title='When left to their own devices....'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/Sv4UxkJWRaI/AAAAAAAAAlM/ged07zr-IF8/s72-c/IMG00003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-7131478997477982767</id><published>2009-11-01T03:39:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T03:51:54.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween 2009...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/Su1n_hdEkpI/AAAAAAAAAk0/fP6frIQzfmg/s1600-h/Halloween+2009+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/Su1n_hdEkpI/AAAAAAAAAk0/fP6frIQzfmg/s320/Halloween+2009+042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399085869296816786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/Su1n_XgrLrI/AAAAAAAAAks/cUpO7-cf5fA/s1600-h/Halloween+2009+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/Su1n_XgrLrI/AAAAAAAAAks/cUpO7-cf5fA/s320/Halloween+2009+039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399085866627575474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/Su1n-7gy41I/AAAAAAAAAkk/nzGj9WOPazg/s1600-h/Halloween+2009+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/Su1n-7gy41I/AAAAAAAAAkk/nzGj9WOPazg/s320/Halloween+2009+028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399085859111887698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/Su1n-f-1N_I/AAAAAAAAAkc/O95U506RBgY/s1600-h/Halloween+2009+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/Su1n-f-1N_I/AAAAAAAAAkc/O95U506RBgY/s320/Halloween+2009+024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399085851721676786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/Su1n-A1b_EI/AAAAAAAAAkU/4KRuNFQdqq0/s1600-h/Halloween+2009+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/Su1n-A1b_EI/AAAAAAAAAkU/4KRuNFQdqq0/s320/Halloween+2009+008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399085843360775234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Mimi, Odin was able to have the cutest costume ever this year!  Those of us with little boys are limited to the number of nice costumes sold in stores.  They are slim for the pickin' and I know I only have a few years left until he actually has an opinion about what he will be for Halloween, so I choose the CUTEST pirate captain ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween has evolved so much over the years and I have found that more fun is had at ward/neighborhood parties than door to door trick or treating.  We only went up one street and back this year (which is huge compared to the 3 houses we went to last year)The highlight of Odin's night was when Josh caught a frog and he got to hold it and have it pee all over him!  It was a really fun night... but between the week of ward parties, $1 movies costume party, my mom's neighborhood party and trick or treating... I AM TIRED!  Until next year.... Happy Halloween!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-7131478997477982767?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/7131478997477982767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=7131478997477982767' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/7131478997477982767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/7131478997477982767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-halloween-2009.html' title='Happy Halloween 2009...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/Su1n_hdEkpI/AAAAAAAAAk0/fP6frIQzfmg/s72-c/Halloween+2009+042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-9222220345663985273</id><published>2009-10-25T10:49:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T11:00:43.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhymes with STINK....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SuSSE8REsII/AAAAAAAAAkM/xwOwdDunXCE/s1600-h/Mexico+2008+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SuSSE8REsII/AAAAAAAAAkM/xwOwdDunXCE/s320/Mexico+2008+019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396598867091566722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rhymes with STINK," is our code name for the Bink or binki.  Odin has become quite the fan of his binki and I have become very reliant on it as well.  I swore by his 1st birthday there would be no more binki and now his 2nd birthday has come and gone and the bink has remained a staple.  I know it is more my own laziness that he is still using it and I regretfully admit my failure as a parent to take it away.  I know that in January there will be another little man in the house that will probably take a binki and I need to break the big man of his habit before I have TWO of them dependent on them!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Odin had the hugest temper tantrum ever!  He has been having them quite frequently and in the end he screams for his binki.  I usually give in and give it to him, mainly because we are in public and I am humiliated by his tantrum.  Luckily we were at home for the latest tantrum and I just had this extreme energy run through me and I looked at him and said, "There are no more binkis!"  He was in total shock, as was Josh and I that I was so stern and had such conviction!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been 24 hours and no binki.... we didn't get very much sleep last night, but I keep hearing that it will only take 3 days and he will forget about it!  I can do this and I will not give in!  I will miss his cute binki face, but I will not miss having to find it when he loses it or having him throw it for attention!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-9222220345663985273?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/9222220345663985273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=9222220345663985273' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/9222220345663985273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/9222220345663985273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/10/rhymes-with-stink.html' title='Rhymes with STINK....'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SuSSE8REsII/AAAAAAAAAkM/xwOwdDunXCE/s72-c/Mexico+2008+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-606853418523487368</id><published>2009-10-16T13:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T13:24:23.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rykr at almost 28 weeks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/StjWVYpgVdI/AAAAAAAAAkE/Hby_YceHOck/s1600-h/BABY_4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/StjWVYpgVdI/AAAAAAAAAkE/Hby_YceHOck/s320/BABY_4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393296216658302418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/StjWU4vzD-I/AAAAAAAAAj8/RKtROA3ZG6c/s1600-h/BABY_5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/StjWU4vzD-I/AAAAAAAAAj8/RKtROA3ZG6c/s320/BABY_5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393296208094760930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went to the OB for our first 3D pics!  Rykr wasn't very cooperative... he, like his brother wanted to put his hands up by his face!  I love that we get to see him at this stage, he and Odin look SO much alike in their ultra sounds pics!  I love it!  I am beginning to realize that soon I will have 2 babies in my house and I am a little scared, but SO excited!  My mom has been helping make room for the new little guy in the boys' room and I am trying to get Christmas taken care of so I don't have to stress about it in the last few weeks of this pregnancy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-606853418523487368?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/606853418523487368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=606853418523487368' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/606853418523487368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/606853418523487368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/10/rykr-at-almost-28-weeks.html' title='Rykr at almost 28 weeks...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/StjWVYpgVdI/AAAAAAAAAkE/Hby_YceHOck/s72-c/BABY_4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-7972187063611865394</id><published>2009-09-14T17:57:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T18:10:35.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My hobby....</title><content type='html'>As a child I spent the hot summer hours watching the Food Network and trying out recipes.  I once dreamed of becoming a chef, but because my mom was raised in the restaurant business, I was gently pushed into a different direction.  I love to cook and my new stay at home status has allowed me the privilege of cooking for my family more often.  I have decided to post some of my favorite recipes that I have found... please note that I always change something in the recipe that makes it more suitable for my family... I will post my variation and I do not take full credit unless it is 100% my recipe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jalapeno Artichoke Dip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 (14 oz.) cans of quartered artichoke hearts, drained and chopped fine(not marinated)&lt;br /&gt;2 1/2 cups mayonnaise&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cups thinly minced scallions&lt;br /&gt;2 can green chilies  &lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cup freshly grated Parmesan&lt;br /&gt;1 cup mozzarella finely shredded&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 tbsp. fresh lemon juice, or to taste&lt;br /&gt;3 tsp. Red Hot sauce, or to taste&lt;br /&gt;6 roasted whole jalapenos&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup of Panko Bread Crumbs (topping)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Put all ingredients in a bowl, except save a little of both cheeses. Stir until well blended.  Transfer into a oven safe baking dish then top with both cheeses and bread crumbs.  Bake in a 375 oven for 30 mins or until brown and bubbly.  Serve with bread, crackers, apples or pears.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This dish always is the first to go at any party I bring it to!  It makes a good size portion and is HEAVEN!  We like ours spicy, but it seems like the cheeses cut the spice nicely.  Tonight I am using the leftover dip as a filler in my easy chicken bakes... I will let you know how they turn out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-7972187063611865394?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/7972187063611865394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=7972187063611865394' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/7972187063611865394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/7972187063611865394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-hobby.html' title='My hobby....'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-5662176057780584391</id><published>2009-08-27T13:34:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T13:39:08.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nursery...</title><content type='html'>Sunday Josh and I were RELEASED!!!!!  I did my time and now I get to move on, to hopefully another calling!  Our Home Teacher is also our Elder's Quorum President and he has already put dibs on Josh to teach Elder's once a month... let us see what is in store for me!  I am very excited and SO relieved!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-5662176057780584391?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/5662176057780584391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=5662176057780584391' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/5662176057780584391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/5662176057780584391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/08/nursery.html' title='Nursery...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-5704873431239349040</id><published>2009-08-21T09:51:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T18:43:20.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to count the polls...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was our OB appointment and Odin came with us to find out if we would be having a baby brother or baby sister.  Josh and I put in our final guess before we walked into the office... his vote boy and mine girl.  I tried to make the wager be that whomever was correct got to pick the name!  Josh and I have not been able to see eye to eye on girl names and he quickly rejected my little wager!  The appointment went well... all 10 fingers and all 10 toes!  Baby is growing great and has all of the correct organs in the right places!  After all the measurements were taken the big reveal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a BOY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby brother, Rykr Chief Welker is on track to make his presence known on January 13, 2010!  We are so excited and even more excited to deliver a healthy baby boy at Banner Gateway Medical Center!  Thanks for all that participated in our poll!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-5704873431239349040?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/5704873431239349040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=5704873431239349040' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/5704873431239349040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/5704873431239349040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/08/time-to-count-polls.html' title='Time to count the polls...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-8408381064791342858</id><published>2009-08-19T19:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T19:39:10.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Temple Day...</title><content type='html'>For the past few weeks my mom has been learning how to do genealogy the modern way... via computer!  She has found so many names on her side and she feels very strongly about doing my father's side of the family as well.  It has been a very spiritual experience for us all.  I have been on line looking for birth dates and death dates and I began feeling a sense of closeness to my father's family that I have never felt.  My dad was a convert and for the most part his entire family are non members, needless to say there is lots of work to be done.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Josh and I went with my mom, Nathan and Brandi to start the family work by completeing baptisms and confirmations.  I have not done this type of work since before Josh and I were married, I am so glad I was able to participate today!  Sitting in the baptistry with my family was amazing!  The Spirit is so strong! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entering into the water to meet my Eternal Companion is a memory I will never forget!  I teared up as I grabbed his hands and he placed his hand on my lower back.  Hearing him speak those sacred words and feeling each of those Spirits happiness was incredible!  I stayed around to watch the rest of the baptisms be completed.  I was overwhelmed with peace.  The confirmations were amazing as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful for our ability to do work by proxy and to feel of the blessings of the Temple!  I am thankful to have a worthy husband who enjoys taking me to the Temple.  I am thankful to have a family that can enjoy the blessings of the Temple together!  I can't wait for many more of these experiences!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-8408381064791342858?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/8408381064791342858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=8408381064791342858' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/8408381064791342858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/8408381064791342858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/08/family-temple-day.html' title='Family Temple Day...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-567469320353247774</id><published>2009-08-14T17:42:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T17:47:49.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 years old and SO Cute...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SoYFlkNvM2I/AAAAAAAAAj0/2bhw_j7YhTk/s1600-h/035033781_12_Color_8x10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SoYFlkNvM2I/AAAAAAAAAj0/2bhw_j7YhTk/s320/035033781_12_Color_8x10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369985748620489570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SoYFlBCOQlI/AAAAAAAAAjs/XmGy4LjYhFM/s1600-h/035033781_10_Color_8x10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SoYFlBCOQlI/AAAAAAAAAjs/XmGy4LjYhFM/s320/035033781_10_Color_8x10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369985739176952402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SoYFk6GhzPI/AAAAAAAAAjk/gqV8m5ttPEA/s1600-h/035033781_06_Color_8x10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SoYFk6GhzPI/AAAAAAAAAjk/gqV8m5ttPEA/s320/035033781_06_Color_8x10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369985737315962098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SoYFkdsV8NI/AAAAAAAAAjc/f46s3hk-vIY/s1600-h/035033781_03_Color_8x10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SoYFkdsV8NI/AAAAAAAAAjc/f46s3hk-vIY/s320/035033781_03_Color_8x10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369985729689940178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went to get Odin's 2 year portraits taken.  I am super exhausted!  It is so much work to get an outfit, cut his hair and schedule it during happy time and keep him happy the ENTIRE time!  I have a new found appreciation for my mom and all of her experience in the portrait business!  I know I was not the easiest kid to do photo shoots with and yet she still used me in every advertisement or new spread at the studio!  The effort was so worth it and he looks absolutely amazing in all of them!  Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-567469320353247774?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/567469320353247774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=567469320353247774' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/567469320353247774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/567469320353247774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/08/2-years-old-and-so-cute.html' title='2 years old and SO Cute...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SoYFlkNvM2I/AAAAAAAAAj0/2bhw_j7YhTk/s72-c/035033781_12_Color_8x10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-3060945169200198180</id><published>2009-07-23T22:23:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T22:30:19.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr. Update...</title><content type='html'>Josh and I went in for my monthly OB appointment.  I put on 2 lbs so she was very happy with me!  She had told me at my last visit that if I didn't gain any weight then I would have to be admitted to the hospital.  I think I have just about stuffed myself the past few days to try and make up for the vomiting I have done in this last month and I may or may not have put on my fake happy face today when she asked me how I was feeling!  Sad day though, the Dr. that I really just got to love and know is leaving the practice and I am super bummed!  My second choice Dr. is moving to their Power Rd. office but she will be the only Dr. in their office that is extending her privileges at Banner Gateway, so if I am lucky I will get to deliver down the street from my mommy's house and Josh will have a nice bed to sleep in while I am in the hospital and be really close to baby and I!  We have our ultrasound date set for August 20th and we will find out the sex of the baby at that visit!  If I can figure out how to add a poll to my blog I will put one up and get everyone's guess!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-3060945169200198180?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/3060945169200198180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=3060945169200198180' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/3060945169200198180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/3060945169200198180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/07/dr-update.html' title='Dr. Update...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-8397275084715898669</id><published>2009-07-23T09:01:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T09:12:19.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids say the darndest things...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Odin and I were at my mom's house and Odin awoke from his nap to finding Uncle Nathan, Aunt Brandi, JT and Bree coming for a visit.  Odin LOVES all of these guys! After making sandwiches for lunch, Bree asked for a pickle slice. (this girl LOVES food!)  I heard her offer Odin a bite and a few seconds later Bree lets out a blood curdling scream and tears come pouring down!  Nathan runs out to find what disaster has just occurred.  Odin had eaten the entire pickle slice, not just the bite that he was offered!  So, Nathan decided to ask Odin a few questions... Here is their conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N- "Odin, did you eat Bree's pickle?"&lt;br /&gt;O- "Ya!"&lt;br /&gt;N- "Did you say please?"&lt;br /&gt;O- "No."&lt;br /&gt;N- "What do you say?"&lt;br /&gt;O- "THANKS!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids say the darndest things!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-8397275084715898669?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/8397275084715898669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=8397275084715898669' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/8397275084715898669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/8397275084715898669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/07/kids-say-darndest-things.html' title='Kids say the darndest things...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-927368765457796834</id><published>2009-07-21T09:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T09:50:30.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little over due...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SmXx0QRVurI/AAAAAAAAAjU/tm8SPB8RkO4/s1600-h/AW_5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SmXx0QRVurI/AAAAAAAAAjU/tm8SPB8RkO4/s320/AW_5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360956811477629618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SmXxyE-XvJI/AAAAAAAAAjM/FBwiL_SQdo4/s1600-h/AW_4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SmXxyE-XvJI/AAAAAAAAAjM/FBwiL_SQdo4/s320/AW_4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360956774085541010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after we found out we were expecting our 2nd bundle of joy, we had our first ultra sound!  It doesn't show much, just our little one swimming around in my belly!  I figured I should post this because in about a month we will find out if we are having a Welker Boy or the virtually impossible Welker girl!  Enjoy the view!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-927368765457796834?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/927368765457796834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=927368765457796834' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/927368765457796834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/927368765457796834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/07/little-over-due.html' title='A little over due...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SmXx0QRVurI/AAAAAAAAAjU/tm8SPB8RkO4/s72-c/AW_5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-813232226577251968</id><published>2009-06-29T20:54:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T21:03:52.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough is Enough...</title><content type='html'>After almost 12 weeks of yuck nausea and medication after medication to try and combat it, I have decided that enough is enough!  I find myself laying around my house feeling sorry for myself and sorry for Odin and Josh because I am worthless!  My doctors are mad at me for losing weight and I am pretty much sad all of the time!  I don't want to feel like this anymore!  I have been doing alot of blog surfing and have found so many blogs of mother's who have tragically lost their babies and then I get even more sad!  I should feel happy that I have been blessed with a baby in my body and that with my faith in Heavenly Father my family will not suffer such losses.  I look like a mess and I feel like a mess... but NOT ANYMORE!  Tomorrow  will color my hair, wax and tint my eyebrows and take a shower!  I will put in a load of laundry and not attempt to do everything all at once!  I will go get my maternity clothes out and start to piece together a wardrobe that I can try to feel cute in and I am going to plan on going on a date with my husband this weekend!  I am not going to let this get the best of me!  Sorry for my sob fest and need to post for motivation... but without this post I fear I may spend another day laying on my couch feeling sorry for myself!  Does anyone want to come over and help me put my color on my head?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-813232226577251968?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/813232226577251968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=813232226577251968' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/813232226577251968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/813232226577251968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/06/enough-is-enough.html' title='Enough is Enough...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-5785801522711639574</id><published>2009-06-18T08:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T09:05:18.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Who's in your circle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRLS IN MY CIRCLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was little,&lt;br /&gt;I used to believe in the concept of one best friend,&lt;br /&gt;And then I started to become a woman.&lt;br /&gt;And then I found out that if you allow your heart to open up,&lt;br /&gt;God would show you the best in many friends.&lt;br /&gt;One friend is needed when you're going through things with your man.&lt;br /&gt;Another friend is needed when you're going through things with your mom.&lt;br /&gt;Another will sit beside you in the bleachers as you delight in your children and their activities.&lt;br /&gt;Another when you want to shop, share, heal, hurt, joke, or just be.&lt;br /&gt;One friend will say, 'Let's cry together,'&lt;br /&gt;Another , 'Let's fight together,'&lt;br /&gt;Another , 'Let's walk away together.'&lt;br /&gt;One friend will meet your spiritual need,&lt;br /&gt;Another your shoe fetish,&lt;br /&gt;Another your love for movies,&lt;br /&gt;Another will be with you in your season of confusion,&lt;br /&gt;Another will be your clarifier,&lt;br /&gt;Another the wind beneath your wings.&lt;br /&gt;But whatever their assignment in your life,&lt;br /&gt;On whatever the occasion,&lt;br /&gt;On whatever the day,&lt;br /&gt;Or wherever you need them to meet you with their gym shoes on and hair pulled back,&lt;br /&gt;Or to hold you back from making a complete fool of yourself .&lt;br /&gt;Those are your best friends.&lt;br /&gt;It may all be wrapped up in one woman, But for many, it's wrapped up in several..&lt;br /&gt;One from 7th grade,&lt;br /&gt;One from high school,&lt;br /&gt;Several from the college years,&lt;br /&gt;A couple from old jobs,&lt;br /&gt;On some days your mother,&lt;br /&gt;On some days your neighbor,&lt;br /&gt;On others, your sisters,&lt;br /&gt;And on some days, your daughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whether they've been a friend for 20 minutes or 20+ years,&lt;br /&gt;AND ONLY IF YOU'D LIKE TO,&lt;br /&gt;Pass this on to the women that God has placed in your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being in my circle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading this post on my sister's blog I thought it only be fitting to mention those who are in my circle:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Alphabetical Order...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April:  My oldest and craziest friend!  We have known each other since birth and have been there for each other through it all!  I can always call April for anything and she always knows how to put my mind at ease.  She really does have to be crazy, if only for the fact that she has been my friend continuously for 25 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darci:  You are my friend that completes my sentences and laughs at all of my jokes!  It feels like we have been friends forever, yet we have only known each other 4 years.  We don't get to see each other often, but when we do it is like time has never passed!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valerie:  My work out buddy and my motivator! You always call me or text me with an uplifting thought and you always know when I need a friend.  Your faith in God and love for your family is inspirational.  I am so glad that your mom sat in my chair 2 years ago and now we are besties! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... I left out my Family girls because I just don't have enough room to type all about my amazing sisters and cousins and of course my mom!  I love you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-5785801522711639574?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/5785801522711639574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=5785801522711639574' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/5785801522711639574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/5785801522711639574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/06/whos-in-your-circle-girls-in-my-circle.html' title=''/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-8517003410389439139</id><published>2009-06-01T20:18:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T20:34:20.