<?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-4773248608143611852</id><updated>2012-01-25T08:24:08.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Phillips Family</title><subtitle type='html'>Cory, Brittany and Peter</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-884134320088272194</id><published>2012-01-25T08:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T08:24:08.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Things Children Say</title><content type='html'>This morning Peter and I are watching Horseland, a little horse show off of netflix. Just a few minutes ago he says to me:&lt;div&gt;Peter - Mom, I don't have any keys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me - Oh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peter - Mom, you need to buy me some keys for my car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me - Ok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peter - I don't have a car. Mom, you need to buy me a car and keys. Can you do that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom - We'll have to talk to Dad about that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peter - Let me ask Dad, I want keys and a car. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is now waking Cory up telling him that he needs a car and keys. It is so hilarious. Oh gosh. I really need to keep a book of all the funny things he says and all the great conversations we have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really fast, he also has a great saying, "This doesn't feel me good" I love it everytime he says it. The first time he said it was in the tub. He was sick or not feeling good so I suggested he take a tubby to help him feel better. He agreed and was in the tub for about 15 min when he says to me, "Mom, this tubby doesn't feel me good." Love it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4773248608143611852-884134320088272194?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/884134320088272194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=884134320088272194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/884134320088272194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/884134320088272194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2012/01/things-children-say.html' title='The Things Children Say'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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-4773248608143611852.post-5990740583470576241</id><published>2012-01-18T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T07:07:35.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Back to Normal</title><content type='html'>Things are finally feeling like they're getting back to normal. We've been back for 2 1/2 weeks, and this moment has been much anticipated. Cory headed back to school yesterday, which I know he was anxious about. He's not used to having so much time off and being at home all day. Ha ha. I didn't really feel bad for him at all :)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lvkkv7Xt-_Q/TxbgABZ8trI/AAAAAAAAAhM/sMZbmoZJAEU/s1600/P1030535.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lvkkv7Xt-_Q/TxbgABZ8trI/AAAAAAAAAhM/sMZbmoZJAEU/s400/P1030535.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698988669465835186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Oo58SzZMFxU/Txbf_-jX1DI/AAAAAAAAAhA/lNNXGZnERSc/s1600/P1030539.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Oo58SzZMFxU/Txbf_-jX1DI/AAAAAAAAAhA/lNNXGZnERSc/s400/P1030539.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698988668700054578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got my sewing machine out on Monday and decided to make the quilt I've had on my "to do before the baby comes" list. I had been putting it off, because I haven't done a binding on a blanket since high school and was thinking I would wait to do it until my mom comes when I have the baby so she can help me. Thanks to the internet, I finished the blanket yesterday, including the binding. I love it! I think it turned out really cute. The binding is my favorite part.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-5990740583470576241?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/5990740583470576241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=5990740583470576241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/5990740583470576241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/5990740583470576241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2012/01/finally-back-to-normal.html' title='Finally Back to Normal'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/-Lvkkv7Xt-_Q/TxbgABZ8trI/AAAAAAAAAhM/sMZbmoZJAEU/s72-c/P1030535.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-461837970416632296</id><published>2012-01-11T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T12:08:35.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Trip to Utah</title><content type='html'>We had a great time visiting family in Utah. We left Dec. 15th, which was perfect, because it gave us 10 days before Christmas to enjoy the excitement leading up to the big day. Here are some things we did.&lt;div&gt;On Christmas Eve at the Phillips' home, Santa came for a little visit. Peter loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iSSA0Fy1mUw/Tw3o4LrZUjI/AAAAAAAAAg0/2gssAzttbHs/s1600/P1030505.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iSSA0Fy1mUw/Tw3o4LrZUjI/AAAAAAAAAg0/2gssAzttbHs/s400/P1030505.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696465155598668338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the Tressler home, we had our traditional Christmas Eve buffet. It was fun to have everyone home for Christmas. Here I am with my 7 siblings. Oh man.... my face is as swollen as my stomach. Thank heavens the end is in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4sQtFBZsmA/Tw3o2wqG45I/AAAAAAAAAgo/yyrRb6MvM7s/s1600/P1030507.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4sQtFBZsmA/Tw3o2wqG45I/AAAAAAAAAgo/yyrRb6MvM7s/s400/P1030507.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696465131165639570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma Phillips got him some pajamas to open on Christmas eve. He is obsessed with them, and still prefers to wear them every night. (don't worry, I don't let him) They are even starting to take the place of his bear pants. Which have developed a hole in the other knee. I'll have to sew that up. There's a Mickey, Minnie and Pluto on the front of the pajamas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fY97jQrvx8o/Tw3o2mFcLTI/AAAAAAAAAgc/qjuoyrnD0N0/s1600/P1030509.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fY97jQrvx8o/Tw3o2mFcLTI/AAAAAAAAAgc/qjuoyrnD0N0/s400/P1030509.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696465128327490866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The night before we left for Colorado, the Phillips' family went to the dinosaur museum at Thanksgiving Point. It was really fun, and Peter enjoyed himself. He loves his girly cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S7gcLBvK7AI/Tw3nZPcK_WI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0tUaKIvzPiU/s1600/P1030511.