tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33674211055108011952024-03-06T00:00:51.486-08:00Bartlett Familybbartletthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12295305726996946098noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3367421105510801195.post-36319443047810725152010-02-16T21:08:00.000-08:002010-02-16T21:16:03.418-08:00bbartletthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12295305726996946098noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3367421105510801195.post-61921345701892542272009-11-29T14:44:00.000-08:002009-11-29T14:49:14.689-08:00Pumpkin Patch<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ0JRT8YygZBgTp2sPacnbwCNPeJWIdP8pjzLWuXKEkiNt_rg-SlrJYUiMGhC6FRuZYIVG5BJcpfW1HHJAXmpYEJqoqeDKOrT_dAqKznOXYf4oyhoRIc48yGp4EAiPo9rOnTJO9qVyoKg/s1600/103_0496.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ0JRT8YygZBgTp2sPacnbwCNPeJWIdP8pjzLWuXKEkiNt_rg-SlrJYUiMGhC6FRuZYIVG5BJcpfW1HHJAXmpYEJqoqeDKOrT_dAqKznOXYf4oyhoRIc48yGp4EAiPo9rOnTJO9qVyoKg/s320/103_0496.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409661396816970194" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6UZr-tpOmGmEwLXQI6Dl2Mb9rz1xaEWsHtyB3L6HBy_yHkvWLYMnibFFAs3SmXYx8MaUG4IPwBJX2Jg8g-a770j6446SQaiIdS_9qfUvGNQ06lg0sem2KOhYdSjxdXHOPJ7T9wDrgUNI/s1600/103_0492.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6UZr-tpOmGmEwLXQI6Dl2Mb9rz1xaEWsHtyB3L6HBy_yHkvWLYMnibFFAs3SmXYx8MaUG4IPwBJX2Jg8g-a770j6446SQaiIdS_9qfUvGNQ06lg0sem2KOhYdSjxdXHOPJ7T9wDrgUNI/s320/103_0492.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409661391511587586" /></a><br />We took Breann and Megan to their first pumpkin patch. Breann wasn't sure what to do. We thought she would want a wheel barrow ride, but cried. She doesn't go any where with out her "nemmies" that is blankies in Breann's language. She was cute, she just sat on the pumpkins and waited for Matt to pay for the pumpkins. She wasn't into carving them this year, maybe next year.bbartletthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12295305726996946098noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3367421105510801195.post-58310606641558205612009-11-22T21:14:00.000-08:002009-11-29T14:43:20.881-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnHKRVwTxi23X080d_UmK4dhzgZ7Y-j3t50FYszXTfNO_gZh6N0tQs9so6keUv-fJmzOLxx_Xa4yQUrJeHcKI5PMfS2N6b8WAH_SKAPuzS07UfyApSJS-0XLnrcqO2JTwNQp3faP5g854/s1600/103_0464.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnHKRVwTxi23X080d_UmK4dhzgZ7Y-j3t50FYszXTfNO_gZh6N0tQs9so6keUv-fJmzOLxx_Xa4yQUrJeHcKI5PMfS2N6b8WAH_SKAPuzS07UfyApSJS-0XLnrcqO2JTwNQp3faP5g854/s320/103_0464.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409659648080201682" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUlYZzVLTvE89EZmFBUFu94jttr5TJGCRCheHSx-UWXrCf2QwOLiC5-ldCft9KFKBGgXtFuqpGi555JrV6RLOiey7ywD-IFmyEMpCUpLFqimkLJ_q8zDkL6OuY_Tycwmm8uU-ViFh6dA8/s1600/103_0468.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUlYZzVLTvE89EZmFBUFu94jttr5TJGCRCheHSx-UWXrCf2QwOLiC5-ldCft9KFKBGgXtFuqpGi555JrV6RLOiey7ywD-IFmyEMpCUpLFqimkLJ_q8zDkL6OuY_Tycwmm8uU-ViFh6dA8/s320/103_0468.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409659381015597410" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieX602W4BGsXH0BStwbG_TMTqqlNJuDWTCa8bLR5K8cjRXwshPd6y-htgAnSTB-OUpkbSps-mrDI6WgNHu3F9uKnZTFik5NqTHaLkwuG4DStPXPiNDaq1mqZA8MU3W6ukMvJUSy40IXrQ/s1600/103_0448.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieX602W4BGsXH0BStwbG_TMTqqlNJuDWTCa8bLR5K8cjRXwshPd6y-htgAnSTB-OUpkbSps-mrDI6WgNHu3F9uKnZTFik5NqTHaLkwuG4DStPXPiNDaq1mqZA8MU3W6ukMvJUSy40IXrQ/s320/103_0448.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409659371828568978" /></a><br />O.K. Holy cow!!! It has been almost a year since I have blogged. Things have been so crazy. I quit my jog in February to stay home with Breann and get done with school. I found out my first week home that I was pregnant. WOW!! What a surprise. I cried. I thought that I would have more time with Breann and get some hard classes done with. But evidently there was a different plan. <br />My year has been so nutty, but not as crazy as the last few months. My older sister Holly and her 3 boys were in a serous car accident, on July 23, 2009. It really shook our family. Holly had a diabetic reaction whole driving and rear ended a semi going 55 