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Ketchup...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SiSds42gjqI/AAAAAAAAAio/FNBR3-JTZQ0/s1600-h/Disneyland+2009+071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SiSds42gjqI/AAAAAAAAAio/FNBR3-JTZQ0/s320/Disneyland+2009+071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342568452469067426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SiSdsmI1GmI/AAAAAAAAAig/4rlnKa4D-QQ/s1600-h/Disneyland+2009+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SiSdsmI1GmI/AAAAAAAAAig/4rlnKa4D-QQ/s320/Disneyland+2009+050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342568447445637730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SiSdsIoOGwI/AAAAAAAAAiY/6lcHSZPfQfc/s1600-h/Disneyland+2009+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SiSdsIoOGwI/AAAAAAAAAiY/6lcHSZPfQfc/s320/Disneyland+2009+042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342568439524236034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SiSdr26dgdI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/-hF5t81v7Ho/s1600-h/Disneyland+2009+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SiSdr26dgdI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/-hF5t81v7Ho/s320/Disneyland+2009+035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342568434768904658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SiSdrf96fdI/AAAAAAAAAiI/NdGCTZVE1QI/s1600-h/Disneyland+2009+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SiSdrf96fdI/AAAAAAAAAiI/NdGCTZVE1QI/s320/Disneyland+2009+028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342568428609371602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of you know I have felt very strongly that Odin's first visit to Disneyland should be in his later childhood years, but I lost and we went on our Summer vacation to Disneyland!  I thought it would be more of a hassle and not as much fun dragging a tired almost 2 year old all around the parks and I was certain he would be scared of the characters and the trip would have been a big waste... I WAS SO WRONG!!!!!  Odin was an angel and he LOVED all the characters (except those who looked like people ie. Mr. Incredible and Buzz).  He loved Pirates and all of the rides we took him on and we decided to splurge and take him to breakfast with the characters one morning, it was the best money I ever spent!  My mom came with us and was such a help!  She would let Josh and I go on the fast rides and she and Odin would ride the carousel 7 times in a row, or she would take Odin back for his nap so we could have some alone time.  It was a trip to remember and I am so glad Odin got to go to Disneyland as an only child while he still can!  Next time around his little sibling will have a tour guide to take him through the parks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-8517003410389439139?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/8517003410389439139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=8517003410389439139' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/8517003410389439139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/8517003410389439139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/06/playing-ketchup.html' title='Playing Ketchup...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SiSds42gjqI/AAAAAAAAAio/FNBR3-JTZQ0/s72-c/Disneyland+2009+071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-2043741278461430441</id><published>2009-05-10T07:54:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T14:31:38.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy...</title><content type='html'>The title of "mother" or "mommy" is by far one of my favorite.  I love the feeling of unconditional love and the joy of being, if only for a short while, the center my son's world.  I am so thankful to all of the mother's who have played a role in my life, especially my own mother.  I have learned what it means to have someone completely sacrifice everything for you and how selfless my mother is. I know I can call my mom for anything at anytime.  She struggled for many years to raise her children by herself and I am amazed at her strength.  She always laughs when I tell her she is so strong, she doesn't know her own strength! I love you mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I am thankful that I have so many wonderful examples of great mothers in my life.  I know my grandmother's helped to raise my parents and tried to teach them to be good people.  My mother-in-law who does not have a mean bone in her body and loves me as her own... even though I don't deserve it!  Josh's grandmothers have been a constant in his life and lead their families by example. To my sister-in-laws who show true strength as they are the glue that holds their families together. To all of my friends who are great mother's and help me daily through my struggles of learning to be a better mom. Thank you all for being such awesome moms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I need to thank my Heavenly Parents for their love and strength.  For sending me to a family that I am proud to call my own!  Thank you for entrusting me with Odin and for the little one in my belly!  I am eternally grateful for the opportunity to be a mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... that's right folks!  Baby #2 is on the way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-2043741278461430441?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/2043741278461430441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=2043741278461430441' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/2043741278461430441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/2043741278461430441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/05/mommy.html' title='Mommy...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-8971564402352997357</id><published>2009-05-06T18:51:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T18:59:52.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 cents...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went to get the mail, as I do everyday and much to my dismay I found a letter letting us know that we were being sent to collections!  The amount I supposedly owed was $630.06.  The bill was for our TV that we paid off in February!  I immediately called the company and demanded an explanation!  The man on the other end(who was obviously not of American descent)  did not understand why I was charged the $630.06 for backed interest, because I had paid off our account prior to the expiration of our 16 month no interest promotion.  He immediately put me on hold when he came back on the line and said that I had under paid my account by 6 cents and that is why I was being charged the interest!  I was floored!  To make a long story short... it took me talking to 3 people to get this entire thing resolved!  I ended up not even owing them the 6 cents!  I have not been that angry in a very long time!  Why do people who try and do things right and pay their bills have to get the worst treatment ever from so many companies?  What ever happened to the old adage, "The customer is ALWAYS right?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-8971564402352997357?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/8971564402352997357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=8971564402352997357' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/8971564402352997357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/8971564402352997357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/05/6-cents.html' title='6 cents...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-5862407607830161170</id><published>2009-05-03T20:29:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T20:37:36.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden Ticket...</title><content type='html'>Today Josh and I went in for our bi-annual Temple recommend interviews.  I love these interviews because I get so excited to get my "Golden Ticket."  Especially after this last General Conference, I have been having a need to get to the Temple more frequently and in less of a "mad" dash to get into the session and out.  Ever since we had Odin I have felt like our Temple attendance has been lacking.  When I was pregnant I was always so sick and then Odin came and I was so tired and nursing and now it comes down to finding a baby sitter and planning around other people's schedules.  I miss the days when I would call up a girlfriend and we would meet at the Temple after work or just getting up on my day off and grabbing my Temple bag.  I know with life's changes, challenges can arise and I am up for the challenge!  I am going to set a goal to get to the Temple with my husband at least once a month and to try and go on my own or with a friend at least twice a month.  If anybody would like to join me just let me know!  I am excited for my new goals and so excited to feel of the Spirit in the Temple!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-5862407607830161170?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/5862407607830161170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=5862407607830161170' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/5862407607830161170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/5862407607830161170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/05/golden-ticket.html' title='Golden Ticket...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-4045398406963521178</id><published>2009-05-01T08:01:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T08:09:44.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter... a LITTLE late...</title><content type='html'>I am a bad blogger and just haven't sat down and gone through all of my pictures and posted about Easter!  I have a few minutes before I head to the gym, so here you go!&lt;br /&gt;Odin Loved his Easter basket, but the egg hunt was his favorite!  He would pick up an egg and open it right up so he could eat the candy!  Josh made his amazing ham and we had a great dinner at Mimi's house!  It was a blessed day, spent with family and lots of love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SfsQNBzDdxI/AAAAAAAAAiA/S577L3u7C4g/s1600-h/carries+wedding+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SfsQNBzDdxI/AAAAAAAAAiA/S577L3u7C4g/s320/carries+wedding+013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330872399930029842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SfsQMxRsErI/AAAAAAAAAh4/GByVq37UuiE/s1600-h/carries+wedding+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SfsQMxRsErI/AAAAAAAAAh4/GByVq37UuiE/s320/carries+wedding+010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330872395495117490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SfsQMvKjEAI/AAAAAAAAAhw/H7eh_F2eJo4/s1600-h/carries+wedding+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SfsQMvKjEAI/AAAAAAAAAhw/H7eh_F2eJo4/s320/carries+wedding+007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330872394928295938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SfsQMRA7j5I/AAAAAAAAAho/Tx9AXo16AfY/s1600-h/carries+wedding+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SfsQMRA7j5I/AAAAAAAAAho/Tx9AXo16AfY/s320/carries+wedding+005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330872386834894738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-4045398406963521178?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/4045398406963521178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=4045398406963521178' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/4045398406963521178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/4045398406963521178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/05/easter-little-late.html' title='Easter... a LITTLE late...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SfsQNBzDdxI/AAAAAAAAAiA/S577L3u7C4g/s72-c/carries+wedding+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-1570374041618813779</id><published>2009-04-19T17:43:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T08:27:51.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding bells...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SevGHTsiUSI/AAAAAAAAAhg/qDB2MPX1-5g/s1600-h/carries+wedding+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SevGHTsiUSI/AAAAAAAAAhg/qDB2MPX1-5g/s320/carries+wedding+018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326568813144199458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SevGHD3_-WI/AAAAAAAAAhY/LAsUcxwfEOU/s1600-h/carries+wedding+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SevGHD3_-WI/AAAAAAAAAhY/LAsUcxwfEOU/s320/carries+wedding+015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326568808897313122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had the pleasure of attending my very good friend Carrie's wedding.  She and Dan decided not to put it off any longer and were married by their Bishop at his beautiful home, here in Mesa.  She asked me to do her hair and I was honored!  She found the best dress ever and she looked AMAZING!  I am so happy for her, she is the sweetest person I know and deserves all of the happiness in the world!  Congrats to Carrie and Dan Elder... thanks for letting me be a part of your big day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-1570374041618813779?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/1570374041618813779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=1570374041618813779' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/1570374041618813779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/1570374041618813779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/04/wedding-bells.html' title='Wedding bells...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SevGHTsiUSI/AAAAAAAAAhg/qDB2MPX1-5g/s72-c/carries+wedding+018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-2604535248105423063</id><published>2009-04-05T21:39:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:57:38.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections...</title><content type='html'>General Conference time is probably one of my most favorite of the year!  I have had much on my mind lately and I have been praying for guidance and comfort.  I knew that the message would be directed at my needs and would put my mind at ease... Temple worship, sacrifice, raising families and faith are just a few of the points that resonated with me today.  A funny note, at the end of the morning session today, when we sang, "We Thank Thee oh God for a Prophet," and they rolled the footage of Pres. Monson, I cried my eyes out and I looked over at Josh (who had tears in his eyes) and he said, "My "allergies" are really bugging me."  Then we looked at each other and laughed as we continued to cry.  We are so blessed to have a prophet alive on this earth today and I can truly testify that Pres. Monson is a man of God and I LOVE him so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. if any of you can find that footage... let me know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-2604535248105423063?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/2604535248105423063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=2604535248105423063' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/2604535248105423063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/2604535248105423063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/04/reflections.html' title='Reflections...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-2712415098517788825</id><published>2009-03-09T21:17:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T21:33:12.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March Madness...</title><content type='html'>March has been filled with fun and lots of things happening!  On the 7th Josh and I celebrated our 7 year anniversary.  Due to a lack of baby sitter we spent our evening with Odin at the Jump and Shout play center!  It was so much fun and reminded me of Discovery Zone when I was a kid.  Josh and I had so much fun watching Odin go from place to place and he was so quick to climb and pick up on things!  We felt so old trying to keep up with him!  It may not have been the conventional anniversary, but it was way better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SbXrVyXKnYI/AAAAAAAAAgo/k9NmcqSb2ys/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SbXrVyXKnYI/AAAAAAAAAgo/k9NmcqSb2ys/s320/011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311410095082085762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday marked Josh's first day of Spring Break and we decided to take Odin to the Zoo for the first time!  We all loaded into the car, Heather came with us so my mom could go visit her sister!  The Zoo was fun and we road camels and got to pet the sting rays!  Odin loved the petting zoo and riding the carousel.  The Zoo is definitely a once in a while excursion, it was very expensive but so worth it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SbXtUr7ZFwI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/d3u03oBATBI/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SbXtUr7ZFwI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/d3u03oBATBI/s320/035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311412275198367490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SbXtUAZYa2I/AAAAAAAAAhI/P22C2v7BpuU/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SbXtUAZYa2I/AAAAAAAAAhI/P22C2v7BpuU/s320/034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311412263512992610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SbXtTvzN7pI/AAAAAAAAAhA/fzXOi2S8KhQ/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SbXtTvzN7pI/AAAAAAAAAhA/fzXOi2S8KhQ/s320/025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311412259057954450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SbXtTZKutHI/AAAAAAAAAg4/ehOCU8HchHQ/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SbXtTZKutHI/AAAAAAAAAg4/ehOCU8HchHQ/s320/019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311412252982555762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SbXtS2o-MCI/AAAAAAAAAgw/OIuNyG7Gybc/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SbXtS2o-MCI/AAAAAAAAAgw/OIuNyG7Gybc/s320/018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311412243714158626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-2712415098517788825?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/2712415098517788825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=2712415098517788825' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/2712415098517788825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/2712415098517788825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-madness.html' title='March Madness...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SbXrVyXKnYI/AAAAAAAAAgo/k9NmcqSb2ys/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-5609164984931510845</id><published>2009-03-03T10:38:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T10:43:05.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marth Stewart at last...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/Sa1r-SakxpI/AAAAAAAAAgg/qbe9diRHLls/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/Sa1r-SakxpI/AAAAAAAAAgg/qbe9diRHLls/s320/016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309018253579044498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would post a pic of my attempt at being Ms. Martha when I finally got around to making my Valentine's day cookies.  I hate frosting, so I made a white chocolate gnosh, milk chocolate gnosh and a butterscotch gnosh.  They were so pretty and very yummy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-5609164984931510845?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/5609164984931510845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=5609164984931510845' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/5609164984931510845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/5609164984931510845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/03/marth-stewart-at-last.html' title='Marth Stewart at last...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/Sa1r-SakxpI/AAAAAAAAAgg/qbe9diRHLls/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-4218403889819017390</id><published>2009-02-16T11:10:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T11:13:03.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologies...</title><content type='html'>I was recently made aware that someone had hacked my blog account and put some four letter words in my "about me" section and they put some crazy music on my play list!  I apologize if any of you heard or were offended by what you may have saw!  Thank you Steph for letting me know about the obscenities and thank you mom for letting me know about the crazy songs!  Hopefully it is all fixed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afton&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-4218403889819017390?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/4218403889819017390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=4218403889819017390' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/4218403889819017390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/4218403889819017390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/02/apologies.html' title='Apologies...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-5741145281258358812</id><published>2009-02-15T16:16:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T16:28:55.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day...</title><content type='html'>Me, being the wanna' be Martha Stewart that I am, had many plans for Valentine's Day.  I wanted to start a tradition with my kids of making goodies and decorating homemade cards, but we can never do things the traditional way in the Welker house hold!  A few weeks ago Odin come down with a nasty flu bug and everyone in our family, including grandparents, was also blessed with the awful flu.... everyone  except for Josh.  We thought we had dodged that bullet and were on the up and up... until Wednesday night!  Josh was up all night in the bathroom and I felt bad for him.  We had made plans to do dinner and a movie Friday night, however he was not doing any better:(  At about 8:00 pm I came home from doing a Sonic run to find my husband shivering uncontrollably on the bed and his lips were turning blue!  He then started vomiting and other bodily functions and he could not stop!  I freaked out and called his dad to help me get him to the hospital.  I dropped off Odin at my mom's and met dad and Josh at the ER.  After what seemed like years, he was taken back and given lots of meds to make him happy!  I was a wreck and so exhausted from the panic.  Josh could see how tired I was and he scooted to one side of the hospital bed and begged me to lay with him.  I crawled in next to him and we just held each other and slept.  I think it was at that moment that I realized that all of the yummy Valentine treats, flowers and cards could not equal that special time together.  I am so blessed that we are all feeling better and that I have a Valentine to spend everyday with, especially the days where we need each other the most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  We will still be doing all of our Valentine's plans, just this week instead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-5741145281258358812?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/5741145281258358812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=5741145281258358812' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/5741145281258358812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/5741145281258358812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-1616440148102278891</id><published>2009-02-11T19:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T19:48:44.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Short lived...</title><content type='html'>On January 24, 2009 Odin turned 18 months old.  Many of you moms know that at the ripe old age of 18 months we as moms are granted a wonderful luxury of sending our kids to nursery!  This new freedom is one that is much anticipated and greatly appreciated!  Due to sickness and family events Odin was able to go to nursery for the first time last Sunday! I was so excited to have at least two hours of my Spiritual feeding that I felt I so needed!  Tonight that all changed! Josh and I have been called to be nursery workers! I almost broke down in tears in the office!  I have always sworn that nursery would be the calling I would turn down and that if the Lord ever wanted me to have children he would not call me there!  Of course I did not turn the calling down, but I am very slow to warm up to the idea.  I guess one Sunday of peace was all I was allowed and maybe Heavenly Father is using nursery as a new form of birth control for me :)  Wish me luck and pray for all of our kids, they may not like Sis. Welker very much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-1616440148102278891?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/1616440148102278891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=1616440148102278891' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/1616440148102278891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/1616440148102278891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/02/short-lived.html' title='Short lived...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-8435869976786573804</id><published>2009-02-02T21:14:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:17:17.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To toot my own horn...</title><content type='html'>I got this idea from a friend's blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know who drops by my blog, just to see who you are, whether we know each other or not!  I blog stalk like crazy and rarely leave comments, especially if I do not know you!  I would really like to see who you all are and hopefully catch up with old friends and make some new ones!  Leave me a comment so I can follow the path back to your blog and leave you a comment too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-8435869976786573804?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/8435869976786573804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=8435869976786573804' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/8435869976786573804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/8435869976786573804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-toot-my-own-horn.html' title='To toot my own horn...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-1642705818842417620</id><published>2009-01-24T20:36:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T20:55:23.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregnancy Tag...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SXvh9X1zkzI/AAAAAAAAAgY/v1-1TCilDG0/s1600-h/DSC00029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SXvh9X1zkzI/AAAAAAAAAgY/v1-1TCilDG0/s320/DSC00029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295074231392113458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- Where were you when you first found out you were pregnant? At home in our bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- Who was with you? Josh was standing right in front of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- How did you find out that you were pregnant? I knew I was late and I was really tired, but we had just moved into our house and painted the entire thing so I didn't know if I was just tired or pregnant tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- What was your first reaction to finding out you were pregnant? I looked at Josh and said, " We did it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- Your Husbands reaction? Super Happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6- Who was the first person you told? I had just gotten done shopping with my mom and she had just left the house so I called her first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-Did you plan to get pregnant? Yes we did, it took 5 years of planning on my part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8-Was everybody happy for you? Yes, I think they were afraid I was never going to decide to have kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9- Did you go out and celebrate? No, I was too tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10- Did you want to find out the sex? Of Course. I am a planner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11- What was the sex? A boy... what else would it be, Josh's family only makes boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12-Did anyone throw you a baby shower? Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13- If yes, who? It was a collaboration between my family and Josh's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14- Did you get any outfits at the baby shower that you just knew you weren't going to put on your baby? Yes and they were either returned, regifted or traded in at Once Upon a Child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15- How much weight did you gain? 28lbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16- Did you loose all of the weight that you gained? Yeah and then I gained some back :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17- Did you get a lot of stretch marks? Yup, but I am so fair skinned you can't really see them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18- What did you crave the most? Being able to eat and not through up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19- Did you crave anything crazy? Nope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20- Who or what got on your nerves the most? Sadly... Odin got on my nerves alot... he kicked the crap out of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21- Were you married at the time? Yeah baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22- Did you have any complications during your pregnancy? I vomitted 3-4 times a day... it was complicated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23- Where were you when you went into labor? In my bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24- Did your water break? Yes it did, while I was in bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26- Did you go early or late? My due date changed so frequently I don't really know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27- Who was in the room with you when you gave birth? Josh, Dr. Jew and a few nurses and of course ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28- Was it video taped? Heck no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29- Did you have any drugs for the pain? Yes I did and I am so thankful for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30-Did you go Natural or have a c-section? Vaginal, pushed for an hour or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31- What was your first reaction after giving birth? I cried, alot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32- How big was the baby(s)? 7lbs 4 oz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33- Did your Husband cry? Like a baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34- What did you name the baby(s)? Odin Joshua Welker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35-Did the name have any significance to you? Josh liked the meaning... "Norse God of War!" He thought it was tough! It is tradition for the first born son to take on his father's first name as his middle name (in the Welker family).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36-Does the baby's name fit? Yes, he is a BEAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37- Did the baby(s) have any complications? Nope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38- How old is your baby today? 18 months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39- When is the next one(s) coming? Soon, hopefully!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40- If you could would you do it all over again? You betcha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so that is it. If you have had a kid you may want to take this tag as it is. So get to it if you know what is good for ya. I am not going to personally tag anyone. These are all things I was happy to recall and excited to finally write down. You may feel the same way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-1642705818842417620?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/1642705818842417620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=1642705818842417620' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/1642705818842417620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/1642705818842417620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/01/1-where-were-you-when-you-first-found.html' title='Pregnancy Tag...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SXvh9X1zkzI/AAAAAAAAAgY/v1-1TCilDG0/s72-c/DSC00029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-7563325187327945590</id><published>2009-01-20T17:28:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T17:53:30.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For my Posterity...</title><content type='html'>Today... January 20, 2009 marked a pivotal point in the history of America... Pres. Barack Obama was inaugurated as the 44th President of our country and as the first African-American ever to hold this position.  Although I personally did not elect him (McCain/Palin Baby!) I do need to take a moment to recognize this historical moment and express my emotions and feelings surrounding this day.  I know someday my children will come to me and ask about what went on and what I remember about today.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I woke up with a very bad cold and we went straight to Mimi's so I could have a sick day and she could help take car of you(Odin)!  We watched all of the pre- inaugural coverage and as I watched the people in the streets beaming with pride and the television news casters praise the new President, I couldn't help but get a little emotional.  I do feel a sense of pride that our nation has come so far as to see past the color of a man's skin and elect him into office.  At the same time I feel like Pres. Obama may have been elected primarily on his skin color and I can't help but think that our nation may have taken a step backward in electing someone based on the color of their skin.  There is really no way to know if this is the case, however it does cross my mind. Aretha Franklin sang, "Our County Tis of Thee," and there were interesting prayers given (that really did not add to the service at all!)  There were so many people there to witness this event, both of public stature and the "Average Joe".  There were no party lines, just Americans witnessing history!  I enjoyed Pres. Obama's speech and I have faith that he may be able to invoke a change in people that will benefit our GREAT nation! I may not have voted for the man, but I will support him as long as he continues to work towards a greater good.  If you get nothing else from this entry, please know that I am and always will be proud to be an American!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-7563325187327945590?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/7563325187327945590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=7563325187327945590' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/7563325187327945590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/7563325187327945590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/01/for-my-posterity.html' title='For my Posterity...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-7178476546705304551</id><published>2009-01-09T12:57:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T13:15:57.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the award goes too...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MIMI!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SWeu1kyIAhI/AAAAAAAAAgE/YjOT-piNw8c/s1600-h/Christmas+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SWeu1kyIAhI/AAAAAAAAAgE/YjOT-piNw8c/s320/Christmas+027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289388522800153106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5COwner%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Last night Josh and I went to Rockin' R' Ranch for the scout awards banquet, honoring all the outstanding leaders within the scouting community in the San Tan District, namely my mom! She was awarded a district award that honored her 20 some odd years in scouting and her service in the community! My mom truly is a scouter! She always finds a way to help her grandsons earn merit badges and is constantly helping the new leaders in her ward to find a passion for the program! My mom raised two Eagle Scouts and I know she is determined to have all 7 (so far) of her grandsons to earn that same honor! I was a little out of my element... I was wearing my work clothes and red heels, walking around a ranch eating cowboy food! I did get free ice cream from the Ranch Hand because I think he could tell I was out of place... he announced on stage it was because I was pretty. Nothing beats a compliment from a fat, dirty cowboy! There was lots of singing (I didn't understand any of their "rituals") many awards and single claps and "rounds" of applause given to all! I am blessed to have a mom, a father-in-law and a husband who all know and love the Scouting program so much! (if they didn't my son would be screwed!) Congratulations Mimi, for 20 plus years in Scouts and her is to 20 plus more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-7178476546705304551?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/7178476546705304551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=7178476546705304551' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/7178476546705304551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/7178476546705304551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-award-goes-too.html' title='And the award goes too...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SWeu1kyIAhI/AAAAAAAAAgE/YjOT-piNw8c/s72-c/Christmas+027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-8271335602706972289</id><published>2009-01-07T19:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T21:39:04.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Things I have done... Just copy and paste this to your blog and bold the ones that you HAVE done and make sure to put your score at the end. It got me to thinking about what I would like to do in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Started your own blog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Slept under the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;Played in a band &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;4. Visited Hawaii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;5. Watched a meteor shower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;6. Given more than you can afford to charity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Been to Disneyland&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Climbed a mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;9. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Held a praying mantis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sang a solo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;11.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Bungee jumped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;12. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Visited Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;13. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Watched a lightning storm at sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;14. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;Taught yourself an art from scratch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;15. Adopted a child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;16. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Had food poisoning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;17.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;18. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;Grown your own vegetables&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;19. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Seen the Mona Lisa in France&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;20. Slept on an overnight train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;21. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Had a pillow fight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;22. Hitch hiked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;23. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Taken a sick day when you’re not ill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;24.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;Built a snow fort&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;25. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Held a lamb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;26. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gone skinny dipping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;27. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Run a Marathon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;29. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Seen a total eclipse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;30. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Watched a sunrise or sunset&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;31. Hit a home run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;32. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Been on a cruise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;33. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Seen Niagara Falls in person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;34. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Visited the birthplace of your ancestors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;35. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;Seen an Amish community&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;36. Taught yourself a new language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;37. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Had enough money to be truly satisfied&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;39. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gone rock climbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;40. Seen Michelangelo’s David&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;41. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sung karaoke&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;42. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;43. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;44. Visited Africa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;45. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Walked on a beach by moonlight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;46. Been transported in an ambulance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;47. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Had your portrait painted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;48. Gone deep sea fishing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;49. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gone without food or water for 24 hours or longer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;50. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;51. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Gone scuba diving or snorkeling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;52. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kissed in the rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;53. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Played in the mud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;54.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;Gone to a drive-in theater&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;55. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Been in a movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;56. Visited the Great Wall of China&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;57. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Started a business&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;58.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Taken a martial arts class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;59. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Stayed up for 24 hours with NO sleep at all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;60.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Served at a soup kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;61. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;Sold Girl Scout Cookies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;62. Gone whale watching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;63. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Got flowers for no reason&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;64. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Donated blood, platelets or plasma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;65. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Gone sky diving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;67.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bounced a check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;68. Flown in a helicopter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;69.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Saved a favorite childhood toy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;71. Eaten Caviar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;72.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pieced a quilt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;73. Stood in Times Square&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;74. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Toured the Everglades&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;75. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Been fired from a job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;76.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Changed a lightbulb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;77.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Broken a bone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;78. Been on a speeding motorcycle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;79.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Seen the Grand Canyon in person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;80. Published a book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;81. Visited the Vatican&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;82. Bought a brand new car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;83.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mowed the lawn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;84. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Had your picture in the newspaper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;85. Read the entire Bible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;86. Visited the White House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;88&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Had chickenpox&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;89. Saved someone’s life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;90. Sat on a jury&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;91. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Met someone famous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;92. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;Joined a book club&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;93. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lost a loved one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;94.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Had a baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;95. Seen the Alamo in person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;97. Been involved in a law suit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;98.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Owned a cell phone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;99.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Been stung by a bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Score: 34&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Wow, I am pretty PATHETIC! Everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-8271335602706972289?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/8271335602706972289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=8271335602706972289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/8271335602706972289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/8271335602706972289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/01/things-i-have-done.html' title=''/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-4905303593351535015</id><published>2009-01-01T20:47:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T20:54:24.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So long Cookies and Christmas Goodies... Hello Isagenix!</title><content type='html'>As many of you know Josh, Jeff and myself started a diet program called Isagenix a few months ago... I lost more in inches and Josh lost both inches and ponds and Jeff lost 30 pounds and lots of inches!  I gave myself a holiday break... I didn't see the point in torturing myself by trying to avoid all of the holiday yumminess!  The New Year is here and it is time to rededicate myself to my healthy lifestyle!  I am very excited for the new year and all of my goals!  I need to lose 30 more pounds to be at my ideal weight and ready to have another baby!  Our goal is to start trying to get pregnant in April... so 3 months and 30 more pounds!  I can do it!  If any of you are interested in Isagenix, leave me a comment and I can get you set up!  Happy New Year and happy weight loss!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-4905303593351535015?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/4905303593351535015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=4905303593351535015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/4905303593351535015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/4905303593351535015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-long-cookies-and-christmas-goodies.html' title='So long Cookies and Christmas Goodies... Hello Isagenix!'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-621883694972543841</id><published>2009-01-01T17:53:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T17:55:20.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SV1lnmuxBcI/AAAAAAAAAf8/TqlL6h4axPU/s1600-h/256px-Rb2-box.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SV1lnmuxBcI/AAAAAAAAAf8/TqlL6h4axPU/s320/256px-Rb2-box.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286493268688831938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is our family's new obsession... played all New Year's and haven't stopped yet!  How are you spending your time off?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-621883694972543841?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/621883694972543841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=621883694972543841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/621883694972543841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/621883694972543841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SV1lnmuxBcI/AAAAAAAAAf8/TqlL6h4axPU/s72-c/256px-Rb2-box.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-6699537855858087936</id><published>2008-12-25T23:50:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T00:21:50.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grande Finale...</title><content type='html'>I have officially finished all 4 of the Stephanie Meyer series and I am very pleased with the outcome... I would actually be okay if she never wrote another appendage to the series!  I love happy endings and am very glad that my new "friends" are all doing well in Forks, Washington in the little cottage in the woods!  I am not apposed to hearing more from my "friends", but I will not put a death sentence on her if she chooses to end with, "Breaking Dawn."  Now that I am officially through with that journey in my life, I can proceed to inform you of all of the wonderful happenings that are Welker...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went on a double date with Matt and Dany!  Josh bought me a new camera for early Christmas and we decided to try it out as we waited for the lovely "other" Welkers to arrive!  No joke ladies and gents... we did not plan this picture and we just so happened to see that "great minds really do think alike" as we reviewed our lovely tongue picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SVSAgVIbPLI/AAAAAAAAAeM/2manay1t1s8/s1600-h/Holiday+fun+2008+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SVSAgVIbPLI/AAAAAAAAAeM/2manay1t1s8/s320/Holiday+fun+2008+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283989555729087666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt and Dany were off to Montana for Christmas with her family this year... so we had a "partial" Christmas with them for FHE on Sunday night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SVSBdCf3XCI/AAAAAAAAAes/UMzRks6E-v4/s1600-h/Holiday+fun+2008+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SVSBdCf3XCI/AAAAAAAAAes/UMzRks6E-v4/s320/Holiday+fun+2008+011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283990598699146274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SVSBbmI87PI/AAAAAAAAAeU/c6XhwrMR7Ik/s1600-h/Holiday+fun+2008+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SVSBbmI87PI/AAAAAAAAAeU/c6XhwrMR7Ik/s320/Holiday+fun+2008+005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283990573906980082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SVSBcPp3R2I/AAAAAAAAAec/qbsGpNn7BuU/s1600-h/Holiday+fun+2008+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SVSBcPp3R2I/AAAAAAAAAec/qbsGpNn7BuU/s320/Holiday+fun+2008+008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283990585050875746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SVSBckznI3I/AAAAAAAAAek/yh_8vdfUtL4/s1600-h/Holiday+fun+2008+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SVSBckznI3I/AAAAAAAAAek/yh_8vdfUtL4/s320/Holiday+fun+2008+010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283990590728905586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then off to Mimi's for the festivities that are "Dowell!"  Due to scheduling mishaps... our Christmas Eve breakfast turned into Tuesday before Christmas Eve breakfast for dinner!  We had eggs and sausage and green (Thanks to Brandi's festive mood!) cracked wheat pancakes!  It was delish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SVSC3hWpr6I/AAAAAAAAAe8/2VxQ2OgPbs0/s1600-h/Holiday+fun+2008+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SVSC3hWpr6I/AAAAAAAAAe8/2VxQ2OgPbs0/s320/Holiday+fun+2008+017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283992153170227106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SVSC3WtZ4qI/AAAAAAAAAe0/L5VVDvhqqgU/s1600-h/Holiday+fun+2008+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SVSC3WtZ4qI/AAAAAAAAAe0/L5VVDvhqqgU/s320/Holiday+fun+2008+016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283992150312870562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SVSC4CZR6CI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Qejz4bp6ZO8/s1600-h/Holiday+fun+2008+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SVSC4CZR6CI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Qejz4bp6ZO8/s320/Holiday+fun+2008+030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283992162039621666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SVSC4b_alTI/AAAAAAAAAfU/lBE1ra--Z-Q/s1600-h/Holiday+fun+2008+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SVSC4b_alTI/AAAAAAAAAfU/lBE1ra--Z-Q/s320/Holiday+fun+2008+023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283992168910460210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SVSC3w_uL3I/AAAAAAAAAfE/YIcu9TvG8wc/s1600-h/Holiday+fun+2008+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SVSC3w_uL3I/AAAAAAAAAfE/YIcu9TvG8wc/s320/Holiday+fun+2008+021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283992157369020274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve was spent at the "Keg" and much steak and lobster was devowered!  Then off to stay the night at Cindy and Jeff's!  We played games and ate lots of yummy sweets!  Then Christmas morning Odin woke up Grandma and Grandpa and began with the un-tieing of the door tradition!  He didn't quite understand why the door wasn't opening as it usually does!  He loved all of his Santa presents and enjoyed helping us all to unwrap gifts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SVSEjxL3XeI/AAAAAAAAAfc/qX4rfxlN0z8/s1600-h/Holiday+fun+2008+047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SVSEjxL3XeI/AAAAAAAAAfc/qX4rfxlN0z8/s320/Holiday+fun+2008+047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283994012845825506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SVSEkE9rdII/AAAAAAAAAfk/EJUqzL1Mk4k/s1600-h/Holiday+fun+2008+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SVSEkE9rdII/AAAAAAAAAfk/EJUqzL1Mk4k/s320/Holiday+fun+2008+051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283994018155033730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SVSEkb5RFWI/AAAAAAAAAfs/76q4t5VVvts/s1600-h/Holiday+fun+2008+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SVSEkb5RFWI/AAAAAAAAAfs/76q4t5VVvts/s320/Holiday+fun+2008+053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283994024310543714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SVSEk0BiqgI/AAAAAAAAAf0/xYNpjeXPwvU/s1600-h/Holiday+fun+2008+054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SVSEk0BiqgI/AAAAAAAAAf0/xYNpjeXPwvU/s320/Holiday+fun+2008+054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283994030787701250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas continued to Great Grandma and Grandpa Welker's house and back to Mimi's for dinner!  It was a fun filled few days that I will forever be thankful for.  Through all of the hustle and bustle I can say that through the eyes of my son I was able to truly see the innocent and pure love of Christ.  Odin is a daily reminder of all of my many blessings and for the undying love of our Savior.  I am thankful for all of the material things that I was given these past few days, but I am eternally grateful for the gifts of Eternal Families and the atoning sacrifice of Jesus Christ.  Let us all remember the most special gifts that we have been given and keep those in our hearts forever... until next year, Merry Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-6699537855858087936?