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S7gcLBvK7AI/Tw3nZPcK_WI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0tUaKIvzPiU/s400/P1030511.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696463524520983906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c0BPwKMBCRA/Tw3nXsYIrAI/AAAAAAAAAgA/Y93uBBHruAs/s1600/P1030516.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c0BPwKMBCRA/Tw3nXsYIrAI/AAAAAAAAAgA/Y93uBBHruAs/s400/P1030516.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696463497928944642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0LFo0sUSbzw/Tw3nW-ZEviI/AAAAAAAAAfw/falp0MWhBJ8/s1600/P1030517.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0LFo0sUSbzw/Tw3nW-ZEviI/AAAAAAAAAfw/falp0MWhBJ8/s400/P1030517.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696463485584850466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R8Chjjw49Xo/Tw3nWflzFcI/AAAAAAAAAfk/_yuIbDpt98E/s1600/P1030522.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R8Chjjw49Xo/Tw3nWflzFcI/AAAAAAAAAfk/_yuIbDpt98E/s400/P1030522.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696463477316720066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sB-nZarfSP0/Tw3nV5NXiNI/AAAAAAAAAfY/d9tEAvoLd7s/s1600/P1030525.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sB-nZarfSP0/Tw3nV5NXiNI/AAAAAAAAAfY/d9tEAvoLd7s/s400/P1030525.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696463467013703890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-461837970416632296?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/461837970416632296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=461837970416632296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/461837970416632296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/461837970416632296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2012/01/fun-trip-to-utah.html' title='Fun Trip to Utah'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/-iSSA0Fy1mUw/Tw3o4LrZUjI/AAAAAAAAAg0/2gssAzttbHs/s72-c/P1030505.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-9145081239004810050</id><published>2011-12-01T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T22:19:14.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Update</title><content type='html'>With the help of my new friend, these last few weeks have been fabulous. I have finally accomplished so many things that have been on my "To Do" list. Which has been great for another reason, it has kept my mind off of the basketball season I'm missing back in Cache Valley. Here are some of the things I've made these last few weeks.&lt;div&gt;(It snowed today, so Peter and I went outside and played. I had to throw in this picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wPwBZF0x9lo/TthtFR7M8HI/AAAAAAAAAfM/BCxEl27An5c/s1600/P1030470.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wPwBZF0x9lo/TthtFR7M8HI/AAAAAAAAAfM/BCxEl27An5c/s400/P1030470.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681410867406368882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7U9aIwu09fo/TthtFPpM41I/AAAAAAAAAfA/O4vA7OR0E34/s1600/P1030456.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7U9aIwu09fo/TthtFPpM41I/AAAAAAAAAfA/O4vA7OR0E34/s400/P1030456.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681410866793997138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s5kQwoB1pno/TthtE0WStOI/AAAAAAAAAe0/h3zzDp3H_P8/s1600/P1030485.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4K67WbHG-To/TthsMZXlBDI/AAAAAAAAAeE/VtSDSXnCGgI/s400/P1030482.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681409890151892018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOe28P8nHP8/TthsMLbcKnI/AAAAAAAAAd4/cqmKLmdl4Tk/s1600/P1030475.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOe28P8nHP8/TthsMLbcKnI/AAAAAAAAAd4/cqmKLmdl4Tk/s400/P1030475.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681409886409992818" /&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/4773248608143611852-9145081239004810050?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/9145081239004810050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=9145081239004810050' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/9145081239004810050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/9145081239004810050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2011/12/winter-update.html' title='Winter Update'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/-wPwBZF0x9lo/TthtFR7M8HI/AAAAAAAAAfM/BCxEl27An5c/s72-c/P1030470.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-8686101865804488227</id><published>2011-10-31T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T21:30:20.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-noBmWnItG5k/Tq9xrGAaIMI/AAAAAAAAAdM/9ayC_bY-xdU/s1600/P1030447.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-noBmWnItG5k/Tq9xrGAaIMI/AAAAAAAAAdM/9ayC_bY-xdU/s400/P1030447.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669875441043382466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For weeks Peter kept telling people he wanted to be a witch for Halloween. I thought it was hilarious. Cory talked him into being a puppy. So.... in my attempt to be a good mother, I tried to make him a costume. Unfortunately, it didn't end up looking much like a puppy. Good thing Grandma Tressler sent us these skeleton jammies. They saved the day. Cory did his hair and makeup for the trunk or treat at the church. I thought he looked so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kkMdFcJ4lIU/Tq9xqQFb29I/AAAAAAAAAdA/-f6a0YwXK04/s1600/P1030446.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kkMdFcJ4lIU/Tq9xqQFb29I/AAAAAAAAAdA/-f6a0YwXK04/s400/P1030446.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669875426568952786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s7wYWdCB0V4/Tq9xp_71akI/AAAAAAAAAc0/IX2_qoTUn34/s1600/P1030450.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s7wYWdCB0V4/Tq9xp_71akI/AAAAAAAAAc0/IX2_qoTUn34/s400/P1030450.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669875422233717314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here he is with his new friend Natalie. She just turned one. He is really nice and cute to her.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It snowed a ton this week, and Peter really wanted to play outside. Here he is with his friend Soha. She lives right above us, so we do a lot of things with her and her grandmother. Even though he doesn't really have any winter clothes, we improvised and let him enjoy himself. He's wearing my mittens. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OBaKYaa0Dwk/Tq9xpJj9sZI/AAAAAAAAAcc/fIx4Amp2pHQ/s1600/P1030442.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OBaKYaa0Dwk/Tq9xpJj9sZI/AAAAAAAAAcc/fIx4Amp2pHQ/s400/P1030442.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669875407638081938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-8686101865804488227?