<?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-68131436421617364</id><updated>2011-11-02T19:11:29.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So this is Love- Keller Style</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>123</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-2210708672723149114</id><published>2011-10-30T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T12:52:13.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pics</title><content type='html'>After much prodding by my husband, I am going to try and keep on top of my blogging.  I have always kept a journal and for a while thought that the blog was a great way to keep others informed of what was going on with our family.  I still love the idea of sharing how our family is changing and growing and about our life experiences.  I think there is a great deal we can learn from each other and that is why I love blogging.  Unfortunately it seems that life gets so busy and the internet is the last thing I want to be looking at when I get home from a stressful day.  I love my family!!  Love, Love, Love my kids and I really do not get to spend enough time with them.  Work is busy and I miss them terribly when I am away.  So I may not update very often, but I will make a valiant effort.  I do love being able to look back and see what we have endured and enjoyed.  So these pictures are our most recent family pictures.  I am learning to accept that it is very difficult to get all of us looking good at the same time.  That's okay though, I am finding Joy in the Journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nMdX9Uo0MFE/Tq2pPLX9BRI/AAAAAAAAByM/3gbnZG1m5_k/s1600/trae20112.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="315" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nMdX9Uo0MFE/Tq2pPLX9BRI/AAAAAAAAByM/3gbnZG1m5_k/s320/trae20112.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xmetn175DQs/Tq2pNaU0G_I/AAAAAAAABxc/VfoeWT282vo/s1600/family20112.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xmetn175DQs/Tq2pNaU0G_I/AAAAAAAABxc/VfoeWT282vo/s320/family20112.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i22gEhu8yTM/Tq2pNizZGkI/AAAAAAAABxo/QnVmYKem-PA/s1600/jeffmaria20112.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="273" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i22gEhu8yTM/Tq2pNizZGkI/AAAAAAAABxo/QnVmYKem-PA/s320/jeffmaria20112.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bgF3wNtj-7I/Tq2pOBwU_YI/AAAAAAAABx0/N00zTPJArJ8/s1600/maleena20112.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bgF3wNtj-7I/Tq2pOBwU_YI/AAAAAAAABx0/N00zTPJArJ8/s320/maleena20112.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rL4Lsd-ryi0/Tq2pO06_rAI/AAAAAAAAByA/rPpIwf7WPTY/s1600/miguel2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rL4Lsd-ryi0/Tq2pO06_rAI/AAAAAAAAByA/rPpIwf7WPTY/s320/miguel2011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-2210708672723149114?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/2210708672723149114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=2210708672723149114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/2210708672723149114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/2210708672723149114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2011/10/family-pics.html' title='Family Pics'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nMdX9Uo0MFE/Tq2pPLX9BRI/AAAAAAAAByM/3gbnZG1m5_k/s72-c/trae20112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-1885383235369254847</id><published>2011-04-11T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T13:53:52.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Easter</title><content type='html'>The Kellers had an early easter egg hunt this year because it happened that all of the family was in town for a wedding.  It was fun to get to spend some time with the cousins.  I enjoyed seeing them playing and getting to know each other.  Can't say that I have loved all the candy, but the party was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oNFnwTWcFzs/TaNmPXBb2xI/AAAAAAAABww/4W-P-OTSDUc/s1600/DSC03712.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oNFnwTWcFzs/TaNmPXBb2xI/AAAAAAAABww/4W-P-OTSDUc/s320/DSC03712.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J9JfW8S6STc/TaNmP5_cpVI/AAAAAAAABw4/1-5iD4GsJ1U/s1600/DSC03713.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J9JfW8S6STc/TaNmP5_cpVI/AAAAAAAABw4/1-5iD4GsJ1U/s320/DSC03713.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q8cFJaH9Dlk/TaNmQBsVedI/AAAAAAAABxA/b6_DEWHIWRI/s1600/DSC03714.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q8cFJaH9Dlk/TaNmQBsVedI/AAAAAAAABxA/b6_DEWHIWRI/s320/DSC03714.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_GV8uev18W8/TaNmQnjFrMI/AAAAAAAABxI/SbiPWt3qw_s/s1600/DSC03716.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_GV8uev18W8/TaNmQnjFrMI/AAAAAAAABxI/SbiPWt3qw_s/s320/DSC03716.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-thAphmivSm4/TaNmRPGGDoI/AAAAAAAABxQ/7xKFZ4U6uok/s1600/DSC03711.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-thAphmivSm4/TaNmRPGGDoI/AAAAAAAABxQ/7xKFZ4U6uok/s320/DSC03711.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-1885383235369254847?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/1885383235369254847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=1885383235369254847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/1885383235369254847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/1885383235369254847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2011/04/early-easter.html' title='Early Easter'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oNFnwTWcFzs/TaNmPXBb2xI/AAAAAAAABww/4W-P-OTSDUc/s72-c/DSC03712.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-5357565529002497022</id><published>2011-04-09T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T12:59:17.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakdown</title><content type='html'>So we pulled over near Ozona Texas and the car just didn't sound right.  It was "riding rough", no other way to explain it so we stopped at a truck shop and the owner said that he would be happy to look at it.  Nearly 5 hours later we were back on the road with a prayer to get us home.  The horrible sound never went away and now that we are home we have found out that our TrailBlazer will be a bit better in about another week and 1600 dollars later.  What a trip.  Actually not sure how the car made it home.  We are sure that Heavenly Father really did not want to see us stranded on the highway.  The people in Ozona were quite friendly and we appreciated them letting us use their break room to sleep and watch cartoons.  Always a story with us-it wouldn't be right to just have a great trip, free of any problems.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iwt9u4Tppy8/TaNdEOQF5QI/AAAAAAAABug/EewbDP8r_t8/s1600/DSC03703.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iwt9u4Tppy8/TaNdEOQF5QI/AAAAAAAABug/EewbDP8r_t8/s320/DSC03703.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-98YiaTuLW_s/TaNdEvV-1EI/AAAAAAAABuo/Lfeqq6f6x_Q/s1600/DSC03704.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-98YiaTuLW_s/TaNdEvV-1EI/AAAAAAAABuo/Lfeqq6f6x_Q/s320/DSC03704.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6XDAElzmWdQ/TaNdFZty7yI/AAAAAAAABuw/NQU3jxT0Oq8/s1600/DSC03705.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6XDAElzmWdQ/TaNdFZty7yI/AAAAAAAABuw/NQU3jxT0Oq8/s320/DSC03705.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qVBQCKkAASc/TaNdGK-D-5I/AAAAAAAABu4/jmn18KUGvIU/s1600/DSC03709.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qVBQCKkAASc/TaNdGK-D-5I/AAAAAAAABu4/jmn18KUGvIU/s320/DSC03709.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PMrg_YGAvhE/TaNdG_QM28I/AAAAAAAABvA/YxGQkwP6FzI/s1600/DSC03710.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PMrg_YGAvhE/TaNdG_QM28I/AAAAAAAABvA/YxGQkwP6FzI/s320/DSC03710.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we finally made it home.  What a rough couple days in the car.  It was a wonderful trip, despite the delay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-5357565529002497022?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/5357565529002497022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=5357565529002497022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/5357565529002497022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/5357565529002497022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2011/04/breakdown.html' title='Breakdown'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iwt9u4Tppy8/TaNdEOQF5QI/AAAAAAAABug/EewbDP8r_t8/s72-c/DSC03703.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-2446612607340175316</id><published>2011-04-09T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T13:05:09.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard to say Goodbye</title><content type='html'>The night before we left we had a BBQ at my Aunt Nora's home.  I have loved that home and every time we came upon it, I felt a peace rush over me as I spotted it.  My Aunt now lives in the home that used to belong to my Grandpa and Grandma.  Mama and Papa as I called them.  I miss them so much as I am remembering all the trips and memories that were spent in Texas.  Their home was like a magical castle and I loved the intricate maze of rooms.  It was not grand in appearance or maintenance.  Actually it deteriorated from visit to visit, but I loved that home.  I loved the people that greeted me at the door and offered their home to us.  I loved my Grandma's noodles and the cheez whiz she had waiting for me.  I loved the music playing and the smile on my Grandpa's face.  I loved the smell and the warmth.  I still can feel it.  I am grateful for the experiences that I have had and grateful for the simple memories that I will always cherish of my beautiful Contreras family.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mt5dPzO_Ejg/TaNe2TIJbsI/AAAAAAAABvI/BRas-z30vhs/s1600/DSC03697.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mt5dPzO_Ejg/TaNe2TIJbsI/AAAAAAAABvI/BRas-z30vhs/s320/DSC03697.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vwlCvZ39Uk0/TaNe26a0qaI/AAAAAAAABvQ/SeEtwSeOon8/s1600/DSC03699.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vwlCvZ39Uk0/TaNe26a0qaI/AAAAAAAABvQ/SeEtwSeOon8/s320/DSC03699.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YZroUsz_7-w/TaNe3rNxE0I/AAAAAAAABvY/5fQ76QWDdfM/s1600/DSC03700.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YZroUsz_7-w/TaNe3rNxE0I/AAAAAAAABvY/5fQ76QWDdfM/s320/DSC03700.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9YUvogzSqSE/TaNe4C4NpsI/AAAAAAAABvg/s0Y2NcnkJaY/s1600/DSC03696.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9YUvogzSqSE/TaNe4C4NpsI/AAAAAAAABvg/s0Y2NcnkJaY/s320/DSC03696.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-2446612607340175316?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/2446612607340175316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=2446612607340175316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/2446612607340175316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/2446612607340175316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2011/04/hard-to-say-goodbye.html' title='Hard to say Goodbye'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mt5dPzO_Ejg/TaNe2TIJbsI/AAAAAAAABvI/BRas-z30vhs/s72-c/DSC03697.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-6037305962462934286</id><published>2011-04-09T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T13:12:47.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>River Walk</title><content type='html'>Another enjoyable part of the trip was all the delicious food.  We had the best fajitas at Tink a Taco and the best Hamburgers at Chris Madrid's.  Definitely Recommend them both.  It is difficult to explain my love for San Antonio.  Wouldn't necessarily want to live there, due to the heat, but I always love the energy and feeling that I get when I visit.  The food tastes better, the colors are brighter and relaxing never felt better.  Of course I only go there when I am on vacation and that freedom from life's stress does make a difference.  Regardless, I loved our trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dhO2VNfDMs4/TaNgTIMPyRI/AAAAAAAABvo/S6JQsPe6bNM/s1600/DSC03689.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dhO2VNfDMs4/TaNgTIMPyRI/AAAAAAAABvo/S6JQsPe6bNM/s320/DSC03689.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hitY0JbeU0c/TaNgTz0fWPI/AAAAAAAABvw/LEaO9jQdbtU/s1600/DSC03692.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hitY0JbeU0c/TaNgTz0fWPI/AAAAAAAABvw/LEaO9jQdbtU/s320/DSC03692.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f0X8rRxwZyM/TaNgUlCyvgI/AAAAAAAABv4/cVHJM18oXuc/s1600/DSC03694.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f0X8rRxwZyM/TaNgUlCyvgI/AAAAAAAABv4/cVHJM18oXuc/s320/DSC03694.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XX2ZLYTy5jQ/TaNgVEGGGiI/AAAAAAAABwA/DmUAw-KeT4M/s1600/DSC03695.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XX2ZLYTy5jQ/TaNgVEGGGiI/AAAAAAAABwA/DmUAw-KeT4M/s320/DSC03695.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-6037305962462934286?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/6037305962462934286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=6037305962462934286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/6037305962462934286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/6037305962462934286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2011/04/river-walk.html' title='River Walk'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dhO2VNfDMs4/TaNgTIMPyRI/AAAAAAAABvo/S6JQsPe6bNM/s72-c/DSC03689.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-4827283397051936281</id><published>2011-04-09T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T13:21:01.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Flags</title><content type='html'>Second attempt at trying to get some pictures on here from the trip.  We spent Spring Break in Texas this year.  It was such a relaxing and enjoyable journey.  Little setback on the way home, but great none the less. The weather was perfect, just warm enough.  We were able to swim, shop, eat and play all at our leisure.  I forgot about work the minute we started driving and enjoyed every second of the trip.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fL9zi0gVHzM/TaNibatfreI/AAAAAAAABwI/QFeUA6lcuL4/s1600/DSC03668.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fL9zi0gVHzM/TaNibatfreI/AAAAAAAABwI/QFeUA6lcuL4/s320/DSC03668.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-slUxeY2GvOU/TaNib5wajSI/AAAAAAAABwQ/S41hcdAJvkc/s1600/DSC03669.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-slUxeY2GvOU/TaNib5wajSI/AAAAAAAABwQ/S41hcdAJvkc/s320/DSC03669.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bnhDKgCY42w/TaNicWTZAsI/AAAAAAAABwY/LHunwgnl79M/s1600/DSC03688.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bnhDKgCY42w/TaNicWTZAsI/AAAAAAAABwY/LHunwgnl79M/s320/DSC03688.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BcaQ2kmGVns/TaNic6r7O3I/AAAAAAAABwg/N64UvxFMeU8/s1600/DSC03684.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BcaQ2kmGVns/TaNic6r7O3I/AAAAAAAABwg/N64UvxFMeU8/s320/DSC03684.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8D7LfS_dzhg/TaNidej03DI/AAAAAAAABwo/lnbI96Ir_oA/s1600/DSC03685.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8D7LfS_dzhg/TaNidej03DI/AAAAAAAABwo/lnbI96Ir_oA/s320/DSC03685.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-4827283397051936281?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/4827283397051936281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=4827283397051936281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/4827283397051936281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/4827283397051936281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2011/04/six-flags.html' title='Six Flags'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fL9zi0gVHzM/TaNibatfreI/AAAAAAAABwI/QFeUA6lcuL4/s72-c/DSC03668.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-2847658177986022012</id><published>2011-02-22T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T18:54:43.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthdays</title><content type='html'>Miguel had a mario and luigi themed birthday cake. It was fun to see him so excited about his birthday.  5 is an exciting age full of wonder and eagerness.  He had a great time and it was fun to get together.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mEypHDBBofs/TWR2hFcIfOI/AAAAAAAABss/1P71hHM77d0/s1600/DSC03605.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mEypHDBBofs/TWR2hFcIfOI/AAAAAAAABss/1P71hHM77d0/s320/DSC03605.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Maleena had her birthday and she turned two.  She wasn't fully aware of what a birthday meant, but it was so fun to get her dressed up and ready for the party.  Thanks to Aunt Sharen, who helped with all the decorations and her cute skirt and shirt.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L_QqunDih0U/TWR2hR3GySI/AAAAAAAABs0/wajvRQJit6k/s1600/DSC03627.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L_QqunDih0U/TWR2hR3GySI/AAAAAAAABs0/wajvRQJit6k/s320/DSC03627.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tm1bi-kd3Qo/TWR2hgYD-jI/AAAAAAAABs8/sdHRaOSaoX0/s1600/DSC03632.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tm1bi-kd3Qo/TWR2hgYD-jI/AAAAAAAABs8/sdHRaOSaoX0/s320/DSC03632.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8LzAKds0Z0w/TWR2h36KZkI/AAAAAAAABtE/0wzySYHw09E/s1600/DSC03653.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8LzAKds0Z0w/TWR2h36KZkI/AAAAAAAABtE/0wzySYHw09E/s320/DSC03653.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-2847658177986022012?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/2847658177986022012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=2847658177986022012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/2847658177986022012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/2847658177986022012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2011/02/birthdays.html' title='birthdays'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mEypHDBBofs/TWR2hFcIfOI/AAAAAAAABss/1P71hHM77d0/s72-c/DSC03605.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-3408854279347039678</id><published>2011-01-01T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T20:58:09.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to wish everyone a happy new year.  2010 was a great year for our little family.  I am happy to say that we made it through free of any emergency room visits.  We are contemplating a surgery for Traeton this year with the hope of freeing him of his adenoids and allowing him to breathe a bit easier.  Waiting to hear if the specialist in Salt Lake feels the risks of stopping his aspirin regimen to allow for the surgery are worth the benefit for Trae.  I hope we are given the okay to have the surgery because he really needs it.  I am so thankful for the blessings of 2010.  Both Jeff and I ended the year working full time and getting ahead instead of falling behind.  The kids are all doing great and we are preparing for Miguel to start Kindergarten in the fall.  Miguel is struggling a bit with his speech and letter sounds.  He has an assessment in a couple of weeks and I am eager to see what the therapist says we should be working on.  I know he will feel better when he can pronounce words and have others fully understand what he is saying.  I worry about my kids and would do anything to make their lives easier.  Maleena is doing fabulous.  She is a bundle of attitude and heart.  We all love her so much.  We are all hoping for the best this year.  Praying for many blessings to come to our family and to our friends.  Heres to 2011!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-3408854279347039678?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/3408854279347039678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=3408854279347039678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/3408854279347039678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/3408854279347039678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-2551295435941574726</id><published>2010-12-18T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T20:37:40.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 pictures</title><content type='html'>What a relief to have some family pictures to capture this time in our lives.  It was interesting trying to get all five of us looking good.  Maleena was not really cooperating and that made all of us a bit frustrated, but the boys were angels and we caught some quick glimpses of Maleena's sweetness.  It was fun and I am so happy to have it done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TQ2MEDzVrdI/AAAAAAAABrI/HZhkntCcnwo/s1600/scan0008.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TQ2MEDzVrdI/AAAAAAAABrI/HZhkntCcnwo/s320/scan0008.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TQ2MEc1PGlI/AAAAAAAABrQ/OP3nqyCalBc/s1600/scan0004.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TQ2MEc1PGlI/AAAAAAAABrQ/OP3nqyCalBc/s320/scan0004.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TQ2MEjlLR4I/AAAAAAAABrY/MNV8jIFCuFs/s1600/scan0003.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TQ2MEjlLR4I/AAAAAAAABrY/MNV8jIFCuFs/s320/scan0003.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TQ2ME6400nI/AAAAAAAABrg/JjHUdK7B0AQ/s1600/scan0001.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TQ2ME6400nI/AAAAAAAABrg/JjHUdK7B0AQ/s320/scan0001.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-2551295435941574726?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/2551295435941574726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=2551295435941574726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/2551295435941574726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/2551295435941574726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2010/12/2010-pictures.html' title='2010 pictures'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TQ2MEDzVrdI/AAAAAAAABrI/HZhkntCcnwo/s72-c/scan0008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-4728286520683350509</id><published>2010-11-16T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T19:11:47.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming?</title><content type='html'>For the last four days Maleena has been obsessed with swimming.  More specifically her swim suit.  She loves the darn thing.  She asks to put it on when we put her in her pajamas and then it is a fight to get it off her in the morning.  For a while it was her Dora jammies and now it is a swim suit.  Should I be concerned about this for the future?  She is quite particular for such a young age.  I must not care too much because I could always hide the swim suit, but what fun would that be and she is so dang cute!  Gotta love this little one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TONHs-Q789I/AAAAAAAABqw/2uXisIgHBew/s1600/DSC03506.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TONHs-Q789I/AAAAAAAABqw/2uXisIgHBew/s400/DSC03506.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TONHtMEcC6I/AAAAAAAABq4/KclfiBH88fA/s1600/DSC03507.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TONHtMEcC6I/AAAAAAAABq4/KclfiBH88fA/s400/DSC03507.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TONHtSi_GSI/AAAAAAAABrA/GNNaezBozX4/s1600/DSC03508.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TONHtSi_GSI/AAAAAAAABrA/GNNaezBozX4/s400/DSC03508.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-4728286520683350509?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/4728286520683350509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=4728286520683350509' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/4728286520683350509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/4728286520683350509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2010/11/swimming.html' title='Swimming?'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TONHs-Q789I/AAAAAAAABqw/2uXisIgHBew/s72-c/DSC03506.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-2944367364056645225</id><published>2010-11-16T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T18:49:41.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty and Basketball</title><content type='html'>Our little Maleena will be two in a few months.  She has grown to be so sweet.  Such a great personality.  She has spunk and I am so proud of that.  She likes to put her brothers in their place and she really doesn't let them get away with much.  I have loved having the boys and now a girl.  It is so fun to see their differences and I do believe that they are different.  Maleena looks in the mirror when I am done fixing her hair and tells me whether she likes it or not.  She usually says, "Don't like it!"  Where did she learn to be so strong willed?  It is something I love and will probably hate at the same time.  I consider myself so blessed to have the children that I have.  They are not perfect, but neither am I.  Traeton is old enough to tell me just that on occassion.  I will admit that it is not easy to be a parent.  I am trying to raise them to be honest, considerate and caring.  They are teaching me so much more.  I look at my kids and am in awe of their different strengths.  I pray that I can be the mom that they need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so this is a bit extreme for a one year old, but it looked so cute.  The curlers didn't last, but they were fun for a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TONCHEz46hI/AAAAAAAABqQ/GSVR4xI8-w0/s1600/DSC03488.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TONCHEz46hI/AAAAAAAABqQ/GSVR4xI8-w0/s400/DSC03488.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TONCHuf6H3I/AAAAAAAABqY/RjOSjap7zng/s1600/DSC03489.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TONCHuf6H3I/AAAAAAAABqY/RjOSjap7zng/s400/DSC03489.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traeton is loving Basketball.  He is getting better and better.  I am proud of how far he has come.  Almost undetectable that he has had a stroke.  I took him to a different doctor than his normal a few weeks ago and the Doctor almost didn't believe that he actually did have one.  He is a miracle to me.  I know where he was at a year and a half ago- I will never forget what a stroke on a 5 year old looks like.  I thank my Heavenly Father often for the blessing of all of our health, but especially for Traeton's miraculous recovery.  The ability of his brain to rewire itself is not a simple task and I know Heavenly Father played a part in that.  Some may think it is all science, but we know otherwise and I am grateful for that knowledge.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TONCHt8Y1bI/AAAAAAAABqg/SiCpkdRD8lY/s1600/DSC03496.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TONCHt8Y1bI/AAAAAAAABqg/SiCpkdRD8lY/s400/DSC03496.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TONCIfUNZbI/AAAAAAAABqo/ALr7np5a9Vs/s1600/DSC03499.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TONCIfUNZbI/AAAAAAAABqo/ALr7np5a9Vs/s400/DSC03499.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miguel is in preschool now and loving it.  He will be 5 years old in January and it seems like yesterday that he was just a baby.  He is so excited to go to school with Trae and I will be forever nervous about him going to kindergarten.  He is quieter than Trae, but he speaks up when it matters.  I love all my kids.  They are unique and different in so many ways.  Sometimes it is difficult to navigate their strong personalities, but I am so proud to be their mother.  I wouldn't change that for anything in the world.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Traeton-Miguel-and Maleena, I love you with all of me.  All together you make up so much sunshine in my life.  My day is brighter because I get to witness your growth.  Please know that I will always love you!!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-2944367364056645225?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/2944367364056645225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=2944367364056645225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/2944367364056645225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/2944367364056645225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2010/11/beauty-and-basketball.html' title='Beauty and Basketball'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TONCHEz46hI/AAAAAAAABqQ/GSVR4xI8-w0/s72-c/DSC03488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-419260820432944101</id><published>2010-11-16T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T18:17:35.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2010</title><content type='html'>Lately it seems I can't quite keep up with all that life demands.  I wanted to post a couple pictures of the kids for Halloween.  It turned out to be a pretty nice night.  Maleena was very upset that I put something on her nose and it only lasted a minute or so.  Trae was the Thing from Fantastic Four and Miguel went as Iron Man.  