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/6699537855858087936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=6699537855858087936' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/6699537855858087936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/6699537855858087936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/12/grande-finale.html' title='The Grande Finale...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SVSAgVIbPLI/AAAAAAAAAeM/2manay1t1s8/s72-c/Holiday+fun+2008+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-1583907495517603874</id><published>2008-12-22T21:28:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T21:30:59.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Whom it may concern:</title><content type='html'>Please excuse Afton from all blogging responsibilities...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Twilight, "New Moon", "Eclipse", "Breaking Dawn".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-1583907495517603874?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/1583907495517603874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=1583907495517603874' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/1583907495517603874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/1583907495517603874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/12/to-whom-it-may-concern.html' title='To Whom it may concern:'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-7216907575630189332</id><published>2008-12-10T21:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:18:04.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Story...</title><content type='html'>I stole this from my Sister's blog and I wanted to share it with you for all of your reading enjoyment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shrek, Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt were all  having  lunch together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shrek said, 'I've always thought that I'm the strongest man in the world,but how can I be sure?' Angelina Jolie added, 'I'm told I'm the most gorgeous of them all, but sometimes I wonder.'Brad Pitt said, 'I'm pretty sure I'm the hottest man ever but I've never had it confirmed.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They all decided that the best way  to find out if their beliefs were true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was to ask the famed 'mirror,  mirror on the wall' to confirm for them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whether Shrek was the  strongest, Angelina Jolie was the  most gorgeous and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brad Pitt was the  hottest. They agreed to meet again  the next day for lunch to discuss  their findings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The next day Shrek strutted to the table and said, 'Well, it's true. The mirror told me that I am the strongest man in the world.' Angelina Jolie said with a smile, 'And I know now for sure that I'm the prettiest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;woman alive.' Brad Pitt lifted his sad,  hot face and as a single tear ran down his  cheek he said....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Who the heck is Edward Cullen?!?!?!!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; AMEN!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-7216907575630189332?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/7216907575630189332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=7216907575630189332' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/7216907575630189332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/7216907575630189332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/12/funny-story.html' title='Funny Story...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-5862302377195830993</id><published>2008-12-02T21:55:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T22:14:13.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Edward Cullen...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/STYUy9R_vbI/AAAAAAAAAXo/jK_ZjHTpMyM/s1600-h/th_edward_cullen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/STYUy9R_vbI/AAAAAAAAAXo/jK_ZjHTpMyM/s320/th_edward_cullen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275426879187172786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Brief Synopsis) So, I went to see "Twilight" and I actually enjoyed it... now I am almost done with the first book and I am addicted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to bigger and better things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While all of you women are out there blogging about how you will always love your husbands, but Edward is who you will lust for, I have been strangely engaged with other aspects of Edward Cullen... like how he is so much like my HUSBAND!!!!!  Let me count the ways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  My husband always has dark circles around his eyes... he works nights!&lt;br /&gt;2.  My husband seems to have the strength of a LION and has told me that he too "has to be careful not to hurt me," while playing with me.&lt;br /&gt;3.  He gives great piggy back rides!&lt;br /&gt;4.  He smells SO good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the "real reasons"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Our first date consisted of Josh flinching away from me when I would touch him... I was someone he thought he could not be with and when I would get close, he would stray away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Our first kiss was much like Bella and Edwards... we almost tried to stay away from each other, but we couldn't, when it finally happened it was an explosion of emotions and it was GREAT!  I am so serious, when I read the scene in the book it brought back memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Josh is always worried about me and has come to my rescue in so many ways... he often appears out of no where and saves the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  He can read most people's minds, but not mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  He never sleeps... and he has admitted to watching me sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  We can sit and talk for hours on end and he never gets bored with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  He once told me (when we were dating)  that I should stay away from him and that it would be better if didn't spend time with him... I looked at him, just as Bella and told him, "I love you."  I have never been without him since!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of other similarities... I won't make you guys any more jealous than necessary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/STYVNGZZD5I/AAAAAAAAAXw/6XPJeIFB_c0/s1600-h/josh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/STYVNGZZD5I/AAAAAAAAAXw/6XPJeIFB_c0/s320/josh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275427328310710162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-5862302377195830993?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/5862302377195830993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=5862302377195830993' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/5862302377195830993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/5862302377195830993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/12/edward-cullen.html' title='Edward Cullen...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/STYUy9R_vbI/AAAAAAAAAXo/jK_ZjHTpMyM/s72-c/th_edward_cullen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-7203342855975923660</id><published>2008-11-29T21:45:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T21:55:12.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 QuIrcKy thingas about ME...</title><content type='html'>1.  I HATE to blow dry my won hair... Love to blow dry everyone's hair, just not mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I LOVE to bake... not just anything... I bake in MASS quantities!  It is therapy for me and I love to feed people my yummies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I stress out HUGE about forgetting to turn my flat iron off before I leave the house...I have driven all the way home from work because I think I might have left it on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I pick at my eyelashes and my eyebrows... I have had huge clumps of each missing at a time... SCARY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I crave sleep... all of the time!  It has gotten way worse since having Odin!  I can sleep for hours and still long for a nap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I secretly want to be Kat Von Dee... I think she is hot with all of her tattoos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag Tera, Teagan and Salena!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-7203342855975923660?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/7203342855975923660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=7203342855975923660' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/7203342855975923660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/7203342855975923660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/11/6-quircky-thingas-about-me1.html' title='6 QuIrcKy thingas about ME...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-346007992404620998</id><published>2008-11-27T21:54:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T22:05:11.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Thanks...</title><content type='html'>Each year, as a family, we go around the table and state one thing we are thankful for.  There are rules to this tradition... no "funny" or joking comments and it has to be different than those before you (imagine the pressure if you are last!).  This year was different, my entire family is on a cruise and I was invited to my cousin Mark's house for dinner.  It was great, but I missed my family very much!  As I sat and contemplated what each person "would have" said, I found the thing in which I am most thankful for this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Inspiration&lt;/span&gt;- I am thankful for ability to feel and receive inspiration through the Spirit.  Josh and I have been faced with some major decisions this last year and especially in the past few months, inspiration and personal revelation have guided us to the final choices we have made.  I am a worry wart by nature and I stress over every decision I make!  I often say that Heavenly Father has to slap me upside the head and not send the "still small voice" but a "loud scream."  The Spirit has been a partner in all of our decisions and for the comfort that "inspiration" brings I am so thankful for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-346007992404620998?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/346007992404620998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=346007992404620998' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/346007992404620998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/346007992404620998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/11/giving-thanks.html' title='Giving Thanks...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-6290091949267674341</id><published>2008-11-20T13:50:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T14:00:03.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SSXNvNWYYlI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Q08RSs9ySpc/s1600-h/Disneyland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SSXNvNWYYlI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Q08RSs9ySpc/s320/Disneyland.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270845149828112978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Those of you who know me well, know that I have been stressed to the max lately!  The economy has put a damper on my business and I am just a stressed person  by nature.... so what better remedy than spending what little extra money I have and go to the "Happiest Place on Earth?"  It was just what the doctor ordered!  I made up my mind to plan the trip and I did it it in a very inexpensive way!  I have to say that it was the best trip  Josh and I have ever taken!  We had so much fun and just getting to spend time with my Hubs was the greatest part of it all!  The park was empty and Josh and I were able to go on rides ad see things at Disneyland that we had never before! We walked from ride to ride and ate the best corn dogs on earth!  We splurged on day two and made reservations at the "Blue Bayou", the restaurant inside Pirates!  It was so romantic and something Josh and I had both wanted to do since we were little!  I know Disneyland doesn't seem like the capital of romance, but the time we spent together was all the romance I could ever ask for!  I love that my husband is my best friend and that together we could act like we were 10 again!  This was the best trip and the most fun I have ever had!  Thanks for being my partner in crime Babe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-6290091949267674341?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/6290091949267674341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=6290091949267674341' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/6290091949267674341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/6290091949267674341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/11/disneyland.html' title='Disneyland...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SSXNvNWYYlI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Q08RSs9ySpc/s72-c/Disneyland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-4788918559692833087</id><published>2008-11-18T08:40:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T08:43:07.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So long... Far well...</title><content type='html'>I will be MIA for a few days.  The Hubs and I are going on adventure!  We will have 2 childless days at the "Happiest Place on Earth!"  There will be lots of playing, laughing and together time and I am SO excited!  Thank you Grandma and Grandpa for letting the Bear have his own vacation from Mom and Dad!  See you guys in a few!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-4788918559692833087?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/4788918559692833087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=4788918559692833087' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/4788918559692833087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/4788918559692833087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-long-far-well.html' title='So long... Far well...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-5677957129744337668</id><published>2008-11-04T21:38:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T21:53:33.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 for the Good Guys... and 1 for the NOT so Good Guys...</title><content type='html'>I can't help but feel overwhelmed with grief after seeing the outcome of tonight's election.  I am ashamed of those who voted for a man who not only turned his back on his own blood, but refuses to honor the American Flag... a direct symbol of the country in which he is now going to run!  I am scared for our future and I am disgusted with those who abused their right to vote and voted for a man based on his race (I heard many people say that they voted for Obama simply because he is black, not because he is the best man for the job!)  So many thoughts are racing through my mind right now... a coworker of mine told me something that her pastor had said to his congregation and I think it sums up the "reality" of this election and brings my heart some peace, " If you are looking for a Savior in either of these men (referring to the candidates) you are sadly mistaken, you have a Savior and he is definately NOT running for President!"  How true it is that I do have a Savior and that as long as I do as he directs me, my family and I will all be okay.  On that note, yay for Prop 102, our families are protected and it is so true, that if we follow the council of our Prophet we will be lead to safety and we will protected from the evils of the world! I am thankful to have a TRUE leader, President Thomas S. Monson and I know that through these hard times HE will see us through!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-5677957129744337668?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/5677957129744337668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=5677957129744337668' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/5677957129744337668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/5677957129744337668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/11/1-for-good-guys-and-1-for-not-so-good.html' title='1 for the Good Guys... and 1 for the NOT so Good Guys...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-8221459546114824998</id><published>2008-11-02T21:22:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T21:26:23.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>M-I-C-K-E-Y...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SQ59UbWSuUI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/AkEU0dJ5ULE/s1600-h/halloween1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SQ59UbWSuUI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/AkEU0dJ5ULE/s320/halloween1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264282804334803266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you, but I think I have the cutest little man in the WORLD!  After weeks of searching for a cute costume, I decided that anything my son wears is cute, so we decided on Mickey Mouse!  I of course was excited to be his arm candy,  Minnie Mouse!  Our first costume fun was at Mimi's Ward Party ... I will post the next ones soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SQ59UsIbaGI/AAAAAAAAAXY/mcLaTbf8ESM/s1600-h/halloween2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SQ59UsIbaGI/AAAAAAAAAXY/mcLaTbf8ESM/s320/halloween2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264282808840054882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-8221459546114824998?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/8221459546114824998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=8221459546114824998' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/8221459546114824998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/8221459546114824998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/11/m-i-c-k-e-y.html' title='M-I-C-K-E-Y...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SQ59UbWSuUI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/AkEU0dJ5ULE/s72-c/halloween1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-1400874882931806628</id><published>2008-10-28T13:24:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T13:42:18.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look..it's a bird... it's a plane...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SUPER Grandpa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  Let me explain to you why my dad is so great...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SQd4MwuSilI/AAAAAAAAAXI/DLjBsxp7y68/s1600-h/Odie+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SQd4MwuSilI/AAAAAAAAAXI/DLjBsxp7y68/s320/Odie+026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262306850238532178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friday night Josh was working (7pm-7am) and Odin and I got home around 8:00ish.  I was getting Odin ready for bed and fed him a yogurt... when I heard 5 distinct taps on our back glass patio door.  I tried to tell myself that I was just making it up and scaring myself... 15 minutes pass  and I hear it again, 5 distinct taps on my back door!  I don't even think twice, I pick up the phone and call my dad!  Here is how the conversation went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad- Hello?&lt;br /&gt;Me- Daddy, are you at home? (in a quiet yet terrified voice!)&lt;br /&gt;Dad- No, I am at Grandma and Grandpa Welkers. Why? What's wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Me- There is someone knocking on our back door!&lt;br /&gt;Dad-CLICK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not more that 2 minutes passed and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;SUPER Grandpa&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; comes running through my front door and out the back door into the yard/greenbelt!  He had, as Josh would call it, the "Angry Death Face" and he was going to get whomever tried to scare his family!  About a minute later Cindy comes running through the door, she was equally as angry!  I was trying not to cry and upset Odin but I kinda lost it!  Dad didn't find anyone (lucky for them) and I called Josh.  Josh just about came through the phone, but he was glad I called dad!  I decided I was not staying the night alone in the house, I packed a bag and Cindy and Dad decided to take Odin with them so I could calm down and maybe get a good nights sleep and off to my mom's I went!  The scare is over, I honestly think it was just some dumb kids in our neighborhood coming into our easily accessible yard and playing a prank!  Now we are going to put up motion lights and hopefully raise our fence!  I have decided that I don't need the police, I have &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SUPER Grandpa&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-1400874882931806628?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/1400874882931806628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=1400874882931806628' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/1400874882931806628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/1400874882931806628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/10/lookits-bird-its-plane.html' title='Look..it&apos;s a bird... it&apos;s a plane...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SQd4MwuSilI/AAAAAAAAAXI/DLjBsxp7y68/s72-c/Odie+026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-2171031552470456158</id><published>2008-10-27T06:43:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T06:53:15.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me... from A-Z</title><content type='html'>A is for age: 24&lt;br /&gt;B is for Breakfast: I haven't decided... protein drink or oatmeal?&lt;br /&gt;C is for Career: Hairstylist by trade... wife and mom by choice!&lt;br /&gt;D is for Dog’s name: No dogs, yet!&lt;br /&gt;E is for Essential Item I use Everyday: Make-Up, I hate not wearing it!&lt;br /&gt;F is for Favorite T.V. Show: Too many to count!&lt;br /&gt;G is for Favorite Game: Baseball... I LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;H is for Hometown: M to the ESA&lt;br /&gt;I is for Instruments I play: None&lt;br /&gt;J is for Favorite Juice: Cranberry- or Cranergy!&lt;br /&gt;K is for Kitchen: My favorite room in my house, it is SO cute!&lt;br /&gt;L is Last Place I Ate out: XS Salon Cafe and Courtyard Bistro...MMMM!&lt;br /&gt;M is for Marriage: 6.5 years, going on 7!&lt;br /&gt;N is for Nickname: Affy&lt;br /&gt;O is for Overnight Hospital Stays: I have had a few, most recebt is when Odin was born.&lt;br /&gt;P is People I was with Today: My day just started, but I have been with Josh for a few moments.&lt;br /&gt;Q is for Quote: "No misfortune is so great that whining about it doesn't make it worse" Elder Jeffrey R. Holland&lt;br /&gt;R is for Biggest Regret:  I have a few, but "It doesn't matter... it is in de past"(name that movie)&lt;br /&gt;S is for Sport: BASEBALL! My new thing is cycling!&lt;br /&gt;T is for time I Woke up today: 4:30 am for cycling class at 5:15!&lt;br /&gt;U is for Favorite Piece of Undergarments: G’s!&lt;br /&gt;V is for Last Vacation you took: To Greer to see Aunt Karen&lt;br /&gt;W is for Worst Habit: Stressing!&lt;br /&gt;X is for X-rays I have had:  Teeth only... I think!&lt;br /&gt;Y is for Yummy Food You Ate Today: I haven't eaten yet!&lt;br /&gt;Z is for Zodiac: Taurus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-2171031552470456158?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/2171031552470456158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=2171031552470456158' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/2171031552470456158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/2171031552470456158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/10/is-for-age-24-b-is-for-breakfast-i.html' title='Me... from A-Z'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-2284900331410186268</id><published>2008-10-18T21:03:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T21:11:34.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>QUARANTINED!</title><content type='html'>For those of you wondering where the heck the Welkers are, the answer is... in bed on antibiotics with snot rags surrounding us!  All three of us came down with a sinus infection, which lead to more breathing treatments for Odin and lots of sleepless nights for us all!  I got bacteria in my ear and formed an absess - OUCH!- It has been a not so fun few weeks at the Welker house.  I have turned away my visting teachers, home teachers and just about anyone who wanted to cross our threshold (aside from my mom who came to do laundry, she is a life saver!)  Odin and Josh seem to be doing much better, but I am still a little under the weather (I think it is because I have been playing nurse!)  Thank you to my mom and Cindy for helping pick up the slack and letting me get some rest!  Thank you to Josh for doing the dishes and making me take a nap!  I am sorry if we have dropped of the deep end, but you really didn't want to see me with boogs and all!  I have lots to post about... my stupid HOA, the stupid Presidential Debates and Stupid people at Golfland... I swear... so many stupid things right now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-2284900331410186268?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/2284900331410186268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=2284900331410186268' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/2284900331410186268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/2284900331410186268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/10/quarantined.html' title='QUARANTINED!'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-4059616988597152748</id><published>2008-10-06T21:40:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T21:48:40.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Goulfland"</title><content type='html'>For the next month me and Carrie (friend from work)  are doing the makeup for the haunted house at Golfland.  We are having so much fun!  I am so thankful that Carrie has been there to collaborate with me on ideas and to help me get this done!  I have also been paying my niece Ashley to come and be an extra set of hands... she is having more fun than anyone!  Here are some pics I stole from Carrie's blog, I can't wait to put together a portfolio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SOro_geAa2I/AAAAAAAAAWA/doJn0bQCn3g/s1600-h/Haunetd+%231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SOro_geAa2I/AAAAAAAAAWA/doJn0bQCn3g/s320/Haunetd+%231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254268093026298722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SOro_pwYhVI/AAAAAAAAAWI/3SfnQ15PHNM/s1600-h/Haunted+%232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SOro_pwYhVI/AAAAAAAAAWI/3SfnQ15PHNM/s320/Haunted+%232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254268095519294802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SOro_uiFKoI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/kyP-_ocyxkc/s1600-h/Haunted+%233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SOro_uiFKoI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/kyP-_ocyxkc/s320/Haunted+%233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254268096801483394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SOro_w5GydI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Xn8S4yYvvwg/s1600-h/Haunted+%234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SOro_w5GydI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Xn8S4yYvvwg/s320/Haunted+%234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254268097434929618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-4059616988597152748?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/4059616988597152748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=4059616988597152748' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/4059616988597152748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/4059616988597152748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/10/goulfland.html' title='&quot;Goulfland&quot;'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SOro_geAa2I/AAAAAAAAAWA/doJn0bQCn3g/s72-c/Haunetd+%231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-7347837673959747424</id><published>2008-09-30T21:23:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T13:14:41.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Think PINK...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SOL7bJ-8rPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/F9MJBEev1ck/s1600-h/rib4s.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SOL7bJ-8rPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/F9MJBEev1ck/s320/rib4s.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252036559422401778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;October 1st marks a month of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;PINK&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; and a month of awareness.  Breast Cancer Awareness month is special to me in so many ways and I am proud to wear my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Pink Ribbon&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.  