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/8686101865804488227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=8686101865804488227' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/8686101865804488227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/8686101865804488227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2011/10/halloween-fun.html' title='Halloween Fun'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/-noBmWnItG5k/Tq9xrGAaIMI/AAAAAAAAAdM/9ayC_bY-xdU/s72-c/P1030447.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-1254195753668972068</id><published>2011-10-26T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T20:46:33.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>U.S.A.!!! U.S.A!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_4CbYZhyiJs/TqiXen9wfSI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/3DM6hwg-jA0/s1600/P1030431.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why wouldn't Barack Obama release his birth certificate? -- Because Hillary Clinton wouldn't give it back to him. Ha ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So... this is Cory, and I had a pretty cool experience I thought I would share. Monday my school (University of Colorado at Denver) announced that they would be hosting President Obama Wednesday the 26th. Students who wished to attend were to stand in line Tuesday morning and wait for a limited number of tickets. I decided what the heck? Lets give it a try.&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;My plan was to to get there plenty early but Peter was up during the night and so I had a tough time dragging myself out of bed. They starting giving out tickets a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;t 9am and I didn't get there until almost 10. I figured that I wouldn't get a ticket, but I got in the long line anyway. After waiting for 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;5 min or so, some lady with a megaphone came out and said, "We're almost out of tickets, you probably won't get one." Some people got out of line but several, including me, stayed in line, much to her frustration. Well, the line kept moving and moving. As I approached the front of the line, my hopes were high but I was expecting to come just short. Despite my doubt I got to the window and was told, "That's it, you're &lt;/span&gt;the last one." Local news started snapping my picture. It was pretty funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iGN9O_zTBt8/Tqh4izPX4EI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Xp6-R_vS6_s/s400/P1030436.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667912670311342146" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the ticket and list of house rules.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s8eSsMiBe88/Tqh42WD2YkI/AAAAAAAAAbU/yudEHdZJtSE/s320/P1030438.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667913006075765314" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I went. I had the luck of waiting outside in 25 degree snow for 2 hours. I did not dress warm enough. The line was long!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Y2kTkHyU-Y/Tqh6ZF18QqI/AAAAAAAAAbg/k-t0QQ9ab3c/s400/P1030412.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667914702529512098" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Secret Service Security was like TSA on steroids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qWVVR6UxUTo/Tqh8V23n3MI/AAAAAAAAAbs/T-mG1DqSU8s/s320/P1030414.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667916845993680066" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I finally got inside it was a very different atmosphere than I was anticipating. There was a band playing and people were rowdy. I guess I was expecting it to be professional and respectful. I guess it was more of a "campaigning" atmosphere that Barack was going for. I ended up standing about 30 ft from the podium just off center. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anticipation grew and the Secret Service was out in numbers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; even these guys peeking out the windows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0YlksD2qSQQ/Tqh96jnyfKI/AAAAAAAAAb8/AO2gLfApi8M/s400/P1030420.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667918575993781410" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The band left and the Secret Service came and put the Presidential Seal on the podium. The crowd was ready to errupt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YXW0DA6ek20/Tqh-7P_HYNI/AAAAAAAAAcE/Yd3Pjqgz7Nk/s400/P1030422.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667919687414407378" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A girl came out and sang the national anthem, a girl gave a brief speech introducing the topic and then . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-dba6664e807dddb8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddba6664e807dddb8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330362287%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DCB2C7379CFBCA59C442CA4C7185D21797ED56C3.7802120F3E949D0D6E3901831DC6814DEBF2230F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddba6664e807dddb8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVKttiE_MB5qmS8FZldpdUw0yC8U&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddba6664e807dddb8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330362287%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DCB2C7379CFBCA59C442CA4C7185D21797ED56C3.7802120F3E949D0D6E3901831DC6814DEBF2230F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddba6664e807dddb8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVKttiE_MB5qmS8FZldpdUw0yC8U&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite it being a college campus, he was speaking to a fairly stupid and biased audience. Preaching to the church choir is pretty easy. Everyone was eating it up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway...he introduced a program in which those with student loans would only be required to pay back a percentage (I thought he said like 10%) of their income towards those loans. He didn't talk about the details.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_4CbYZhyiJs/TqiXen9wfSI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/3DM6hwg-jA0/s400/P1030431.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667946683425652002" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though I am not an Obama fan, it was a pretty dang cool patriotic experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4773248608143611852-1254195753668972068?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/1254195753668972068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=1254195753668972068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/1254195753668972068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/1254195753668972068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2011/10/usa-usa.html' title='U.S.A.!!! U.S.A!!!'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/-iGN9O_zTBt8/Tqh4izPX4EI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Xp6-R_vS6_s/s72-c/P1030436.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-8042488605345697804</id><published>2011-10-12T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T17:15:30.