MPH and she did not hit the breaks. She was flown down here to SLC because her orthopedic injuries were to severe to be handled in Pocatello. I called Dr. Hawes, who is a good friend of mine to fix her leg. Thank heavens he was on call! He fixed her knee and ankle, but her heel was in to many pieces to fix at that time. We consulted with another orthopedic surgeon, to help fix her heel. After long talks and casting for 5 weeks, her skin did not heal and was dead, she also had an infection in her heel. The decision was made for her to have an amputation just below the knee. As hard as this was for my sister and all of us, we knew that it was the best for her. My sister is one of the strongest people I know. She has had several challenges over her life time. I hold her up on a pedestal more higher than I did before. Her courage and strength is what gets me through the hard days. <br />When Holly had her accident, I was 6 months pregnant. Her last appointment with all the surgeons was the week before I was due. She brought my mom down so she can keep me company until I give birth. I mowed the lawn and cleaned the crap out of my house,on October 1st. On the 2nd I just wanted the baby out! I called my Dr and told him that my back hurt (not really) but i really wanted to see if I made any progress. Well he checked me and I was at a 5! WHAT THE CRAP! I said,"Shouldn't I get an epidural? I do believe in pain management!" It didn't hurt because my water hadn't broken yet. I was admitted at 1:00, Dr broke my water at 3:00, had the epidural at 4:00 and gave birth at 8:02. I was in labor with Breann for 18 hours! I was so shocked that it didn't take any time at all. Megan Bethany Bartlett weighed 7 pounds 10 ounces and 19 inches long. She looked absolutely perfect!<br />Breann is such a cute BIG sister. She does get jelous and points to the couch where I should lay "baby" because she wants to sit on my lap. Breann won't say Megan, she just calls her baby. She gives her kisses, shoves her binky in her mouth, points to all of Megans body parts and names them. She tries to poke her in the eyes to say "eyes", I say, "No, poke eyes, just point". These last 7 weeks have been so hard. It is so hard taking care of two babies. I do not know how other mothers do it. I wish I was younger, maybe I would have more evergy...maybe?<br />I cant wait for Christmas! Breann is at the age where she says "WOW" for everything. I love it! I'm going to teach her to squeal when she opens gifts and get all excited!bbartletthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12295305726996946098noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3367421105510801195.post-88828039612309404722008-12-15T20:34:00.000-08:002008-12-15T20:37:24.812-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxGLA-_iuqhHu7duMCXlczyasUTAF8EqqMYKTVoGZsRG15iBwVt5RZzmHcV9KD3yLtHfpai_L2ZthuDp0x-hkMCAaySm6Cy0aUPz3HEoPhzdrqagE5hWhss2yEfEfgnF6PKRE-co_W3RQ/s1600-h/103_0268.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxGLA-_iuqhHu7duMCXlczyasUTAF8EqqMYKTVoGZsRG15iBwVt5RZzmHcV9KD3yLtHfpai_L2ZthuDp0x-hkMCAaySm6Cy0aUPz3HEoPhzdrqagE5hWhss2yEfEfgnF6PKRE-co_W3RQ/s320/103_0268.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280242381996155746" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXvXaW3zlSXBXUlx5BVCY_oY2v-ZGupZ07PnM5r6L8qNapBz39SElXR8LoXxN_O0googv4ct_bWxJJtt7WZDayYzv8fpyipFAbjNP0LZsnWOKWbF9L2h302DKGVsFYcahA_C1IagRPmqQ/s1600-h/103_0294.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXvXaW3zlSXBXUlx5BVCY_oY2v-ZGupZ07PnM5r6L8qNapBz39SElXR8LoXxN_O0googv4ct_bWxJJtt7WZDayYzv8fpyipFAbjNP0LZsnWOKWbF9L2h302DKGVsFYcahA_C1IagRPmqQ/s320/103_0294.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280242170702606594" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGeXOip04t1heAlLePDpcK5Il75NoJ-oNe0RglTQOGZiCOWuiODXrTtJQcLKRcCD-GdJ53BbKFDQFTld1hK8NCQTUf4vBZ0pUE5QJlwGhEZ4qvcGnVnNkDgwrzgBTVQSEvpAYYTfVdRzM/s1600-h/103_0255.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGeXOip04t1heAlLePDpcK5Il75NoJ-oNe0RglTQOGZiCOWuiODXrTtJQcLKRcCD-GdJ53BbKFDQFTld1hK8NCQTUf4vBZ0pUE5QJlwGhEZ4qvcGnVnNkDgwrzgBTVQSEvpAYYTfVdRzM/s320/103_0255.