My entire life I have been told about the woman I look so much like, a woman whom I act so much like and the woman that "helped me down from Heaven" when I was born... my grandmother, Betty June Dorland.  My grandmother lost her battle with breast cancer on October 26, 1962, on my uncle's 4th birthday, my aunt was only 16 and my mom 15, she was not even 40 years old.  I have idolized her in pictures (she was a model) and longed to hear her voice and to know her.  Even though I do not remember leaving her side as I came to this earth, I know that she was their making sure I got here, to my mother. I know that she hated not being able to hold my mom's hand as my mom was in labor.  My mom has said that she feels like she sometimes forgets things about her mom and I think that my Grandmother made sure I had her read hair and her hands so my mom would see me and know that my Grandmother was always around.   My&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Grandmother has been my guardian angel and not a day goes by that I do not think of her.  She was a courageous woman, who loved her family and fought very hard to keep them together.  Although she is with our Father in Heaven, her legacy lives on through all of her posterity.  I will wear my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;PINK ribbon&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; to honor her and all those affected by breast cancer... the fighters, the survivers and their families.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-7347837673959747424?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/7347837673959747424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=7347837673959747424' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/7347837673959747424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/7347837673959747424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/09/think-pink.html' title='Think PINK...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SOL7bJ-8rPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/F9MJBEev1ck/s72-c/rib4s.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-5136993180667751222</id><published>2008-09-29T21:18:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T21:53:37.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Living the Gospel Courageously...</title><content type='html'>There has been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of buzz surrounding Prop 102 and the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints' stance on the subject, and I have decided to take my Dad's challenge and "Live the Gospel Courageously" and make my stance known to all who may read our blog... I will be voting "YES" to Prop 102!  I will not hide behind the ballot box curtain or quietly send in my ballot, I am going to shout it from the roof tops that I want to save the family and protect that which is most sacred to me.  I refuse to let the government tell me I must live in a world where "tolerance" is confused with "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;desensitivity&lt;/span&gt;" and where the sacred bonds of marriage and the family are being bended to the twisted ways of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Adversary&lt;/span&gt;!  I, like many of members of the LDS Church were educated on this bill in our Sunday meetings and I have been so enthused about it ever since!  We were not in our home ward on Sunday due to a family baby blessing, but the Sacrament talks were informative and uplifting!  I know that we are lead by a TRUE prophet and his words and guidance are the Word of God!  I bare &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;testimony&lt;/span&gt; to you that if we stand valiant behind our Prophet and march into this battle with the true armor of God, that Satan, the COWARD will retreat and the Army of God will prevail!  I am thankful for the knowledge of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;truthfulness&lt;/span&gt; of the Gospel and I extend the same challenge to you all, go forth into this wicked world and "Live the Gospel Courageously!"  Educate yourself and those around you!  Stand for truth and righteousness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-5136993180667751222?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/5136993180667751222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=5136993180667751222' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/5136993180667751222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/5136993180667751222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/09/living-gospel-courageously.html' title='Living the Gospel Courageously...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-575733879910086323</id><published>2008-09-26T16:07:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T16:25:48.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a DEEP breath...</title><content type='html'>As many of you know our Bear has asthma.  He has been put on albuteral syrup for it in the past and on our merry way we went.  This past week he started to get really congested and the weazing began (it is the most horrible sound to hear your baby fight for air). We haven't been sleeping the past few nights because of the constant coughing and heavy breathing (Teag that is why I wasn't at Boot Camp at 5:30 this morning!)We made an appointment today with Dr.Levitt to finally get to the bottom of this asthma stuff!  Odin tried to play and be normal as we waited for the doctor, but he was so tired and he was struggeling to breath normally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SN1ssSoN0HI/AAAAAAAAAVE/wQGYdd5kokk/s1600-h/breathing+machine+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SN1ssSoN0HI/AAAAAAAAAVE/wQGYdd5kokk/s320/breathing+machine+023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250472248754425970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be positive and wait to hear what the doc said before freaking out!  Dr. Levitt did some listenng and some poking around and decided that the syrup was not doing it's job and he gave us a stack off scripts and a breathing machine!  The worst part is, Odin will be on these meds until MAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SN1tEbfgBlI/AAAAAAAAAVM/kGNSvpz9WsQ/s1600-h/breathing+machine+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SN1tEbfgBlI/AAAAAAAAAVM/kGNSvpz9WsQ/s320/breathing+machine+024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250472663450650194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went to the pharmacy to pick up the medication I was a little shocked at the $60 I spent, our insurance usually covers all but $7 of most medications.  I really didn't care, I just wanted to get the stuff to fix my baby!  She then handed me two HUGE bags and a one reagular size prescription bag!  When I got home and started organizing our stuff for our new routine I read the labels and saw this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SN1uPzXPG1I/AAAAAAAAAVU/2QnVoaVKQmQ/s1600-h/breathing+machine+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SN1uPzXPG1I/AAAAAAAAAVU/2QnVoaVKQmQ/s320/breathing+machine+027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250473958348626770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My insurance saved me $7.79...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SN1uQSGVwTI/AAAAAAAAAVc/arZ_BRpoKYU/s1600-h/breathing+machine+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SN1uQSGVwTI/AAAAAAAAAVc/arZ_BRpoKYU/s320/breathing+machine+028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250473966599258418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My insurance saved us $136.89...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SN1uQ1DbKzI/AAAAAAAAAVk/yQDcySdlOOY/s1600-h/breathing+machine+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SN1uQ1DbKzI/AAAAAAAAAVk/yQDcySdlOOY/s320/breathing+machine+029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250473975982271282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My insurance saved me $329.29!  Now I know why people say kids are expensive!  I am so thankful for good employment and dang good insurance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-575733879910086323?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/575733879910086323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=575733879910086323' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/575733879910086323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/575733879910086323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/09/take-deep-breath.html' title='Take a DEEP breath...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SN1ssSoN0HI/AAAAAAAAAVE/wQGYdd5kokk/s72-c/breathing+machine+023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-5290719301230182048</id><published>2008-09-16T10:39:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T10:43:45.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We love "Aunt Header"...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SM_vj4wltqI/AAAAAAAAAU8/lB12kXJQKdE/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SM_vj4wltqI/AAAAAAAAAU8/lB12kXJQKdE/s320/022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246675490720560802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Odin eats and eats... I mean CONSTANTLY and he knows that when ever Aunt Heather is around that she will share with him... NO MATTER WHAT!  Heather was over the other day and we made popcorn, Odin had already eaten his bowl and quickly searched the room for Heather so he could ambush her!  He crawled up on her lap and shoved his mouth full of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  popcorn!  This picture is of her trying not to mind!  Thanks Aunt Heather for always sharing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-5290719301230182048?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/5290719301230182048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=5290719301230182048' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/5290719301230182048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/5290719301230182048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/09/we-love-aunt-header.html' title='We love &quot;Aunt Header&quot;...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SM_vj4wltqI/AAAAAAAAAU8/lB12kXJQKdE/s72-c/022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-8249926866773287742</id><published>2008-09-16T10:28:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T10:39:14.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Splash Pad with the Scows...</title><content type='html'>Last week we went on a play date with my "bestest" April and her boys.  I really do think that play dates are more fun for the moms than the kids!  We let the boys play and run around in the water then we were off to Paradise Bakery.  It was so much fun!  I love spending time with April... after our play date I sat and reflected on my life and I can't honestly think of a time that April hasn't been there!  We have known each other since we were born, we played in Primary together, we cheered at MJH together, we skipped class together, we were at each others weddings and visited each other in the hospital after babies were born.  I really do hope that Paxton and Odin are able to be as close as April and I have been!  Thanks for all the fun times girl... and here is to many more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SM_uQ77DWjI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vYKvlmC9cF0/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SM_uQ77DWjI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vYKvlmC9cF0/s320/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246674065640610354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SM_uRdD4HtI/AAAAAAAAAUc/2baLjOseTyQ/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SM_uRdD4HtI/AAAAAAAAAUc/2baLjOseTyQ/s320/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246674074535993042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SM_uRmdp45I/AAAAAAAAAUk/pLmuJJosRxU/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SM_uRmdp45I/AAAAAAAAAUk/pLmuJJosRxU/s320/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246674077060031378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SM_u6995DxI/AAAAAAAAAUs/hNYWHC59368/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SM_u6995DxI/AAAAAAAAAUs/hNYWHC59368/s320/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246674787743895314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SM_u7ChBEhI/AAAAAAAAAU0/_DxM6KqOjBc/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SM_u7ChBEhI/AAAAAAAAAU0/_DxM6KqOjBc/s320/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246674788964962834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-8249926866773287742?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/8249926866773287742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=8249926866773287742' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/8249926866773287742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/8249926866773287742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/09/splash-pad-with-scows.html' title='Splash Pad with the Scows...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SM_uQ77DWjI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vYKvlmC9cF0/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-883115734495900311</id><published>2008-09-05T08:53:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T09:01:11.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What mom?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SMFWtOqM7AI/AAAAAAAAAUM/fYl8HRlfii0/s1600-h/toy+box+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SMFWtOqM7AI/AAAAAAAAAUM/fYl8HRlfii0/s320/toy+box+005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242566776265174018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat behind Odin watching him try to get "that" perfect toy, you know the one at the very bottom of the toy box... he had no idea I was even there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SMFWfSwmqYI/AAAAAAAAAT0/sbPKnq4Uulw/s1600-h/toy+box+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SMFWfSwmqYI/AAAAAAAAAT0/sbPKnq4Uulw/s320/toy+box+004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242566536847600002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kept digging and digging to find the toy that would be worth all of this work... don't ask me which toy that is, he just kept digging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SMFWfzfGDpI/AAAAAAAAAUE/lDaCZFBLr_4/s1600-h/toy+box+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SMFWfzfGDpI/AAAAAAAAAUE/lDaCZFBLr_4/s320/toy+box+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242566545632530066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he decided to climb inside the toy box and as he turned around and saw me you could see he thought he was in trouble!  How could I be mad at those eyes?!  It is official... I LOVE this kid!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-883115734495900311?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/883115734495900311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=883115734495900311' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/883115734495900311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/883115734495900311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-mom.html' title='What mom?!'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SMFWtOqM7AI/AAAAAAAAAUM/fYl8HRlfii0/s72-c/toy+box+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-8272818903933339759</id><published>2008-09-04T16:07:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T16:20:50.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finaly... a REAL woman!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SMBq9b6_2TI/AAAAAAAAATs/f1ZFDSbEH_E/s1600-h/VP_SPALSH_HEADER.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SMBq9b6_2TI/AAAAAAAAATs/f1ZFDSbEH_E/s320/VP_SPALSH_HEADER.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242307569959033138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited for the upcoming election!  When Govenor Palin stood up (looking so chic) and with her head held high, I felt a sense of pride and strength that I have not felt in a long time!  She was so articulate and well put together, yet she seems so "real".  Her words of encourgement and pokes at the opposition were refreshing!  She has a great spirit about her and I am so happy that she stood up and was able to admit her family is not perfect (referring to her teenage daughter's pregnancy) but stood by her family values by not hiding her daughters unborn child.  I hear people criticize her for her daughter's pregnancy and it makes me angry!  Things happen and rather than turn her back on her daughter (which they would critisize her for that too) she stood up and let the world know that no matter what, she loves her family!  Thank you John McCain for choosing the right woman for the job!  I am hopeful that the McCain/Palin team will prevail and see it through to the Whitehouse!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-8272818903933339759?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/8272818903933339759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=8272818903933339759' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/8272818903933339759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/8272818903933339759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/09/finaly-real-woman.html' title='Finaly... a REAL woman!'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SMBq9b6_2TI/AAAAAAAAATs/f1ZFDSbEH_E/s72-c/VP_SPALSH_HEADER.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-2605503192283367550</id><published>2008-08-27T21:49:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T22:07:17.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life...UUGH!!!</title><content type='html'>I have been so stressed out the past few days and have managed not to lose my cool or have a "freak" out (as my husband so kindly has called my episodes) but some events that began last night have lead up to my need to expel some of my emotions!  Last nights' rain storm was much needed, but trying to keep a one year old, who is teething, asleep during what sounded like a war bombing, was a real task!  When my alarm went off at 6:45 am, after a night of no sleep I decided to go into work a little late and catch up on some much needed rest!  Thankfully my schedule allowed for the rest and I was able to sleep in until 9:30... then it was up and at em' to get ready for work and get Odin off to my mom (thanks for the help MiMi!)  I get to work and all is good, my day was steady and I was happy, but there is a woman at my work that just is not my fav!  She made one of her stupid comments and it took all I had not to reach across the counter and take out all of agression on her!  I had a pretty good rest of my day and went back to my mom's to see the Bear and wait for Heather to get home... she was in one of her moods and it was not so fun!  Odin has been alot more needy lately because of his teeth and I had to get home to try and get myself and my son back on to our routine and make sense of all of this!  I am sorry to my mom if I was a grouch tonight!  I walk in my house and all I can see is the dirty floor or the laundry to be done...uugh!  I have a list of things in my mind that need to get done and I feel like I have no time to do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now I am sitting here, with a load of laundry going, my gym bag packed, my lunch made and  listening to my son play at my feet... I should be thankful for this!  I know I always feel like nothing is done and I am running around in this rat race we call life never finding an end to my tasks... but I need to have a more eternal perspective!  My family is healthy and I have a roof over my head, food in my tummy, clothes on my back and the most amazing family of support that I could ever ask for!  Thank you for letting me vent and letting me regain my correct view on life!  I hope I am not the only crazy mom out there who needs to have a "freak" out every now and then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-2605503192283367550?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/2605503192283367550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=2605503192283367550' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/2605503192283367550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/2605503192283367550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/08/lifeuugh.html' title='life...UUGH!!!'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-5049331497169880727</id><published>2008-08-22T18:31:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T22:14:25.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Girl's Day out!</title><content type='html'>So, you hear when the, "Cat is away the mice will play," and while Logan (April's husband) was away on a hunting trip and Josh stayed home with Odin, she and I had a much needed girls day out!  We decided to have dinner and a movie and go shopping... the movie was wonderful and the food was nice and the shopping was cheap!  I bet you are wondering where we could do all of these wonderful things at such a low cost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SK9qHCLYLwI/AAAAAAAAATk/TuG-qz7ye1Y/s1600-h/mesa_lds_mormon_temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SK9qHCLYLwI/AAAAAAAAATk/TuG-qz7ye1Y/s320/mesa_lds_mormon_temple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237521560731397890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We started out day out at a 3:00 session and April had Prime Rib and I had Macadameia Mahi Mahi in the Temple Cafeteria and we shared some pie--- SSSHHHHH!  Then both of us thought since we were already over there we would head on over to the distribution center and gets some "G's"!  We had a great time and I feel so spiritually fed and uplifted!  Thank You April for inviting me!  I have decided that all of us ladies need a Temple day and we should set it up and ask our hubbies to stay home while we have a great "Dinner and a Movie" night!  Thanks Josh for staying home with the Bear!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-5049331497169880727?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/5049331497169880727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=5049331497169880727' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/5049331497169880727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/5049331497169880727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/08/girls-day-out.html' title='A Girl&apos;s Day out!'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SK9qHCLYLwI/AAAAAAAAATk/TuG-qz7ye1Y/s72-c/mesa_lds_mormon_temple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-5969008699833327483</id><published>2008-08-15T21:53:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T22:05:22.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quitter...</title><content type='html'>My trainer quite on Thursday!  I walked up to the training desk on Thursday morning and he told me it was his last day because he had received an offer to become the GM of a new Fitness Works in Gilbert...UGH!  I am really disappointed, I really like that he was an older more mature guy and never seemed to by cocky or touchy feely with me!  Now I am "trying" out a few new guys to see how we "connect" and if I feel comfortable with anyone else.  Those of you that know me know how much I HATE change and this is not a fun thing for me!  Our diet is going really well and as of Thursday I had lost 3 lbs!  I am really excited about the changes in my body and I think that is why I am so upset about my trainder leaving... I need to keep the momentum up so I can stay on track!  My cardio is seeming to get easier and I am staying motivated... when I get tired I say to myself, " I did not spend all of this money to give up!"  Josh tells me that I am a cheap skate, I just think I have great motivation!  Hopefully I don't eat these young guys alive!  At least if I don't like them I can not spend th emoney and I will have to find new motivation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-5969008699833327483?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/5969008699833327483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=5969008699833327483' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/5969008699833327483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/5969008699833327483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/08/quitter.html' title='A Quitter...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-8361284983741457470</id><published>2008-08-10T18:31:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T20:20:38.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am getting it together...</title><content type='html'>With my new CRAZY schedule with training and working and everything else, I have not stopped to update you all on all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Welker&lt;/span&gt; Happenings!  First off, I am SORE!  I really like my trainer and after my work out with him I do 2 miles on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;elliptical&lt;/span&gt; and throw in some more abs.  It has been kicking my butt, in a GOOD way!  Monday Josh and Jeff and myself are starting a cleanse program call &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Isagenix&lt;/span&gt;.  One of my clients/friends &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;introduced&lt;/span&gt; me to after she lost 30lbs using it!  We are all very excited!  Odin has cut his first two teeth!  I know, know... he is a little late in that area, but I am thankful that his risk for tooth decay has been reduced by 80% because of his late teeth!  (I know... I am a nerd!)  But most importantly two very important people in my life celebrated their birthdays this last week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My amazing mother-in-law, Cindy had a birthday on Friday!  We all went out to the Keg and ate some awesome grub!  We laughed and talked and just enjoyed each others company!  I am so blessed to have such a great 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; mom!  She is so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;compassionate&lt;/span&gt; and so selfless!  I am lucky to have her and Odin is lucky to get to spend so much time with her!  We love you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Cind&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SJ-Y0_hIA4I/AAAAAAAAATU/vjvYi2UkGX4/s1600-h/DSC00009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SJ-Y0_hIA4I/AAAAAAAAATU/vjvYi2UkGX4/s320/DSC00009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233069328198796162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday my nephew &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;JT&lt;/span&gt; turned 9!  Nate and Brandi had a pool party at their house and I of course have not kicked this cold of mine and wasn't feeling up to it!  We went but Josh and I stayed back at the house while Odin went swimming with everyone... it was at the pool that my mom realized Odin cut his first 2 teeth!  I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;apparently&lt;/span&gt; a horrible mother because I didn't have  a clue!  I had seen them coming but didn't know they had made their Grand Entrance!  We had fun at the party and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;JT&lt;/span&gt; is getting so big!  I can still remember the day he was born!  Mom and I were in the waiting room at Banner &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Baywood&lt;/span&gt; and Nate came walking through the double doors (trying not to cry!) and he just put his hands over his face and said, "He has the chubbiest little cheeks."  He hugged us both and we all sat and cried!  He was the first and only one of my niece and nephews that I as able to there and be apart of the process!  I remember holding him and thinking how beautiful he was!  I love you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;JT&lt;/span&gt; and am so proud to be your aunt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SJ-boZgcqmI/AAAAAAAAATc/MpvHmFdsBGc/s1600-h/jt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SJ-boZgcqmI/AAAAAAAAATc/MpvHmFdsBGc/s320/jt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233072410371861090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-8361284983741457470?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/8361284983741457470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=8361284983741457470' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/8361284983741457470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/8361284983741457470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-getting-it-together.html' title='I am getting it together...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SJ-Y0_hIA4I/AAAAAAAAATU/vjvYi2UkGX4/s72-c/DSC00009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-7450369596328932396</id><published>2008-07-30T21:17:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T21:28:12.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"So... this is love..."</title><content type='html'>When I married Josh I knew he was not the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ooey&lt;/span&gt;-gooey" romantic type and I was content with that fact.  I have never expected rose petals on the bed or a candle lit dinner, he is far more simple and realistic.  