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New Baby and a Little Extra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is our new baby. The picture isn't very good, but you get the idea. We found out yesterday that we're having a girl. We're excited! I'm 22 weeks and due on Valentines Day, kind of fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J5AdGbcfM8k/TpYrKUrGERI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ibGqDug45RI/s1600/P1030404.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J5AdGbcfM8k/TpYrKUrGERI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ibGqDug45RI/s400/P1030404.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662761037813125394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We've been playing with lots of stickers. I'm trying to help Peter learn his letters, shapes and numbers. Unfortunately, he hasn't wanted to play with any of my letter stickers yet. Oh well, hopefully soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DIEaNC6IF70/TpYpOW_A8lI/AAAAAAAAAaM/u2gDdrN4X0w/s1600/P1030394.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DIEaNC6IF70/TpYpOW_A8lI/AAAAAAAAAaM/u2gDdrN4X0w/s400/P1030394.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662758908129768018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loves to wrestle with Cory and I. ..... and wear mine and Cory's socks, and jammies all day. (he likes to make a fashion statement by never matching) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hjj7W06jPj4/TpYpNmrxZCI/AAAAAAAAAaE/qRypJp8So8g/s1600/P1030398.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hjj7W06jPj4/TpYpNmrxZCI/AAAAAAAAAaE/qRypJp8So8g/s400/P1030398.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662758895164154914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I walked in on him the other day after he had his tubby, and couldn't resist taking a picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought he looked so cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pitfTSBjwRU/TpYpNLNXJtI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZTLoFFnwl7s/s1600/P1030400.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pitfTSBjwRU/TpYpNLNXJtI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZTLoFFnwl7s/s400/P1030400.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662758887788848850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-8042488605345697804?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/8042488605345697804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=8042488605345697804' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/8042488605345697804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/8042488605345697804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2011/10/our-new-baby-and-little-extra.html' title='Our New Baby and a Little Extra'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/-J5AdGbcfM8k/TpYrKUrGERI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ibGqDug45RI/s72-c/P1030404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-4780844133026373727</id><published>2011-09-22T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T19:41:14.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New Home in Denver</title><content type='html'>Wow!! Things are different here, but still great. Peter already has a new friend, Soha. Her family lives above us. They are from Iran. We played with her today, and experienced some new things. It was really neat. Her grandmother, Taher, lives with them, and she made Peter and I lunch. One of the things she served us was fresh pistachios. She had to show me how to eat them, ha ha. You first peel off this soft, skin layer then take off the shell. Taher said they are very big in Iran, and that they're good for pregnant women. So, I ate all of them :) &lt;div&gt;There are tons and tons of animals living around our little community. Of course, Peter loves it. There are geese and lots of geese poop EVERYWHERE. Everytime we see the geese Peter takes off running and chases them all over. It actually is really cute. He also chases the bunnies and squirrels. I'll take some pictures and post them over the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm excited for this new journey in our lives, and know I will learn a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-4780844133026373727?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/4780844133026373727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=4780844133026373727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/4780844133026373727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/4780844133026373727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2011/09/our-new-home-in-denver.html' title='Our New Home in Denver'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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-4773248608143611852.post-8235934265173930788</id><published>2011-08-30T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T21:46:44.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Summer Comes to an End</title><content type='html'>This summer, really has been great. We've spent a lot of time with our families, which we loved. Here are a few pictures to help summarize.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Q822K8UNKA/Tl1UPixDLqI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Hpxc9h2cLws/s1600/P1030371.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Q822K8UNKA/Tl1UPixDLqI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Hpxc9h2cLws/s400/P1030371.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646762133799775906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peter gets to experience all kinds of things playing with his girly cousins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vME5NXjgAFQ/Tl1UO01WLkI/AAAAAAAAAZk/WjpO2vuwUq0/s1600/P1030370.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vME5NXjgAFQ/Tl1UO01WLkI/AAAAAAAAAZk/WjpO2vuwUq0/s400/P1030370.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646762121469767234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can almost guarantee most 55 year old grandmothers wouldn't do half the things Patti does. She never ceases to amaze me. Here she is, in her clothes,  going down a massive slip &amp;amp; slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mP5GSHvwU6o/Tl1UNva_UwI/AAAAAAAAAZc/w3Cpjv-UaBo/s1600/P1030336.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mP5GSHvwU6o/Tl1UNva_UwI/AAAAAAAAAZc/w3Cpjv-UaBo/s400/P1030336.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646762102837170946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got to go down the snake river in Adam's boat. I wish I could say Peter loved it, but he didn't, ha ha. He was really ornery and terrible. However, once we got off and since then, he hasn't stop talking about it and everything we saw. I don't understand 2 year olds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KY64wbmx-lU/Tl1UMtkeWrI/AAAAAAAAAZU/v_tAkBsdQ0s/s1600/P1030337.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KY64wbmx-lU/Tl1UMtkeWrI/AAAAAAAAAZU/v_tAkBsdQ0s/s400/P1030337.