Maleena was the adorable black cat.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TOM7O3kivbI/AAAAAAAABpw/1g96OD2x9tc/s1600/DSC03470.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TOM7O3kivbI/AAAAAAAABpw/1g96OD2x9tc/s400/DSC03470.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TOM7PDcmTfI/AAAAAAAABp4/JB50G8G6jfg/s1600/DSC03473.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TOM7PDcmTfI/AAAAAAAABp4/JB50G8G6jfg/s400/DSC03473.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TOM7PcDMMYI/AAAAAAAABqA/OH5pXvCh2ZI/s1600/DSC03481.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TOM7PcDMMYI/AAAAAAAABqA/OH5pXvCh2ZI/s400/DSC03481.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TOM7P1q_AbI/AAAAAAAABqI/Jr-el43yc8U/s1600/DSC03484.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TOM7P1q_AbI/AAAAAAAABqI/Jr-el43yc8U/s400/DSC03484.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-419260820432944101?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/419260820432944101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=419260820432944101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/419260820432944101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/419260820432944101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween-2010.html' title='Halloween 2010'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TOM7O3kivbI/AAAAAAAABpw/1g96OD2x9tc/s72-c/DSC03470.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-22096872680737587</id><published>2010-10-16T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T07:39:01.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ups and Downs</title><content type='html'>It seems that my emotions have been all over the place lately.  I work in a field that comes in during some people's darkest hour.  I sat with a mom a couple of days ago as she cried while telling me that she just can't take care of her child anymore.  She has a difficult child that justifiably needs intensive mental health treatment and hospitalization, but her agony over deciding that she can not provide him with the love and attention that he needs, was almost unbearable.  I cried a few tears myself, trying to maintain my composure.  Trying to assure her that she is making a brave decision that is in the best interest of her child, but then I think, how can giving up your child be in their best interest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get it, I know why I work for Child Protection and I know why I feel so strongly about what I do, but it doesn't make it easier to justify in a court report why a parent's rights should be terminated.  The impact of my words seems so overwhelming.  I am learning to accept the good with the bad.  I do see lives change and parent's step up for their kids, but I wish sometimes that all the ugliness had a remedy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-22096872680737587?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/22096872680737587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=22096872680737587' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/22096872680737587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/22096872680737587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2010/10/ups-and-downs.html' title='Ups and Downs'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-340216812957495654</id><published>2010-09-11T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T08:30:08.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lagoon</title><content type='html'>What fun we had at Lagoon this year.  Maleena stayed close to the wagon, but had a good time, none the less.  It was so fun to see the boys enjoying themselves.  I loved the getaway and day free of worries and concerns.  I am learning to shut work off and enjoy the moments that I have with my family.  Next year we are already planning to stay two days, since you really can't get it all done in one day.  For anyone wondering if there are enough rides for the kids-there are.  We haven't been back for a couple of years and things have changed.  There was so much to do and Jeff and I were able to get on the rides with the kids so that was even better.  I have to admit, the mini-rides were scary enough for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TIugS-byPGI/AAAAAAAABow/JFKR70IXQJc/s1600/DSC03435.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TIugS-byPGI/AAAAAAAABow/JFKR70IXQJc/s400/DSC03435.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TIugTbQ8g9I/AAAAAAAABo4/u-86CZvzpDY/s1600/DSC03438.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TIugTbQ8g9I/AAAAAAAABo4/u-86CZvzpDY/s400/DSC03438.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TIugTh9uO4I/AAAAAAAABpA/Lkt9c59AabI/s1600/DSC03448.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TIugTh9uO4I/AAAAAAAABpA/Lkt9c59AabI/s400/DSC03448.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TIugUIhY71I/AAAAAAAABpI/a2YFcJBT7x4/s1600/DSC03451.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TIugUIhY71I/AAAAAAAABpI/a2YFcJBT7x4/s400/DSC03451.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-340216812957495654?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/340216812957495654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=340216812957495654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/340216812957495654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/340216812957495654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2010/09/lagoon.html' title='Lagoon'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TIugS-byPGI/AAAAAAAABow/JFKR70IXQJc/s72-c/DSC03435.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-8488861869615540260</id><published>2010-08-28T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T14:56:13.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously, does it ever end?</title><content type='html'>So last Friday I took the day off work so I could have some fun with the kids.  (Jeff took off to drive to Nebraska for his brother's wedding)  The morning started off with a bang.  I heard a crash and this is what I saw.  Except Trae was standing at the bottom of the stairs covered in paint.  I about had a heart attack and then I quickly picked him up and put him back amidst the mess.  Of course I had time to grab the camera while I was getting the cleaning supplies.  Sweet Traeton.  He was trying to grab something off the shelf and stood on the bucket of paint in order to reach it.  Obviously, the bucket was not the most secure choice.  Surprisingly, the paint was quickly cleaned up and the rest of the day went so much better.  Maybe it helped to have the crisis over and done by 9 a.m.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Trae-life is never dull with you and your brother and sister around.  I can't say that I always like the adrenaline rush that comes with having you around, but I am thankful for you and proud of your independance.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/THmFmIdSPiI/AAAAAAAABoI/xwe3aYTszQw/s1600/DSC03461.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/THmFmIdSPiI/AAAAAAAABoI/xwe3aYTszQw/s320/DSC03461.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/THmFmshZTFI/AAAAAAAABoQ/tVp1Wf1Bakk/s1600/DSC03463.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/THmFmshZTFI/AAAAAAAABoQ/tVp1Wf1Bakk/s320/DSC03463.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/THmFmzUUNLI/AAAAAAAABoY/ktIADgzl88k/s1600/DSC03460.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/THmFmzUUNLI/AAAAAAAABoY/ktIADgzl88k/s320/DSC03460.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/THmFnbTzerI/AAAAAAAABog/OBvrkfvyZis/s1600/DSC03464.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/THmFnbTzerI/AAAAAAAABog/OBvrkfvyZis/s320/DSC03464.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-8488861869615540260?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/8488861869615540260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=8488861869615540260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/8488861869615540260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/8488861869615540260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2010/08/seriously-does-it-ever-end.html' title='Seriously, does it ever end?'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/THmFmIdSPiI/AAAAAAAABoI/xwe3aYTszQw/s72-c/DSC03461.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-5587141855799420511</id><published>2010-08-07T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T21:37:38.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jensen's Grove</title><content type='html'>Can't believe we have never taken the kids out to Jensen's Grove before.  They all had a wonderful time.  Traeton especially loved jumping off the dock.  It was such a nice afternoon and sooo relaxing.  Maleena is a natural swimmer.  She loves the water, well all three love the water.  I am grateful they are not scared and are actually getting to be pretty good swimmers.  Maleena would have walked on out into the deep if we would have let her.  Crazy girl-we are working on boundaries.  Over all the day was great.  We spent most of the afternoon swimming and had dinner with some friends.  Thanks Tyler and Kara for the drinks, chips and cookies.  We love our little get togethers.  Summer is going by so quick, before I know it school will have started and fall will be here.  Love days like this one.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TF40RyvI1lI/AAAAAAAABno/ljMPimHLNbI/s1600/DSC03401.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TF40RyvI1lI/AAAAAAAABno/ljMPimHLNbI/s320/DSC03401.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TF40SE2zS4I/AAAAAAAABnw/iLFUrAwL6Qc/s1600/DSC03405.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TF40SE2zS4I/AAAAAAAABnw/iLFUrAwL6Qc/s320/DSC03405.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TF40StX4yzI/AAAAAAAABn4/wyRXF988pEk/s1600/DSC03406.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TF40StX4yzI/AAAAAAAABn4/wyRXF988pEk/s320/DSC03406.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TF40TdBRE2I/AAAAAAAABoA/HWTMz30EGc4/s1600/DSC03412.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TF40TdBRE2I/AAAAAAAABoA/HWTMz30EGc4/s320/DSC03412.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-5587141855799420511?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/5587141855799420511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=5587141855799420511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/5587141855799420511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/5587141855799420511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2010/08/jensens-grove.html' title='Jensen&apos;s Grove'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TF40RyvI1lI/AAAAAAAABno/ljMPimHLNbI/s72-c/DSC03401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-8575652916923013050</id><published>2010-07-17T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T22:00:58.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a few more family pics</title><content type='html'>These pictures are of the family sitting around after eating ice cream.  The kids were being monitored, though they did get a little out of hand.  It is difficult to tame so many little boys.  I know Trae and Miguel love having their cousins around.  I get a bit stressed out when we are around a lot of people or just out in public cause I am constantly worried about what my kids are doing.  They did well today and I am proud of them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TEKKNSykx9I/AAAAAAAABnI/pn9BxS_HYLw/s1600/DSC03373.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TEKKNSykx9I/AAAAAAAABnI/pn9BxS_HYLw/s320/DSC03373.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Jordan and Kayla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TEKKNtM6GUI/AAAAAAAABnQ/OsCH7UOCrmw/s1600/DSC03375.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TEKKNtM6GUI/AAAAAAAABnQ/OsCH7UOCrmw/s320/DSC03375.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what energy these little ones have.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TEKKN9dypHI/AAAAAAAABnY/_QlBM8ErXgg/s1600/DSC03376.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TEKKN9dypHI/AAAAAAAABnY/_QlBM8ErXgg/s320/DSC03376.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maleena when I walked away maybe four steps to take a picture.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TEKKOK-nNVI/AAAAAAAABng/Lfgnql9w9Ko/s1600/DSC03374.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TEKKOK-nNVI/AAAAAAAABng/Lfgnql9w9Ko/s320/DSC03374.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-8575652916923013050?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/8575652916923013050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=8575652916923013050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/8575652916923013050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/8575652916923013050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2010/07/few-more-family-pics.html' title='a few more family pics'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TEKKNSykx9I/AAAAAAAABnI/pn9BxS_HYLw/s72-c/DSC03373.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-3579807990697211276</id><published>2010-07-17T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T21:52:22.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer loving</title><content type='html'>Today we were able to go to Grandma's house and swim in the ditch.  Well the kids swam, I just walked around watching Maleena.  They water their grass by flooding the yard so the kids get to go and swim in the grass.  They have a good time.  Maleena enjoys swinging and seeing the boys run in the water.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TEKH6m5Bc5I/AAAAAAAABmo/oH8WQ3DKfDU/s1600/DSC03371.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TEKH6m5Bc5I/AAAAAAAABmo/oH8WQ3DKfDU/s320/DSC03371.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kooper was able to spend the day at Grandma's while his parents are at the hospital.  Their new baby girl was born this morning at 7:48.  They named her McCall and I hear she is just adorable.  Congrats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TEKH68m2qFI/AAAAAAAABmw/TvYP4uviwwE/s1600/DSC03366.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TEKH68m2qFI/AAAAAAAABmw/TvYP4uviwwE/s320/DSC03366.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jared and Tiffany are also in town this weekend, so it was fun for the boys to all get to play together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TEKH7WTyJ-I/AAAAAAAABm4/Sy2V88OJ47c/s1600/DSC03368.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TEKH7WTyJ-I/AAAAAAAABm4/Sy2V88OJ47c/s320/DSC03368.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards we all went and got ice cream at Farr's.  Thanks Grandma and Grandpa for a fun filled day.  It was so nice to spend some time with you.  We really need to do it more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TEKH8J7SawI/AAAAAAAABnA/7c9-JWGlHSs/s1600/DSC03372.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TEKH8J7SawI/AAAAAAAABnA/7c9-JWGlHSs/s320/DSC03372.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-3579807990697211276?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/3579807990697211276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=3579807990697211276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/3579807990697211276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/3579807990697211276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-loving.html' title='summer loving'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TEKH6m5Bc5I/AAAAAAAABmo/oH8WQ3DKfDU/s72-c/DSC03371.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-110318812229930108</id><published>2010-07-06T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T14:46:44.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping-4th of July</title><content type='html'>This camping trip was a bit different in that we had so much going on it seemed like we were in town more than we were on the mountain, but it was still fun to get away. I can't remember camping in a tent while growing up, my memories always involve relaxing in a trailer, so it has taken me some time to get accustomed to doing everything outdoors and sleeping in a tent. Jeff has tried to make it as nice as he can. I think we are finally getting there. I am liking it more and more each time we go. It also helps that the kids are getting bigger and the boys are easier to take care of. It is Maleena that makes the most mess of her clothes, but she has a good time doing it so I give in. Jeff loves camping, he would do it every weekend if he could. I love his persevering attitude, but sometimes his obsession is more than I can handle. He always tells me that I love all of the camping purchases once I am using them, but I don't think of that when he is spending more money on camping gear. I do love him for trying to create something great for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a good husband and father. I complain from time to time, but I do feel lucky to have found him. I see young couples and love how I can feel the love that they have for each other and I wonder if Jeff and I will feel that again, or if it is normal to have moved through that. Are we losing that or has our love reached a higher level? I would like to think that between the kids and work and school and church, that we have moments of that infatuation. I have moments when I look at him and can't believe he loves me, so he must have those moments too. I asked him the other night, he says he does, but I need to know more. I need to feel it. I need to know that he loves me more than anything else. We have decided to make more time for us. I hate going out after work, because I have been away from the kids all day, but I see it is important for Jeff and I to connect outside of the daily routine. Here's to working on keeping my marriage and my love strong. I work hard on everything else, so it just makes sense that I will have to put some effort into this too.  Geez, don't know where all of that came from, but I have had a lot on my mind.  I guess this turned into my outlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TDOjtQ8CgqI/AAAAAAAABmI/0YQ4_DtWT-o/s1600/DSC03327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TDOjtQ8CgqI/AAAAAAAABmI/0YQ4_DtWT-o/s320/DSC03327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TDOjuFu6sCI/AAAAAAAABmQ/8QHwKCwxoeg/s1600/DSC03330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TDOjuFu6sCI/AAAAAAAABmQ/8QHwKCwxoeg/s320/DSC03330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TDOjuqgzHyI/AAAAAAAABmY/5oz7R6Xl8So/s1600/DSC03333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TDOjuqgzHyI/AAAAAAAABmY/5oz7R6Xl8So/s320/DSC03333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TDOju7fQ7DI/AAAAAAAABmg/wVvPJkPOj7w/s1600/DSC03336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TDOju7fQ7DI/AAAAAAAABmg/wVvPJkPOj7w/s320/DSC03336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-110318812229930108?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/110318812229930108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=110318812229930108' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/110318812229930108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/110318812229930108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2010/07/camping-4th-of-july.html' title='Camping-4th of July'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TDOjtQ8CgqI/AAAAAAAABmI/0YQ4_DtWT-o/s72-c/DSC03327.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-455796991602198593</id><published>2010-07-06T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T15:07:59.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love this little girl</title><content type='html'>I can not get enough of this beautiful face.  I look at Maleena and I am in awe of her beauty.  She is such a sweet little lady.  She is unique and I am so grateful to call her mine.  I marvel at how much greatness I see in her already.  I count my blessings every time I look into her face.  She has added so much to our family.  I love the boys and will always be thankful for the way they have blessed and added to our family, but Maleena has calmed my spirit.  I yearned for a girl and prayed that the lord would grant me my prayers.  I still worried that the ultrasound would be wrong, even up to the second the Doctor looked at her and said, "it's still a girl."  I know I would have loved another baby boy, obviously, but I needed a girl.  She has been a bright light through so many hardships.  She has softened her Dad in a way I can't explain.  I love to see the boys and Jeff loving her and playing with her.  She is not all sweet though, there is some spunk to her little personality and I am alright with that.  I know she will take care of herself and grow to be a strong, smart woman.  I am proud of her already.  I have taken a couple of days off for the holiday and it has allowed me to just hold her again.  I wish I could do it always.  I look at her and that innocent baby face is quickly changing.  Where does the time go?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TDOeLu_umWI/AAAAAAAABlo/je3GbTqaVHY/s1600/DSC03291.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TDOeLu_umWI/AAAAAAAABlo/je3GbTqaVHY/s320/DSC03291.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TDOeL17AFqI/AAAAAAAABlw/Scajhi4T4BQ/s1600/DSC03312.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TDOeL17AFqI/AAAAAAAABlw/Scajhi4T4BQ/s320/DSC03312.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TDOeMFZ2XTI/AAAAAAAABl4/jKQusGTvZQI/s1600/DSC03313.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TDOeMFZ2XTI/AAAAAAAABl4/jKQusGTvZQI/s320/DSC03313.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-455796991602198593?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/455796991602198593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=455796991602198593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/455796991602198593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/455796991602198593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-love-this-little-girl.html' title='I love this little girl'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TDOeLu_umWI/AAAAAAAABlo/je3GbTqaVHY/s72-c/DSC03291.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-7781690208422631037</id><published>2010-06-20T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T07:36:16.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>family pics</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was one of the first nice days and the sunshine really didn't even last all day, but we tried to take advantage of it and get some family pictures.  The camera died about 10 pictures in and there was no way we could get all of them done so we took a quick break, plugged it in and waited 5 minutes.  The kids were upset with the wait, but it turned out okay in the end.  We have a few good ones to work with and it was fun seeing the kids all dressed so nice.  &lt;br /&gt;Miguel LOVES taking pictures and being in pictures.  When I looked through what I had, there were many of him.  Which is good, because his picture is lacking around the house.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TB4m5pKOVeI/AAAAAAAABlA/ombNRzleeHg/s1600/miguel2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TB4m5pKOVeI/AAAAAAAABlA/ombNRzleeHg/s320/miguel2.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maleena was not cooperating, but I guess that is part of the fun when dealing with a 1 year old.  She looked adorable though.  Thanks Aunt Sharen for the pretty dress, we have been waiting patiently to try it on her along with the beautiful bow.  You did a great job on that too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TB4m6EaHbcI/AAAAAAAABlI/Vuwvs9Is4Aw/s1600/maleena2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TB4m6EaHbcI/AAAAAAAABlI/Vuwvs9Is4Aw/s320/maleena2.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traeton does not like to be criticized when smiling for a picture.  He takes it personally and then begins to shut down.  He is too much like me when it comes to that.  He eventually understood that it takes a while to get a great picture.  Love you Trae!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TB4m6ULQKNI/AAAAAAAABlQ/fAcaLYtu-z8/s1600/traeton.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TB4m6ULQKNI/AAAAAAAABlQ/fAcaLYtu-z8/s320/traeton.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maleena and I did get one good picture before the camera would not open anymore.  I wish she was smiling, but I have learned to take what I get.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TB4m6_T-vgI/AAAAAAAABlY/gennBUHK-bU/s1600/momnmaleena.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TB4m6_T-vgI/AAAAAAAABlY/gennBUHK-bU/s320/momnmaleena.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-7781690208422631037?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/7781690208422631037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=7781690208422631037' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/7781690208422631037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/7781690208422631037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2010/06/family-pics.html' title='family pics'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TB4m5pKOVeI/AAAAAAAABlA/ombNRzleeHg/s72-c/miguel2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-1192459684655581939</id><published>2010-06-15T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T21:33:48.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How did she do that?</title><content type='html'>We really can't leave anything out lying around anymore.  Maleena had been out playing in the grass and the next second I looked out and could not see her.  I stepped out the door and this is what I saw.  She had climbed up on the table and started eating some left over nachos.  I couldn't believe she was able to get up there, but I forget how much she has grown.  She looked so adorable-I was a little shocked that she liked the nacho cheese.  Given that it is a bit spicy even for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TBhT1uz5hgI/AAAAAAAABkg/NI849ahfztQ/s1600/DSC03214.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TBhT1uz5hgI/AAAAAAAABkg/NI849ahfztQ/s320/DSC03214.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TBhT2GAkdsI/AAAAAAAABko/Vor5LaeFbs8/s1600/DSC03217.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TBhT2GAkdsI/AAAAAAAABko/Vor5LaeFbs8/s320/DSC03217.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TBhT2fu7JrI/AAAAAAAABkw/3v2ThWQS0QU/s1600/DSC03223.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TBhT2fu7JrI/AAAAAAAABkw/3v2ThWQS0QU/s320/DSC03223.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TBhT20IisSI/AAAAAAAABk4/Own1DBHxb1I/s1600/DSC03220.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TBhT20IisSI/AAAAAAAABk4/Own1DBHxb1I/s320/DSC03220.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-1192459684655581939?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/1192459684655581939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=1192459684655581939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/1192459684655581939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/1192459684655581939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-did-she-do-that.html' title='How did she do that?'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TBhT1uz5hgI/AAAAAAAABkg/NI849ahfztQ/s72-c/DSC03214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-1919611537017944526</id><published>2010-06-05T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T18:49:51.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more pics</title><content type='html'>I already mentioned our trip to the fire station, but I wanted to add these pictures.  Jeff jumped right in there, eager to get a chance to use the big fire hose.  What a big boy he is.  Miguel was adorable and Maleena had fun just watching.  Her sticker identifies her as the fire marshall.  It really was a fun little outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TAr-u9Gbf1I/AAAAAAAABj4/hVEbnrB2YQg/s1600/DSC03213.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TAr-u9Gbf1I/AAAAAAAABj4/hVEbnrB2YQg/s320/DSC03213.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TAr-vAKPbaI/AAAAAAAABkA/oPPY8N4kwhU/s1600/DSC03211.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TAr-vAKPbaI/AAAAAAAABkA/oPPY8N4kwhU/s320/DSC03211.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TAr-vltLESI/AAAAAAAABkI/av4fViRTiIg/s1600/DSC03207.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TAr-vltLESI/AAAAAAAABkI/av4fViRTiIg/s320/DSC03207.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-1919611537017944526?