Josh knows that there is no better way to make me happy then to take some of the "load" off of my plate and don the more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;practical&lt;/span&gt; things that male my life easier  I have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;battling&lt;/span&gt; a cold &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; past few days and the dishes have piled up, the floors needed to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;vacuumed&lt;/span&gt; and the house just needed to be picked up in general!  Josh knows how much I hate a dirty home and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;stress&lt;/span&gt; out when things are messy!  I came home tonight to a freshly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;vacuumed&lt;/span&gt; floor and couch (if you know Josh, he HATES to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;vacuum&lt;/span&gt;!).  All of Odin's toys placed nicely in their "corner"  the bedroom picked up and bed made and all of my dishes done!  I turned around after looking at the kitchen and saw this... I know it isn't a poem or a love letter, but it is the best thing I could have ever seen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SJE--FIACFI/AAAAAAAAATM/aVV_RIo_Pfw/s1600-h/love+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SJE--FIACFI/AAAAAAAAATM/aVV_RIo_Pfw/s320/love+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229029878602401874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am truly blessed to have such a great husband!  I love you too baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-7450369596328932396?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/7450369596328932396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=7450369596328932396' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/7450369596328932396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/7450369596328932396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-this-is-love.html' title='&quot;So... this is love...&quot;'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SJE--FIACFI/AAAAAAAAATM/aVV_RIo_Pfw/s72-c/love+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-4514268251084502338</id><published>2008-07-27T20:46:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T21:00:23.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Birthday Bash!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SI1CTIX-6xI/AAAAAAAAASU/oAyWwI4AC4M/s1600-h/Odin%27s+1st+Bday+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SI1CTIX-6xI/AAAAAAAAASU/oAyWwI4AC4M/s320/Odin%27s+1st+Bday+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227907638880037650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night we invited everyone over for Odin's first birthday party, it was so fun!  The entire "LEGO" themed party was inspired from a cake I found in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;amateur&lt;/span&gt; cake making book and the fun spread from there!  I made handmade "LEGO" invitations and we had the entire house decked in primary colors.  I was very happy with the way it all turned out!  Thank you to all that came and helped us celebrate, we love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SI1CTU_7yCI/AAAAAAAAASc/PVxq70mfxnI/s1600-h/Odin%27s+1st+Bday+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SI1CTU_7yCI/AAAAAAAAASc/PVxq70mfxnI/s320/Odin%27s+1st+Bday+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227907642268829730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks Mimi and Aunt Heather for your help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SI1CULO3sGI/AAAAAAAAASk/9QsrePoZHWo/s1600-h/Odin%27s+1st+Bday+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SI1CULO3sGI/AAAAAAAAASk/9QsrePoZHWo/s320/Odin%27s+1st+Bday+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227907656826990690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SI1DsCNwxuI/AAAAAAAAASs/nv4GDTULK2Q/s1600-h/Odin%27s+1st+Bday+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SI1DsCNwxuI/AAAAAAAAASs/nv4GDTULK2Q/s320/Odin%27s+1st+Bday+019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227909166234912482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odin had so much fun playing with his cousins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SI1Dsl5ynBI/AAAAAAAAAS0/OsoHn1KeF5E/s1600-h/Odin%27s+1st+Bday+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SI1Dsl5ynBI/AAAAAAAAAS0/OsoHn1KeF5E/s320/Odin%27s+1st+Bday+030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227909175814822930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SI1Ds7D62fI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Sx-eaVuB5fE/s1600-h/Odin%27s+1st+Bday+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SI1Ds7D62fI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Sx-eaVuB5fE/s320/Odin%27s+1st+Bday+024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227909181494450674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later we saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Aiden&lt;/span&gt; trying not to chew what was in his mouth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SI1DtWfeROI/AAAAAAAAATE/x8KJxKKD6wI/s1600-h/Odin%27s+1st+Bday+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SI1DtWfeROI/AAAAAAAAATE/x8KJxKKD6wI/s320/Odin%27s+1st+Bday+025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227909188857775330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We soon found out what is was!&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/4821772180123810082-4514268251084502338?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/4514268251084502338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=4514268251084502338' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/4514268251084502338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/4514268251084502338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/07/birthday-bash.html' title='A Birthday Bash!'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SI1CTIX-6xI/AAAAAAAAASU/oAyWwI4AC4M/s72-c/Odin%27s+1st+Bday+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-1573336113024463071</id><published>2008-07-25T08:27:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T08:46:46.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To the Man of my dreams...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SIn1TG0NGeI/AAAAAAAAASI/hYJ82IXO-6c/s1600-h/backyard+fun+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SIn1TG0NGeI/AAAAAAAAASI/hYJ82IXO-6c/s320/backyard+fun+004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226978551136066018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you for being so strong and so kind.  Thank you for loving me with every fiber of your being.  Thank you for the constant support and for holding me through all of the hard times.  I am so grateful to have you in my life and to married to you for eternity!  You are my rock and my strength and because of you I am a better person!  I love you baby!  Happy 28th Birthday! xoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-1573336113024463071?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/1573336113024463071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=1573336113024463071' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/1573336113024463071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/1573336113024463071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-man-of-my-dreams.html' title='To the Man of my dreams...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SIn1TG0NGeI/AAAAAAAAASI/hYJ82IXO-6c/s72-c/backyard+fun+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-6248663372060992975</id><published>2008-07-23T23:10:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T23:27:35.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"One year older and wiser too"...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SIgdDz3gb4I/AAAAAAAAASA/ETdbdzx0N0c/s1600-h/Mexico+2008+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SIgdDz3gb4I/AAAAAAAAASA/ETdbdzx0N0c/s320/Mexico+2008+019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226459318863294338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can hardly believe that in just a few short hours it will be exactly a year ago that we headed to the hospital to have our little guy!  That was such a great night and I am so thankful to all of you that were there to help us welcome Odin to the world!  As my heart is filled with emotions, I think of all of the wonderful things that I have been able to experience with Odin, so here is our 12 month list of  milestones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Month 1:  Odin was such a good nurser!  We had lost of bonding time and it is a time that I will cherish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Month 2:  He was born with some hair, but it seemed like at 2 months he got these crazy wild hairs growing out of the top of his head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Month 3:  Odin scared the doctor at his 3 month check by almost rolling off of the table!  She couldn't believe how strong he was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Month 4:  After many sleepless nights we finally started to get some rest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Month 5:  Scooting and trying to crawl, we had to start padding the floors because of how mobile he was becoming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Month 6:  Finally crawling and beginning to pull himself up!  I was scared to DEATH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Month 7:  Odin decided he didn't want to nurse any more!  It was a hard transition for Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Month 8:  Started to associate the words, "Momma and Daddy"  with the actual people!  He started to say, "Bye-Bye" and loves to give lost of kisses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Month 9:  Odin realized who strangers where and would not let just anyone hold him anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Month 10:  Gave up on baby food almost all together, he much prefers a grilled cheese sandwich or anything on his Daddy's plate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Month 11:  Started taking more that just a few steps, he stared to walk across small distances!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Month 12:  He is a walking man!  He has upgraded to the big boy seat.  Now can identify toys you ask him to go get, such as : the ball, kangaroo, Diego and trucks!  He still doesn't have any teeth, but does not let that get in the way of eating anything he wants! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past year has been the best of my life!  I am so thankful that I have been allowed to experience life through my little Bear's eyes!  Happy Birthday Bear!  I want you to know how much you are loved and how thankful I am that you chose me to me your mommy!  "I will love you forever and like you for always, as long as I am living my baby you will be!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-6248663372060992975?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/6248663372060992975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=6248663372060992975' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/6248663372060992975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/6248663372060992975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-year-older-and-wiser-too.html' title='&quot;One year older and wiser too&quot;...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SIgdDz3gb4I/AAAAAAAAASA/ETdbdzx0N0c/s72-c/Mexico+2008+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-696598678490637523</id><published>2008-07-23T22:43:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T23:10:15.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva La MEXICO!!!!</title><content type='html'>My cousin Mark and his beautiful wife Ryan let us rent their condo in Rocky Point.  The house was GORGOUSE and it was such a fun trip!  We went swimming in some of the most amazing pools I have ever seen, swam up to the bar to get virgin Pina Coladas and relaxed in the hot tubs and on the beach.  Some truly great memories were made and we are so thankful to Mark and Ryan for their generosity and want to tell them how much we LOVE them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SIgZ6KtSV2I/AAAAAAAAAR4/0FBlBoL18W8/s1600-h/Mexico+2008+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SIgZ6KtSV2I/AAAAAAAAAR4/0FBlBoL18W8/s320/Mexico+2008+040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226455854660867938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and Odin walking to the pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SIgZq9Kv_qI/AAAAAAAAARQ/coBaDWX0e9I/s1600-h/Mexico+2008+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SIgZq9Kv_qI/AAAAAAAAARQ/coBaDWX0e9I/s320/Mexico+2008+024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226455593328311970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mimi and Odin on the roof patio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SIgYitC8XoI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/jQIKd9kaoiE/s1600-h/Mexico+2008+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SIgYitC8XoI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/jQIKd9kaoiE/s320/Mexico+2008+012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226454352050019970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and Odin on the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SIgY4_oJgOI/AAAAAAAAARI/n3ZWbfdzIv0/s1600-h/Mexico+2008+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SIgY4_oJgOI/AAAAAAAAARI/n3ZWbfdzIv0/s320/Mexico+2008+033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226454734995030242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odin LOVED kissing his cousin Hunter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SIgZr8aqjII/AAAAAAAAARg/cONzNyyvM6g/s1600-h/Mexico+2008+052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SIgZr8aqjII/AAAAAAAAARg/cONzNyyvM6g/s320/Mexico+2008+052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226455610306497666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh and the boys had fun playing the 360&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SIgZsrO9akI/AAAAAAAAARw/09lEVeCtb_g/s1600-h/Mexico+2008+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SIgZsrO9akI/AAAAAAAAARw/09lEVeCtb_g/s320/Mexico+2008+030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226455622873868866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate lots of yummy stuff, Jordan also tried some new stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SIgZrW4AUpI/AAAAAAAAARY/7qJpqjOtnkA/s1600-h/Mexico+2008+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SIgZrW4AUpI/AAAAAAAAARY/7qJpqjOtnkA/s320/Mexico+2008+050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226455600229012114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was such a great trip!  I can't wait for our cruise!&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/4821772180123810082-696598678490637523?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/696598678490637523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=696598678490637523' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/696598678490637523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/696598678490637523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/07/viva-la-mexico.html' title='Viva La MEXICO!!!!'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SIgZ6KtSV2I/AAAAAAAAAR4/0FBlBoL18W8/s72-c/Mexico+2008+040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-8407892208989861542</id><published>2008-07-22T22:38:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T22:51:39.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lord's not so sutble messages to me...</title><content type='html'>I know I have said this many times before, but Heavenly Father seems to find ways of shouting things that I NEED to hear (a still small voice does not work for us stubborn folk)  I have all of these things to post about, things that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seem&lt;/span&gt; important to me, then I come across this and I feel like my other, more fun things to post need to be put on the back burner.  This story was such a spiritual boost for me and a reminder of many things.  I was sitting on my mom's couch today thinking that this time last year I was HUGE pregnant, miserable and wishing Odin would finally make his entrance!  I had been so sick and so unhappy as a pregnant woman and yes, at times I felt sorry for myself!  I have struggled with deciding when to get pregnant again and I know the Adversary has been working very hard to remind me of the hardships of being pregnant and how much I HATED it, then I read this!  What I love most about this article is that the woman does not come out in the end and say that she felt bad for her feelings, but she gained a better understanding of why we go through these things and what a blessing it to learn what true sacrifice is.  I am thankful that Heavenly Father has blessed me with a sure knowledge of his plan and that (even though I may not enjoy it) that I am able to conceive and give birth to a healthy child.  I am thankful that I am part of His plan and I have a purpose and a role that is of Divine Nature.  I hope all of you women get to feel of our Father in Heaven's love as you read this article... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.ldsmag.com/articles/080527sacrifice.html#top&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-8407892208989861542?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/8407892208989861542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=8407892208989861542' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/8407892208989861542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/8407892208989861542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/07/lords-not-so-sutble-messages-to-me.html' title='The Lord&apos;s not so sutble messages to me...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-4646193753844580939</id><published>2008-07-14T22:21:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T22:25:32.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The wait is OVER...</title><content type='html'>Odin has declared his independence and is full on walking now!  He just got up one day, after months of stumbling and trying, and never stopped going!  He is so cute and getting better and stronger everyday!  He loves to walk over to Josh and grab his hand and guide him through the house!  I love it!  I am sure in a few weeks, after I have run all over heck and back after him, I will miss him crawling much slower!  He has also upgraded to the BIG BOY car seat (it had a BIG BOY price tag as well!), we leave for Mexico on Wednesday morning and I figured he would do much better on the trip, forward facing and not all cramped into the little seat!  I will post lots of pictures and video from our vacation when we get back!  So for ow, ADIOS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-4646193753844580939?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/4646193753844580939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=4646193753844580939' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/4646193753844580939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/4646193753844580939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/07/wait-is-over.html' title='The wait is OVER...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-8390988104364377450</id><published>2008-07-07T22:09:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T22:22:55.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I FINALLY decided to do it...</title><content type='html'>I have come the realization that motherhood really does mean being "selfless" and putting your children first.  I also have realized that being a mother demands that we as moms need to take time for ourselves and take better care of the women that we are.  I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gotten&lt;/span&gt; back down to the weight I was before I got pregnant with Odin, but as most of you know, I lost almost 20lbs during my first and second trimester and I have never gotten back down to my "ideal" weight.  I am constantly trying to eat better and get to the gym, but this extra skin around my midsection and my core strength has never gotten back to the way I would like it!  Today I went down to my gym and I signed up for a trainer 3 times a week and I will be starting a new eating regiment that will hopefully, in combination with the trainer, will get me to my desired &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;look a&lt;/span&gt;nd&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; feel.  The first thing the trainer asked me was, " What do you want out of this?"  To which I replied, " I want to be STRONG!"  He matched me up with a trainer who specializes in core strengthening and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;MMA&lt;/span&gt; ( mixed martial arts) and I couldn't be more excited!  It helps too, that I have a husband who stands behind me 100% and will be my biggest fan during the entire transformation!  Josh... what can I say?... I love and appreciate you more that I could ever say!  I am blogging about this as my public announcement of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tru&lt;/span&gt;e commitment to being healthier and stronger!  I am sure I will be blogging during my hard times and I will look to you all for support, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;forgive&lt;/span&gt; me now when I blog when I am hungry and sore!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-8390988104364377450?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/8390988104364377450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=8390988104364377450' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/8390988104364377450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/8390988104364377450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-finally-decided-to-do-it.html' title='I FINALLY decided to do it...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-6885535362462847827</id><published>2008-06-30T21:58:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T22:03:28.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to be an "Official" grown up, so I need your help!</title><content type='html'>I am finishing up the last details on Odin's birthday invitations and I realized that I do not have an address book with everyone's information!  I usually wait and call everyone to get addresses or then I realize someone has moved and I can't use the address (if I even still have it on hand).  This is my step into adulthood that I need all of your help with!  If you would all please email me your current address, phone numbers, emails, blog addresses and any other information you feel like sharing with me I would appreciate it!  Thank you!  Affygirl@msn.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-6885535362462847827?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/6885535362462847827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=6885535362462847827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/6885535362462847827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/6885535362462847827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-need-to-be-official-grown-up-so-i.html' title='I need to be an &quot;Official&quot; grown up, so I need your help!'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-8290583472012352596</id><published>2008-06-24T16:35:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T17:21:37.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My momma is "21" Again!</title><content type='html'>My mom's AC died yesterday, so my mom and Heather stayed over at our house last night!  My mom got up and made everyone breakfast... and it is HER birthday today... shouldn't I have made HER breakfast?  She says she did it because she was thankful to have a cool AC place to sleep!  Just leave it to my mom, to make everything about everyone else!  I just wanted to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY to the greatest lady in the whole world!  I love you and I am SOOOOO thankful for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this picture, my mom was so great the day Odin was born and I am so appreciative of all she does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SGGPOX-FR4I/AAAAAAAAAQw/Ft2JY4mXWmo/s1600-h/DSC00015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SGGPOX-FR4I/AAAAAAAAAQw/Ft2JY4mXWmo/s320/DSC00015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215607320587093890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-8290583472012352596?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/8290583472012352596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=8290583472012352596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/8290583472012352596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/8290583472012352596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-momma-is-21-again.html' title='My momma is &quot;21&quot; Again!'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SGGPOX-FR4I/AAAAAAAAAQw/Ft2JY4mXWmo/s72-c/DSC00015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-9180838681392703852</id><published>2008-06-21T22:14:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T12:47:55.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I promised Teagan I would do this...</title><content type='html'>We recently had a medical team added to out salon.  They do anything from microderm abrasion, peels, botox and lasor hair removal.  They were running a special (until the end of June) for a microderm abrasion and a chemical peel combo for $89.00.  I decided to try it out at such a great price... it is usually $150.00.  I called Teagan on my way to my appointment and she asked me to blog about my experience and the results... so here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went in at 10:00 on Friday morning of last week, she had me fill out some ppwk and sign my life away on the dotted line :)   We chit chatted about my desired outcome... I have really dry skin and because of that I get really bad clogged pores!  I wanted to get that "glow" back to my skin that I once had and possibly lighten some of my freckles.  She assured me that the combo of the two services would get me on track to my desired look.  she then put on a cleanser of some sort and began the microderm... quite the interesting feeling!  It is like a tiny vacuum that as it sucks in your skin a cat is licking your face at the same time!  It didn't hurt, but got a little annoying around my nose and outer area around me eyes.  All in all, it actually made my skin feel great, all the blood was rushing to the surface and it felt warm and full!  Then was the chemical peel, it was a pretty pleasant experience as well!  She would ask me on a scale of 1-10 (10 being hottest) how warm my face felt.  It would warm up then cool down, it did this a few times and then we were done!  She instructed me that my skin would start to peel and flake in about 2 days and to just keep my face super hydrated and not scrub!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face sure did peel!  I hate that feeling, it would itch and peel!  I looked pretty scary and had to deal with it! (thankfully were at the cabin!)  After a few days of pretty severe peeling it has started to subside!  I can see how much more clear my pores are and my skin feels tighter and more youthful!  I was able to see some of the deeper clogged pores and have them extracted... they were gross!  I think my skin likes the micro/peel combo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided that I will be adding this to my new regiment!  I mean, I don't pay for my hair, or my nails and I get a discount on this stuff, so I am going to splurge a little!  I am thinking of a foto facial for my few broken capillaries and it also helps lighten the freckles!  I am excited to see how much better my skin can do with this new treatment!  If you guys are interested in the medical spa or have any questions you can leave me a comment or call the salon at 480-820-9797!  Consultations are free and you can come in and get your hair done too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-9180838681392703852?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/9180838681392703852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=9180838681392703852' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/9180838681392703852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/9180838681392703852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-promised-teagan-i-would-do-this.html' title='I promised Teagan I would do this...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-5169528266223481434</id><published>2008-06-14T19:18:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T20:28:37.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day...</title><content type='html'>As many of you know, Father's Day has been a lost holiday for me, until about 6 years ago!  With me growing up mostly without a dad, this day seemed like any other day.  I would get up and eat breakfast and then I would go to church, it wasn't until church that I would feel much of anything regarding this holiday.  I would make it through the speakers given homage to their fathers and telling fun stories of their childhoods, then it would happen... the primary kids would stand up and sing their medley, which always included, "I'm So Glad When Daddy Comes Home."  The intro would play and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;then&lt;/span&gt; I would well up with tears!  That song reminds me of the dad I used to have and the fun times.  When I  married Josh, Father's Day regained its' holiday &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;happy &lt;/span&gt;status, because I had a Dad again!  