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646762085160213170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was done trying to make him happy, so Cory (the good husband that he is) rowed the boat while holding Peter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BSzPYWka-1k/Tl1ULVhFJWI/AAAAAAAAAZM/E1MI-FuhqZ8/s1600/P1030343.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BSzPYWka-1k/Tl1ULVhFJWI/AAAAAAAAAZM/E1MI-FuhqZ8/s400/P1030343.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646762061523658082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here they are roasting marshmallows. Peter wouldn't eat the roasted ones so Cory and I got to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-McIlxfs2xN4/Tl1TDHuy4EI/AAAAAAAAAZE/qNP6kBSvDOE/s1600/P1030344.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-McIlxfs2xN4/Tl1TDHuy4EI/AAAAAAAAAZE/qNP6kBSvDOE/s400/P1030344.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646760820872503362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Worn out from playing all day in Idaho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0n1AmjW2bwk/Tl1TCp0MBuI/AAAAAAAAAY8/W2O5x_GMArw/s1600/P1030350.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0n1AmjW2bwk/Tl1TCp0MBuI/AAAAAAAAAY8/W2O5x_GMArw/s400/P1030350.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646760812842059490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the biggest highlights of the summer was when my baby sister came home from her mission in Milan, Italy. Her flight was delayed, so she didn't get in until midnight. It was an amazing experience seeing her come down the escalator. My mom was the first to spot her and yelled, "There she is." We all jumped up and the boys started hooting and screaming (not kidding). She heard them and started crying. It was really cute and a special moment for our family. Cory got it all on video and I'm so grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tEqWIPoKvhc/Tl1TCTd2VjI/AAAAAAAAAY0/N6BXyP-0--Q/s1600/P1030357.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tEqWIPoKvhc/Tl1TCTd2VjI/AAAAAAAAAY0/N6BXyP-0--Q/s400/P1030357.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646760806842783282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here she is with mom and dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2RkovBonzYg/Tl1TCN-TF8I/AAAAAAAAAYs/C0qVjEJmgQs/s1600/P1030354.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2RkovBonzYg/Tl1TCN-TF8I/AAAAAAAAAYs/C0qVjEJmgQs/s400/P1030354.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646760805368272834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All of my brother's and sisters were there. There are 8 kids in my family. From left to right:&lt;div&gt;Christopher(2), Emily(4), Heidi(1), Me(7), Chelsea(8), Kami(6), Spencer(3), Mckay(5).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J02-99PoWE0/Tl1TBxneRcI/AAAAAAAAAYk/C5NX3zRiFWc/s1600/P1030353.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J02-99PoWE0/Tl1TBxneRcI/AAAAAAAAAYk/C5NX3zRiFWc/s400/P1030353.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646760797756343746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just us girls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-8235934265173930788?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/8235934265173930788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=8235934265173930788' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/8235934265173930788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/8235934265173930788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2011/08/fun-summer-comes-to-end.html' title='Fun Summer Comes to an End'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/-2Q822K8UNKA/Tl1UPixDLqI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Hpxc9h2cLws/s72-c/P1030371.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-6529857966728038300</id><published>2011-07-29T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T14:33:09.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ROAD TRIP</title><content type='html'>We were driving down to Vegas and.... decided to keep on driving, we ended up at Disneyland. It was so fun and Peter loved it.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AVayThqa-f4/TjMlO5C4RoI/AAAAAAAAAYU/3bpQWJtHofM/s1600/P1030242.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AVayThqa-f4/TjMlO5C4RoI/AAAAAAAAAYU/3bpQWJtHofM/s400/P1030242.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634888496531916418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He loved riding the carousel and dumbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hdR2DQ6dcgg/TjMlOqHVLqI/AAAAAAAAAYM/x6x9HgsrZA0/s1600/P1030243.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hdR2DQ6dcgg/TjMlOqHVLqI/AAAAAAAAAYM/x6x9HgsrZA0/s400/P1030243.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634888492524056226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As we entered Goofy's house, Peter bent down and started taking his shoes off. It was really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-509HoNkWNK8/TjMlOeua9CI/AAAAAAAAAYE/NfWkv0hVNBg/s1600/P1030256.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-509HoNkWNK8/TjMlOeua9CI/AAAAAAAAAYE/NfWkv0hVNBg/s400/P1030256.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634888489466786850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wb_aPlzGk54/TjMkBl-dH0I/AAAAAAAAAX8/A0U1s9E9pfk/s1600/P1030271.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wb_aPlzGk54/TjMkBl-dH0I/AAAAAAAAAX8/A0U1s9E9pfk/s400/P1030271.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634887168563158850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was surprised how he reacted to all of the characters. He gave them all a hug and even kissed Goofy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vKv8JebQnzc/TjMkBZ4COEI/AAAAAAAAAX0/flia1ed51EU/s1600/P1030273.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vKv8JebQnzc/TjMkBZ4COEI/AAAAAAAAAX0/flia1ed51EU/s400/P1030273.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634887165315004482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wUqsHvuC_oY/TjMkA7qTsbI/AAAAAAAAAXs/2rJD_ZPf_9Y/s1600/P1030283.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wUqsHvuC_oY/TjMkA7qTsbI/AAAAAAAAAXs/2rJD_ZPf_9Y/s400/P1030283.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634887157204365746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cS0IqO4Grs/TjMkAlZMp0I/AAAAAAAAAXk/isGoKFboKow/s1600/P1030292.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cS0IqO4Grs/TjMkAlZMp0I/AAAAAAAAAXk/isGoKFboKow/s400/P1030292.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634887151227021122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9NKa_VZge30/TjMkAT0HuaI/AAAAAAAAAXc/A3xQ-AoP-4E/s1600/P1030297.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9NKa_VZge30/TjMkAT0HuaI/AAAAAAAAAXc/A3xQ-AoP-4E/s400/P1030297.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634887146508106146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course he wanted to ride in a pink dumbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/4773248608143611852-6529857966728038300?