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280241940166529586" /></a>bbartletthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12295305726996946098noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3367421105510801195.post-66302556159397011152008-12-06T20:23:00.000-08:002008-12-15T20:18:50.596-08:00For Thanksgiving we flew to Portland, Oregon to have the long weekend with my brother Frank and his family, and Pam traveled from Kinnewick with her family as well. We had a blast! Breann had to read the safety instructions at least 5 times, put it back in the pouch behind the seat and get it out again. Breann slept the whole way there on the plane. (thank heavens, we didn't know what to expect.) Frank picked us up at the airport and took us for alittle scenic tour of the city on the way to his house. I forgot how beautiful Portland is. We had fun at his house then went to our hotel to get some shut eye because we had to get up early the next day. <br />Frank came to the hotel at 6:30 Thanksgiving moring to take me the Thanksgiving Turkey tort at the Zoo. I had so much fun re-connecting with my brother. It has been years since we have seen each other and I don't think we have ever had one on one time. It was truly a visit i will never forget. His knees were giving him grief, so he did not run but was kind enough to wait at the finish line. <br />Pam met us at Frank's house early afternoon. I really miss seeing her and her family. Ever since she moved to Washington, we have not seen each other as much as we would like. Before she moved, she would just come down to SLC for the day and go home. I truly miss her. I cherish every moment that we can steal to have sister time. Thanksgiving dinner was good. It was over casted ( I know a shocker for Portland) but i think I'm used to colder weather and maybe snow. So to me and Matt it was nice.<br />Friday morning, we went to Cannon Beach. It was soooo cold and windy but to me it was perfect. I forgot Breann's winter coat at the hotel and she was not happy about having a huge blanket around her with no movement what so ever, so we could not spend to much time out side and still have a happy baby. Us girls did some shopping and the boys checked out a huge rock. The drive was beautiful and scenic. <br />By Saturday morning we were ready to go home. Breann and I had to share a bed while Matt got the other queen to himself. My ribs hurt from Breann kicking me for two days and achy because I dare not move for fear that she would wake up. Needless to say Matt and I agreed that if he EVER got a job offer to move to Portland we are there in a heartbeat!bbartletthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12295305726996946098noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3367421105510801195.post-22625057567587553232008-12-06T20:16:00.001-08:002008-12-06T20:16:40.356-08:00Thanksgiving<div><embed src="http://widget-32.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&il=1&channel=2666130979422529330&site=widget-32.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"></embed><div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=2666130979422529330&map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-32.slide.com/p1/2666130979422529330/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=2666130979422529330&map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-32.slide.com/p2/2666130979422529330/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=2666130979422529330&map=F" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-32.slide.com/p4/2666130979422529330/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a></div></div>bbartletthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12295305726996946098noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3367421105510801195.post-62630008998907493472008-10-19T15:51:00.000-07:002008-10-19T15:55:54.898-07:00Halloween Costume<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmBRgiuzYQFDi1p0z8jIp5TEA3-_UvEhwME80dvyK3IzQGYVfItcsRpUF2uNQSTERncvgLibHEv5HPlVVClebgI0jxAia5vbfo0iEdXQzPbY03fMVs29X7__eC8qe5kthqlClxCygV3rY/s1600-h/57_1494123653_1000_0040_040.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmBRgiuzYQFDi1p0z8jIp5TEA3-_UvEhwME80dvyK3IzQGYVfItcsRpUF2uNQSTERncvgLibHEv5HPlVVClebgI0jxAia5vbfo0iEdXQzPbY03fMVs29X7__eC8qe5kthqlClxCygV3rY/s320/57_1494123653_1000_0040_040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259002499791940578" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlXXuUziPsiZ_3AYrsLmg8F4EbidbDxUlNYhr27KEqRdcJfjhdYc1bMHNfMLQgCmZzC2TSb9Qja9fSQPS1u5k7PX60OBgZJN4xGox38ik8w8qCzVIrFacDFjP2moS6GVPwDibXiQcVMHc/s1600-h/72_1494123742_1000_0103_103.