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/1919611537017944526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=1919611537017944526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/1919611537017944526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/1919611537017944526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2010/06/more-pics.html' title='more pics'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TAr-u9Gbf1I/AAAAAAAABj4/hVEbnrB2YQg/s72-c/DSC03213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-2214477053087592214</id><published>2010-06-05T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T18:46:51.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Traeton's 7</title><content type='html'>What a delight for Traeton to have his first friend birthday party.  He was so excited and it turned out pretty good.  I was so nervous about it, but the kids liked the pizza and they had no problems entertaining eachother.  We love you Trae and we are so happy that you are a part of our family.  Can't believe it has been 7 years since I held my first born.  You are remarkable and we are so proud to be your parents.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TAr90olUETI/AAAAAAAABjY/19t9dbUI6Fs/s1600/DSC03200.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TAr90olUETI/AAAAAAAABjY/19t9dbUI6Fs/s320/DSC03200.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TAr91IBBqAI/AAAAAAAABjg/Egt6vZLyh6s/s1600/DSC03186.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TAr91IBBqAI/AAAAAAAABjg/Egt6vZLyh6s/s320/DSC03186.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were able to go the the fire station open house.  The boys had the most fun getting to hold the hose.  It was fun to see Miguel all dressed up.  Trae didn't want to put on extra clothes, but Miguel really wants to be a fireman so he loved every minute of it.  They even went into a room filled with smoke, to better get an idea of what it would be like to get out of your home if there was smoke in your room.  It was interesting and quite scary actually.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TAr91tCGXEI/AAAAAAAABjo/ZO94p_o7zFI/s1600/DSC03203.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TAr91tCGXEI/AAAAAAAABjo/ZO94p_o7zFI/s320/DSC03203.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TAr91wbD0QI/AAAAAAAABjw/7FcvfMie3Rg/s1600/DSC03208.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TAr91wbD0QI/AAAAAAAABjw/7FcvfMie3Rg/s320/DSC03208.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-2214477053087592214?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/2214477053087592214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=2214477053087592214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/2214477053087592214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/2214477053087592214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2010/06/traetons-7.html' title='Traeton&apos;s 7'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/TAr90olUETI/AAAAAAAABjY/19t9dbUI6Fs/s72-c/DSC03200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-8729594765623128193</id><published>2010-05-27T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T21:11:37.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is a good thing,  Right?</title><content type='html'>I find that I have a bit more time now that I am done nursing.  It has been so hard for me to quit this time around.  Trae was 12 months.  Miguel was 14 months and now Maleena made it 15 and &lt;i&gt;Jeff&lt;/i&gt; said enough.  I know I made the choice, but I like to blame him as I really enjoyed nursing Maleena.  I think part of me wanted to stop, but I loved the security of holding Maleena in my arms.  Knowing that she needed me and nobody else could comfort her the way I could.  Also anticipating that I might not have any more babies probably made it hard for me to let go of Maleena as my baby.  We are now two and a half weeks done.  Maleena still wonders what happened and my heart breaks that she would have nursed forever if she could.  I am no longer able to put her to sleep as easily as before and night have been the hardest time for her so Jeff takes her at night.   That is why I have blogged, because he is rocking her and loving her to sleep.  When I try she pulls at my shirt and cries.  It is too hard for me.  I know that eventually i will be able to hold her again, but she equates that rocking and cuddling to nursing and it is just too hard for her right now.  I miss my baby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-8729594765623128193?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/8729594765623128193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=8729594765623128193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/8729594765623128193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/8729594765623128193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-is-good-thing-right.html' title='this is a good thing,  Right?'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-4951751981882208357</id><published>2010-05-27T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T20:55:39.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day</title><content type='html'>I wanted to take a minute to express my deep love for those that have passed on before me.  Loved ones whose memories pass through my mind often.  I will be doing something and all of a sudden my thoughts drift to moments with my grandparents.  Or I smell something that reminds me of the familiar smells of my Grandparents home in Texas.  I say something and it sounds just like my Grandma Wallace.  I look at a garden and think of my Grandpa.  It is funny how our brains do that, how we do that.  I love the momentary sense of safety and connection that I feel.  Like they are right there, whispering to me that they are still near.  I may not make it to see their memorials this weekend, but my thoughts are with those that have passed on.  So on Memorial Day, thank you to those soldiers that died fighting and my loved ones that seemed to be taken much too soon.  I thank them for their examples and love.  For all that they did in their lives, so that I can do all that I am now.  All my Love-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-4951751981882208357?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/4951751981882208357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=4951751981882208357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/4951751981882208357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/4951751981882208357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2010/05/memorial-day.html' title='Memorial Day'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-1611892440433069245</id><published>2010-05-22T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T07:40:06.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one year ago..</title><content type='html'>On May 20th, a year ago, I had some very real fears about our future and Trae's recovery.  I sat with him at Primary Children's hospital and I struggled with the unknown.  Though the doctors told me all of the success stories and positives of Trae's particular stroke.  They also said you just have to wait and see.  I can't describe that feeling of uselessness.  When you try so hard to protect your children and never would I have imagined what Trae went through.  How scary it must have been for him.  To blink and not be able to control his body.  He was so strong.  Loved all of the attention and fought to gain his mobility and muscle control.  I am humbled by our blessings. Amazed by the miracles.  So now, a year later, I am so thankful that I can say Trae had a stroke and people look at me in disbelief.  Thank you to the nurse that helped us out to the car that beautiful May afternoon a year ago.  I clung to your words, when you whispered to me that we would get our son back.  He continues to scare us with his dare devil character, but I am not afraid of the effects of his stroke.  We are so proud of him and impressed with his faith, his courage and his unrelenting perseverance.  We love you Trae!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-1611892440433069245?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/1611892440433069245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=1611892440433069245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/1611892440433069245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/1611892440433069245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-year-ago.html' title='one year ago..'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-2601166791156208150</id><published>2010-05-20T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T20:14:55.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>can't wait for camping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had to put a couple pictures of Maleena as she is growing into quite a little lady.  She is walking and talking and causing all sorts of problems.  We love it!!  I have heard us say I don't remember the boys doing that.  Maleena is one of a kind.  She has lots of personality and she loves to pull things out as she moves around the house.  I am loving each new day and dreading it all at the same time.  I miss so much while I am working, but I find comfort in the knowledge that I am making a better life for my family.  Jeff and I are running here and there and sometimes I wonder how we are going to get through, but we are making it.  We have a lot of help and I am thankful for that.  Many family members have offered to watch the kids while we work.  I have had trainings in Boise where I had to leave for days at a time and many helped us through that, too.  Thanks Aunt Sharen and Grandma Keller for hanging in there with the kids.  I know they are a handful at times.  We count our blessings everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S_X6JYJZccI/AAAAAAAABi0/kLQukSNz7wc/s1600/DSC03157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S_X6JYJZccI/AAAAAAAABi0/kLQukSNz7wc/s320/DSC03157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;Maleena loves to find things in the garbage.  We have learned to put it up high if we don't want any unnecessary messes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S_X6J62tV6I/AAAAAAAABi8/F0QKh_8k23k/s1600/DSC03152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S_X6J62tV6I/AAAAAAAABi8/F0QKh_8k23k/s320/DSC03152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;Our latest pleasure comes from sitting out in the yard, roasting marshmallows by the fire.  We are all anticipating going Camping.  I can't wait for the firesides and starry skies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S_X6KYCChcI/AAAAAAAABjE/0-uFbwkT1iA/s1600/DSC03171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S_X6KYCChcI/AAAAAAAABjE/0-uFbwkT1iA/s320/DSC03171.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S_X6K5TRlJI/AAAAAAAABjM/fV9MWvWIm_c/s1600/DSC03170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S_X6K5TRlJI/AAAAAAAABjM/fV9MWvWIm_c/s320/DSC03170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; -moz-background-origin: padding; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; border: 0px none; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What do you think about Jeff's boy scout ability to light a fire?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-2601166791156208150?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/2601166791156208150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=2601166791156208150' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/2601166791156208150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/2601166791156208150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2010/05/cant-wait-for-camping.html' title='can&apos;t wait for camping'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S_X6JYJZccI/AAAAAAAABi0/kLQukSNz7wc/s72-c/DSC03157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-3052030840222435715</id><published>2010-04-07T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T18:20:19.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy</title><content type='html'>It seems that the few minutes that I have to myself, never really are to myself.&amp;nbsp; I think back at times in the past when I never thought I would get through and I just laugh at all that my life requires now.&amp;nbsp; I am grateful for my job.&amp;nbsp; I sat through a meeting yesterday in which 126 lay offs were announced.&amp;nbsp; I am the last hire in my office so you can imagine my anxiety.&amp;nbsp; I am still employed and am not really sure how it happened.&amp;nbsp; There are more experienced workers out of jobs all across the state.&amp;nbsp; I thank my Father in Heaven for sparing me this time.&amp;nbsp; One of my supervisors commented today that I really dodged a bullet yesterday and not even the supervisors know how I ended up holding on.&amp;nbsp; See, I am still on my probation period and it would be easy to let me go.&amp;nbsp; Though&amp;nbsp; I had prepared myself for the worst, it was bitter- sweet to not lose my job.&amp;nbsp; I had pictured being home with my kids and that looked pretty good.&amp;nbsp; Then the reality of that situation sets in and&amp;nbsp; I realize that losing my income would not make my life any less stressful and for that reason, I am so very grateful for my ability to work.&amp;nbsp; Thank you to the people that fought for me and kept me employed.&amp;nbsp; It means everything to me right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also happy to report that I have moved into the arena of t-ball and soccer coach.&amp;nbsp; I can handle the t-ball, but soccer?&amp;nbsp; Really? &amp;nbsp; I don't know&amp;nbsp; a thing about soccer, but the coach blew out his knee and I am the replacement.&amp;nbsp; Pray for the 6 year olds looking to me for direction.&amp;nbsp; I better get researching, first practice is tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; Wish me luck--&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-3052030840222435715?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/3052030840222435715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=3052030840222435715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/3052030840222435715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/3052030840222435715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2010/04/busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-6885169020465910933</id><published>2010-03-30T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T19:37:24.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S7K1WtavhDI/AAAAAAAABh4/SQOH3tG4O90/s1600/DSC03060.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;We went to the park for the first time this year and it was so funny, but everytime Maleena went down,  her hair went up.  She looked adorable with her hair standing on end.  She brings a smile to all our faces!!  We can't wait for many more slides and trips to the park.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S7K1YVcLLHI/AAAAAAAABiQ/CerIdR_atxs/s1600/Family+pictures+2009-2010+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S7K1YVcLLHI/AAAAAAAABiQ/CerIdR_atxs/s320/Family+pictures+2009-2010+053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-6885169020465910933?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/6885169020465910933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=6885169020465910933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/6885169020465910933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/6885169020465910933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2010/03/crazy-hair.html' title='Crazy hair'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S7K1YVcLLHI/AAAAAAAABiQ/CerIdR_atxs/s72-c/Family+pictures+2009-2010+053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-8206461958112144450</id><published>2010-03-30T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T19:27:53.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>growing so quickly!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;Just wanted to update the blog and put on some more recent pictures.  They are not the best ones, but they show how much Maleena has grown.  She is crawling, climbing, laughing, talking, cuddling and crying.  She has learned how to get what she wants and we are all falling for it.  What a princess!  We love her so much! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S7KyylHbm0I/AAAAAAAABhg/X5sO60YlsxU/s1600/DSC03060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S7KyylHbm0I/AAAAAAAABhg/X5sO60YlsxU/s320/DSC03060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This head band was made with love by Aunt Sharen.  It looked so cute on Maleena.  I was surprised that she kept it on, but we made it through church and that is all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S7KyzNYB35I/AAAAAAAABho/1S9c87Oio1c/s1600/DSC03092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S7KyzNYB35I/AAAAAAAABho/1S9c87Oio1c/s320/DSC03092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jeff has been remodeling the bathroom and Maleena discovered a great hideaway.  It was so cute to see her climb inside and play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S7KyzTXrCYI/AAAAAAAABhw/0daKjz3oEVs/s1600/DSC03082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S7KyzTXrCYI/AAAAAAAABhw/0daKjz3oEVs/s320/DSC03082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; -moz-background-origin: padding; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; border: 0px none; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-8206461958112144450?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/8206461958112144450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=8206461958112144450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/8206461958112144450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/8206461958112144450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2010/03/growing-so-quickly.html' title='growing so quickly!!'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S7KyylHbm0I/AAAAAAAABhg/X5sO60YlsxU/s72-c/DSC03060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-111692880385636658</id><published>2010-02-24T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T19:37:14.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's official-she's one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks Aunt Sharen for making Maleena's birthday cake this year.  It was the most delicious chocolate cake with pink cherry frosting.  I loved it, but  I can't say that Maleena agreed with me.  She wouldn't even take one bite.  She has been sick and is still working up her appetite, but I thought for sure she would dig right in.  She refused, even covered her mouth with her hand.  Happy Birthday anyway sweet girl!!  We all love you so much.  It is sure hard to believe that it has been a year already.  I know everyone says that it goes quick, but I feel like my baby just wasn't a baby quite long enough.  On the other hand, it is so fun to watch her grow.  It is also fun to watch her with Jeff.  She loves her Daddy and I am grateful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S4Xucm_CAKI/AAAAAAAABgQ/C8DZf9ZoLT4/s1600-h/DSC03050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S4Xucm_CAKI/AAAAAAAABgQ/C8DZf9ZoLT4/s320/DSC03050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S4XudKZrCYI/AAAAAAAABgY/RHu-Q7fwo4c/s1600-h/DSC03045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S4XudKZrCYI/AAAAAAAABgY/RHu-Q7fwo4c/s320/DSC03045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S4Xud_GCgjI/AAAAAAAABgg/3nknFIaotBc/s1600-h/DSC03051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S4Xud_GCgjI/AAAAAAAABgg/3nknFIaotBc/s320/DSC03051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S4XueIY49TI/AAAAAAAABgo/idBmsJ51V2A/s1600-h/DSC03052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S4XueIY49TI/AAAAAAAABgo/idBmsJ51V2A/s320/DSC03052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; -moz-background-origin: padding; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; border: 0px none; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-111692880385636658?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/111692880385636658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=111692880385636658' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/111692880385636658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/111692880385636658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-official-shes-one.html' title='It&apos;s official-she&apos;s one'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S4Xucm_CAKI/AAAAAAAABgQ/C8DZf9ZoLT4/s72-c/DSC03050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-7480784954643145911</id><published>2010-02-18T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T20:21:53.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's and Celebrations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;For Valentine's Day we went to a local hotel and swam the night away.  It was so fun and a nice surprise too. &lt;br /&gt;Then we invited family to come swim and enjoy some doughnuts for Maleena's birthday.  Thanks to those that could come.  Next time we will have to be a bit more organized, but it was a spur of the moment thing and not a big deal since it was her first birthday.  None the less, it was fun to say we had a party for her.   &lt;br /&gt;It turned out good that we celebrated early because Maleena has been sick the last few days and actually refused to eat anything on her real birthday. &lt;br /&gt;Poor girl- we are still waiting to blow out a candle and sing to her.  We will have to get a picture when she feels better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S34R2mc19_I/AAAAAAAABfM/M1OkUz_NNuk/s1600-h/DSC02999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S34R2mc19_I/AAAAAAAABfM/M1OkUz_NNuk/s320/DSC02999.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S34R3Nik69I/AAAAAAAABfU/uod79A81rv4/s1600-h/DSC03005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S34R3Nik69I/AAAAAAAABfU/uod79A81rv4/s320/DSC03005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S34R3RM45JI/AAAAAAAABfc/qsxkUkTKDAo/s1600-h/DSC03006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S34R3RM45JI/AAAAAAAABfc/qsxkUkTKDAo/s320/DSC03006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S34R3wBKw6I/AAAAAAAABfk/q8hfAp51Z6M/s1600-h/DSC03017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S34R3wBKw6I/AAAAAAAABfk/q8hfAp51Z6M/s320/DSC03017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-7480784954643145911?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/7480784954643145911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=7480784954643145911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/7480784954643145911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/7480784954643145911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-and-celebrations.html' title='Valentine&apos;s and Celebrations'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S34R2mc19_I/AAAAAAAABfM/M1OkUz_NNuk/s72-c/DSC02999.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-7142251071647997891</id><published>2010-02-18T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T20:08:29.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Miguel is 4 and Maleena is now 1!! Miguel wouldn't leave the house without his umbrella.  We are waiting for pictures from Miguel's party, but he had a good time surrounded by family.  It is fun watching him grow and develop his own personality.  Maleena is getting used to her new teeth and we are loving her big smiles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S34Os2N-MfI/AAAAAAAABes/2Nq6m1NoIGc/s1600-h/DSC02984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S34Os2N-MfI/AAAAAAAABes/2Nq6m1NoIGc/s320/DSC02984.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S34Ot3NyhgI/AAAAAAAABe0/DxLsfUnrxII/s1600-h/DSC02993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S34Ot3NyhgI/AAAAAAAABe0/DxLsfUnrxII/s320/DSC02993.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S34OudmgNNI/AAAAAAAABe8/x2U-YFuS_4k/s1600-h/DSC02992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S34OudmgNNI/AAAAAAAABe8/x2U-YFuS_4k/s320/DSC02992.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S34OuwHo-_I/AAAAAAAABfE/s6tyBqWLzCM/s1600-h/DSC02982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S34OuwHo-_I/AAAAAAAABfE/s6tyBqWLzCM/s320/DSC02982.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-7142251071647997891?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/7142251071647997891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=7142251071647997891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/7142251071647997891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/7142251071647997891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2010/02/birthdays.html' title='Birthdays'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S34Os2N-MfI/AAAAAAAABes/2Nq6m1NoIGc/s72-c/DSC02984.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-3521301293272413378</id><published>2010-02-18T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T19:59:47.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad sort of sledding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;This was our best attempt at sledding this year.  I will say that we were not the only ones on the hill and it really was fun.  There was more snow than it looks like in the pictures, but still pretty sad sleddin day for the kids this year.  The worst part was the wind-it was so cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S34MoPDTanI/AAAAAAAABeM/u0z92i21xG0/s1600-h/DSC02973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S34MoPDTanI/AAAAAAAABeM/u0z92i21xG0/s320/DSC02973.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S34MpUYG-2I/AAAAAAAABeU/zcIwtgiWNNE/s1600-h/DSC02976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S34MpUYG-2I/AAAAAAAABeU/zcIwtgiWNNE/s320/DSC02976.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S34MqcLYdXI/AAAAAAAABec/son_A6eo3_I/s1600-h/DSC02978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S34MqcLYdXI/AAAAAAAABec/son_A6eo3_I/s320/DSC02978.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Maleena and I spent most of the morning huddled together bracing ourselves from the cold.  It was fun though in the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S34MsVtvlXI/AAAAAAAABek/uhWNQpFqG_M/s1600-h/DSC02980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S34MsVtvlXI/AAAAAAAABek/uhWNQpFqG_M/s320/DSC02980.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-3521301293272413378?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/3521301293272413378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=3521301293272413378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/3521301293272413378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/3521301293272413378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2010/02/sad-sort-of-sledding.html' title='sad sort of sledding'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S34MoPDTanI/AAAAAAAABeM/u0z92i21xG0/s72-c/DSC02973.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-4944630955402325439</id><published>2010-01-06T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T19:28:58.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How pretty-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S0VU9qy2DAI/AAAAAAAABV8/63JbkfuXymA/s1600-h/DSC02885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S0VU9qy2DAI/AAAAAAAABV8/63JbkfuXymA/s320/DSC02885.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Maleena is nearing 11 months and we can finally say that she is crawling!!  She is doing great and brightens all our lives  with her contagious smile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S0VU9zoNnbI/AAAAAAAABWI/0a8JtJjeVyc/s1600-h/DSC02889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S0VU9zoNnbI/AAAAAAAABWI/0a8JtJjeVyc/s320/DSC02889.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-4944630955402325439?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/4944630955402325439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=4944630955402325439' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/4944630955402325439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/4944630955402325439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-pretty.html' title='How pretty-'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S0VU9qy2DAI/AAAAAAAABV8/63JbkfuXymA/s72-c/DSC02885.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-8570483529066617596</id><published>2010-01-06T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T19:23:55.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Catch up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S0VRWQFDM5I/AAAAAAAABOk/wDQYOc1XeCg/s1600-h/DSC02857.JPG"&gt;These pictures are prior to a day filled with fighting, melt downs and several this is stupid.&amp;nbsp; Gotta love my kids, but sometimes I wonder if anyone else struggles to see the good on what is supposed to be a beautiful day.&amp;nbsp; I will say that we did have amazing moments and I guess that will have to do for now.&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S0VRWQFDM5I/AAAAAAAABOk/wDQYOc1XeCg/s320/DSC02857.