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/6529857966728038300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=6529857966728038300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/6529857966728038300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/6529857966728038300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2011/07/road-trip.html' title='ROAD TRIP'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/-AVayThqa-f4/TjMlO5C4RoI/AAAAAAAAAYU/3bpQWJtHofM/s72-c/P1030242.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-5506371453536844606</id><published>2011-07-05T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T21:31:53.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Handsome Boys!!</title><content type='html'>They love getting their picture taken. :) We tried to go to my friends wedding reception, but my pregnant brain is really giving me problems. I really feel like an idiot sometimes. I had been so excited to go to my friends wedding reception, I had been planning on it for weeks. The three of us got all dressed up, got in the car and were heading to the reception when Cory realized we were a day late. Yep, the reception was actually on Thursday NOT Friday. I about died. I couldn't believe it. I still feel horrible. They both looked so handsome though. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghulZalVWyE/ThPjqdeU6II/AAAAAAAAAXU/6NPGgK8TBfE/s1600/P1030207.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghulZalVWyE/ThPjqdeU6II/AAAAAAAAAXU/6NPGgK8TBfE/s400/P1030207.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626090678121719938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-5506371453536844606?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/5506371453536844606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=5506371453536844606' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/5506371453536844606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/5506371453536844606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2011/07/handsome-boys.html' title='Handsome Boys!!'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/-ghulZalVWyE/ThPjqdeU6II/AAAAAAAAAXU/6NPGgK8TBfE/s72-c/P1030207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-1185067996964793007</id><published>2011-06-20T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T12:18:37.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Changes &amp; Fun</title><content type='html'>We have gone through a lot of changes recently, and have still managed to have a good time. In May, we moved to Orem to spend time with our families before we leave for Graduate school. We finally decided on Denver. Cory will be getting a Masters in Health Administration. We were both sad to leave Logan, but are very very excited to take this next step in our lives. I've been meaning to do a Top 10 things I'm going to miss most in Logan blogpost, but still haven't managed to do it. That will be my next post.&lt;div&gt;Anyways here are some fun things we've been doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ugi-iMKjJ4w/Tf-blPdZU_I/AAAAAAAAAXE/lJ3dT5-bxO0/s1600/P1030195.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ugi-iMKjJ4w/Tf-blPdZU_I/AAAAAAAAAXE/lJ3dT5-bxO0/s400/P1030195.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620381924088959986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to the end of year carnival at Westmore. Peter played lots of fun games and had several yummy treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P9YKyBJqxh4/Tf-bkIgvtgI/AAAAAAAAAW8/eTEQKQRV32s/s1600/P1030198.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P9YKyBJqxh4/Tf-bkIgvtgI/AAAAAAAAAW8/eTEQKQRV32s/s400/P1030198.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620381905044092418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We supported Kami while she ran the Utah Valley Marathon. We were very very proud of her. It was her 6th marathon, and she finished with her best time 4:25. Whats up Sister!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dlRGWmguRgE/Tf-bjV0b5oI/AAAAAAAAAW0/cuuNLvhr1P8/s1600/P1030201.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dlRGWmguRgE/Tf-bjV0b5oI/AAAAAAAAAW0/cuuNLvhr1P8/s400/P1030201.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620381891436471938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went swimming with our cousins. Peter loves spending time with all his girly Phillips family cousins. Eva always plays so good with him. After we went swimming, we went to their house and had dinner. After playing a while with Eva, Peter came upstairs with these little Mr. Potato head glasses. Of course he had to try and put them on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gFJR0B4b8ss/Tf-biRGnaJI/AAAAAAAAAWs/R9aiCvSmJ9c/s1600/P1030200.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gFJR0B4b8ss/Tf-biRGnaJI/AAAAAAAAAWs/R9aiCvSmJ9c/s400/P1030200.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620381872990677138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-1185067996964793007?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/1185067996964793007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=1185067996964793007' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/1185067996964793007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/1185067996964793007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-changes-fun.html' title='Summer Changes &amp; Fun'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/-ugi-iMKjJ4w/Tf-blPdZU_I/AAAAAAAAAXE/lJ3dT5-bxO0/s72-c/P1030195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-7346532806466247242</id><published>2011-04-18T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T20:27:56.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change is good... right?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DYkrd5h5AHQ/Ta0A8gCsolI/AAAAAAAAAWg/BSJ5RTPie-M/s1600/My%2BGirls.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DYkrd5h5AHQ/Ta0A8gCsolI/AAAAAAAAAWg/BSJ5RTPie-M/s400/My%2BGirls.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597130951284793938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I resigned as the girls basketball coach at Mtn Crest. Cory and I will most likely be moving and going to graduate school. We are both really excited and are anxious to move on with our lives. However, we will have to leave behind some great things. Boy will things be different. For the first time in a very very very long time, I will not be required to participate in any basketball event for the rest of the year. I'm surprised at how depressed I am about it. I have waited for this time for a while, but now that it's here... I don't know why I hoped it would come. Crazy how things are like that. The grass isn't always greener on the other side, I guess. However, I am happy to say that during this past season, I thought and prayed several times (almost every day) that I would remember to enjoy every moment, because I know it would soon come to an end. Of course I'll miss the girls the most. They are so amazing and wonderful. I still think about my girls from Bear River. They will always hold a special place in my heart, being the first team I ever coached. I love them all, every girl I ever coached. Why do all things have to come to an end?