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlXXuUziPsiZ_3AYrsLmg8F4EbidbDxUlNYhr27KEqRdcJfjhdYc1bMHNfMLQgCmZzC2TSb9Qja9fSQPS1u5k7PX60OBgZJN4xGox38ik8w8qCzVIrFacDFjP2moS6GVPwDibXiQcVMHc/s320/72_1494123742_1000_0103_103.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259002504320587826" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgvQOfaBPdT7qG8vWb8SNJ-4ZLyuJwEcTzOe8j-_MMNRGYFOBskg4q7GXcuiFyuhY0g9iDCCmAs2VHiiEDT87qOvmm4cqJQYiHmMFrmN6Or7O5x9kO6uq7bk0ANR27EGABlQ-GLOOPsLE/s1600-h/06_1494123723_1000_0089_089.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgvQOfaBPdT7qG8vWb8SNJ-4ZLyuJwEcTzOe8j-_MMNRGYFOBskg4q7GXcuiFyuhY0g9iDCCmAs2VHiiEDT87qOvmm4cqJQYiHmMFrmN6Or7O5x9kO6uq7bk0ANR27EGABlQ-GLOOPsLE/s320/06_1494123723_1000_0089_089.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259002506763072562" /></a><br />I met Pam in Idaho and she took some way cute photo's of Breann. She is a Bunny and a Fairy. Thanks Abby for the costume. She looks almost as cute as Sophie does :)<br />Matt and I have been working on keeping her hat on her all month. She want's to tear it off as fast as we put it on her. Thanks to Jordan and Chloe making cute funny sounds,it distracted her.bbartletthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12295305726996946098noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3367421105510801195.post-71861079420875606922008-09-20T15:08:00.000-07:002008-09-20T15:11:59.302-07:00SMILE<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1qz_rctswtSuNEsvoudD7hy3NDV-Afcw29Nq49uzdu-c-yOdXLXHxhjUaJ4xM0BAVs159f-G77l5hVHl-At3WuVvtw_6WF-BicZVFFHV8O5z8DTFQ3Vzfb2C_UV7XpdQxDGr-ub_ay6w/s1600-h/happy+girl+3.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1qz_rctswtSuNEsvoudD7hy3NDV-Afcw29Nq49uzdu-c-yOdXLXHxhjUaJ4xM0BAVs159f-G77l5hVHl-At3WuVvtw_6WF-BicZVFFHV8O5z8DTFQ3Vzfb2C_UV7XpdQxDGr-ub_ay6w/s320/happy+girl+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248229745717653250" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw8oULQlctmHeoV5c6SJDHA0fbpA5RVNK3j-FwYwGjha452spN0RZt8IA0YnElEU8rx9SYkw3cHsb2xhfpiW1heKuWQdNZkqilDuJgsKUdwIDw6iXEoRY1OGJiev47Qsk_gh_Xq9wbimo/s1600-h/happy+girl+2.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw8oULQlctmHeoV5c6SJDHA0fbpA5RVNK3j-FwYwGjha452spN0RZt8IA0YnElEU8rx9SYkw3cHsb2xhfpiW1heKuWQdNZkqilDuJgsKUdwIDw6iXEoRY1OGJiev47Qsk_gh_Xq9wbimo/s320/happy+girl+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248229499974151938" /></a><br />Her hair is finally long enough to put in a little pony tail. When i took her picture I put her in a Big person chair all by herself and she thought she was in seventh heaven! Her smile says it all.bbartletthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12295305726996946098noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3367421105510801195.post-73675462834974838142008-09-20T14:43:00.000-07:002008-09-20T15:04:44.521-07:00My Sweet Baby Girl<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYplLOERp8BmOMh4zVGg1Xei-htCTt0AZOMen45UGAIDTyboPm7OM-S4NqAA9qH_EXrh8pUkVhEKvUv2XhE1T6q8MvGvyWP2zBgtw0FEP7iRTHVE8s3hmX_hPdek7gWXhoisqcNSI90bM/s1600-h/bpb2_edited-1.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYplLOERp8BmOMh4zVGg1Xei-htCTt0AZOMen45UGAIDTyboPm7OM-S4NqAA9qH_EXrh8pUkVhEKvUv2XhE1T6q8MvGvyWP2zBgtw0FEP7iRTHVE8s3hmX_hPdek7gWXhoisqcNSI90bM/s320/bpb2_edited-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248227875542351378" /></a><br />Every time i see her smile my heart swells up a little bit. I just love her! I get sooo excited that she is constantly learning new things just learningn how to pick up her cheerios with her cute fingers is so cute. I feel like it is going way to fast. I want to stop time for a bit and just watch her.bbartletthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12295305726996946098noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3367421105510801195.post-54328768621057898152008-09-20T14:38:00.000-07:002008-09-20T14:43:49.467-07:00New Family