Jeff took me in as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt; daughter and never has treated me any different!  I am thankful to have a dad that makes me want to sing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; song again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    This year Father's Day takes on an entirely new meaning to me, because I get to see the man that I married be the Dad that I am proud to say fathered my son!  He is so gentle, yet fun and so kind, yet playful all at the same time!  Odin's eyes light up when he sees Josh, just as mine used to when I would see my dad!  Josh is the greatest father I could have ever chosen for my children and I love him even more because of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I need to pay a special tribute to all of the men in my life that have had a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fatherly role&lt;/span&gt;: Josh, Dad, Nathan, Jeff (aka Daddy), Grandpa Welker, Grandpa Benson and most importantly to my Father in Heaven for his kindness and unconditional love!  Happy Father's Day to all of you dads out there, may you know how special you are to us all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some very special pictures that were taken the day Odin was born...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SFSBJGicYCI/AAAAAAAAAQg/bbYy-EsrjZU/s1600-h/DSC00004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SFSBJGicYCI/AAAAAAAAAQg/bbYy-EsrjZU/s320/DSC00004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211932662148390946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa (Jeff) holding Odin and Dad (Josh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SFSBl_p-cuI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Jvzk7Bq1WwQ/s1600-h/DSC00005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SFSBl_p-cuI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Jvzk7Bq1WwQ/s320/DSC00005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211933158517142242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Owner/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-6.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great Grandpa Welker, Grandpa (Jeff) holding Odin and Dad (Josh)&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/4821772180123810082-5169528266223481434?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/5169528266223481434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=5169528266223481434' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/5169528266223481434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/5169528266223481434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/06/fathers-day.html' title='Father&apos;s Day...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SFSBJGicYCI/AAAAAAAAAQg/bbYy-EsrjZU/s72-c/DSC00004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-3249835030317774389</id><published>2008-06-11T22:47:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T23:03:01.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Pray...</title><content type='html'>Today started out as any other of my crazy days, then at a round lunch time it all changed.  I was working on a client when I saw my phone ring (it was on silent, I just saw the light go on) I didn't know the number so I let them leave a message.  After finishing up my highlight I checked my voice mail, it was my wonderful Relief Society Pres., she first said that she wanted me to know that she loves me and to tell me about a funeral being held for the child of a family in our ward.  The name did not ring a bell, but I immediately called back!  I am really bad with names and especially last names, so I asked her to describe the family she was speaking of (out of respect I will not name the family or the child), then it hit me, this little guy she was referring to was only a few months older than Odin and his mom and I would sit in the mother's lounge and nurse during sacrament when the boys were small.  My heart sank and the tears began to poor down my cheeks, I could not hold back my deep sadness and pain.  I sat in the break room of the salon just sobbing, then I asked her how it happened.  The reason why I am even posting about this is to inform all of you out there with small kids of this tragedy and to hopefully help us all to avoid it from happening in our own homes.  The Mom and Dad were out of town and her sister was watching the 3 kids, she went in to check on the little boy early Monday morning and he had the cord from the window blinds wrapped around his neck and he was blue.  The paramedics worked on him for 45 minutes but were unable to resesitate him. &lt;br /&gt;    My heart has been aching all day long and my mind racing a mile a minute.  I am so scared and cannot begin to understand the family's pain, but I can only imagine how much they must hurt.  I just wanted to sit and cry for the rest of the day, but I had to pull it together and make it through work.  I just need to tell all of you about this sad story, I want us all to be aware of how fast things can change in our lives.  I have been so grief stricken that I couldn't even think straight, then I felt the calm warm comfort of the Spirit tonight, I know that this little guy has another purpose and that Heavenly Father hates to see his children in pain, but He needed the little guy back with him.  I am thankful for the Church and the support we have being members of it and I am so thankful for the Plan of Salvation and that we can be together forever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-3249835030317774389?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/3249835030317774389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=3249835030317774389' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/3249835030317774389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/3249835030317774389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/06/please-pray.html' title='Please Pray...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-2204083470391036825</id><published>2008-06-05T19:59:00.015-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T20:48:01.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Answers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, I, like Nicole found that I need to disqualify my sis-in-law Brandi from the contest... we are just TOO close for it to be fair!  Then my next &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dilemma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; surfaces, we had a tie!  These two people also have no need for my salon gift card because one of them has a salon in the family and the other is getting her hair done by me tomorrow before she moves to Chicago for the summer!  I have decided each one of them will get something more specific for them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cecia&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  I will buy you some diapers--- I know you will need them since baby Jack just got here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SEiw9kj9jiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/p9D5SOvieLw/s1600-h/cecia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SEiw9kj9jiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/p9D5SOvieLw/s320/cecia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208607540886998562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nicole-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is a hard one for me...  after researching your blog I thought a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jamba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Juice Gift Card would be suitable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SEixXEj9jjI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/QYpIRIkBr4c/s1600-h/c%26n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SEixXEj9jjI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/QYpIRIkBr4c/s320/c%26n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208607978973662770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now for the answers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Josh shares his birthday with... his Uncle Scott!  Yes, Odin was born the day before, but Uncle Scott and Josh share the EXACT same birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Odin's name means... His name is derived from the Norse God of War!  Josh picked it out because it sounded tough!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SEiv00j9jgI/AAAAAAAAAP4/XLh5GpMoWfo/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SEiv00j9jgI/AAAAAAAAAP4/XLh5GpMoWfo/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208606291051515394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3.  Afton's first car was... Technically it was a 1999 Chevy S10 Pickup, but was soon replaced by the Probe- I know the nickname you were hinting to Brandice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SEiuq0j9jdI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ntozffdi03c/s1600-h/s10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SEiuq0j9jdI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ntozffdi03c/s320/s10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208605019741195730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4.  Josh's favorite place on earth is... Disneyland!  Our last trip there was not such a favorite trip, but still to his favorite place!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SEivP0j9jeI/AAAAAAAAAPo/jflUUD_1HPc/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SEivP0j9jeI/AAAAAAAAAPo/jflUUD_1HPc/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208605655396355554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5.  Afton's best friend is... Darci!  I call her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Darciquenia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SEito0j9jcI/AAAAAAAAAPY/YGFdADLLoeA/s1600-h/Darci+%283%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SEito0j9jcI/AAAAAAAAAPY/YGFdADLLoeA/s320/Darci+%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208603885869829570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6.  Josh's elementary school is... Highland Arts Academy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7.  The doc I last worked for was... Dr.Davis (side note... Dr. Davis also shares a b-day w/Josh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SEiwJkj9jhI/AAAAAAAAAQA/7-4KrYtHWb8/s1600-h/dd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SEiwJkj9jhI/AAAAAAAAAQA/7-4KrYtHWb8/s320/dd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208606647533800978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8.  Josh's childhood best friend (other than Matt, come on people, he had 6 years before Matt came along, he had to have another friend!)... Justin Jarvis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SEix0kj9jkI/AAAAAAAAAQY/KZZgVGIPJpc/s1600-h/j.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SEix0kj9jkI/AAAAAAAAAQY/KZZgVGIPJpc/s320/j.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208608485779803714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9. Afton has how many ear piercings... 3, but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cecia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; you get bonus points for knowing I used to have my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cartilage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; pierced!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  Our cats names are... Anus and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- DON'T ASK WHY:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SEivbEj9jfI/AAAAAAAAAPw/gfHPTwBDdgs/s1600-h/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SEivbEj9jfI/AAAAAAAAAPw/gfHPTwBDdgs/s320/cats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208605848669883890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you all for participating!  I had fun reading your answers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-2204083470391036825?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/2204083470391036825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=2204083470391036825' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/2204083470391036825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/2204083470391036825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/06/answers.html' title='Answers...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SEiw9kj9jiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/p9D5SOvieLw/s72-c/cecia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-8554118748964901836</id><published>2008-06-03T21:01:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T21:12:38.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How well do you know us?</title><content type='html'>I am stealing this idea from Nicole's blog, I think it is so fun!  Whomever answers the most questions about us correctly, I will give you a gift certificate to my salon for a free haircut (a $53 value) and lunch at our bistro on me!  Here are the questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Josh shares his birthday with a family member... who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  What does Odin's name mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  What was Afton's first car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Where is Josh's favorite place on earth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  What is Afton's best friend's name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  What elementary school did Josh go to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Name the doctor Afton last worked for before starting to do hair...&lt;br /&gt;1.)Dr. Hunt  2.)Dr.Guffey 3.)Dr. Davis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  What is the name of Josh's childhood best friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  How many piercings does Afton have in her ears?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  What are the names of our cats?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see your answers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-8554118748964901836?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/8554118748964901836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=8554118748964901836' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/8554118748964901836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/8554118748964901836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-well-do-you-know-us.html' title='How well do you know us?'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-7360717083982513093</id><published>2008-06-02T22:23:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T22:37:05.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday MATTY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SETXNUj9jYI/AAAAAAAAAO4/MC22FaYozgM/s1600-h/DSC00266+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SETXNUj9jYI/AAAAAAAAAO4/MC22FaYozgM/s320/DSC00266+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207523693004950914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today Matt turned 22!  He is so special to our family and we love him SO much!  When I married into this family, I was not expecting to get the little brother I always wanted!  Matt and Josh are as close as brothers can be and I am so proud to call Matt &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my &lt;/span&gt;brother!  This picture captures how they feel about each other like no other picture I have.  It was taken the day Odin was born after Matt had sat with us all night and day!  He was uncomfortable with the "delivery" thing, but he was there to support his best friend, his brother!  Matt was actually the first person to hold Odin after Josh and I!  He is an amazing son, brother, uncle, friend and husband!  We are so proud of the man you have become!  We love you Matty!  Happy Birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-7360717083982513093?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/7360717083982513093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=7360717083982513093' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/7360717083982513093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/7360717083982513093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday-matty.html' title='Happy Birthday MATTY!!!!'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SETXNUj9jYI/AAAAAAAAAO4/MC22FaYozgM/s72-c/DSC00266+%282%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-1068023644712903154</id><published>2008-05-29T21:34:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T21:40:29.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Primary children sang as they walked..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SD-E9ZGmasI/AAAAAAAAAOw/C3OQrfEhk5E/s1600-h/starting+to+walk%21+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SD-E9ZGmasI/AAAAAAAAAOw/C3OQrfEhk5E/s320/starting+to+walk%21+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206025884509039298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odin has been trying to walk since the day he started to crawl and with the help of his new toy, he is closer to achieving his goal!  Josh and I were just chit chatting when we looked over and saw Odin take his first long stretch of ground with his new  walking toy, he has attempted small steps, but tonight he made it across the floor!  After he ran into the dining room table Josh had to help steer him around so he could walk even more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SD-E05GmarI/AAAAAAAAAOo/IxNO3jbOOdE/s1600-h/starting+to+walk%21+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SD-E05GmarI/AAAAAAAAAOo/IxNO3jbOOdE/s320/starting+to+walk%21+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206025738480151218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-1068023644712903154?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/1068023644712903154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=1068023644712903154' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/1068023644712903154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/1068023644712903154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/05/primary-children-sang-as-they-walked.html' title='&quot;The Primary children sang as they walked...&quot;'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SD-E9ZGmasI/AAAAAAAAAOw/C3OQrfEhk5E/s72-c/starting+to+walk%21+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-2501551535951731849</id><published>2008-05-27T22:41:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T22:45:57.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He is starting young...</title><content type='html'>I will start by saying that I LOVE my husband and he has so many wonderful qualities about him, however he does not like to shop!  I know, I know... most husbands hate shopping, but I had hopes that even though I gave birth to a boy, that maybe I could mold him to SUPER husband and teach him the art of retail therapy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SDzxOJGmapI/AAAAAAAAAOY/G0RFbEY_958/s1600-h/shopping+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SDzxOJGmapI/AAAAAAAAAOY/G0RFbEY_958/s320/shopping+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205300494597515922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was WRONG!!!!  I took him to my heaven on earth... Target... and he just slept!  Like father like son!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-2501551535951731849?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/2501551535951731849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=2501551535951731849' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/2501551535951731849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/2501551535951731849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/05/he-is-starting-young.html' title='He is starting young...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SDzxOJGmapI/AAAAAAAAAOY/G0RFbEY_958/s72-c/shopping+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-7650034301548612491</id><published>2008-05-18T19:15:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T19:26:14.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation 2008 summed up...</title><content type='html'>We had the luxury of going ton Carlsbad CA for a week and spending our family vacation with Cindy and Jeff.  There was a whole lot of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SDDjP0KQVtI/AAAAAAAAANs/oltY9Yx-7ck/s1600-h/vaca+2008+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SDDjP0KQVtI/AAAAAAAAANs/oltY9Yx-7ck/s320/vaca+2008+004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201907430452123346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lots of this... (eating)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SDDjjEKQVuI/AAAAAAAAAN0/7h5SIlRsChk/s1600-h/vaca+2008+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SDDjjEKQVuI/AAAAAAAAAN0/7h5SIlRsChk/s320/vaca+2008+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201907761164605154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tons of this... (fun!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SDDkWUKQVwI/AAAAAAAAAOE/khpk6IEimWI/s1600-h/vaca+2008+010+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SDDkWUKQVwI/AAAAAAAAAOE/khpk6IEimWI/s320/vaca+2008+010+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201908641632900866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All resulting in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SDDkpEKQVxI/AAAAAAAAAOM/6D4vmmkIPgs/s1600-h/vaca+2008+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SDDkpEKQVxI/AAAAAAAAAOM/6D4vmmkIPgs/s320/vaca+2008+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201908963755448082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for next year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-7650034301548612491?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/7650034301548612491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=7650034301548612491' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/7650034301548612491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/7650034301548612491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/05/vacation-2008-summed-up.html' title='Vacation 2008 summed up...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SDDjP0KQVtI/AAAAAAAAANs/oltY9Yx-7ck/s72-c/vaca+2008+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-4249453911612659621</id><published>2008-05-14T16:43:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T17:10:51.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wet suits, or second skin?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SCt6cEKQVrI/AAAAAAAAANc/W1eD2dHIaH8/s1600-h/beach+2008+090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SCt6cEKQVrI/AAAAAAAAANc/W1eD2dHIaH8/s320/beach+2008+090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200384817301051058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Josh, Danyelle, Dad and myself decided to be oh so brave and test the beach waters!  We kinda wimped out and went and rented wet suits!  Getting the suits on was an experience in itself!  Danyelle and I had to switch suits because the longer suit didn't fit her so well, Josh and Matt had to help Dad into his suit and Josh looked like he was being choked to death!  Once the suits were on... it was such a work out to get to get there... we headed down to the beach for some fun in the sun!  We boogie boarded until we couldn't move any more!  Cindy and Odin were nice enough to take pictures of us as we became the pros that we are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SCt_SkKQVsI/AAAAAAAAANk/y3sH3bXVkYU/s1600-h/beach+2008+091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SCt_SkKQVsI/AAAAAAAAANk/y3sH3bXVkYU/s320/beach+2008+091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200390151650432706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-4249453911612659621?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/4249453911612659621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=4249453911612659621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/4249453911612659621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/4249453911612659621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/05/wet-suits-or-second-skin.html' title='Wet suits, or second skin?'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SCt6cEKQVrI/AAAAAAAAANc/W1eD2dHIaH8/s72-c/beach+2008+090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-6629467377593223610</id><published>2008-05-12T19:36:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T19:46:21.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The BEACH!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SCkAdEKQVpI/AAAAAAAAANM/j_RRSS2A-jQ/s1600-h/The+beach+2008+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SCkAdEKQVpI/AAAAAAAAANM/j_RRSS2A-jQ/s320/The+beach+2008+004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199687744108910226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had our first beach experience as a family!  Last year at this time, while at the condo, I was HUGE pregnant and so uncomfortable!  We bought Odin a wet suit last year, in hopes that it would fit him... and it did!  Josh and I took him down to the water, it was so much fun to lay on the beach and watch Odin experience the sand and the water for the very first time.  I am still amazed at my little family and the joy they bring me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SCkA4EKQVqI/AAAAAAAAANU/w3Ii-WF_kkE/s1600-h/The+beach+2008+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SCkA4EKQVqI/AAAAAAAAANU/w3Ii-WF_kkE/s320/The+beach+2008+005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199688207965378210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-6629467377593223610?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/6629467377593223610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=6629467377593223610' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/6629467377593223610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/6629467377593223610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/05/beach.html' title='The BEACH!!!!!'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SCkAdEKQVpI/AAAAAAAAANM/j_RRSS2A-jQ/s72-c/The+beach+2008+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-6365267483873196371</id><published>2008-05-08T22:57:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T16:55:00.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is SPECIAL in many ways...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SCeHSkKQVoI/AAAAAAAAANE/O2c67Qjtsb0/s1600-h/purple+mom+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SCeHSkKQVoI/AAAAAAAAANE/O2c67Qjtsb0/s320/purple+mom+and+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199273047836612226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother's day has always been special to me, because I have an AMAZING mother!  24 years ago today, exactly, my mom gave birth to me!  Today marks my 24th birthday and my 24th mother's day with my mommy!  Today is also my first official Mother's day as a mom myself.  My heart is so full of gratitude to my Heavenly Father for blessing me with such a wonderful mother and for her example as to what a mother "should be".  My mom has always been there for me, even though I may not have always deserved it!  She has shown me that being a mom is something you learn to become better at and that making mistakes or stumbling is what makes us great!  She has always supported me in my decisions and continues to positively encourage me as I learn to be a better mom.  I can't believe that we have spent so many years together and made it through so many of the ups and downs that life has thrown at us!  I love you Mommy and I can't wait to celebrate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-6365267483873196371?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/6365267483873196371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=6365267483873196371' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/6365267483873196371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/6365267483873196371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-is-special-in-many-ways.html' title='Today is SPECIAL in many ways...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SCeHSkKQVoI/AAAAAAAAANE/O2c67Qjtsb0/s72-c/purple+mom+and+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-8673319613798046177</id><published>2008-05-06T20:19:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T21:35:23.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A bone to pick...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I need to preface this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;entry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; with an apology for those of you that have heard me rant over this subject (Tiffani!).  As I lay in the tub last night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;contemplating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; the upcoming crazy weeks in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Welker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; family, I found one thing peculiar...  We have Matt's wedding on Friday, I have a big makeover special at the salon early Saturday morning, I am packing for the trip we leave for on Saturday afternoon, 2 baby showers Saturday, a baby blessing Sunday and we have 2 weddings/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sealings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; going on in Josh's family while we are gone.  