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-7346532806466247242?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/7346532806466247242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=7346532806466247242' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/7346532806466247242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/7346532806466247242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2011/04/change-is-good-right.html' title='Change is good... right?'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/-DYkrd5h5AHQ/Ta0A8gCsolI/AAAAAAAAAWg/BSJ5RTPie-M/s72-c/My%2BGirls.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-3900042721009870489</id><published>2011-04-15T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T22:56:13.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys vs. Girls</title><content type='html'>I was at the park the other day and heard two pregnant ladies talking. No I wasn't eaves dropping, they were talking right next to me, what was I suppose to do? Well, they were saying how they wanted to have atleast more then one girl so that their daughters would have a sister. I guess neither of them has a sister. I of course started thinking of my 4 sisters. Yep, I have 4 and having them is just as good as those ladies were thinking they would be, maybe better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--SetQvkERUg/TaksjvfhsoI/AAAAAAAAAWY/pxNbt2Yg9mY/s1600/P1020488.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--SetQvkERUg/TaksjvfhsoI/AAAAAAAAAWY/pxNbt2Yg9mY/s400/P1020488.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596053004540293762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pu4aJ-td31M/TaksjKRl2QI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Oh2jTqjWTmo/s1600/P1020342.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pu4aJ-td31M/TaksjKRl2QI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Oh2jTqjWTmo/s400/P1020342.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596052994549733634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who do you think I look the most like? I think Emily, but it's hard to tell cause this isn't a good picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KVOqZEtpzVY/Taksi3nn_yI/AAAAAAAAAWI/MnFUz9H9ZLU/s1600/P1020425.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KVOqZEtpzVY/Taksi3nn_yI/AAAAAAAAAWI/MnFUz9H9ZLU/s400/P1020425.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596052989541875490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wIjY6ZZgbx8/TaksimRfMsI/AAAAAAAAAWA/fhMmEu5hwCQ/s1600/P1010011.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wIjY6ZZgbx8/TaksimRfMsI/AAAAAAAAAWA/fhMmEu5hwCQ/s400/P1010011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596052984885621442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heidi and Chelsea might kill me for this picture, but my options were limited. Plus Chelsea is on her mission and Heidi is too busy to look at my blog anyways, so they both will most likely not see it at all :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-3900042721009870489?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/3900042721009870489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=3900042721009870489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/3900042721009870489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/3900042721009870489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2011/04/boys-vs-girls.html' title='Boys vs. Girls'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/--SetQvkERUg/TaksjvfhsoI/AAAAAAAAAWY/pxNbt2Yg9mY/s72-c/P1020488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-3864568952690018380</id><published>2011-03-30T21:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T22:01:37.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Fun Pictures</title><content type='html'>Here are the last of my pictures. Once these are up, I am up to date. Wahoo! I know you will all hate having to see more pictures of Peter, but I will try to do better and get some up of Cory and I. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o-OWuTJmVqU/TZQD1yx3HpI/AAAAAAAAAVc/gn20NFtEYbE/s1600/P1030074.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o-OWuTJmVqU/TZQD1yx3HpI/AAAAAAAAAVc/gn20NFtEYbE/s400/P1030074.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590097260172484242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peter and Eliza. Her mom is one of my best friends. He loves spending time with friends and so do I :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yrOYrHWtfPQ/TZQDVaXqwAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/xpLqmbHvW-4/s1600/P1030080.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yrOYrHWtfPQ/TZQDVaXqwAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/xpLqmbHvW-4/s400/P1030080.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590096703864356866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dad was visiting and Peter was suppose to be getting ready for bed. He said he was going to sleep on the couch next to Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-omrBYMLrN4s/TZQDVJ-S1uI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Lyva8S3ylg4/s1600/P1030083.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-omrBYMLrN4s/TZQDVJ-S1uI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Lyva8S3ylg4/s400/P1030083.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590096699462964962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My two boys. I love them so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_5WxpEPF0dg/TZQDUvx3hyI/AAAAAAAAAU8/jvrOrRoYN0U/s1600/P1030118.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_5WxpEPF0dg/TZQDUvx3hyI/AAAAAAAAAU8/jvrOrRoYN0U/s400/P1030118.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590096692431521570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peter's first birthday party invite. It was a lot of fun to see him interact with the other kids. All were girls, I might add. Our ward is full of girls his age. Not one boy. It's kind of funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SeerWhHmnw0/TZQDUN9V1zI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Ias57hLTXRs/s1600/P1030119.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SeerWhHmnw0/TZQDUN9V1zI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Ias57hLTXRs/s400/P1030119.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590096683352839986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I finally got him to look at the camera and then someone runs in front of me. Ahhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wnovdC6uohM/TZQDTy7zF9I/AAAAAAAAAUs/vb9wh8J8Esw/s1600/P1030121.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wnovdC6uohM/TZQDTy7zF9I/AAAAAAAAAUs/vb9wh8J8Esw/s400/P1030121.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590096676098611154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma Patti and Peter out for a stroll in the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-71JvMdQnodA/TZQCJry0udI/AAAAAAAAAUk/fn5kEZFHt1Y/s1600/P1030124.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-71JvMdQnodA/TZQCJry0udI/AAAAAAAAAUk/fn5kEZFHt1Y/s400/P1030124.