Pictures<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj79TQHfaL3piJp2kJtQ-HnijBHGJesW5HRDXglhPF8LvclTKwj20ZqeWTk3v2iN8RqOaTVYIQz2Qyh97aOqNB9H8EeiV8I0O4tfAEUN3HHzproBFwPlgaRGUL1IysBtx1PC_NM8XctILg/s1600-h/bpb1_edited-1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj79TQHfaL3piJp2kJtQ-HnijBHGJesW5HRDXglhPF8LvclTKwj20ZqeWTk3v2iN8RqOaTVYIQz2Qyh97aOqNB9H8EeiV8I0O4tfAEUN3HHzproBFwPlgaRGUL1IysBtx1PC_NM8XctILg/s320/bpb1_edited-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248222432117780066" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4mZVe3RO-ftZd1f-hlsnuqa3SydaHuTG6WJdArste8aiIJX6SIRZ_sOybrFPW9hoAT2IjtVsg1C0PAEzk8R7TrqJ-FlBzBV4r9SNVMLc99hL6D4DfSws-YYWRz4zHycxOHXbQf55zWcE/s1600-h/bpb3_edited-1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4mZVe3RO-ftZd1f-hlsnuqa3SydaHuTG6WJdArste8aiIJX6SIRZ_sOybrFPW9hoAT2IjtVsg1C0PAEzk8R7TrqJ-FlBzBV4r9SNVMLc99hL6D4DfSws-YYWRz4zHycxOHXbQf55zWcE/s320/bpb3_edited-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248222434560973394" /></a><br />It has bee what seems like forever since i have blogged. Matt and I are going to school and with work and taking care of a family it has been way to busy and insane to keep up with everything. <br />My twin sister Pam came from Washington to take our pictures at Thanksgiving Point. She always does an amazing job and I feel so lucky that she has such an amazing talent that she shares with me. It was a perfect day, yes it was a bit cloudy but not many people, so basically we got amy shot we want. Breann woke up from her nap in a bad mood, so it was a bit challanging to get her cooperate. We went with Erin and her family and they got amazing pictures as well. It was alot of fun.bbartletthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12295305726996946098noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3367421105510801195.post-45605745031396047802008-06-04T20:39:00.000-07:002008-06-04T21:06:23.555-07:00A Blessing for Breann<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgadPtoK6Ioen9Gn0L-ms66vcSVXFcuGmJvDTtttMi-P-GFu8ysm4kXE0R75XgMwHxp1tKbpv9utzTVm60L4u_DHyrLjcsniH4kAZS-66Kcunlm49Ofh0gWNPnWWwzeqkmjCWGgC_yy4wc/s1600-h/missb53%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgadPtoK6Ioen9Gn0L-ms66vcSVXFcuGmJvDTtttMi-P-GFu8ysm4kXE0R75XgMwHxp1tKbpv9utzTVm60L4u_DHyrLjcsniH4kAZS-66Kcunlm49Ofh0gWNPnWWwzeqkmjCWGgC_yy4wc/s320/missb53%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208243830444833250" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRhJJTuPxpVujY0r50TwOuFKqYzMUpeGf5XPrRmySlwsR3FsiApiRLo8T1tQ4P3UZuiGz_gV9CppcVx6i8JuMsPrTwlSNvNEdiPSXYjTgY6BZAoyJWM6orU4UPiRCWEWRSXT_0QCxHW74/s1600-h/missb57%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRhJJTuPxpVujY0r50TwOuFKqYzMUpeGf5XPrRmySlwsR3FsiApiRLo8T1tQ4P3UZuiGz_gV9CppcVx6i8JuMsPrTwlSNvNEdiPSXYjTgY6BZAoyJWM6orU4UPiRCWEWRSXT_0QCxHW74/s320/missb57%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208243834739800562" /></a><br />I am so proud of my little girl. On May 4,2008 Breann Pamela Bartlett was blessed. My mom made her blessing dress and it turned out so beautiful. It was so much fun to have ALL the family there and those of you there in spirit. My house was FULL for 3 days of family and friends and i loved it.bbartletthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12295305726996946098noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3367421105510801195.post-40924813216863097932008-05-08T10:54:00.000-07:002008-06-04T20:29:23.808-07:00Tmeple Square<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibB5czZWo3YHd0Ze6vrWDdu0z0PI5Xz6lGEYnE2Q9E0KCw-9im6Y6J8iAu8GqlDZb4f2FEeUMs3A8mRK8JfCQ-STMVN-IZlwBfA_QP1UI-yew69b-At1uclvAUN8-gBV9YYf2hoB-nAkQ/s1600-h/rager2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208232848213457234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibB5czZWo3YHd0Ze6vrWDdu0z0PI5Xz6lGEYnE2Q9E0KCw-9im6Y6J8iAu8GqlDZb4f2FEeUMs3A8mRK8JfCQ-STMVN-IZlwBfA_QP1UI-yew69b-At1uclvAUN8-gBV9YYf2hoB-nAkQ/s320/rager2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrvYj7jTaXHQz91UTOQLN1QVMnqEBOjcQqsLFIC_2y2hwmD8Dibv8x7Ao8jW-769TK1oyWoz7n_r070-gRUEEF-BH0Xz5hqpkZ1g0yXNV8Yk3dTezB1V38_T20SvNdClEFM2DXZra38zo/s1600-h/bfam16.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208232856803391842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrvYj7jTaXHQz91UTOQLN1QVMnqEBOjcQqsLFIC_2y2hwmD8Dibv8x7Ao8jW-769TK1oyWoz7n_r070-gRUEEF-BH0Xz5hqpkZ1g0yXNV8Yk3dTezB1V38_T20SvNdClEFM2DXZra38zo/s320/bfam16.