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S0VRWiLspJI/AAAAAAAABOs/LxNcEccLnKw/s1600-h/DSC02861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S0VRWiLspJI/AAAAAAAABOs/LxNcEccLnKw/s320/DSC02861.JPG" /&gt;Traeton got his beef stick from Santa, something he really wanted.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S0VRW4xRDRI/AAAAAAAABO0/RtuGiGgMSak/s1600-h/DSC02874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S0VRW4xRDRI/AAAAAAAABO0/RtuGiGgMSak/s320/DSC02874.JPG" /&gt;Maleena was just happy to be involved.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S0VRXSCeSTI/AAAAAAAABO8/UXbZzceV5AI/s1600-h/DSC02877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/S0VRXSCeSTI/AAAAAAAABO8/UXbZzceV5AI/s320/DSC02877.JPG" /&gt;This is from our family re-enactment of Christ's birth.&amp;nbsp; So cute!!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;I started looking at the recent pictures that we have taken on the camera and came across this one.  I will admit that she is a cutie no matter what, but a little ninja- come on Dad.  It is interesting the changes that are taking place around our home now that Dad is home and I am working full-time.  It is also apparent that we haven't taken very many pictures lately.  We will have to do better.  These are a couple of the latest ones of Maleena.  I love her sweater in the bottom ones and her Grandma Keller gave her the pretty Christmas dress. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks Grandma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SyG-xj69bZI/AAAAAAAABDE/L-xTadZT3cs/s1600-h/DSC02786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SyG-xj69bZI/AAAAAAAABDE/L-xTadZT3cs/s320/DSC02786.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SyG-x5UqAmI/AAAAAAAABDM/9-Nbu_KsFno/s1600-h/DSC02779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SyG-x5UqAmI/AAAAAAAABDM/9-Nbu_KsFno/s320/DSC02779.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SyG-yit0BtI/AAAAAAAABDU/Xcvh2FDXbIU/s1600-h/DSC02791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SyG-yit0BtI/AAAAAAAABDU/Xcvh2FDXbIU/s320/DSC02791.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SyG-y1U6CSI/AAAAAAAABDc/9TxKlVcudmg/s1600-h/DSC02787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SyG-y1U6CSI/AAAAAAAABDc/9TxKlVcudmg/s320/DSC02787.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-6383971812238206761?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/6383971812238206761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=6383971812238206761' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/6383971812238206761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/6383971812238206761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-is-dad-doing.html' title='What is Dad doing?'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SyG-xj69bZI/AAAAAAAABDE/L-xTadZT3cs/s72-c/DSC02786.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-1857817295527953773</id><published>2009-11-15T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T17:40:17.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am going to miss my kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;I can't believe that tomorrow I start working full time.  It has been like a nightmare come true.  One of my biggest fears.  Maybe I am being a bit dramatic, but it is soo hard to leave my babies.  I have never liked doing it and hoped that I wouldn't have to leave them for this amount of time, but job loss and financial concerns have compelled me to need it.  I am grateful that I finished school and am now able to get a job.  It will be working for Health and Welfare and the job I hoped to get when all my children were in school.  I am still not sure I am ready, but tomorrow is the day.  It is a blessing for us and Jeff and I feel that it is the right time, given that he is going to start school in January, but I still cry at times just thinking about it.  I am so thankful that my little sister Sharen is here to help me through this struggle.  Even without asking, she offered to watch my kids so I wouldn't have to take them to daycare.  I would gladly pay her instead of a stranger.  I know she wanted to move closer to family and made the decision to leave Boise, but I have been so happy to have her close, especially now.  I am praying that this change is not too hard on Maleena as I am still nursing her and she really is a mamma's girl.  I am hoping for the best and trying to stay positive, reminding myself that the Lord knows what I can handle.  I know the Lord had a hand in how I got the job and I am thankful for that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SwCtUZlGjBI/AAAAAAAABBk/aUy3Pnvde0E/s1600/DSC02776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SwCtUZlGjBI/AAAAAAAABBk/aUy3Pnvde0E/s320/DSC02776.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SwCtUrqdfTI/AAAAAAAABBs/UKjhdulT0HQ/s1600/DSC02775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SwCtUrqdfTI/AAAAAAAABBs/UKjhdulT0HQ/s320/DSC02775.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Maleena shares my worries in this picture, exactly how I am feeling inside.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SwCtUzfY7qI/AAAAAAAABB0/LDDCSjGM2dY/s1600/DSC02766-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SwCtUzfY7qI/AAAAAAAABB0/LDDCSjGM2dY/s320/DSC02766-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; border: 0px none; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-1857817295527953773?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/1857817295527953773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=1857817295527953773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/1857817295527953773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/1857817295527953773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-going-to-miss-my-kids.html' title='I am going to miss my kids'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SwCtUZlGjBI/AAAAAAAABBk/aUy3Pnvde0E/s72-c/DSC02776.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-269153919380523939</id><published>2009-11-15T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T17:14:20.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a star!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;Though it took some convincing, Trae decided to play basketball this year.  It has been so fun to watch him out there.  The highlight came when he was able to make a basket and score some points for his team.  (Even though they don't keep track at this age)  He is a lot like me in that it is extremely hard to try new things.  I don't want to look like an idiot and I hate that he shares that with me.  I admire those that can be carefree and willing to make mistakes.  Oh, I still make mistakes but I am learning to handle them better than I used to.  Trae did a great job and I felt so happy for him.  Thanks to the Grandparents and Uncle Jordan for showing up.  Trae was unsure whether he wanted anyone to watch him, but I know each week he will feel more confident and comfortable.  This one is for him-We love you Trae, you continue to amaze us at how far you have come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SwCnRU7RwHI/AAAAAAAABBE/meCG3H6MzEU/s1600/DSC02772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SwCnRU7RwHI/AAAAAAAABBE/meCG3H6MzEU/s320/DSC02772.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SwCnRn_5MmI/AAAAAAAABBM/zyngMZfto-c/s1600/DSC02771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SwCnRn_5MmI/AAAAAAAABBM/zyngMZfto-c/s320/DSC02771.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SwCnR4Ti_RI/AAAAAAAABBU/tqLIBzMwaIM/s1600/DSC02773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SwCnR4Ti_RI/AAAAAAAABBU/tqLIBzMwaIM/s320/DSC02773.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SwCnSXodcsI/AAAAAAAABBc/yHXgK6MjLqc/s1600/DSC02774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SwCnSXodcsI/AAAAAAAABBc/yHXgK6MjLqc/s320/DSC02774.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; border: 0px none; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-269153919380523939?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/269153919380523939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=269153919380523939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/269153919380523939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/269153919380523939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-star.html' title='What a star!'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SwCnRU7RwHI/AAAAAAAABBE/meCG3H6MzEU/s72-c/DSC02772.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-3532005890888250046</id><published>2009-11-09T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T18:36:57.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuck!  don't eat everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;Jeff and I were just talking about how nice it is that Maleena is able to eat what we eat.   We were surprised tonight to find out that she also enjoys Box Elder Beetles.  Yuck!!  I am so glad that Jeff was home to find that one.  We were all enjoying being together and Maleena was playing with some toys on the floor when Trae thought it looked like she put something in her mouth.  Jeff searched around and sure enough he came out with half a bug, still distinguishable, but pretty much gone.  I don't recall the boys eating bugs, but my sweet baby girl found one.  Something is wrong with this picture.  I guess I shouldn't be so worried about her being able to chew her food, it turns out she did pretty good on the little beetle.  Sorry I know it is gross, but I just had to post.  Maybe they have Fear Factor, infant style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SvjRo_KsGEI/AAAAAAAABAU/8qlHRetvO6c/s1600-h/DSC02759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SvjRo_KsGEI/AAAAAAAABAU/8qlHRetvO6c/s320/DSC02759.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SvjRpOtoNsI/AAAAAAAABAc/9L43QVn9dHA/s1600-h/DSC02762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SvjRpOtoNsI/AAAAAAAABAc/9L43QVn9dHA/s320/DSC02762.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SvjRpRMy-lI/AAAAAAAABAk/yTQ0X0DSPMA/s1600-h/DSC02764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SvjRpRMy-lI/AAAAAAAABAk/yTQ0X0DSPMA/s320/DSC02764.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; border: 0px none; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-3532005890888250046?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/3532005890888250046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=3532005890888250046' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/3532005890888250046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/3532005890888250046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/11/yuck-dont-eat-everything.html' title='Yuck!  don&apos;t eat everything'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SvjRo_KsGEI/AAAAAAAABAU/8qlHRetvO6c/s72-c/DSC02759.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-8291567799317942828</id><published>2009-11-06T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T08:21:07.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>test</title><content type='html'>It seems that my blog doesn't update on my sister's blog and show that I have posted anything.  I just wanted to see if it will this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-8291567799317942828?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/8291567799317942828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=8291567799317942828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/8291567799317942828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/8291567799317942828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/11/test.html' title='test'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-906782264581210312</id><published>2009-11-03T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T07:55:47.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!!</title><content type='html'>We had a great Halloween night.  I was pleased that the sun was shining and it wasn't too cold.  I knew it would be hard for the boys to be outside once it got dark, because it gets so darn cold.  We came home with a lot of left over candy from our ward trunk or treat.  Last year we ran out, this year we probably had half our supply left-maybe next year we will be just right.  Miguel liked handing the candy out more than he liked going and getting it.  Actually, it was the highlight of the night to get to answer the door at their Grandma's house and see who was there.  I love traditional trick or treating.  I just think it is more fun and the walking is good for me and my kids.  Needless to say, we have a ton of candy at our house and I am the one that ends up eating most of it.  This year we had two ninjas and a chick-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SvBSf-N586I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/siEE8xdOZvA/s1600-h/DSC02746.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SvBSf-N586I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/siEE8xdOZvA/s320/DSC02746.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SvBSgA4ZwEI/AAAAAAAAA_g/k1KFAys9jc4/s1600-h/DSC02747.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SvBSgA4ZwEI/AAAAAAAAA_g/k1KFAys9jc4/s320/DSC02747.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SvBSgcqjKsI/AAAAAAAAA_o/CN6rqkv-ZzM/s1600-h/DSC02750.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SvBSgcqjKsI/AAAAAAAAA_o/CN6rqkv-ZzM/s320/DSC02750.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SvBSgmlRlSI/AAAAAAAAA_w/nBjiktNa_V8/s1600-h/DSC02752.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SvBSgmlRlSI/AAAAAAAAA_w/nBjiktNa_V8/s320/DSC02752.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-906782264581210312?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/906782264581210312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=906782264581210312' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/906782264581210312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/906782264581210312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!!'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SvBSf-N586I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/siEE8xdOZvA/s72-c/DSC02746.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-1308119756646692657</id><published>2009-10-28T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T07:08:39.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tribute</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Mom!!  &lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to tell my Mother how amazing she is.  She has always taught by example and lived the way she wanted her children to.  I admire her in so many ways.  I never knew how hard she worked for us while we were growing up.  She never let on that there were difficult times.  I pray for her strength and more of her ability to sacrifice for others.  It was nice to have her with us in Salt Lake after every one else had left when Trae had his stroke.  She was there just to be there and I appreciated it so much.  So, Thanks Mom- maybe I didn't tell you, but I needed you and I am so thankful that you stayed.  It's your day and I hope you enjoy it.  We Love You! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SuhQZTXSpVI/AAAAAAAAA-4/2zSQZLQXIIU/s1600-h/DSC00049.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SuhQZTXSpVI/AAAAAAAAA-4/2zSQZLQXIIU/s320/DSC00049.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this picture is of last year at her birthday dinner, which was also for my Sister's husband Betz.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-1308119756646692657?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/1308119756646692657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=1308119756646692657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/1308119756646692657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/1308119756646692657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/10/tribute.html' title='tribute'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SuhQZTXSpVI/AAAAAAAAA-4/2zSQZLQXIIU/s72-c/DSC00049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-7144833756067821887</id><published>2009-10-16T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T08:58:21.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>updates</title><content type='html'>First, I just want to say I have an amazing husband.  I don't tell Jeff often enough how much he means to me.  He is such a hard worker and genuine guy.  I can't say that he has always been a hands on kind of Father.  He would much rather bring home a one year old and skip the whole first year.  I love the baby stage, but we agree to disagree on the issue of babyhood.  However, something has been different with Maleena.  I think she stole his heart from the moment he saw her.  Last night I worked til 9 so that left Jeff with having to pick up the kids from my mom's and then taking care of them til I got home.  He even fed Maleena her baby food for the first time.  He did pretty good, despite the fact that he gave her sweet potatoes and green beans.  He thought it sounded gross to mix a fruit and a vegetable.  That's okay though.  When I got home the kids had their pajamas on and were ready for bed. (teeth brushed, too)  It was a nice surprise.  So, Thanks honey-despite our struggles-you have been great and I love having you home more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/StiXeUU2Z7I/AAAAAAAAA-A/1oudQ5HFCTA/s1600-h/DSC02698.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/StiXeUU2Z7I/AAAAAAAAA-A/1oudQ5HFCTA/s320/DSC02698.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These cute kids are our nephews Andrew and Kyle.  (Jeff's brother Jared's kids)  We don't get to see them much because they live in Boise, but we love them tons.  They just added a little girl to the mix-Rachel born yesterday.  Congrats!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/StiXe6oa4yI/AAAAAAAAA-I/eRfq-IAoWFY/s1600-h/DSC02675.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/StiXe6oa4yI/AAAAAAAAA-I/eRfq-IAoWFY/s320/DSC02675.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/StiXfH_8_0I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/0zcaOq7D8lc/s1600-h/DSC02680.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/StiXfH_8_0I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/0zcaOq7D8lc/s320/DSC02680.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little beauty-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/StiXfpEl8HI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/X1NYvjOepKU/s1600-h/DSC02701.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/StiXfpEl8HI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/X1NYvjOepKU/s320/DSC02701.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and My sister just found out she is having a girl-due in March  Yahoo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-7144833756067821887?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/7144833756067821887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=7144833756067821887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/7144833756067821887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/7144833756067821887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/10/updates.html' title='updates'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/StiXeUU2Z7I/AAAAAAAAA-A/1oudQ5HFCTA/s72-c/DSC02698.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-7574935707405107236</id><published>2009-10-10T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T16:24:54.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In a nut shell...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/StEWmWG-YjI/AAAAAAAAA7M/_NWI17qOnO0/s1600-h/natural+birth+control.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/StEWmWG-YjI/AAAAAAAAA7M/_NWI17qOnO0/s320/natural+birth+control.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391115076964868658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister Sharen has a little comic on her blog, so I thought I would add one to mine.  This seemed to fit us perfectly.  Unfortunately I like our bed partner a whole lot more than Jeff does.  I just can't sleep without my cuddle bug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-7574935707405107236?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/7574935707405107236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=7574935707405107236' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/7574935707405107236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/7574935707405107236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-nut-shell.html' title='In a nut shell...'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/StEWmWG-YjI/AAAAAAAAA7M/_NWI17qOnO0/s72-c/natural+birth+control.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-5862314577118109050</id><published>2009-09-23T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T08:55:41.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Which one are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SrpDSuxv31I/AAAAAAAAA6M/TvnNOJYIMmg/s1600-h/DSC02246.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/_yzF65E-FjM4/SrpDSuxv31I/AAAAAAAAA6M/TvnNOJYIMmg/s320/DSC02246.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384690293548244818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miguel is three years old and sometimes it is quite difficult to make out what he is saying.  Well, usually we can understand him, but once in a while it is almost impossible.  This morning was one of those times.  We were in the kitchen and he was dancing around with the mop.  He had gotten pretty close to Maleena with the end of it and I thought I had told him to get back away from Maleena.  He started saying something to me.  I thought he was saying Me dancing, or Me can or Me okay.  See he likes to say me doing something instead of I am doing something.  Well, he was getting frustrated that I did not know what he said and then he said, with full desperation in his voice-  Me Miguel, not Trae.  Apparently I had called him Trae when I asked him to move away from Maleena and he was trying to tell me he is Miguel, not Trae.  Poor child-he thought his own mother did not even know his name.  Sure Glad we figured that one out.  My sweet Miguel-I sure love him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-5862314577118109050?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/5862314577118109050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=5862314577118109050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/5862314577118109050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/5862314577118109050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/09/which-one-are-you.html' title='Which one are you?'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SrpDSuxv31I/AAAAAAAAA6M/TvnNOJYIMmg/s72-c/DSC02246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-7560731625905498012</id><published>2009-09-13T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T21:34:14.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maleena 7 months</title><content type='html'>Time is flying by-can't believe it has been 7 months already.  We all love that Maleena is such a happy baby.  It is nice to have another girl in the family and the boys can't get enough of that smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/Sq3HDY_ZCuI/AAAAAAAAA18/iScSz6MhhgY/s1600-h/Maleena+7+months.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/Sq3HDY_ZCuI/AAAAAAAAA18/iScSz6MhhgY/s320/Maleena+7+months.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381175990839479010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-7560731625905498012?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/7560731625905498012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=7560731625905498012' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/7560731625905498012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/7560731625905498012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/09/maleena-7-months.html' title='Maleena 7 months'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/Sq3HDY_ZCuI/AAAAAAAAA18/iScSz6MhhgY/s72-c/Maleena+7+months.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-5211654369272548523</id><published>2009-09-09T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T19:24:01.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>updates-pics</title><content type='html'>These first two pics. are of us waiting to pick up Jeff in Salt Lake.  The ride was okay, Maleena was not loving it after about an hour and a half, but we made it.  The last couple are of Maleena in a jacket picked out by Dad.  It was cute to see Jeff looking for cute little girl stuff.  Maleena is nearing 7 months and getting cuter everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SqhjOco-NII/AAAAAAAAAys/MUkk3xpLCWQ/s1600-h/DSC02648.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SqhjOco-NII/AAAAAAAAAys/MUkk3xpLCWQ/s320/DSC02648.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SqhjOxqED3I/AAAAAAAAAy0/kDo8CQc2J-c/s1600-h/DSC02652.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SqhjOxqED3I/AAAAAAAAAy0/kDo8CQc2J-c/s320/DSC02652.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SqhjPX9to0I/AAAAAAAAAy8/ExWv6dPHgi0/s1600-h/DSC02657.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SqhjPX9to0I/AAAAAAAAAy8/ExWv6dPHgi0/s320/DSC02657.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SqhjP4YmcMI/AAAAAAAAAzE/0y-OIovII_E/s1600-h/DSC02668.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SqhjP4YmcMI/AAAAAAAAAzE/0y-OIovII_E/s320/DSC02668.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-5211654369272548523?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/5211654369272548523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=5211654369272548523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/5211654369272548523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/5211654369272548523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/09/updates-pics.html' title='updates-pics'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SqhjOco-NII/AAAAAAAAAys/MUkk3xpLCWQ/s72-c/DSC02648.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-8603004941069196563</id><published>2009-09-03T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:30:34.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pickin corn</title><content type='html'>Thanks Grandma and Grandpa, we are sooo excited for the vegetables.  The boys sure loved picking the corn and it was fun to take some pictures in the garden.  Trae took the pic of me-can't believe how much he has grown.  It was a fun night for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SqCX4ilJ4wI/AAAAAAAAAvM/9fG5OYTEIBs/s1600-h/DSC02638.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SqCX4ilJ4wI/AAAAAAAAAvM/9fG5OYTEIBs/s320/DSC02638.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SqCX5KF2ivI/AAAAAAAAAvU/noo-nRGN8U4/s1600-h/DSC02636.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SqCX5KF2ivI/AAAAAAAAAvU/noo-nRGN8U4/s320/DSC02636.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SqCX5hTkJoI/AAAAAAAAAvc/t9jXVlOwFPQ/s1600-h/DSC02643.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SqCX5hTkJoI/AAAAAAAAAvc/t9jXVlOwFPQ/s320/DSC02643.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SqCX6MRxURI/AAAAAAAAAvk/fKBwHbpcq7Q/s1600-h/DSC02647.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SqCX6MRxURI/AAAAAAAAAvk/fKBwHbpcq7Q/s320/DSC02647.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-8603004941069196563?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/8603004941069196563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=8603004941069196563' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/8603004941069196563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/8603004941069196563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/09/pickin-corn.html' title='Pickin corn'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SqCX4ilJ4wI/AAAAAAAAAvM/9fG5OYTEIBs/s72-c/DSC02638.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-5317139421408267070</id><published>2009-08-30T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T14:35:27.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>football</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we were able to go to a couple of football games for some of our family members.  Good job Sean, Taron and Kaeleb!!  It was fun to be outside enjoying the fresh air.  I also love to watch football.  Have ever since my brothers played in junior high and high school.  I don't appreciate the games played on T.V., but I love sitting on the sidelines.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miguel had a good time playing with his Uncle Sean and cousin Dreyson.  Gotta love our kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SprwmtUbtrI/AAAAAAAAAno/IAqpDIveVVg/s1600-h/DSC02630.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SprwmtUbtrI/AAAAAAAAAno/IAqpDIveVVg/s320/DSC02630.