You ask what is so peculiar? I will tell you...  I have not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; an invitation to either of the wedding/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sealings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; going on that following week!  I am really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sensitive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; when it comes to being "invited" to things... maybe too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sensitive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, you tell me!?   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To add insult to injury, the 2 baby showers that I was invited to are friends of mine that I haven't seen in along time, yet they managed an invite, and 2 weeks ago a very dear friend of mine had a problem with some of her invitations and she personally called to invite me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  I counted out of the 8 or 9 of Josh's cousin's that are married or will be getting married we have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; and invite to guess how many? No, not 2 or 3 or 4... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;  I am one who believes you do not invite yourself, especially to a sealing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; of the lack of space!  (The funny thing is I did &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; a shower invitation for one of those brides, so I KNOW they have our address! )  Out of those weddings Josh and I have attended 2 and I attended 1 with Cindy.  Some people say that we should just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; that because we are family we are invited, I DISAGREE!!!!!!  Most of the time if I am not sent an invitation to an event I will not go.  If any of you are wondering why Josh and I were not at one of your events, think to yourself, did I send them an invitation?  I try desperately hard to round up addresses and contact info for people, especially for those I care to have at our special occasions!  I may be overly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;sensitive&lt;/span&gt;, but how hard is it to find an address these days?  Between cell phones, home phones and e-mail there is not an excuse... to me that is.  I am not saying that I can ALWAYS make it to an event, but if I do not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; some sort of an invitation how can I know that it is going on?  I hate to hear about things from other family members... it is VERY uncomfortable to be asked, " Did you get invited to so and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;so's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;blha&lt;/span&gt; blah blah?" to not know anything about it.  I know I sound like a crazy person, but help me out... am I really crazy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-8673319613798046177?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/8673319613798046177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=8673319613798046177' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/8673319613798046177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/8673319613798046177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/05/bone-to-pick.html' title='A bone to pick...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-4647766663001787900</id><published>2008-05-04T14:54:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T15:02:24.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2001 Nissan Altima GXE for SALE...</title><content type='html'>We are selling this beautiful vehicle for $6000.00 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OBO&lt;/span&gt;.  It has almost 99,000 miles and has recently been detailed and serviced.  She runs like a dream, we just need more room for our growing family!  We have kept on the regular &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;maintenance&lt;/span&gt; and she has been garage kept!  She has a CD player and tinted windows.    She needs a new home and family to love her!  You can email me at affygirl@msn.com or call 480-209-9579&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SB4xcJ7E5-I/AAAAAAAAAM8/BkXtD4D-kJM/s1600-h/Altima+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SB4xcJ7E5-I/AAAAAAAAAM8/BkXtD4D-kJM/s320/Altima+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196645379801933794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SB4xQ57E59I/AAAAAAAAAM0/C4sQuCjm-M4/s1600-h/Altima+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SB4xQ57E59I/AAAAAAAAAM0/C4sQuCjm-M4/s320/Altima+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196645186528405458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SB4xGp7E58I/AAAAAAAAAMs/m4kHeCWFfFg/s1600-h/Altima+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SB4xGp7E58I/AAAAAAAAAMs/m4kHeCWFfFg/s320/Altima+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196645010434746306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SB4w6Z7E57I/AAAAAAAAAMk/hlb-OYM8Z3g/s1600-h/Altima.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SB4w6Z7E57I/AAAAAAAAAMk/hlb-OYM8Z3g/s320/Altima.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196644799981348786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-4647766663001787900?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/4647766663001787900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=4647766663001787900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/4647766663001787900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/4647766663001787900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/05/2001-nissan-altima-gxe-for-sale.html' title='2001 Nissan Altima GXE for SALE...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SB4xcJ7E5-I/AAAAAAAAAM8/BkXtD4D-kJM/s72-c/Altima+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-6561654557331465922</id><published>2008-05-03T21:00:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T21:13:05.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The COOLEST part...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SB03sJ7E56I/AAAAAAAAAMc/FN7Hecgeh1Y/s1600-h/josh+%26+I+%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SB03sJ7E56I/AAAAAAAAAMc/FN7Hecgeh1Y/s320/josh+%26+I+%232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196370776772896674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SB03mZ7E55I/AAAAAAAAAMU/-wKfuB_eoYA/s1600-h/josh+%26+I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SB03mZ7E55I/AAAAAAAAAMU/-wKfuB_eoYA/s320/josh+%26+I.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196370677988648850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;OTHER&lt;/span&gt; favorite part of my cousin's wedding was the SCRAPbooth!  They had this adorable booth set up for all of the guests to take pictures and you would cut one out and glue it into a scrapbook for the couple, along with a message and then we got to take the others home!  Now the pictures are posted online at www.scrapbooth.com!  This was the cutest idea and i wish I had one at our wedding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SB01o57E51I/AAAAAAAAAL0/1MGci0nzJsM/s1600-h/josh+%26+I+%233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SB01o57E51I/AAAAAAAAAL0/1MGci0nzJsM/s320/josh+%26+I+%233.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196368521915066194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;            We just couldn't resist kissing in the booth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SB03GZ7E53I/AAAAAAAAAME/FecYY4A-CLk/s1600-h/mom+%26+I+%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SB03GZ7E53I/AAAAAAAAAME/FecYY4A-CLk/s320/mom+%26+I+%232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196370128232834930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SB01QJ7E5wI/AAAAAAAAALM/YGgOl6XLM_4/s1600-h/mom+%26+I+%233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SB01QJ7E5wI/AAAAAAAAALM/YGgOl6XLM_4/s320/mom+%26+I+%233.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196368096713303810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SB02zJ7E52I/AAAAAAAAAL8/7RNgYTXmwTI/s1600-h/mom+%26+I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SB02zJ7E52I/AAAAAAAAAL8/7RNgYTXmwTI/s320/mom+%26+I.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196369797520353122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-6561654557331465922?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/6561654557331465922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=6561654557331465922' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/6561654557331465922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/6561654557331465922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/05/coolest-part.html' title='The COOLEST part...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SB03sJ7E56I/AAAAAAAAAMc/FN7Hecgeh1Y/s72-c/josh+%26+I+%232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-3912233510703427005</id><published>2008-04-29T09:05:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T09:21:21.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Difference...</title><content type='html'>I don't know about you, but I was completely oblivious of the differences between "Mormon" weddings and "Traditional" weddings.  My cousin Mark and his beautiful wife Ryan were married on Saturday in a gorgeous ceremony and the reception was straight out of a  fairy tail!  It started out something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SBdICp7E5rI/AAAAAAAAAKk/GMeibThKtR4/s1600-h/steve+204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SBdICp7E5rI/AAAAAAAAAKk/GMeibThKtR4/s320/steve+204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194699905645733554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was lots of dancing... here is my favorite picture of the night...Josh asked my mom to dance and it was so precious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SBdI6p7E5sI/AAAAAAAAAKs/TmDqYsTpqqk/s1600-h/steve+251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SBdI6p7E5sI/AAAAAAAAAKs/TmDqYsTpqqk/s320/steve+251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194700867718407874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course there was a cake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SBdJTp7E5tI/AAAAAAAAAK0/zEe6KQGyf_0/s1600-h/steve+213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SBdJTp7E5tI/AAAAAAAAAK0/zEe6KQGyf_0/s320/steve+213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194701297215137490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And decorations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SBdJvZ7E5uI/AAAAAAAAAK8/zRnJINqzHD4/s1600-h/steve+228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SBdJvZ7E5uI/AAAAAAAAAK8/zRnJINqzHD4/s320/steve+228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194701773956507362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But never in my life have I seen this at a wedding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SBdKRp7E5vI/AAAAAAAAALE/czQYXCZz2ec/s1600-h/steve+261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SBdKRp7E5vI/AAAAAAAAALE/czQYXCZz2ec/s320/steve+261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194702362367026930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This fire works show put most 4th of July celebrations to shame!  I think we counted 3 grand finales and after the couple cut the cake they let off more fireworks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the differences are many, one thing is a constant... these two love each other and I am so happy to have a new member of our family!  We love you Mark and Ryan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-3912233510703427005?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/3912233510703427005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=3912233510703427005' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/3912233510703427005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/3912233510703427005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/04/difference.html' title='The Difference...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/SBdICp7E5rI/AAAAAAAAAKk/GMeibThKtR4/s72-c/steve+204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-4278029765692446825</id><published>2008-04-11T13:26:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T13:32:47.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it possible to be in love with 2 men?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/R__JzONJ5LI/AAAAAAAAAKc/gJxEOsowcGM/s1600-h/backyard+fun+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/R__JzONJ5LI/AAAAAAAAAKc/gJxEOsowcGM/s320/backyard+fun+012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188087177577882802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are still in the process of making over our backyard and this is my favorite picture of the loves of my life doing "MAN" chores.  Odin was so excited to see Josh this morning when he got off shift and Josh wasn't exactly thrilled about having to do lawn work, assemble the patio table and put in a new dishwasher (that is an entire &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; post!)  As Josh sat on the patio doing his chores, Odin could not stay away!  I was afraid he would be in the way, but Josh wanted his buddy with him every step of the way!  I just cannot believe how amazing it is to have a family of my own!  These guys make my life and all of its' challenges so worth it!  I appreciate Josh and all of his hard work, our yard is looking great and I love watching my boys doing "MAN" chores!  I love you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-4278029765692446825?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/4278029765692446825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=4278029765692446825' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/4278029765692446825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/4278029765692446825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/04/is-it-possible-to-be-in-love-with-2-men.html' title='Is it possible to be in love with 2 men?'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/R__JzONJ5LI/AAAAAAAAAKc/gJxEOsowcGM/s72-c/backyard+fun+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-3222274649122894391</id><published>2008-04-11T13:16:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T13:25:59.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to a 3 yeard old...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/R__JRONJ5KI/AAAAAAAAAKU/57NZG6uqceg/s1600-h/backyard+fun+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/R__JRONJ5KI/AAAAAAAAAKU/57NZG6uqceg/s320/backyard+fun+009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188086593462330530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kimbree&lt;/span&gt; turned 3 this year and my heart is so overwhelmed with the thoughts of how this tiny person has made such a huge impact on our family!  3 years ago we had been waiting with such anticipation... I know everyone does with a birth of a child, but an adoption story seems so different having experienced it.  Brandi was in Utah for the birth and we were all here just waiting for the "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;call&lt;/span&gt; ".  I will never forget kneeling in family prayer after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;receiving&lt;/span&gt; the news that she was not breathing well and had nicotine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;with drawls&lt;/span&gt;.  After all of the complications and the legal process, we all were able to breath a sigh of relief when she finally came home to us!  She is a pistol...but I wouldn't change her for anything!  We love you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Breebers&lt;/span&gt; and we are so thankful to have you in our family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-3222274649122894391?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/3222274649122894391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=3222274649122894391' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/3222274649122894391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/3222274649122894391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/04/ode-to-3-yeard-old.html' title='Ode to a 3 yeard old...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/R__JRONJ5KI/AAAAAAAAAKU/57NZG6uqceg/s72-c/backyard+fun+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-9126654767166805740</id><published>2008-04-11T13:11:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T13:16:18.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No pics of him, but he is here!</title><content type='html'>I was so excited to blog about the newest edition to our extended family, Zachary David Benson!  Odin and I went to visit them last week and I did Tiff's hair.  Zack was either nursing or I was chasing after my child who wanted to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; the baby (ie HIT), so I didn't get any pictures of the cute little man :(  I did however get a shot of Odin, tired out of his mind from all of the playing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/R__GueNJ5HI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/_bB349L5KIM/s1600-h/backyard+fun+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/R__GueNJ5HI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/_bB349L5KIM/s320/backyard+fun+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188083797438620786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are so excited for Zack to be here and I think Tiff is such an amazing mom!  She has wanted this little guy to be here for so long and she has really adjusted to being a mother of "two" beautifully!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-9126654767166805740?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/9126654767166805740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=9126654767166805740' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/9126654767166805740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/9126654767166805740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/04/no-pics-of-him-but-he-is-here.html' title='No pics of him, but he is here!'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/R__GueNJ5HI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/_bB349L5KIM/s72-c/backyard+fun+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-5010922686942980938</id><published>2008-04-07T22:35:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T22:46:33.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How do they do that?</title><content type='html'>I sadly missed much of General Conference (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;DVR&lt;/span&gt;!) I had a hair show that I paid to go to and totally brain farted on the date!  Anyways, I met my boys over at Cindy and Jeff's house in time to catch the last few speakers...and of course It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;seems&lt;/span&gt; as though these exact messages where sent straight to me from my Heavenly Father!  When M. Russell Ballard gave his talk on motherhood I was paralyzed by the intensity and his on point message that I have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;struggling&lt;/span&gt; to comprehend when my husband has been trying to teach me the same thing!  As I listened, with tears in my eyes, I see Josh across the room staring at me with "the look" of, "I hope you will listen to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HIM!&lt;/span&gt;"  The message was so strong and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;could&lt;/span&gt; feel of Heavenly Father's love for me and his happiness that I chose to be a mother, even though I had always had my doubts.  I am so thankful that I was entrusted with Odin and his sweet spirit.  I am so appreciative for a loving husband that tries to teach me the Gospel on a daily basis.  I don't know how M.Russel knew that I needed him to tell me to step back and take better care of myself or that he knew of my struggles and to tell me to search my scriptures more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;diligently&lt;/span&gt; and ask my Heavenly Father for guidance and blessings.  To be a member of this Church is such a blessing and I am so thankful for the Lord's hand in all things!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-5010922686942980938?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/5010922686942980938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=5010922686942980938' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/5010922686942980938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/5010922686942980938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/04/how-do-they-do-that.html' title='How do they do that?'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-4345740141710599128</id><published>2008-03-27T09:40:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T09:50:26.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At least SOMEONE gets good use out of it...</title><content type='html'>The Mom and her worthy opponant have used the changing table as our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"venue&lt;/span&gt;" for all of our UFC fighting, it doesn't allow for a big crowd to watch, but it is a nice &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"venue"&lt;/span&gt; for what we need it for.  The other day I woke up from a nap and walked by the "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;venue"&lt;/span&gt;, only to see a very unusual sight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/R-vPSpAVtvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ozxIqsYkJj8/s1600-h/fun+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/R-vPSpAVtvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ozxIqsYkJj8/s320/fun+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182463715371759346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Josh's cat was rolling around on the changing table and basking in the sun light coming through the blinds!  He seemed to be in absolute HEAVEN!  He didn't see me at first, so being the blog crazy mom that I am I ran to get the camera!  He realized I was there as I took the pic and so he paused, not knowing if he was going to get in trouble for playing in the baby's room.  I just laughed, a few months ago I may have cared... but I guess it is true, you do get a little more lacks as your kids get older!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-4345740141710599128?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/4345740141710599128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=4345740141710599128' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/4345740141710599128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/4345740141710599128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/03/at-least-someone-gets-good-use-out-of.html' title='At least SOMEONE gets good use out of it...'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oy4xTw2bVEQ/R-vPSpAVtvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ozxIqsYkJj8/s72-c/fun+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-5171534974981703228</id><published>2008-03-25T21:29:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T21:51:17.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode' to 1984</title><content type='html'>After tonight's AI theme of "Songs of the year of Your Birth"... I decided to look up what songs came out my year and what songs would be mt TOP pics. So here you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    1.When Doves Cry, Prince - Clay Aiken sang this at his Concert- AWESOME!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;    2.Footloose, Kenny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Loggins&lt;/span&gt; - Who doesn't love them some bacon... Kevin Bacon!&lt;br /&gt;    3.Girls Just Want To Have Fun, Cyndi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lauper&lt;/span&gt;- My theme song!&lt;br /&gt;    4.Uptown Girl, Billy Joel- I want to be Christi Brinkley!&lt;br /&gt;    5.Thriller, Michael Jackson - Before the Wacko &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jacko&lt;/span&gt; days!&lt;br /&gt;    6.The Longest Time, Billy Joel- Flash back to driving to Cali with my Family!&lt;br /&gt;    7.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ghostbusters&lt;/span&gt;, Ray Parker Jr. - Who &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;YOU &lt;/span&gt;gonna call?&lt;br /&gt;    8.Hold Me Now, Thompson Twins- Totally 80's!&lt;br /&gt;    9.I'm So Excited, Pointer Sisters- Does anyone remember Hot Fudge Sundae from Saved by         the bell?&lt;br /&gt;    10.Holiday, Madonna- Everyday is a holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun looking back on all of my faves!  Stay tuned for future posts&lt;br /&gt;        -The changing table&lt;br /&gt;        -Backyard Makeover&lt;br /&gt;        -Zachary David Benson...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-5171534974981703228?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/5171534974981703228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=5171534974981703228' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/5171534974981703228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/5171534974981703228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/03/ode-to-1984.html' title='Ode&apos; to 1984'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821772180123810082.post-3442356477346362444</id><published>2008-03-20T10:21:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T10:25:05.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE WORD</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My sister sent this to me, and it was hard! You can only answer with one word, and it is not as easy as you would think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Where is your cell phone?  &lt;strong&gt;Purse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;2. Your significant other?&lt;strong&gt; Sexy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your hair? &lt;strong&gt;Dirty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Your mother? &lt;strong&gt;Fun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Your father? &lt;strong&gt;Crazy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Your favorite thing? &lt;strong&gt;Josh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Your dream last night? &lt;strong&gt;Scary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Your favorite drink? &lt;strong&gt;Limeade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Your dream/goal? &lt;strong&gt;Health&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The room you're in? &lt;strong&gt;Family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your ex? &lt;strong&gt;Jerk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Your fear?  &lt;strong&gt;Abandonment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Where do you want to be in 6 years? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Where were you last night? &lt;strong&gt;Mom's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What you're not? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Skinny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Muffins? &lt;strong&gt;Yummy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. One of your wish list items?  &lt;strong&gt;Car&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Where you grew up?  &lt;strong&gt;Mesa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. The last thing you did?  &lt;strong&gt;Blog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What are you wearing? &lt;strong&gt;Clothes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Your TV?  &lt;strong&gt;On&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Your pets? &lt;strong&gt;Cats&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Your computer?  &lt;strong&gt;on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;24. Your life? &lt;strong&gt;Fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;25. Your mood? &lt;strong&gt;Happy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Missing someone? &lt;strong&gt;nope&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Your car?  &lt;strong&gt;Dirty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Something you're not wearing? &lt;strong&gt;socks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Favorite Store? &lt;strong&gt;Ross&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Your summer? &lt;strong&gt;Hot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Like someone? &lt;strong&gt;Josh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Your favorite color?&lt;strong&gt; Orange&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. When is the last time you laughed?  &lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Last time you cried? &lt;strong&gt;Dunno&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Who will/would re-post this? &lt;strong&gt;Brandice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821772180123810082-3442356477346362444?l=welkerbeasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/feeds/3442356477346362444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821772180123810082&amp;postID=3442356477346362444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/3442356477346362444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821772180123810082/posts/default/3442356477346362444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welkerbeasts.blogspot.com/2008/03/one-word.html' title='ONE WORD'/><author><name>The Welkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