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHMH6RUOWQC49Jk_KJ0MAYrpZ_uHZMiPoVkiVAbgXklyZVUIdSb_MnFgAAwplMNE6SZbrMpaFqYqJ2aH40YEYPtt0XxEL3OowG56K-fevQ3wVnfRokdyULoY4a4bQoBtC9tk9dSQ1AdHY/s1600-h/bfam20.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208232861098359154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHMH6RUOWQC49Jk_KJ0MAYrpZ_uHZMiPoVkiVAbgXklyZVUIdSb_MnFgAAwplMNE6SZbrMpaFqYqJ2aH40YEYPtt0XxEL3OowG56K-fevQ3wVnfRokdyULoY4a4bQoBtC9tk9dSQ1AdHY/s320/bfam20.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpLZuJ7aAokeEaNF0S1fbj3Xsz-IRmLQBSaJqGYvJQMjjZqdK9glzvBY0ekkaeT68x-TTucLQ8TwKJ510VPmyy8PdEXE7lJi87CyEQg_FDYr-yVrCIJJDXpDKo-yCj0ddSCI7HDi6NTyQ/s1600-h/bfam26_edited-1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208232865393326466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpLZuJ7aAokeEaNF0S1fbj3Xsz-IRmLQBSaJqGYvJQMjjZqdK9glzvBY0ekkaeT68x-TTucLQ8TwKJ510VPmyy8PdEXE7lJi87CyEQg_FDYr-yVrCIJJDXpDKo-yCj0ddSCI7HDi6NTyQ/s320/bfam26_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7hM8cHppHQGgO0mYzNHM0K2m7UUCyJC3dtVvl3dBZqV7HtpZooYt3DYG9UZJbynPDsJlaYS5r3gk00zusa1uMEQhGPnjKp6K7QIeZq1HvcA5i1XsR4pXrNmZzdg6iPCtLIOK4XntDaJE/s1600-h/bfam11.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208232873983261074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7hM8cHppHQGgO0mYzNHM0K2m7UUCyJC3dtVvl3dBZqV7HtpZooYt3DYG9UZJbynPDsJlaYS5r3gk00zusa1uMEQhGPnjKp6K7QIeZq1HvcA5i1XsR4pXrNmZzdg6iPCtLIOK4XntDaJE/s320/bfam11.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Temple Square was amazingly beautiful! My Aunt Darlene and Uncle Ron were sealed for time and all eternity on May 3, 2008. After more than 30 years of marriage and my Uncle Rons conversion to the church they were sealed. They have 3 sons and 2 of them were sealed to them. It was truley a memory that I will treasure forever. The picture of my Aunt and Uncle are at the top of the page, this is a picture of them with the missionary and his wife who taught my Uncle Ron the gospel.<br />After the temple, Pam took pictures of my little family. It was fun. Breann was googing to Pam while we were getting our pictures taken. We got some of the cutest pictures from that. She is soooo BIG. I cant believe how time flys. I swear to you i just found out we were pregnant. I LOVE getting mommy hugs from her, they are priceless, she has barely learned to kiss, which is sucking the crap out of your face and I love those too. :)</div>bbartletthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12295305726996946098noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3367421105510801195.post-53646022817051028952008-04-22T10:07:00.000-07:002008-06-04T20:36:13.233-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQKz2xMofvGMWyQZ4S102nIYBgsVQzwHl0Zckx1eBVjusYt15obYGEzL2YWfQEiOjYoRjIwwURNrIRzv6b6wUmnva709euvwQWnSGzZY_p-qcelXk6Joapx66qvG5xSvS7daCNdglN1AU/s1600-h/slc+race+2008.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQKz2xMofvGMWyQZ4S102nIYBgsVQzwHl0Zckx1eBVjusYt15obYGEzL2YWfQEiOjYoRjIwwURNrIRzv6b6wUmnva709euvwQWnSGzZY_p-qcelXk6Joapx66qvG5xSvS7daCNdglN1AU/s320/slc+race+2008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208236060848994754" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMSTiYzXczZ5dt9NER_jAybiIxbnvaxral_XBhOF65I1_UdrBw9KwiZK_gBPCV9M5Ipe0C9FWKivIs2lQkL2_Q8-r61KsyIGtEimBcEUJaOavJQ_2fcKiTYuTTtxtZVXk948YlQuTlpxw/s1600-h/slc+race+2008.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMSTiYzXczZ5dt9NER_jAybiIxbnvaxral_XBhOF65I1_UdrBw9KwiZK_gBPCV9M5Ipe0C9FWKivIs2lQkL2_Q8-r61KsyIGtEimBcEUJaOavJQ_2fcKiTYuTTtxtZVXk948YlQuTlpxw/s320/slc+race+2008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208236065143962066" /></a><br />Our first fmaily 5k run. On April 26, 2008 Matt, Breann and I got up at 5:30 in the monring to catch the 6:30 shuttle from the gateway to the start line at Liberty Park. Utah Oprthpedic Specialist has a contest with the Medical Utah Association on who can get the biggest group and we won with 93 people signed up. My office makes t-shirts for us this year it was tourquoise. After the race, we go to a park behind the capitol for a brunch. Breann slpet the whole race. We had so much fun.bbartletthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12295305726996946098noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3367421105510801195.post-46637491421735412942008-03-19T18:45:00.001-07:002008-03-19T18:45:52.021-07:00mommy timebbartletthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12295305726996946098noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3367421105510801195.post-41100230148621905912008-03-19T12:08:00.000-07:002008-03-19T19:03:23.569-07:00bbartletthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12295305726996946098noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3367421105510801195.post-65360552026577755122008-03-19T11:05:00.000-07:002008-03-19T19:10:40.496-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC0c-MroNbjPAlb89yzCdNukJ7MYqu0ShelYrd1H6QZciXluB6oSsNCGaXYvviqraX_gHyz0Kl4YPdNraef41lEM1MkqF4GNB14ZfAUYpeCQIxcGsi9QCyNoiOTLVVSS2pYXZArBG-9W0/s1600-h/bmf3%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC0c-MroNbjPAlb89yzCdNukJ7MYqu0ShelYrd1H6QZciXluB6oSsNCGaXYvviqraX_gHyz0Kl4YPdNraef41lEM1MkqF4GNB14ZfAUYpeCQIxcGsi9QCyNoiOTLVVSS2pYXZArBG-9W0/s320/bmf3%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179640280604203746" /></a><br />Breann loves her daddy so much. She looks at him with puppy eyes, he melts and gives her what ever she needs. Every day he says to her "Hi sweetie!, How are you doing?" Of course he says it in a lisp that makes her smile. It is so cute! He said when she was born the birthing room got a brighter and there was peace in the air. I have to agree with you, our home has been happier and complete since she has come into our lives.bbartletthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12295305726996946098noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3367421105510801195.post-75120215020317259902008-03-11T10:39:00.000-07:002008-03-19T19:02:09.283-07:00MOMMY TIME<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEtMCDjcayPT8ty3kcyqR9NbbWax28kY0oxtv7qYav0wBgxQ7dtTfwplycuUwPosEY6vqEz5c1lE8XSo5T8FNJDUHQNPSSi4qTmiITt_yQHKaHXFx-_B0pMPuTW230zTDT1g3QArlB_xs/s1600-h/bre6%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEtMCDjcayPT8ty3kcyqR9NbbWax28kY0oxtv7qYav0wBgxQ7dtTfwplycuUwPosEY6vqEz5c1lE8XSo5T8FNJDUHQNPSSi4qTmiITt_yQHKaHXFx-_B0pMPuTW230zTDT1g3QArlB_xs/s320/bre6%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179638025746373330" /></a><br />1. How long have you been a Mom? 4 months<br />2. How many kids call you mommy? 1<br />3. When you were pregnant did you know what you were having? Yes, I wanted to start decorating<br />4. How old were you when you became a mom? 32<br />5. How long were you in labor? 18 hours. The time went by really fast. I only pushed for 40 minutes.<br />6. What’s your favorite thing about being a mom? I love the kisses, the hugs, the smiles, the playing, I love it when <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">i'm</span> the first thing she sees in the morning. Her smile stays with me all day!<br />7. What’s your least favorite thing? Probably the sickness and moodiness<br />8. Do you want more kids? yes I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">definatly</span> do<br />9. Have you ever taken your kid(s) on a trip? Just to Idaho to see my family. <br />10. How many times have you been peed on? just a few, i like to think i have cat like reflexes<br />11. How many times have you been barfed on? Spit up? lots I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">havn't</span> experienced the chunks yet.<br />12. Are your kids named after someone? <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Breann's</span> middle name is Pamela after my twin sister.<br />13. When is the last time you had a sitter? My work Christmas Party. yikes!<br />14. When your kid gets in trouble, who is the bad guy? <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">haven't</span> had to deal with that one yet.<br />15. What is the longest you have been away from your kid(s)? 10 hours at work.<br />16. Are your toes painted? YES! always. you should never neglect your <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">feeties</span>!<br />17. Last movie you saw in theater? P.S I Love You.<br />18. One thing you will not give up just because you’re a mom: I'm not sure. I would include <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Breann</span> in everything i do. But I will probably always get my hair done. <br />19. One thing you did give up now that you’re a mom? My time. Even though I would not trade her for the world, 20 minutes in the bath tub means <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">alot</span> to me now. <br />20. Favorite Cartoon:<br />21. Favorite Snack: milk<br />22. When the kid(s) are napping, you are: Cleaning, straightening up everything, Check email and accounts.