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SprwnP2f38I/AAAAAAAAAnw/ClOSLWuzFCc/s1600-h/DSC02631.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SprwnP2f38I/AAAAAAAAAnw/ClOSLWuzFCc/s320/DSC02631.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SprwnWZfmcI/AAAAAAAAAn4/gDFB0BxGmlg/s1600-h/DSC02632.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SprwnWZfmcI/AAAAAAAAAn4/gDFB0BxGmlg/s320/DSC02632.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-5317139421408267070?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/5317139421408267070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=5317139421408267070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/5317139421408267070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/5317139421408267070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/08/football.html' title='football'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SprwmtUbtrI/AAAAAAAAAno/IAqpDIveVVg/s72-c/DSC02630.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-1974462817452374212</id><published>2009-08-25T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T21:51:02.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school again</title><content type='html'>Can't believe how quick the summer went.  Traeton is now in the first grade and you know what that means.  All day of school!!  I am not sure it is such a good thing that I feel so glad to have him out of my hair for all that time.  No, just kidding- I sat at home today and just kept thinking about him and what he might be doing at that particular time.  I am so proud of him.  He seems to be doing great.  Other than getting tired from his brain working so hard all the time, I don't see too many side effects from the stroke.  There are little things here and there, like difficulty riding his bike or crossing the monkey bars when those things were easy for him before.  He always gave a 110% and that hasn't changed.  So far he says that school is okay, but he really isn't learning anything new. (his words)  We keep telling him that is why he has to keep going, because one of these days they will teach him.  He is growing up too fast, as are all of my children.  Maleena is 6 months now and I am loving her new discoveries.  I am trying to capture all the magic with her.  It seems like I was so busy when the boys were little.  I am still busy, but something is different-maybe it is because she is a girl and I don't want to miss a thing.  I don't know.  Miguel is becoming quite the storyteller, but usually only Trae and I can understand him.  He is getting better though-Dad is picking up on a few things here and there.  We love him despite the fact that it seems he has only two levels.  Quiet as a mouse or screaming as loud as he can.  I often have to remind myself that he is only three.  Jeff is off driving for Swift Trucking and is gone for two weeks at a time.  We miss him terribly, but cherish the moments when he is home.  I know it is only getting harder for him to be away from us as the kids get bigger and we are working on figuring out another way.  Jeff might be starting school in the near future himself.  There is one thing for sure in our house and that is that we are always changing things around.  Not by choice, most of the time.  A little stability would be nice, but things are good and we are all healthy.  Anyway, back to Trae and the first grade.  He sure looks all grown up to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SpS_MCMouII/AAAAAAAAAZc/IS5u2M6TZW0/s1600-h/DSC02626.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SpS_MCMouII/AAAAAAAAAZc/IS5u2M6TZW0/s320/DSC02626.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SpS_Mg8tNPI/AAAAAAAAAZk/pjm5Tdv-M-A/s1600-h/DSC02627.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SpS_Mg8tNPI/AAAAAAAAAZk/pjm5Tdv-M-A/s320/DSC02627.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SpS_NF3-mVI/AAAAAAAAAZs/UoUcBNcLTr0/s1600-h/DSC02629.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SpS_NF3-mVI/AAAAAAAAAZs/UoUcBNcLTr0/s320/DSC02629.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-1974462817452374212?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/1974462817452374212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=1974462817452374212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/1974462817452374212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/1974462817452374212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-to-school-again.html' title='Back to school again'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SpS_MCMouII/AAAAAAAAAZc/IS5u2M6TZW0/s72-c/DSC02626.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-163234366340710560</id><published>2009-08-14T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T12:40:49.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It won't be like this for long</title><content type='html'>I have been listening to Darius Rucker and his song about how our kids grow up so quickly and how it won't be like this for long.  My kids are still small, but I am amazed and almost saddened at how fast the time goes.  With one of my sisters being newly pregnant and the other one just having had a baby, I can't help but think about how the last year has gone for me.  Maleena is 6 months, Miguel is 3 and Trae is 6 yrs. old.  It seems like I was just bringing Trae home from the hospital and struggling to figure out this phenomenon that is motherhood.  I never would have predicted how glorious it would be, and how hard.  There are days I wonder what I have gotten myself into,but those days seem to always be followed by a quick smile or hug from one of my kids and I am reassured as to why I became a mom.  It is the greatest thing on Earth and I am excited for my sis Sharen and for my sister Tara as she is gearing up for another baby in her home.  Sometimes we need to remind ourselves of the good as we get through the bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-163234366340710560?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/163234366340710560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=163234366340710560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/163234366340710560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/163234366340710560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-wont-be-like-this-for-long.html' title='It won&apos;t be like this for long'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-4014493654199063760</id><published>2009-08-14T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T12:18:02.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just saying hello</title><content type='html'>We just wanted to say that we are doing good.  It has been a while, but we are hanging in there.  Sharen and Memo had their beautiful boy Jaxon a week ago.  He is, as my boys like to say, "so cutie".  It was a long labor for Sharen, but in the end what a blessing she has to hold in her arms.  I am so proud of her and how great a mother she already is.  Love you Shar!!  &lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple of pics of my little baby.  Maleena is growing up way too fast.  Even when she fusses she is still adorable though.  We are all loving our girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SoW4ZJTdD5I/AAAAAAAAAYU/8qMajIKDVy8/s1600-h/DSC02582.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SoW4ZJTdD5I/AAAAAAAAAYU/8qMajIKDVy8/s320/DSC02582.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SoW4Z4oErQI/AAAAAAAAAYc/ljFp78QvfNE/s1600-h/DSC02548.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SoW4Z4oErQI/AAAAAAAAAYc/ljFp78QvfNE/s320/DSC02548.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SoW4aAfCefI/AAAAAAAAAYk/rk4YrTHT1fQ/s1600-h/DSC02581.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SoW4aAfCefI/AAAAAAAAAYk/rk4YrTHT1fQ/s320/DSC02581.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-4014493654199063760?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/4014493654199063760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=4014493654199063760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/4014493654199063760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/4014493654199063760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-saying-hello.html' title='Just saying hello'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SoW4ZJTdD5I/AAAAAAAAAYU/8qMajIKDVy8/s72-c/DSC02582.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-1426508534725865232</id><published>2009-07-19T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T22:56:04.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We went to a concert</title><content type='html'>On Friday, Jeff and I dropped the boys off with my sister Sharen and headed off to Salt Lake City for a chance to see George Strait in person.  It was fun to be with Jeff while he sang along with his favorite artist.  Jeff really does love George Strait and has since before we met.  The trip was quick, but lots of fun.  It was super hot and I worried how Maleena would do, but she did great.  I loved it so much before the night was over I was plotting as to the next time we would be able to get away like that.  Thanks Sharen and Memo, Mom and Dad and kids for taking such good care of the boys.  We missed the boys and I know they would have loved to be with us, but it was nice to get away with Jeff, Maleena is attached pretty much, so she comes along to everything.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the line we had to wait in-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SmQF28lkE9I/AAAAAAAAAXE/CjdEYcM8Z8w/s1600-h/DSC02496.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SmQF28lkE9I/AAAAAAAAAXE/CjdEYcM8Z8w/s320/DSC02496.JPG' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SmQF3Upe5zI/AAAAAAAAAXM/zlanUei1kcg/s1600-h/DSC02497.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SmQF3Upe5zI/AAAAAAAAAXM/zlanUei1kcg/s320/DSC02497.JPG' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was right after they started letting people in.  By the time the concert started the grass was pretty much covered with people and blankets.  It was so packed-but it made it more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SmQF3jheNkI/AAAAAAAAAXU/YMfk6p2wPmI/s1600-h/DSC02498.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SmQF3jheNkI/AAAAAAAAAXU/YMfk6p2wPmI/s320/DSC02498.JPG' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, our camera was not that great so our pictures didn't turn out that good, but they did have these big screens and that helped in being able to feel closer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SmQF36y-S6I/AAAAAAAAAXc/swt4JoinuBo/s1600-h/DSC02506.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SmQF36y-S6I/AAAAAAAAAXc/swt4JoinuBo/s320/DSC02506.JPG' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole thing was a lot of fun.  Next time, Jeff says we will be in the seats, instead of the lawn seating and then we will get a hotel room.  We had to hurry home for Jeff to get back to work so that part was not fun.  Anyway, I just wanted to tell you Jeff that I had a great time.  Thanks for getting the tickets and making it happen.  Can't even explain in words how nice it was to get an ICEE and sit in the hot sun surrounded by thousands of strangers.  I love you!!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-1426508534725865232?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/1426508534725865232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=1426508534725865232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/1426508534725865232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/1426508534725865232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-went-to-concert.html' title='We went to a concert'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SmQF28lkE9I/AAAAAAAAAXE/CjdEYcM8Z8w/s72-c/DSC02496.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-3241339098030178722</id><published>2009-07-06T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T12:13:36.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some pictures</title><content type='html'>We finally got the pool up-sortof, it has a small hole, but it will have to do for another year.  These are a couple pics of Miguel and Maleena while we were sitting outside enjoying the sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SlJM2xtCbBI/AAAAAAAAAWM/UZGaHJ-kSEs/s1600-h/DSC02485.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SlJM2xtCbBI/AAAAAAAAAWM/UZGaHJ-kSEs/s320/DSC02485.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SlJM3eNYEjI/AAAAAAAAAWU/pTlzZSLthnw/s1600-h/DSC02483.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SlJM3eNYEjI/AAAAAAAAAWU/pTlzZSLthnw/s320/DSC02483.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SlJM3SXOWKI/AAAAAAAAAWc/WmKQBjxZcvw/s1600-h/DSC02479.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SlJM3SXOWKI/AAAAAAAAAWc/WmKQBjxZcvw/s320/DSC02479.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traeton wanted his face painted during the festivities for the 4th of July.  We don't usually go to the parade due to camping, but this year I woke up really wanting to go.  I am glad we did because the Baptist Church had a whole bunch of free activities at a nearby park.  We got free water, popsicles, and face painting.  Miguel wasn't quite ready for that yet, a little more frightening than fun.  The parade seemed unusually short, but still enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SlJM3pmkJFI/AAAAAAAAAWk/RNMuZhCBnWA/s1600-h/DSC02490.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SlJM3pmkJFI/AAAAAAAAAWk/RNMuZhCBnWA/s320/DSC02490.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend went way to fast.  I was dreading Monday Morning the whole time.   Jeff got a new job with Swift Trucking and he left early this morning.  Actually, he was supposed to go yesterday, but a mix up with the greyhound left him renting a car and going on his own.  The boys are doing fine-they ask a lot when Dad is coming home, but with time we will all adjust.  I am grateful Jeff is willing to do this.  I know that he hates to leave us, and the first day is the hardest every time he goes, but then we get into our own routines and the days go by pretty quick.  He will be gone about a week and a half for this first time out.  Saying Goodbye is the hardest part, so Jeff left early this morning.  He woke me up, we said our prayers, he kissed me goodbye and that was it.  There were no tears, no prolonged hugs.  I guess it is easier this way.  We are grateful he was able to get this job and it will help our family in many ways.  I have to remind myself that no situation is perfect.  I hear of others stories and I thank the Lord for the blessings in my life.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-3241339098030178722?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/3241339098030178722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=3241339098030178722' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/3241339098030178722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/3241339098030178722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/07/some-pictures.html' title='some pictures'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SlJM2xtCbBI/AAAAAAAAAWM/UZGaHJ-kSEs/s72-c/DSC02485.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-7573898553042650967</id><published>2009-06-24T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T12:56:02.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping...what fun it is</title><content type='html'>Due to the Rainy season we have been having, we finally made it out for a camping trip.  Jeff just wanted to get his tent set up for Father's Day, so we headed out despite the weather.  It still ended up raining on us, but we all had fun regardless.  Traeton wasn't feeling very well and Callie got sprayed by a skunk, but it was nice to get out of the house.  The highlight for me was getting to go on a walk with my family.  There was even a moment when I looked around and felt complete peace.  Those moments have been few and far between lately.  I love when my thoughts are clear and all around me is quiet.  It was so green and smelled so clean.  I love that just rained smell.  Hopefully it will be the start of a great Summer for us.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SkKDFd9NTjI/AAAAAAAAAU8/6XQK3CG_cho/s1600-h/DSC02438.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SkKDFd9NTjI/AAAAAAAAAU8/6XQK3CG_cho/s320/DSC02438.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fun part-unloading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SkKDFlwqkdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Y70A2XMWSG4/s1600-h/DSC02433.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SkKDFlwqkdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Y70A2XMWSG4/s320/DSC02433.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traeton's up to something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SkKDFv0341I/AAAAAAAAAVM/IZSsyb_vmsU/s1600-h/DSC02444.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SkKDFv0341I/AAAAAAAAAVM/IZSsyb_vmsU/s320/DSC02444.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miguel loves to be with his Dog Callie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maleena did pretty good for her first time out-what a trooper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SkKDF7OoqOI/AAAAAAAAAVU/s0gs0pWSJ38/s1600-h/DSC02446.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SkKDF7OoqOI/AAAAAAAAAVU/s0gs0pWSJ38/s320/DSC02446.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-7573898553042650967?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/7573898553042650967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=7573898553042650967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/7573898553042650967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/7573898553042650967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/06/campingwhat-fun-it-is.html' title='Camping...what fun it is'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SkKDFd9NTjI/AAAAAAAAAU8/6XQK3CG_cho/s72-c/DSC02438.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-3807446052165258012</id><published>2009-06-19T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T15:31:49.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like Mother, Like Daughter</title><content type='html'>I love having the boys, but it sure is fun to have another girl in the house.  Isn't she getting to be so cute?  Traeton even said that if she wasn't his sister he would want to marry her someday because she is the prettiest girl he has ever seen.  I would have to agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SjwRGQb2CTI/AAAAAAAAAUc/1CEn86HV4lM/s1600-h/None.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 144px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SjwRGQb2CTI/AAAAAAAAAUc/1CEn86HV4lM/s320/None.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349169256597948722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-3807446052165258012?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/3807446052165258012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=3807446052165258012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/3807446052165258012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/3807446052165258012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/06/like-mother-like-daughter.html' title='Like Mother, Like Daughter'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SjwRGQb2CTI/AAAAAAAAAUc/1CEn86HV4lM/s72-c/None.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-244783810138880219</id><published>2009-06-05T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T14:09:48.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tender mercy</title><content type='html'>My Father in law sent me this note from Elder Ronald Hammond that he had received after telling him of our situation with Traeton.  My Father in law is a Stake President and communicates about the needs of his stake on a weekly basis and occasionally, the personal needs of those in his family.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though this has been a very emotional time for our family, I am learning more about my faith, my strength and the power of the priesthood.  You see, when I was watching Traeton struggle to raise his arm or walk without falling over, I looked to Jeff for a miracle.  I whispered "Do something."  Jeff immediately sat Trae down right where we were and layed his hands on his head to give him a blessing.  In those moments I recall praying so fervently.  We did not know what was going on or that Trae had had a stroke, but I knew the Lord could help him.  I will be forever grateful that Jeff is a worthy priesthood holder.  That he loves the Lord and is able to bless our family in times of need.  He has been a tower of strength to me time after time.  I am thankful for the example he is to our children, especially the boys.  I wanted to share this experience more for myself than for anyone else, only because I do not want to forget the things the Lord has done for me.  I know that the effects of a stroke can be devastating.  I see Traeton as a miracle-blessed by our Heavenly Father who was looking out for him.  It is humbling to read this note from Elder Hammond since we had not told anyone of that first, immediate blessing, nor have I shared how I felt during that time.  I felt the power of the priesthood.  There are no coincidences.  So please read on and feel of Elder Hammond's love as he shares his insights about my families struggle.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear President and Sister Keller,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I shared with Sister Hammond the tender account of your grandson's miraculous recovery. It touched both of us deeply. Some might call it a "stroke of luck," but all who really understand know it to be a "stroke of mercy." How merciful is our God! How loving and infinitely mindful of His children is He, all the way down to the details of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It occurred to me that, since faith builds upon itself, your son's time unemployed had more to do with your grandson's recovery than many people may realize. As your unemployed son and his wife prayed for work, searched for work, and trusted in the Lord's love and power to help them - their faith in Him grew. They kept trying, kept believing, and their faith kept growing and was eventually confirmed when he found work.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Then...when the crisis hit with their little boy, their towering faith was sufficient to meet the demands of the moment and call forth a miracle. How often do today's seeming "set backs" prepare us for tomorrow's trials! "All these things (you are suffering today) shall be for thy good (tomorrow)" (D&amp;C 122:7). Again, I say, "how merciful is our God" for He knoweth all things and He prepareth His children for tomorrow's trials by strengthening their faith through today's opposition.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Elder Ronald Hammond&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-244783810138880219?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/244783810138880219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=244783810138880219' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/244783810138880219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/244783810138880219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/06/tender-mercy.html' title='tender mercy'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-367441512650154343</id><published>2009-06-04T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:54:48.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been two weeks.</title><content type='html'>It is hard to believe that it has been two weeks since Trae's stroke.  He is back to his old self, with a few more stories to add to his tale of adventure.  He really is remarkable.  I know every mom says that about her kids, but Trae is special in so many ways.  We are grateful that he is here with us and that he is doing so well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture shows Trae while at Primary Children's Hospital-he had to wear the brace until they made sure he did not have any brain stem/ spinal cord injuries.  He hated it, but patiently waited for the ok to take it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SiizJYgEvtI/AAAAAAAAARw/bjy_PyTVx1s/s1600-h/DSC02054.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SiizJYgEvtI/AAAAAAAAARw/bjy_PyTVx1s/s320/DSC02054.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Trae waiting for us to get ready to go home.  He was tired of the hospital, but loved being able to order whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SiizJicOzuI/AAAAAAAAAR4/k2mKhQS_4lw/s1600-h/DSC02055.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SiizJicOzuI/AAAAAAAAAR4/k2mKhQS_4lw/s320/DSC02055.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traeton turned six on the 1st.  It feels like he was just a baby.  Time really does go quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SiizJgxoipI/AAAAAAAAASA/yIDMc7XeH4w/s1600-h/DSC02067.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SiizJgxoipI/AAAAAAAAASA/yIDMc7XeH4w/s320/DSC02067.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we didn't get him this box for his birthday, we probably should have.  Sometimes I think the kids have more fun with the packaging, than they do with the toys.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SiizJ__OlqI/AAAAAAAAASI/6JLOz_aeU5A/s1600-h/DSC02070.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SiizJ__OlqI/AAAAAAAAASI/6JLOz_aeU5A/s320/DSC02070.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-367441512650154343?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/367441512650154343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=367441512650154343' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/367441512650154343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/367441512650154343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-been-two-weeks.html' title='It&apos;s been two weeks.'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SiizJYgEvtI/AAAAAAAAARw/bjy_PyTVx1s/s72-c/DSC02054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-8969389998225780240</id><published>2009-05-26T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T10:24:12.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why can't I stop crying?</title><content type='html'>I am finding that it is in my solitude that this whole ordeal seems so hard.  When I look at Traeton I can't help but be grateful for his strength, but when I am alone I can't stop crying.  Not crying because he is struggling, because he is doing amazing, but crying out of disbelief and gratitude.  It seems unreal to me, I can imagine how he is confused by all of this.  Traeton is doing wonderful.  He is back to teasing his brother and getting into trouble.  He is begging to get out and play.  I think I will always be a bit over protective and worried about his well-being, but he is on the fast track to complete recovery.  We are all so proud of him and what he is able to accomplish.  There is one thing I have noticed- he is always smiling.  I don't think he has frowned once since we have been home.  Just looking at him brightens my day.  Thanks for all of the support and love.  We have felt an abundance of love through this and I know it has helped all of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-8969389998225780240?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/8969389998225780240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=8969389998225780240' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/8969389998225780240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/8969389998225780240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-cant-i-stop-crying.html' title='why can&apos;t I stop crying?'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-1919027717756457717</id><published>2009-05-22T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T20:48:46.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Traeton's latest adventure</title><content type='html'>Jeff is bugging me about getting a few pictures on the blog about Traeton, but to be honest I don't know if I have formed my thoughts enough to say anything coherent.  My sweet Traeton had a stroke on Wednesday night.  We went to the Doctor and initially we were told that he had a head trauma-maybe a concusion because he said that he hit his head against the neighbor boys while jumping on the tramp.  He came home and said that he was having a hard time walking.  I watched him walk and he stumbled over to the left side.  When I looked at him I knew immediately that something was not right.  He could not smile his beautiful smile.  The left side just frowned and his eye had no shape to it. As time progressed we realized that he had some slight paralysis all along his left side.  The Doctor said it was probably Bell's palsy, ordered a CT and we were off to Radiology.  