<br />23. Where is/are your kid(s) now? Playing with Daddy<br />24. If I could do it over, I’d do this differently: <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">hmmm</span> I'll have to Think about this one.....<br />25. What is a lesson you have learned as a parent? I thought i <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">already</span> learned patience because we had such a hard tome getting <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Breann</span>, but i have so much more to learn. So rewarding.bbartletthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12295305726996946098noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3367421105510801195.post-32421486140381670772008-03-11T09:45:00.000-07:002008-03-19T19:22:22.799-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbjZmgetFFfXoilxzSfYskNBxFldOKS6s77tp1exKs9di0tpC_l3caRW97JlJuz6LCS-A1QVrHShivZlJxzEg8CBZmKR2ty62cpSOfysKthBlYUXUs6Ho1BKFfc3OXrS6nn82KoESrDOs/s1600-h/7-10-2006-03-1.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbjZmgetFFfXoilxzSfYskNBxFldOKS6s77tp1exKs9di0tpC_l3caRW97JlJuz6LCS-A1QVrHShivZlJxzEg8CBZmKR2ty62cpSOfysKthBlYUXUs6Ho1BKFfc3OXrS6nn82KoESrDOs/s320/7-10-2006-03-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179643527599479538" /></a><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">1. Who's your man? Matthew Vaughn Bartlett<br />2. How long have you been together? Since May 1999<br />3. How long did you date? A year<br />5. Who eats more? <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Uhh</span> I would have to say Matt<br />6. Who said "I Love You" first? Matt. I was scared <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">spitless</span> to say it back but then i did :)</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">7. Who is taller? He is.</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">8. Who sings better? I do but Matt usually sings high soprano to make the song funny :)</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">9. Who is smarter? Whats the issue were discussing?<br />10. Who's temper is worse? Mine! I'm a spitfire!</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">11. Who does the laundry? Matt does his work uniform and I do ALL the other stuff.</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">12. Who does the dishes? I usually clean up the kitchen, but Matt helps out every once in a while<br />13. Who pays the bills? That would be me :)</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">14. Who is better with the computer? Matt! I'm computer <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">illiterate</span><br />15. Who <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">mowes</span> the lawn? We both take turns. We love doing yard work and see how pretty it turns out.<br />16. Who cooks dinner? I do not cook. I burn EVERYTHING! If it is something <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">important</span>, i have Matt do it.<br />17. Who drives when you are together? Matt<br />18. Who pays when you go out? Depends when we got paid<br />19. Who is most stubborn? We both can be stubborn I guess<br />20. Who is the first to admit when they're wrong? Matt. (I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">don't</span> do anything wrong) <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">hehehe</span>.(just kidding)<br />21. Who's parents do you see the most? Matt's parents, since we live in the same city as they do.<br />22. Who kissed who first? I think it was mutual. <br />23. Who asked who out? I cant remember, we went to Lagoon.<br />24. Who proposed? Matt did.<br />25. Who is more sensitive? We are both sensitive<br />26. Who has more friends? We both have FUN friends.</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">27. Who has more siblings? We both have the same amount of siblings in our families.<br /></span>bbartletthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12295305726996946098noreply@blogger.com1