The CT looked fine so we were sent home to see how it goes.  Well, Thursday morning when he hadn't gotten any better the Doctor wanted to see him again.  After checking him out he decided to call the Neurologist at Primary Children's Hospital.  She wanted an MRI and to see him as soon as possible.  It was at this point that I heard the words-it might be a stroke.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can imagine me sitting there in the doctor's office with Maleena in my arms, Miguel next to me and Traeton laying on my lap, I don't know if I fully heard the words.  I didn't have time to process, because the Doctor stated that we would need to get an MRI as soon as possible.  Immediately I said okay, what do we do.  The doctor asked if I could get some help with the kids.  Jeff was at work, because we didn't expect anything to this degree.  I called my parents and Jeff and then things started moving pretty fast.  We went over to Radiology and then found out that we were going to be life Flighted to Primary Children's.  After a quick assessment we decided that I would fly with Traeton.  That was not the most pleasant way to go, not at all what I expected.  It was beautiful, but both Trae and I were getting sick.  Unfortunately for Trae, he could not fight off the sickness and had a miserable ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in Salt Lake the MRI showed that he did indeed have a stroke deep in his brain on the right side.  It was isolated to a small area so that was great news.  Through consequent tests we have found out that everything looks normal and there is no real reason for the stroke.  I still can't believe that my child, nearly just 6 years old had a stroke.  Even saying the words tend to hurt.  I keep thinking that I am going to look over at him and he is going to smile his big, beautiful smile and look at me with that twinkle in his eye.  I am quickly growing to love the new, beautiful smile he shares with me.  He is amazing!!  I am so impressed with his fight for normalcy and his quick desire to do things on his own.  It will be some time before he is back to normal, if ever, but he is on a great journey.  We all are confident that he will do most all things as time progresses.  We are thankful for all of the prayers and support.  We have found that it could have been so much worse and for that we are so grateful.  Trae is strong, stronger than I ever knew.  Probably stronger than I am at this point.  I know this is getting pretty long, but we wanted you all to know how he is doing.  He is getting better every minute.  He is walking and talking better and getting his sweet personality back.  For that we are most grateful.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/ShdnRiMFTcI/AAAAAAAAARQ/-qIaa-OSegI/s1600-h/0521091554b.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/ShdnRiMFTcI/AAAAAAAAARQ/-qIaa-OSegI/s320/0521091554b.jpg' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/ShdnRzqy4AI/AAAAAAAAARY/Y0NjjFh38qI/s1600-h/0521091554c.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/ShdnRzqy4AI/AAAAAAAAARY/Y0NjjFh38qI/s320/0521091554c.jpg' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/ShdnSMhEDpI/AAAAAAAAARg/2nNnmRj3Y6E/s1600-h/0521091554d.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/ShdnSMhEDpI/AAAAAAAAARg/2nNnmRj3Y6E/s320/0521091554d.jpg' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/ShdnSPKsKCI/AAAAAAAAARo/YOXZg71kbkA/s1600-h/0521091555.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/ShdnSPKsKCI/AAAAAAAAARo/YOXZg71kbkA/s320/0521091555.jpg' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-1919027717756457717?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/1919027717756457717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=1919027717756457717' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/1919027717756457717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/1919027717756457717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='Traeton&apos;s latest adventure'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/ShdnRiMFTcI/AAAAAAAAARQ/-qIaa-OSegI/s72-c/0521091554b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-6268474012538802413</id><published>2009-05-06T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T20:04:00.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He hears me...</title><content type='html'>Today has been one of those days.  As I try to stay positive through Jeff's job search and the highs and lows that come with that, I am also trying to show my faith in the Lord.  I have faith that things will work out and I know that the Lord is looking out for our family, but it is still a daily struggle to make ends meet.  Well, tonight I was at the grocery store because we were completely out of milk and Miguel and I were walking through the fruits and vegetables.  Miguel LOVES most all fruit and vegetables and he was looking at a vegetable tray and begging for it. I was telling him that we just can't get it right now, he was saying that we don't have any broccoli so we need it.  Well, usually I forget that there are others around when I am struggling with my kids.  As we walked away from the vegetable tray a sweet old man asked if he really likes broccoli.  I told him that it is one of his favorites.  He then asked if he could buy the tray for Miguel.  I wish you could see this man.  Even his long, white beard looked Christ-like.  I know it might have been something small, but it was a huge thing for me.  Thank-you to the kind man at the store, I cried the whole way home.  He stated to me that if Miguel will eat vegetables then he will buy them for him.  The message I got was that the Lord loves me and blessed my family with the generosity of a person I don't even know.  Carrots and dip will never be the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-6268474012538802413?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/6268474012538802413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=6268474012538802413' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/6268474012538802413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/6268474012538802413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/05/he-hears-me.html' title='He hears me...'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-8059303040162649567</id><published>2009-04-22T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T13:12:39.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Still</title><content type='html'>Though I haven't been able to update my blog lately, there is always a lot going on with us.  Sunday I was not really feeling up to 9 A.M. church, but despite all of my excuses, I got the kids ready and we made it by 9:15.  Jeff was off in Seattle selling security systems so he was not able to help.  As I sat down in Relief Society the scripture- "Be Still and know that I am God" was displayed on the table.  I can't even recall half of the lesson-the scripture was all that I could think about.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been struggling with a lot of things lately and both Jeff and I are grasping at the lesson we are supposed to get out of our trials in life.  I am discovering my weaknesses and some of my strengths.  I have always been strong in the gospel,but even my faith has been tested this last year.  I am thankful for my savior and as I endure, I am reminded of all that I am blessed with.  I understand what it means to Be Still.  I am working on just that.  I am trying to understand my Heavenly Father's love for me and gain a more sure knowledge of his presence in my life.  I hope to be able to teach my children how to recognize God's hand in their lives as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-8059303040162649567?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/8059303040162649567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=8059303040162649567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/8059303040162649567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/8059303040162649567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/04/be-still.html' title='Be Still'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-2676761823833118330</id><published>2009-04-13T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T10:13:20.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Littlest Diva</title><content type='html'>I just had to share with you Maleena in her purple outfit, complete with the most adorable little jeans.  We don't usually get her all glamorous, but I couldn't resist the big bow.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SeNyrtjoXgI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/aslmg-soEM0/s1600-h/DSC01982.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SeNyrtjoXgI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/aslmg-soEM0/s320/DSC01982.JPG' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SeNyr5Q2SRI/AAAAAAAAARA/paLDcIPhRyY/s1600-h/DSC01980.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SeNyr5Q2SRI/AAAAAAAAARA/paLDcIPhRyY/s320/DSC01980.JPG' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SeNyr5mnzRI/AAAAAAAAARI/Njb6vUMhGeg/s1600-h/DSC01981.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SeNyr5mnzRI/AAAAAAAAARI/Njb6vUMhGeg/s320/DSC01981.JPG' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-2676761823833118330?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/2676761823833118330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=2676761823833118330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/2676761823833118330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/2676761823833118330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/04/littlest-diva.html' title='The Littlest Diva'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SeNyrtjoXgI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/aslmg-soEM0/s72-c/DSC01982.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-7278614132329005657</id><published>2009-04-13T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T09:44:13.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Easter pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SeNr3AIACeI/AAAAAAAAAQw/lcoi63uaITI/s1600-h/April.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SeNr3AIACeI/AAAAAAAAAQw/lcoi63uaITI/s400/April.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did have a great time, though Traeton was upset that he did not get the egg with the golden dollar-he agreed that it was still fun.  Growing up is hard sometimes.  Thanks Grandma for an enjoyable Easter-we love you!! (Thanks to my sisters who did a lot of the work, you all are amazing!)&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-7278614132329005657?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/7278614132329005657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=7278614132329005657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/7278614132329005657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/7278614132329005657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/04/more-easter-pictures_13.html' title='More Easter pictures'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SeNr3AIACeI/AAAAAAAAAQw/lcoi63uaITI/s72-c/April.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-7313232026283991586</id><published>2009-04-13T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T09:31:25.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter time</title><content type='html'>Maleena's Easter dress-what a cutie!  I just wish she could wear her cute clothes more than just a couple of times.  She is growing way too quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SeNo2lhi6rI/AAAAAAAAAQI/RR66E-S83nI/s1600-h/DSC02019.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SeNo2lhi6rI/AAAAAAAAAQI/RR66E-S83nI/s320/DSC02019.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures of the annual Easter egg hunt at my parents house.  The kids had fun, always a few broken hearts at the end, but overall everyone had a good time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SeNo2_6pFrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/uDhEJ0uUkjY/s1600-h/DSC02025.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SeNo2_6pFrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/uDhEJ0uUkjY/s320/DSC02025.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SeNo3L8BeMI/AAAAAAAAAQY/T_wJY-0lrOc/s1600-h/DSC02032.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SeNo3L8BeMI/AAAAAAAAAQY/T_wJY-0lrOc/s320/DSC02032.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SeNo3FkXymI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Ayavx71PDDo/s1600-h/DSC02034.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SeNo3FkXymI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Ayavx71PDDo/s320/DSC02034.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-7313232026283991586?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/7313232026283991586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=7313232026283991586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/7313232026283991586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/7313232026283991586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-time.html' title='Easter time'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SeNo2lhi6rI/AAAAAAAAAQI/RR66E-S83nI/s72-c/DSC02019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-670039853500108087</id><published>2009-04-11T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T14:10:26.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baseball begins!!</title><content type='html'>Here is Traeton at his first game.  It was so fun to watch him and feel of his excitement.  Having played softball for years, I felt like I wanted to get out there again.  This is Traeton's first year, but the kids start @ 2 or 3 years old.  Miguel isn't playing this year, but will next year for sure.  It was a little breezy, but we all enjoyed being able to watch Trae.  He did great! The best part about kids this age is that they just love playing.  It is cute because each child runs to wherever the ball is-usually colliding.  Lots to learn.  We are proud of Trae and his desire to do his best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SeEHQMsl3XI/AAAAAAAAAPo/2eaqEYxQ-Oc/s1600-h/DSC02000.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SeEHQMsl3XI/AAAAAAAAAPo/2eaqEYxQ-Oc/s320/DSC02000.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SeEHQNd7xCI/AAAAAAAAAPw/YZKxp2lWmBI/s1600-h/DSC01998.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SeEHQNd7xCI/AAAAAAAAAPw/YZKxp2lWmBI/s320/DSC01998.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SeEHQcbYkAI/AAAAAAAAAP4/GBxjnnzyVyM/s1600-h/DSC01999.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SeEHQcbYkAI/AAAAAAAAAP4/GBxjnnzyVyM/s320/DSC01999.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SeEHQfiUZZI/AAAAAAAAAQA/SVIhaLFxm0w/s1600-h/DSC01995.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SeEHQfiUZZI/AAAAAAAAAQA/SVIhaLFxm0w/s320/DSC01995.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-670039853500108087?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/670039853500108087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=670039853500108087' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/670039853500108087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/670039853500108087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/04/baseball-begins.html' title='Baseball begins!!'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SeEHQMsl3XI/AAAAAAAAAPo/2eaqEYxQ-Oc/s72-c/DSC02000.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-1983770288695342050</id><published>2009-04-07T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T08:37:33.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>San Antonio and a birthday</title><content type='html'>Last week as I prepared to go to San Antonio to see my Grandmother for the last time I don't think the magnitude really hit me until I returned home to my own family. I am going to miss her. She passed away on Saturday, and though it was serene and peaceful as she passed, it was still one of the saddest things I have witnessed. It is amazing how since then I have thought about and remembered all these little experiences that have reminded me of her love. She always had cheese whiz and Ritz crackers for me when I would visit. I loved her home, her softness and her love of jewelry. I loved that she had a vanity in her bathroom where she could sit and put on her make-up. I always felt like a movie star when I would sit there with the mirrors and the lights. It meant a lot to me that I could see her again and I am thankful I was able to fly down with my mom and sister Tara. They helped with Maleena and made the trip fun. It was also nice to see all the family in San Antonio again. Though I wish Jeff and the boys could have gone, it was still good for me to be there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the San Antonio temple-I didn't take very many pictures of the trip because Tara took a bunch, I will have to get copies though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SdtzPDMI7II/AAAAAAAAAPI/xV26qOTHICY/s1600-h/DSC01956.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SdtzPDMI7II/AAAAAAAAAPI/xV26qOTHICY/s320/DSC01956.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SdtzPJ7roNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/NtwnKrfIJyw/s1600-h/DSC01959.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SdtzPJ7roNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/NtwnKrfIJyw/s320/DSC01959.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago my cousin Joey gave us a huge bag of the best potatoes so last night for my birthday we decided to try twice baked potatoes. They turned out pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SdtzPBNqhTI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5X2cZD7QakY/s1600-h/DSC01977.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SdtzPBNqhTI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5X2cZD7QakY/s320/DSC01977.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SdtzPQ_ruPI/AAAAAAAAAPg/kGkhaCo-l7Y/s1600-h/DSC01979.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SdtzPQ_ruPI/AAAAAAAAAPg/kGkhaCo-l7Y/s320/DSC01979.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-1983770288695342050?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/1983770288695342050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=1983770288695342050' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/1983770288695342050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/1983770288695342050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/04/san-antonio-and-birthday.html' title='San Antonio and a birthday'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SdtzPDMI7II/AAAAAAAAAPI/xV26qOTHICY/s72-c/DSC01956.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-9013194074307364930</id><published>2009-03-31T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T10:17:57.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maleena's Baby Blessing</title><content type='html'>This first picture was the first dress we put on Maleena.  It was so cute to see her in those tiny tights.  How Fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SdJQQfjKNYI/AAAAAAAAAOo/w1Zsp-r11Ps/s1600-h/DSC01901.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SdJQQfjKNYI/AAAAAAAAAOo/w1Zsp-r11Ps/s320/DSC01901.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maleena's blessing was on Sunday and with all the chaos we didn't get her picture taken, so last night we dressed her up and snapped a few pictures.  I was grateful that on Sunday she didn't have any accidents and the dress stayed clean.  I can't say the same for last night.  Regardless, she did look like a doll all dressed in white.  The blessing Jeff gave her was beautiful.  I am thankful for him and his worthiness and desire to honor his priesthood.  It is easy to see the love he has for the Lord and for our family.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SdJQQysJyOI/AAAAAAAAAOw/M7kCEdJf6bs/s1600-h/DSC01939.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SdJQQysJyOI/AAAAAAAAAOw/M7kCEdJf6bs/s320/DSC01939.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SdJQRNDNkZI/AAAAAAAAAO4/ne5eTzmcvfc/s1600-h/DSC01935.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SdJQRNDNkZI/AAAAAAAAAO4/ne5eTzmcvfc/s320/DSC01935.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SdJQRKqPdXI/AAAAAAAAAPA/x3tuu5zRlKA/s1600-h/DSC01948.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SdJQRKqPdXI/AAAAAAAAAPA/x3tuu5zRlKA/s320/DSC01948.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-9013194074307364930?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/9013194074307364930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=9013194074307364930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/9013194074307364930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/9013194074307364930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/03/maleenas-baby-blessing.html' title='Maleena&apos;s Baby Blessing'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SdJQQfjKNYI/AAAAAAAAAOo/w1Zsp-r11Ps/s72-c/DSC01901.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-139310881481798793</id><published>2009-03-30T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T14:04:59.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Darn early release</title><content type='html'>Traeton has early release days from school on the 2nd and 4th Monday of every month.  Well, last week was Spring Break and upon being so excited that he went to school this morning, I forgot about the early release.  Normally, Trae gets off the bus at 11:30, but today it was 11 a.m.  So at 11:15 when I realized it was an early release day, I frantically told Jeff to get over to the school to get Traeton because if parents aren't at the bus stop the kids go back to the school.  Well, Traeton finally arrived back at the school at 11:50 after he had gone the whole route of the bus.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he got home he came over to me nearly in tears.  I felt a little better about my lack of parenting when he told me only 1 mom was at the stop. (Usually there are 5 or 6 of us) So I wasn't the only one that forgot to pick up my child today.  I have to admit I have done this once before, so it wasn't as traumatic for Traeton, he knew the school would call and remind me.  Thanks to Traeton and his ability to quickly forgive.  I think if Jeff forgot to pick me up at any point, I would be fuming mad.  Luckily Traeton, and children in general, are able to look past our faults and love us anyway.  Traeton also was able to look on the bright side, he said he got to see where his friends live, given that his stop is the first one and he had to go through all the other stops before going back to school.  So, instead of being upset with myself for forgetting, I am choosing to be mad at early releases in general. Not really, but it is hard to remember it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-139310881481798793?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/139310881481798793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=139310881481798793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/139310881481798793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/139310881481798793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/03/darn-early-release.html' title='Darn early release'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-3901793951444404396</id><published>2009-03-26T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T23:00:06.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things change so quickly...</title><content type='html'>Never in a million years would I have guessed that we would go through 3 lay offs in one year, but that is exactly what has happened.  We are once again sending out resumes and applications.  I have learned that nothing is for sure and changes happen so quickly.  We are handling it a lot better this time around, but the situation seems bleaker given the state of the economy.  It just seems like there are so many people looking for work.  We are praying that we will be able to make things work and that Jeff will get a job that will provide for our family.  The difficult part is that I could probably get a job, but Maleena is just barely 5 weeks old and I can't seem to find the strength to leave her just yet.  I have struggled with the notion that I am being selfish and/or silly in choosing to stay home when I could be working, but I am not ready-we are praying that we are making the right choice.  Things are good otherwise, we are going to be blessing Maleena on Sunday and I am excited about all our family celebrating in her arrival.  She brings us so much joy.  We are grateful for her and thankful that she is healthy and happy.  Also, we are so excited for Sharen and Memo and their news that they are having a baby boy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-3901793951444404396?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/3901793951444404396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=3901793951444404396' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/3901793951444404396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/3901793951444404396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/03/things-change-so-quickly.html' title='Things change so quickly...'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-2942819068281774159</id><published>2009-03-09T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T11:40:27.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nearly 3 weeks old!</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow Maleena will be 3 weeks old.  It seems like she is growing so fast already.  Last week at her check up she was up to 9 lbs. 1 ounce.  So she is doing great.  Her length was 21 1/2 inches.  The nurse thought they probably measured wrong at the time of birth because it is unlikely that she grew 1 1/2 inches in two weeks.  Anyway she is doing great and I just wanted to put up a couple pictures of her progress.  Does she look like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SbVhVQAmLDI/AAAAAAAAAOI/kpWZWBlIE08/s1600-h/DSC01888.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SbVhVQAmLDI/AAAAAAAAAOI/kpWZWBlIE08/s320/DSC01888.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SbVhVvFOaaI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/qRcSoi93Vw4/s1600-h/DSC01896.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SbVhVvFOaaI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/qRcSoi93Vw4/s320/DSC01896.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SbVhV7URSQI/AAAAAAAAAOY/0-jPilv_tek/s1600-h/DSC01891.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SbVhV7URSQI/AAAAAAAAAOY/0-jPilv_tek/s320/DSC01891.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SbVhWTwod1I/AAAAAAAAAOg/jO0XhlLoov0/s1600-h/DSC01890.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SbVhWTwod1I/AAAAAAAAAOg/jO0XhlLoov0/s320/DSC01890.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff thinks that Maleena seems to always have this intense, serious look on her face.  She probably gets that from me.  She is curious though, even at this point-always wanting to know what is going on around her.  She is also very strong-she likes to lift her head up and look around.  We are all loving it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-2942819068281774159?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/2942819068281774159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=2942819068281774159' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/2942819068281774159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/2942819068281774159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/03/nearly-3-weeks-old.html' title='Nearly 3 weeks old!'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SbVhVQAmLDI/AAAAAAAAAOI/kpWZWBlIE08/s72-c/DSC01888.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-7814144177095347730</id><published>2009-02-25T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T08:19:09.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Traeton</title><content type='html'>Just thought I would mention something cute Trae said yesterday.  I picked him up from the bus stop and I told him we needed to go and get a few groceries before we would be going home.  He climbed in and then said "Can you just drop me off at Tara's for a while."  I think my boys have been spoiled by their Grandmas and Aunt Tara through this whole new baby time.  They loved going out to eat, playing with their cousins, aunts/uncles and getting attention about their baby sister.  Thanks Aunt Tara, both sets of Grandparents and others who made this transition easier for them and for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-7814144177095347730?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/7814144177095347730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=7814144177095347730' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/7814144177095347730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/7814144177095347730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/02/sweet-traeton.html' title='Sweet Traeton'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-1583570739876062719</id><published>2009-02-25T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T07:52:49.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More of Baby Maleena</title><content type='html'>The last week has been full of emotion for our family.  We welcomed Maleena home last week and she has been such a blessing.  She brightens our home and brings peace to our family.  It is amazing the impact such a small baby has.  The boys can not get enough of her, but they are always sweet and gentle around her.  I know, it's only been a week, but they really do love her and I love watching them with her.  Both love to sing to her and hold her.  Trae loves to just lay next to her, touching her hair or kissing her on the cheek.  He has been a great help with Miguel these last few days.  It is also impressive how much your older kids grow up when you bring a new baby home.  Miguel is handling it quite well.  He has moments when he doesn't want to do things on his own, but he is adjusting.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even more enjoyable than watching the boys has been seeing Jeff with Maleena.  He is back in Utah this week, but there were times last week when I would walk into the room and he would be holding her.  I would ask if she was crying and he would say no, we're just bonding.  It is hard to explain any difference between his love for the boys and his love for Maleena, but something is different with a daughter.  It seems as though it has softened him a bit.  I am trying to get through the rough stage of nursing and sleeping and diaper changing.  Atleast I can say one week down.  It does get easier with each passing day.  Overall we are doing great, we count our blessings and thank our Heavenly Father that we have a healthy baby.  After she was born it took a long time for her color to change from purple to pink.  They even took her away from me to work on getting her blood to circulate, she just wasn't crying or changing color.  It seemed like forever, but finally she started turning red.  Given that scary moment and then later the Doctor telling me he heard a clicking noise in her heart which turned out to be okay, I am grateful for the miracle of child birth and for all my healthy children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SaVpThp8nLI/AAAAAAAAANo/N4USaUQyPX0/s1600-h/DSC01866.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SaVpThp8nLI/AAAAAAAAANo/N4USaUQyPX0/s320/DSC01866.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trae loves his sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SaVpTzqqMnI/AAAAAAAAANw/S8ci4UavasY/s1600-h/DSC01868.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SaVpTzqqMnI/AAAAAAAAANw/S8ci4UavasY/s320/DSC01868.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes later, Trae even fell asleep-I don't know if that will ever happen again, but it was nice to have them all asleep at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SaVpUFZGkjI/AAAAAAAAAN4/mlmGqRrr98E/s1600-h/DSC01871.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SaVpUFZGkjI/AAAAAAAAAN4/mlmGqRrr98E/s320/DSC01871.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How adorable is she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SaVpUbG5-KI/AAAAAAAAAOA/vB60Uiwl6QU/s1600-h/DSC01864.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SaVpUbG5-KI/AAAAAAAAAOA/vB60Uiwl6QU/s320/DSC01864.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all loving the head band-it's about time I get to put a bow in my baby's hair.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-1583570739876062719?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/1583570739876062719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=1583570739876062719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/1583570739876062719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/1583570739876062719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-of-baby-maleena.html' title='More of Baby Maleena'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SaVpThp8nLI/AAAAAAAAANo/N4USaUQyPX0/s72-c/DSC01866.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-3474957014004001747</id><published>2009-02-19T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T21:28:17.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Maleena</title><content type='html'>I just have a minute, but I wanted to send out a few pictures of our beautiful baby GIRL!!  The labor and delivery went well-we were all so surprised when they told us she weighed 8 lbs. 12 ounces.  I thought she felt big coming out.  She has been a joy so far, she does not like to sleep at night, but we are working on that.  We are both feeling good and all of us are enjoying the softer side of girls.  There are still times when I look at her and can not believe that she is here.  We can't thank the Lord enough for her and our little family.  I will give more details later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SZ4_cO3n0LI/AAAAAAAAANE/4_FT6Bu391U/s1600-h/DSC01844.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SZ4_cO3n0LI/AAAAAAAAANE/4_FT6Bu391U/s320/DSC01844.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SZ4_cCteqKI/AAAAAAAAANM/AYyIEe1Dr2A/s1600-h/DSC01846.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SZ4_cCteqKI/AAAAAAAAANM/AYyIEe1Dr2A/s320/DSC01846.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SZ4_cFVWLAI/AAAAAAAAANU/2eJdOW_VKhc/s1600-h/DSC01850.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SZ4_cFVWLAI/AAAAAAAAANU/2eJdOW_VKhc/s320/DSC01850.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SZ4_cXoMyHI/AAAAAAAAANc/LHCawhtbKq8/s1600-h/DSC01853.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SZ4_cXoMyHI/AAAAAAAAANc/LHCawhtbKq8/s320/DSC01853.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-3474957014004001747?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/3474957014004001747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=3474957014004001747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/3474957014004001747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/3474957014004001747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/02/baby-maleena.html' title='Baby Maleena'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SZ4_cO3n0LI/AAAAAAAAANE/4_FT6Bu391U/s72-c/DSC01844.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-6105617208237027286</id><published>2009-02-16T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T08:26:47.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still waiting</title><content type='html'>So I am now officially full term.  I have carried this baby for 40 weeks and I just can't do it any longer.  I have had contractions off and on for the last two weeks and that is frustrating in itself because I keep hoping every time that this will be it, but so far they always taper off.  Luckily, I won't have to wait too much longer because my Doctor has scheduled an induction for tomorrow.  I have to call the hospital at 4 a.m. to see if they have a bed and as soon as they do then I will be off to have a baby.  I am nervous and excited all at the same time.  The boys keep asking when is the baby going to be here.  It has been quite an emotional past couple of days.  Jeff has been home from work for over a week and now he is just waiting for the baby to come so that he can get back to Utah.  It has been nice to have the time with him, but we had hoped the baby would come last week since he was home for the week.  I guess this baby needed all the time it could get.  It has definitely been a test of my patience.  With Trae I was induced 3 weeks early due to complications-pre eclampsia and then with Miguel he came 9 days early, so it has been hard to have to wait for this one.  It has reminded me that I am about to be following someone else's schedule again.  I think I have forgotten what it is like to feed the baby all the time and pack around an infant.  Still, I can't wait to hold her in my arms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are praying that the baby will be healthy and the delivery will go smoothly.  I will have to let you know how it goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-6105617208237027286?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/6105617208237027286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=6105617208237027286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/6105617208237027286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/6105617208237027286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/02/still-waiting.html' title='Still waiting'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-5046704066543346016</id><published>2009-02-11T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T09:55:39.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another snowy day</title><content type='html'>Jeff bought the boys this sled yesterday after we woke up to another snowy day.  It was fun to watch them go down the slope of our yard.  I was hoping that would be enough to keep them content regarding going sledding.  I was wrong.  It just made them want to hit the big hills.  They have been asking non stop.  We are going to try and go sledding today-our first time ever.  Trae has gone with his Aunts and Uncles, but we have never done it as a family.  It just seems like so much work-maybe I am just being lazy given that my due date is in less than a week.  Who knows, maybe I will get on the sled and see if it will get things going for this delivery.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SZMRGZLHI0I/AAAAAAAAAMk/vR_VGeYd1LI/s1600-h/DSC01816.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SZMRGZLHI0I/AAAAAAAAAMk/vR_VGeYd1LI/s320/DSC01816.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SZMRGRV4lgI/AAAAAAAAAMs/YheF55dLcPs/s1600-h/DSC01819.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SZMRGRV4lgI/AAAAAAAAAMs/YheF55dLcPs/s320/DSC01819.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SZMRGoY1CwI/AAAAAAAAAM0/MRYcejX0B8k/s1600-h/DSC01815.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SZMRGoY1CwI/AAAAAAAAAM0/MRYcejX0B8k/s320/DSC01815.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SZMRGswEueI/AAAAAAAAAM8/kf8gNIApGfk/s1600-h/DSC01814.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SZMRGswEueI/AAAAAAAAAM8/kf8gNIApGfk/s320/DSC01814.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-5046704066543346016?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/5046704066543346016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=5046704066543346016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/5046704066543346016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/5046704066543346016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-snowy-day.html' title='Another snowy day'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SZMRGZLHI0I/AAAAAAAAAMk/vR_VGeYd1LI/s72-c/DSC01816.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-6441885570217229977</id><published>2009-02-11T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T09:47:51.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Zone</title><content type='html'>As you can see-one of our favorite places to go is the Fun Zone.  We don't go very often, but the boys love playing in the jungle gym and riding on the little rides.  They are learning the art of arcade games.  Even Jeff and I get in on that part of the fun.  The best part was that a worker had been fixing one of the games and he played it a few times afterward to make sure that it worked-well he left all of the tickets sticking out of the machine once he was done.  We pretty much had the place to ourselves because we went in the early afternoon and nobody else was around.  I couldn't help myself, so I went over and ripped off the tickets.  109 tickets to be exact.  I felt like it was my lucky day-I am guessing he meant for them to be used.  What was he going to do with them-cash them in for a sucker.  I hope that was okay that I took them.  That's not stealing, is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SZMNy9gsjVI/AAAAAAAAAME/1smaVGeUQbc/s1600-h/DSC01801.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SZMNy9gsjVI/AAAAAAAAAME/1smaVGeUQbc/s320/DSC01801.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SZMNyyzfwEI/AAAAAAAAAMM/pBE2mKEblZg/s1600-h/DSC01803.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SZMNyyzfwEI/AAAAAAAAAMM/pBE2mKEblZg/s320/DSC01803.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SZMNzOSXX2I/AAAAAAAAAMU/HP74G0BstJU/s1600-h/DSC01804.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SZMNzOSXX2I/AAAAAAAAAMU/HP74G0BstJU/s320/DSC01804.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SZMNzMsDH4I/AAAAAAAAAMc/F4ducq9DrxU/s1600-h/DSC01807.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SZMNzMsDH4I/AAAAAAAAAMc/F4ducq9DrxU/s320/DSC01807.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; 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His birthday was the 28th, but we had the party yesterday.  It turned out to be so much fun.  Miguel was actually able to understand that he turned a year older.  The highlight was the pinata.  It was also fun to see the finished cake.  The boys helped decorate it and it turned out pretty cute.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-3270497827919078130?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/3270497827919078130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=3270497827919078130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/3270497827919078130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/3270497827919078130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-party.html' title='What a party-'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SYYFTfSaegI/AAAAAAAAAKk/4Y1vOnCv1IQ/s72-c/DSC01743.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-8042353121097508872</id><published>2009-01-28T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T09:37:04.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SYCXwIbz0gI/AAAAAAAAAKU/HdoMSOqLkkw/s1600-h/DSC01733.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SYCXwIbz0gI/AAAAAAAAAKU/HdoMSOqLkkw/s320/DSC01733.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SYCXwE4i95I/AAAAAAAAAKc/5Q_78Q3KdbE/s1600-h/DSC01735.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SYCXwE4i95I/AAAAAAAAAKc/5Q_78Q3KdbE/s320/DSC01735.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to announce that Miguel is now 3 yrs. old.  He has been so excited about this birthday.  When I told him it was his birthday this morning he said, "SUPER".  He is so cute! Just thought I would share that with you.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-8042353121097508872?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/8042353121097508872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=8042353121097508872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/8042353121097508872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/8042353121097508872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!!'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SYCXwIbz0gI/AAAAAAAAAKU/HdoMSOqLkkw/s72-c/DSC01733.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-1907075449279411140</id><published>2009-01-27T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:12:23.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be careful what you say</title><content type='html'>So I told Trae about my goals for the new year and though he is a great support, I am starting to wonder if I should have given him so much information.  Though he is only 5 yrs. old he is smart beyond his years.  All I hear at the end of the day is Mom we need to read, you said you wanted to.  Or I hear, come on Mom let's go for a walk or come and play with me.  I do love that I have been blessed these last two weeks to get to spend more time with my boys.  I was able to rock Miguel to sleep yesterday, for the first time in forever.  Traeton then wanted to lay down by me.  I was exhausted and just wanted to get in a nap of my own when Trae said, "Mom can we just talk?"  I wouldn't change that moment for anything in the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-1907075449279411140?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/1907075449279411140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=1907075449279411140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/1907075449279411140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/1907075449279411140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/01/be-careful-what-you-say.html' title='Be careful what you say'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-7526519318815830064</id><published>2009-01-26T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T11:55:25.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goals for 2009</title><content type='html'>It seemed like every year while I was growing up my mom would do a family home evening some time in January and we would write down our goals or resolutions for the new year.  Though I hate the thought of having to set goals every January, I find myself thinking about what I would like to work on this year.  Of course fitness and exercise always comes in at the top.  It seems like life got crazy about this time last year and I really gave up on exercising with any regularity.  I am going to work on that this year.  Actually there are a few things I want to work on and I hope that by putting it out there for others to read it will motivate me to stick with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals for 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Exercise atleast 4 times a week for atleast an hour.&lt;br /&gt;*Eat more fruits and vegetables&lt;br /&gt;*Read scriptures daily&lt;br /&gt;*Meaningful daily prayer&lt;br /&gt;*Support husband's passions&lt;br /&gt;*Relax more-Be more patient&lt;br /&gt;*Play with my kids&lt;br /&gt;*Read bedtime stories nightly&lt;br /&gt;*Lose baby weight by Oct.&lt;br /&gt;Before Aug. Fix up house, Sell and move to Utah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-7526519318815830064?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/7526519318815830064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=7526519318815830064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/7526519318815830064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/7526519318815830064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/01/goals-for-2009.html' title='Goals for 2009'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-3115553246975107626</id><published>2009-01-20T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T07:56:46.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insight and Clarity?</title><content type='html'>I am starting to freak about this new baby coming.  When you start the nine months you think it is going to be forever before you have the baby and then you get to 4 wks. to go and it seems like it is all happening too fast.  I am anxious and excited and scared all at the same time.  I just keep thinking about how I am going to get through each day with a newborn again.  Fortunately, I have taken some time off work and that has helped.  If things work out then I won't have to go back and I will be able to focus on being at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep telling myself that lots of other women have three or more kids and they seem to be doing just fine.  I don't know why I stress so much, it is just my nature I guess.  With Jeff's new schedule of working 3 weeks and home for 1 week, he is supposed to be home Feb. 2-7.  I am due the 16th.  I am praying that this baby cooperates and comes when we need her to.  HaHa  I know that at the end of the day, the things I am stressing about are not that major.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that my life could be so much harder.  I truly am blessed by all that I have.  As scared as I am to do this whole baby thing all over again, I told Jeff how amazing it is that I am able to.  That God gave me a body capable of bringing life in to this world.  I am so thankful for that blessing.  I have to remind myself of that sometimes, especially when I start getting down on myself for the toils of pregnancy and motherhood.  So this year I am trying to gain some insight into myself and what I really want.  What do I want for myself, my boys, my husband, my family?  What is it that I can do to make my life better?   I know I need to enrich my life spiritually, but there are tangible things I need to do that go with that.  I want overall Happiness-emotionally, physically, spiritually, mentally.  That's not too much to ask right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-3115553246975107626?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/3115553246975107626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=3115553246975107626' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/3115553246975107626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/3115553246975107626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/01/insight-and-clarity.html' title='Insight and Clarity?'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-7795268260505323087</id><published>2009-01-11T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T21:10:30.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 weeks to go!!!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe the big day is getting so close.  It really didn't seem real until I attended the shower on Friday night and I received so many adorable things that I felt like I might actually be having a girl.  I have been in denial this whole time, not wanting to get my hopes up-for fear that the ultrasound was wrong.  I am starting to get excited and a lot nervous for this baby.  The shower was so nice.  My sister Sharen went to a lot of work and so did my mom and other sisters who helped with food and games for the night.  I was happy to see some friends that I haven't seen in a while and be able to catch up with them.  I was surprised by how many people were there-not a ton, but the perfect amount for a great party.  I really had a good night and need to say Thanks to those that helped pull it off.  Thanks Sharen, Mom, Tara, Sam, Emmy, and Maggie.  And Thanks for the gifts and those that came.  Baby Maleena will be so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWrPlvd4ydI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/3ef1QLfzZ5w/s1600-h/DSC01725.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWrPlvd4ydI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/3ef1QLfzZ5w/s320/DSC01725.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWrPmLN3ydI/AAAAAAAAAKE/M3BtIN3VAJ8/s1600-h/DSC01720.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWrPmLN3ydI/AAAAAAAAAKE/M3BtIN3VAJ8/s320/DSC01720.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWrPmSqtJZI/AAAAAAAAAKM/55AsJL6kh8Y/s1600-h/DSC01719.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWrPmSqtJZI/AAAAAAAAAKM/55AsJL6kh8Y/s320/DSC01719.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff worked hard on Saturday to put the crib together.  I was pleasantly surprised to see that he had put the whole thing together.  He put the sheet on, the bumper pad on and laid the blanket out.  Bows tied and everything.  I am starting to think he really is excited about this baby.  Jeff was home for a few days and it was a great weekend with the shower and Tara's wedding.  Congrats Tara-the night was beautiful and we are happy for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-7795268260505323087?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/7795268260505323087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=7795268260505323087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/7795268260505323087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/7795268260505323087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/01/5-weeks-to-go.html' title='5 weeks to go!!!'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWrPlvd4ydI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/3ef1QLfzZ5w/s72-c/DSC01725.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-4281299900412969361</id><published>2009-01-11T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T20:48:57.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>Sorry that it has taken me such a long time to get to the updates lately.  It feels like the last few weeks have just gone by so quickly.  We did have a great Christmas and New Year's.  Trae was out of school for two weeks and it was nice to have that break.  It almost felt like too long though, because he sure had a hard time getting back into the swing of things.  We have been so blessed these last few months and with the New Year I have been thinking a lot about 2008 and all that it brought us.  We definitely had some challenges, but we also had the most amazing moments.  I am proud of my little family.  Proud that when Trae broke his arm he gained a profound respect for the priesthood and the power of a blessing from his Dad.  I am thankful for the lessons Jeff and I have learned about our faith and the strength of our love for each other.  Grateful for Miguel and how much he has grown-it is fun to see him finding his place.  We really have had a good year, despite how hard it has seemed.  I am excited about this new year and all the surprises 2009 will bring.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWrLlT_irtI/AAAAAAAAAJc/F1arJZVl4n4/s1600-h/DSC00142.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWrLlT_irtI/AAAAAAAAAJc/F1arJZVl4n4/s320/DSC00142.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWrLlTM97TI/AAAAAAAAAJk/IgLprv-Xu1o/s1600-h/DSC00146.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWrLlTM97TI/AAAAAAAAAJk/IgLprv-Xu1o/s320/DSC00146.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWrLl-9GgDI/AAAAAAAAAJs/ZMYup6nwl24/s1600-h/DSC00149.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWrLl-9GgDI/AAAAAAAAAJs/ZMYup6nwl24/s320/DSC00149.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWrLmBeNR4I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/YN1d1tBInog/s1600-h/DSC00150.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWrLmBeNR4I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/YN1d1tBInog/s320/DSC00150.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-4281299900412969361?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/4281299900412969361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=4281299900412969361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/4281299900412969361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/4281299900412969361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWrLlT_irtI/AAAAAAAAAJc/F1arJZVl4n4/s72-c/DSC00142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-1824173885616894019</id><published>2009-01-11T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T20:34:10.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Winter!</title><content type='html'>Right around Christmas we got a lot of snow and it was fun for the boys to get to go outside and play.  I was especially grateful that Jeff was here to help with the shoveling.  I have to say Thank you to my mystery neighbors who came by with a snow blower at one point and to my father in law who came over with his after an especially bad snow fall.  It was nice having a white Christmas, there is something about needing the snow to feel like Christmas.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWrIIrzkNxI/AAAAAAAAAJE/L9IuiLQehG8/s1600-h/DSC00133.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWrIIrzkNxI/AAAAAAAAAJE/L9IuiLQehG8/s320/DSC00133.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWrIIlANhhI/AAAAAAAAAJM/k1RjNTkvOoU/s1600-h/DSC00134.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWrIIlANhhI/AAAAAAAAAJM/k1RjNTkvOoU/s320/DSC00134.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWrIIwoBZzI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Hs21wa-PCIQ/s1600-h/DSC00132.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWrIIwoBZzI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Hs21wa-PCIQ/s320/DSC00132.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-1824173885616894019?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/1824173885616894019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=1824173885616894019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/1824173885616894019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/1824173885616894019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-winter.html' title='It&apos;s Winter!'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWrIIrzkNxI/AAAAAAAAAJE/L9IuiLQehG8/s72-c/DSC00133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-4050476909450916066</id><published>2009-01-11T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T20:28:17.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWrFOwhnURI/AAAAAAAAAIk/fYUAbBVz3lM/s1600-h/DSC00122.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWrFOwhnURI/AAAAAAAAAIk/fYUAbBVz3lM/s320/DSC00122.JPG' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't he cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWrFPK02KDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/o3Av0H7GVeo/s1600-h/DSC00123.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWrFPK02KDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/o3Av0H7GVeo/s320/DSC00123.JPG' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I had to show a picture of Miguel's breakfast a few weeks ago.  Broccoli and waffles-he loves broccoli-I usually have to fight Trae to eat anything remotely healthy, but Miguel can't get enough of it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWrFPgv0_CI/AAAAAAAAAI0/RWKF9yGY-z8/s1600-h/DSC00127.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWrFPgv0_CI/AAAAAAAAAI0/RWKF9yGY-z8/s320/DSC00127.JPG' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWrFP1-eBPI/AAAAAAAAAI8/FTuENGYYeI4/s1600-h/DSC00129.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWrFP1-eBPI/AAAAAAAAAI8/FTuENGYYeI4/s320/DSC00129.JPG' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traeton and I love to have this family favorite-hot chocolate and toast.  I have loved this on cold days since I was little.  Jeff thought it sounded like an odd combination and no way will he dip his toast into the hot chocolate, but the boys and I sure love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-4050476909450916066?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/4050476909450916066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=4050476909450916066' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/4050476909450916066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/4050476909450916066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/01/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWrFOwhnURI/AAAAAAAAAIk/fYUAbBVz3lM/s72-c/DSC00122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-1701020789612172888</id><published>2009-01-07T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T23:04:19.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeff's new job</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWWlWYGN4WI/AAAAAAAAAIc/f3ThUy_Tf_Q/s1600-h/0105091032.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWWlWYGN4WI/AAAAAAAAAIc/f3ThUy_Tf_Q/s320/0105091032.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of Jeff hard at work.  He said it was about 20 below in this picture.  I do feel terrible for him, but I am proud of his hard work and diligence to make things nice for our family.  Thanks, Jeff-We Love You!!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-1701020789612172888?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/1701020789612172888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=1701020789612172888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/1701020789612172888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/1701020789612172888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2009/01/jeffs-new-job.html' title='Jeff&apos;s new job'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SWWlWYGN4WI/AAAAAAAAAIc/f3ThUy_Tf_Q/s72-c/0105091032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-5652517952984452981</id><published>2008-12-21T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T20:01:58.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can hardly wait any longer</title><content type='html'>I hate that all my life I have been fanatic about timelines.  As soon as classes would start when I was in school I would figure out how many pages I had to read each week to stay caught up with the syllabus and use a separate calendar just to mark my school reading, tests, assignment schedule.  It doesn't stop there, I am always jotting on the calendar how many days there are left to something.  Pregnancies are the worst because there are trimesters, months, weeks, and days.  I am always marking the next big thing coming up and then counting down the days. Can you say Obsessive/ Compulsive.   Right now there are a lot of those things on the schedule.  Christmas, New Year's, Tara's wedding, baby shower, Miguel's 3rd birthday, Stake Women's Conference, Baby due date, Stake Activity night-that I need to figure out what to do for our ward.  There are always a million things on the list, but right now I just want to get to Wednesday afternoon-Christmas Eve.  Jeff has been gone two weeks now and he will be home sometime late afternoon on Wednesday.  I am missing him so much right now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of the plans we had for our family have taken on changes over the years.  It seems that we, or I, try so hard to figure out exactly what we need to do and then it never seems that God has the same plan for us.  I guess that controlling nature of mine needs some adjusting and I just haven't gotten the message.  You would think by now I would remember to ask the Lord what is best for our family before I map out our future.  I am learning, we are learning to rely on the Lord and I am feeling the Savior's love for me through all of the challenges that we are faced with.  We have been so blessed these last couple of weeks and I can't express enough how thankful I am for the help of others.  I am not so prideful that I can't say this has been a hard year for us.  We have had a lot of ups and downs, but I know I have a Heavenly Father that loves us and with the Lord's help things do work out.  I believe that if I remain faithful and do my part, the Lord will make up the difference where I might lack.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff started his job two weeks ago and he was surprised by the kindness and generosity of those around him.  He met a man and his wife at the company party after only being there for a couple of days and they were talking about their families.  Well, for some reason this man felt compelled to ask Jeff if he could help us get a nice gift for our 5 year old.  Without really even knowing us or our situation, he gave Jeff a gift that we have wanted to get for Traeton, but could not afford at this time.  Do I believe in miracles?  Would we have been okay without it, would Traeton have been okay without it?  Of course, but I do not believe it was a coincidence or that this man was not prompted by the spirit to offer us some help this Christmas year.  I just hope that as things turn around for us and we work through our own challenges, that we will one day be able to repay the generosity that we have been blessed with.  Thank you to those near strangers that have come into our lives and blessed us this year.  Weeks ago, I told Jeff this will be a Christmas we never forget and I thought that would be because of the struggle it would be for us to do all that we wanted to.  I was so wrong.  This will be a Christmas we never forget and it is because of the Lord and the way I have been able to witness his miracles in my life.  I have been able to see how the Lord uses others as instruments of his will and it makes me want to be more in tune to hear the promptings of the spirit so that I might be able to help those around me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-5652517952984452981?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/5652517952984452981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=5652517952984452981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/5652517952984452981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/5652517952984452981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-can-hardly-wait-any-longer.html' title='I can hardly wait any longer'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-7834791012397996685</id><published>2008-12-13T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:45:48.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while</title><content type='html'>It has been hard for me to formulate any coherent thoughts these last few weeks.  Sometimes it feels like there isn't any rhyme or reason why things happen as they do.  I am learning that change is inevitable and I have to accept that.  I am trying to make the best of the situation we have found ourselves in.  Jeff is now working in Vernal,Utah and he has been there one week.  I need to thank my sister for her suggestion and for Betz and his referral.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Jeff and I will never have that ideal work-family relationship or maybe there are more families out there that have to work apart from each other, but we are trying to make the best of what we have.  Since our marriage, back in 2001, we have always had jobs where Jeff worked nights or opposite my school or work schedule.  There have been a few times when Jeff had "normal" work hours and I am thankful for those times, but we have learned how to deal with the changes that come upon our family.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not easy, as much as I pray that it will be, this life is difficult with its ups and downs.  I am grateful for the blessings in my life.  Thankful for my husband, who is willing to work hours away from his family-how lonely it must be for him.  I atleast, have the boys to keep me company and to help me pass the time.  I am also thankful that Betz is working in Vernal too and has been able to take Jeff out a couple times.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am especially thankful for my family.  Usually I am okay, but there are times when I get down or frustrated or lonely and I am thankful that I have people around me that care about me and our family.  For example, it always happens that when Jeff is not around my car breaks down.  Always happens, I think it hates me or something.  Well this week was no different.  I was with a client and all of a sudden we saw smoke or steam coming from under the hood.  I wasn't too concerned because this has happened before, we had a coolant leak.  Well, a gentleman came over and said he thought it was probably a hose that broke given the huge amount of antifreeze all over the ground.  I called Jeff.  I don't know what he could do with no way to come and rescue me, but I still needed to hear from him-knowing he would make it all seem okay.  He immediately called his Father and before I knew it his Dad and brother were towing the car and I was given his mother's car to use.  I can't express how much that meant to me to know that it was going to be okay.  That, even without Jeff, his family is more than willing to step in and help me when I need it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, knowing that our finances are strained right now, his parents gave me some money for Christmas.  Honestly, I had not bought one single thing for Christmas.  I will always be grateful for the kindness that Jeff's family has always shown to me.  I have never had the terrible stories to tell about the in laws and I have always felt loved, accepted and appreciated.  Thanks to the Keller's for all they have done for us over the years.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, yesterday my sister Tara called and asked if we wanted to come and hear Keaton's Christmas program at school.  I was hesitant, given my rambunctious boys, but it was so nice to see Keaton smiling and singing and to get to spend the day with my sister.  After the program Tara took both my boys, along with her Bella and I was able to go and get some Christmas shopping done.  I know there is more to Christmas than what our kids get and the gifts we buy, but I have never before wondered how we were going to pay for Christmas.  We don't have a credit card and neither of us wanted to get one, just for Christmas.  My sister reassured me that it's okay to not get the kids great big gifts-or for Santa to not get them great big things.  I just didn't want Trae to be disappointed, but I realized that he and Miguel are good kids and they will be happy with whatever they get, especially since they are only 5 and 2.  With the money from my in laws, and the time, thanks to my sister, I spent the next hour getting quite a bit of my Christmas shopping done.  This will be a Christmas Jeff and I will never forget.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To wrap this up, I then spent the rest of the night with Tara and Bella at her house and Costco.  I love my sister.  We come from a very emotional family-often loud and outspoken, and Tara and I have had our share of disagreements over the years, but I am grateful for her sisterhood and her friendship.  I feel that experience binds us together and helps us relate to others and as I have grown I am learning to love unconditionally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-7834791012397996685?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/7834791012397996685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=7834791012397996685' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/7834791012397996685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/7834791012397996685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-1170764411772966003</id><published>2008-12-01T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T12:37:51.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas time already?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/STRJ5ORKmLI/AAAAAAAAAH8/_K-HtH6Q5NE/s1600-h/DSC00112.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/STRJ5ORKmLI/AAAAAAAAAH8/_K-HtH6Q5NE/s320/DSC00112.JPG' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/STRJ5CqwP2I/AAAAAAAAAIE/3Yx0JgfFFgo/s1600-h/DSC00115.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/STRJ5CqwP2I/AAAAAAAAAIE/3Yx0JgfFFgo/s320/DSC00115.JPG' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/STRJ5kLM5-I/AAAAAAAAAIM/Y4144k7l2WA/s1600-h/DSC00118.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/STRJ5kLM5-I/AAAAAAAAAIM/Y4144k7l2WA/s320/DSC00118.JPG' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/STRJ584tofI/AAAAAAAAAIU/LRqST_rZblk/s1600-h/DSC00119.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/STRJ584tofI/AAAAAAAAAIU/LRqST_rZblk/s320/DSC00119.JPG' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we couldn't wait long to get going on the Christmas tree.  I love Thanksgiving, but Christmas is my favorite.  I love the lights, the music, the food, the parties.  It is all good.  I don't always like buying gifts, but that is because it is hard for me to find that perfect, meaningful, yet inexpensive gift.  It seems everything always costs so much these days.  Anyways, we wanted to get the tree up and the boys made sure we didn't stop until it was all done.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note the growing baby bump-I am really starting to feel the weight of this baby.  We are thinking about the name Chloe, but I still like Carmen.  Only 11 weeks to go! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the excitement of getting everything out, Miguel slipped and hit his head on a lamp.  Poor kid-he knew what to do.  He asked for the ice pack.  We thought he looked too cute to get by without a picture.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-1170764411772966003?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/1170764411772966003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=1170764411772966003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/1170764411772966003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/1170764411772966003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-time-already.html' title='Christmas time already?'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/STRJ5ORKmLI/AAAAAAAAAH8/_K-HtH6Q5NE/s72-c/DSC00112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-2513128818934439197</id><published>2008-12-01T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T12:22:59.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Day</title><content type='html'>The day started out with making truffles-of course I forgot to get a picture of the finished product-believe me I was very proud of the way they turned out.  Miguel liked the leftover chocolate I left on the table-as you can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/STRHZZtHuRI/AAAAAAAAAHc/a5DhxJe4smE/s1600-h/DSC00104.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/STRHZZtHuRI/AAAAAAAAAHc/a5DhxJe4smE/s320/DSC00104.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving Dinner was great at my mom's.  We ate a great lunch at Jeff's parents, but the camera never made it out.  I have got to get better with taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/STRHaJ2qZ4I/AAAAAAAAAHk/C_Iu4oSJbkw/s1600-h/DSC00107.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/STRHaJ2qZ4I/AAAAAAAAAHk/C_Iu4oSJbkw/s320/DSC00107.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/STRHaodgFBI/AAAAAAAAAHs/3xcd7Pd0aa0/s1600-h/DSC00109.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/STRHaodgFBI/AAAAAAAAAHs/3xcd7Pd0aa0/s320/DSC00109.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miguel was so tired from all the festivities that he fell asleep before we even got to dinner.  It was nice to have the day to see family and spend time with the ones we love.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/STRHalinMMI/AAAAAAAAAH0/ArzCl92Dtgc/s1600-h/DSC00105.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/STRHalinMMI/AAAAAAAAAH0/ArzCl92Dtgc/s320/DSC00105.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-2513128818934439197?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/2513128818934439197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=2513128818934439197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/2513128818934439197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/2513128818934439197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving-day.html' title='Thanksgiving Day'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/STRHZZtHuRI/AAAAAAAAAHc/a5DhxJe4smE/s72-c/DSC00104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-7651240772250048058</id><published>2008-11-25T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T09:28:25.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Things</title><content type='html'>Thanks Tara for tagging me-I usually don't keep up with these things.  I thought this one was cute though so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Favorite TV shows-in no particular order&lt;br /&gt;*Law and Order-SVU&lt;br /&gt;*Tyra Banks talk show&lt;br /&gt;*Lipstick Jungle&lt;br /&gt;*Worst Week&lt;br /&gt;*Grey's Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;*Desperate Housewives&lt;br /&gt;*Life&lt;br /&gt;*ER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things I did Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;*Had a presidency meeting for Relief Society&lt;br /&gt;*Worked on session notes for work-turned them in&lt;br /&gt;*Picked up Trae from school&lt;br /&gt;*Made lunch&lt;br /&gt;*Cleaned house&lt;br /&gt;*Met Jeff across town-dropped off kids so I could go to work&lt;br /&gt;*Made dinner&lt;br /&gt;*Had family home evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Favorite Restaurants&lt;br /&gt;*Sizzler&lt;br /&gt;*Applebees&lt;br /&gt;*Wendy's&lt;br /&gt;*Winger's&lt;br /&gt;*Mandarin House&lt;br /&gt;*Pizza Hut&lt;br /&gt;*Can't think of anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things I am looking forward to&lt;br /&gt;*Christmas lights&lt;br /&gt;*birth of our baby girl&lt;br /&gt;*Tara's wedding&lt;br /&gt;*Sharen and Memo to start their family&lt;br /&gt;*Jeff getting a steady paycheck&lt;br /&gt;*Miguel getting potty trained&lt;br /&gt;*Christmas music&lt;br /&gt;*Christmas Spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things on my wish list&lt;br /&gt;*healthy baby&lt;br /&gt;*less contention amongst my kids&lt;br /&gt;*For Sharen to get pregnant (when ready)&lt;br /&gt;*For my boys to understand meaning of Christmas&lt;br /&gt;*Less suffering&lt;br /&gt;*No more broken bones in my family.&lt;br /&gt;*Read a good book&lt;br /&gt;*Take a bubble bath without interruptions&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-7651240772250048058?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/7651240772250048058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=7651240772250048058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/7651240772250048058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/7651240772250048058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2008/11/favorite-things.html' title='Favorite Things'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-5636148836006216233</id><published>2008-11-25T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T08:58:14.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing with the Stars</title><content type='html'>For the past 28 weeks, I have seen my body change little by little as this pregnancy has been progressing, but it seems like in the last 3-4 weeks I have gotten really big.  And that's okay- I am pregnant, but it is still hard to handle that when you have struggled with weight since puberty.  Prior to getting pregnant I worked really hard, joined a gym, went for walks with the boys and actually felt good about the way I looked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have been feeling sorry for myself and battling that inner voice that says I am just not good enough and not as beautiful as all the women around me.  It probably didn't help that as I turned on the T.V. last night Dancing with the Stars was on showcasing beautiful women.  Well, we only watched for a few minutes, but my sweet Traeton managed to make all my negative thoughts disappear as he said, "Mom, you should dance on that show."  I love my beautiful boys and their personalities.  He then said, "You might need to practice a little bit though."  I told him I would love to take a dance class after this baby comes and he said I should.  Jeff and I just laughed, but it is funny how that quick comment made me feel so beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-5636148836006216233?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/5636148836006216233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=5636148836006216233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/5636148836006216233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/5636148836006216233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2008/11/dancing-with-stars.html' title='Dancing with the Stars'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-4194076590070845906</id><published>2008-11-17T09:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T09:32:27.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a beautiful day!</title><content type='html'>I just want to tell you all about my wonderful weekend.  I didn't get to go on a shopping spree or anything, but we did get to spend the whole day together as a family.  Saturday morning I got up and decided it was finally time to get the stairway painting project completed.  We started painting the stairs @ March and still it was not done.  Just as I was getting everything out Jeff came home.  I thought he had left to go to work, but he took the day off and went out to get some Christmas ideas.  He helped me tape and prep the stairs and then I painted while he went out with the boys and raked leaves.  It was nice to be working around the house together.  Then we all got ready and went out to COSTCO.  This was our first time since the new warehouse opened here in Pocatello and it was so much fun.  We didn't even buy anything, except a slice of pizza and some ice cream, but it was the best couple of hours I could have spent.  Traeton and Miguel loved looking all over the store-going up and down every isle.  I thought it was going to be a nightmare, but it went surprisingly well.  The sampling was fun and seeing the kids all excited was the best part. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It probably doesn't seem like much to some people, but for us to be able to spend the whole day together was quite uncommon.  Our lives seem so busy and rarely do we get a moment of peace together.  The boys are both at great stages and it is fun to see their development and desire to learn more about everything around them.  I can't say that I want to go to Costco every Saturday, but it sure made for a cheap family activity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-4194076590070845906?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/4194076590070845906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=4194076590070845906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/4194076590070845906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/4194076590070845906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-beautiful-day.html' title='It&apos;s a beautiful day!'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-1282824022911136211</id><published>2008-11-10T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T09:00:45.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boise trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SRhoeJYzEiI/AAAAAAAAAGc/5C3mle51DR0/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SRhoeJYzEiI/AAAAAAAAAGc/5C3mle51DR0/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;We had a great weekend!  We have been promising Trae that we would take a trip before the baby gets her and with the holidays coming up, we knew we needed to get it out of the way so we packed our bags and headed to see Sharen and Memo.  It was a quick trip, but it was fun.  The boys always have a good time with Sharen and Memo-the minute we get there Traeton just gets so excited, almost uncontrollable.  Sorry Memo.  But really we all have a great time and don't ever have enough time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SRhoeq5V2sI/AAAAAAAAAGk/F2mRtBtz45k/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SRhoeq5V2sI/AAAAAAAAAGk/F2mRtBtz45k/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SRhoexlUERI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4U2TgDyaCsY/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SRhoexlUERI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4U2TgDyaCsY/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SRhofgMKQHI/AAAAAAAAAG0/IjGpM3j-mqI/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SRhofgMKQHI/AAAAAAAAAG0/IjGpM3j-mqI/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I had to get a picture of this pretty girl sitting on the rocks.  I am so envious of her long, healthy hair.  Sharen you are so beautiful-Thanks for working so hard to make our weekend nice.  It really meant a lot to us.  The boys love to visit and I know they won't ever forget the ducks and geese, we may have to feed them on every trip from now on.  We love you and Memo and are so grateful for your patience and willingness to help out with the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night we had a pizza/pool party with Sharen, Memo, Jared, Tiffany and their boys Andrew and Kyle.  It was fun to have them all there and the mess stayed at the hotel, not my house.  We also got to hear the boys Primary program on Sunday and that was so fun to be there with them.  Thanks Jared and Tiffany for the fantastic lunch and for making it work on such short notice.  You guys are amazing and we really admire all that you do as a family.&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/68131436421617364-1282824022911136211?l=mariakeller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/feeds/1282824022911136211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=68131436421617364&amp;postID=1282824022911136211' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/1282824022911136211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/68131436421617364/posts/default/1282824022911136211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakeller.blogspot.com/2008/11/boise-trip.html' title='Boise trip'/><author><name>The Kellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770866159702179677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SRhoeJYzEiI/AAAAAAAAAGc/5C3mle51DR0/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68131436421617364.post-393003509123931903</id><published>2008-11-07T14:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T14:02:12.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How cute</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SRS64uaPvDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/6-OKPPwwZ-g/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzF65E-FjM4/SRS64uaPvDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/6-OKPPwwZ-g/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to go downstairs to check on Miguel this afternoon and Trae told me that he is sleeping.  I arrived in the toy room to see this beautiful load of laundry.  How cute is that.  Apparently, Miguel likes to use the laundry basket and a pillow as his chair.  He just curled up and fell right to sleep.  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