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590095402871601618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He is always such a good helper. He sweeps the floor for me, and mows the lawn for Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BVT7P_zVUcA/TZQCJGnkRRI/AAAAAAAAAUc/fQ0FwIPfDoU/s1600/P1030126.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BVT7P_zVUcA/TZQCJGnkRRI/AAAAAAAAAUc/fQ0FwIPfDoU/s400/P1030126.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590095392892273938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It finally got warm enough to go to the park. It was really fun to relax and let Peter run around. My friend Kym and her little boy Riley met us there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DCU350XW2PM/TZQCHbhBMvI/AAAAAAAAAUU/YAYXwv-2LVY/s1600/P1030128.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DCU350XW2PM/TZQCHbhBMvI/AAAAAAAAAUU/YAYXwv-2LVY/s400/P1030128.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590095364142215922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8PkFh1k0Fhc/TZQCGs0zpII/AAAAAAAAAUM/ZeFxKV3PpiA/s1600/P1030130.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8PkFh1k0Fhc/TZQCGs0zpII/AAAAAAAAAUM/ZeFxKV3PpiA/s400/P1030130.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590095351608747138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sTRvSkoXH8E/TZQCGTNOEII/AAAAAAAAAUE/4N9A__NYgJM/s1600/P1030132.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sTRvSkoXH8E/TZQCGTNOEII/AAAAAAAAAUE/4N9A__NYgJM/s400/P1030132.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590095344731820162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BX9RRtmjATw/TZQA6363R-I/AAAAAAAAAT8/tvpYiq-pPOg/s1600/P1030141.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BX9RRtmjATw/TZQA6363R-I/AAAAAAAAAT8/tvpYiq-pPOg/s400/P1030141.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590094048916883426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of Peter's favorite seats in the house. (the back of the couch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S8G0sDBNKsM/TZQA6mTcmiI/AAAAAAAAAT0/vuoTdlxtjhA/s1600/P1030154.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S8G0sDBNKsM/TZQA6mTcmiI/AAAAAAAAAT0/vuoTdlxtjhA/s400/P1030154.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590094044188154402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are at the annual Girls Basketball Banquet. This is the Varsity group, except one. I love these girls so much. What will I do when they graduate. Waaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JREFrrFu0K4/TZQA6dAP4OI/AAAAAAAAATs/NLXi4lzPSQM/s1600/P1030164.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JREFrrFu0K4/TZQA6dAP4OI/AAAAAAAAATs/NLXi4lzPSQM/s400/P1030164.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590094041691709666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nerds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a1MuQjpiNpI/TZQA6OPTMEI/AAAAAAAAATk/xKAF2MQFCTw/s1600/P1030166.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a1MuQjpiNpI/TZQA6OPTMEI/AAAAAAAAATk/xKAF2MQFCTw/s400/P1030166.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590094037728309314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While I was showering, Peter found my mascara. I can't believe how smart kids are, and how much they pick up on. He has been trying to put my mascara on for months. Haa haa, he finally got his chance. Thank heavens I buy don't buy waterproof mascara, so it came off easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TyHGJUV_PZw/TZQA5p1lR1I/AAAAAAAAATc/qUEF8z5aZVI/s1600/P1030169.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TyHGJUV_PZw/TZQA5p1lR1I/AAAAAAAAATc/qUEF8z5aZVI/s400/P1030169.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590094027956766546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He did this all on his own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-3864568952690018380?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/3864568952690018380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=3864568952690018380' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/3864568952690018380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/3864568952690018380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2011/03/more-fun-pictures.html' title='More Fun Pictures'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/-o-OWuTJmVqU/TZQD1yx3HpI/AAAAAAAAAVc/gn20NFtEYbE/s72-c/P1030074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-1365192820985439404</id><published>2011-03-13T21:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T22:18:04.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phillips Update</title><content type='html'>Wow! It has been quite a while since I've been on our blog. So long that I actually forgot what our blog address was. Ha ha, kind of funny. Well, now that basketball is over, I feel like I can really breathe and relax. This season was very stressful for me. I'm not sure really why. The more we won, the more stressed I got. Kind of interesting. I am proud to say that, to my knowledge, this team is the winningest team in school history. We were 15-0 in Region and 22-2 overall. We won back to back Region championships and made it to the State Championship game, which was a first in school history. I'm pretty proud of this group of girls.&lt;div&gt;Moving along, here are some photos of what we've been up to the last few months. No surprise, they are all of Peter. I have lots of other pictures on our camera that I need to get off, and then I'll put some pictures on of Cory and I. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NcUXdCwMViY/TX2ji4IbOiI/AAAAAAAAATU/kzXYjq41CBs/s1600/P1030025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NcUXdCwMViY/TX2ji4IbOiI/AAAAAAAAATU/kzXYjq41CBs/s400/P1030025.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583798932587887138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this picture. During the holidays, Cory got out this truck loading track thing (I don't know what it's called:) and he and Peter played with it. I love watching them play with toys that Cory played with when he was a little boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RiAKE0Um9JQ/TX2iumP0F_I/AAAAAAAAATM/-SX4uxja1b0/s1600/P1030031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RiAKE0Um9JQ/TX2iumP0F_I/AAAAAAAAATM/-SX4uxja1b0/s400/P1030031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583798034433841138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peter got to open his birthday presents from the Phillips during Thanksgiving with Sophia. He got a new Buzz movie. We have watched it more times then I can count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UKmfsstoTzw/TX2iLBilJMI/AAAAAAAAATE/wGwnp_icCBY/s1600/P1030040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UKmfsstoTzw/TX2iLBilJMI/AAAAAAAAATE/wGwnp_icCBY/s400/P1030040.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583797423285019842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cory has shoveled quite a bit of snow this winter. Peter likes to help. Don't worry, I didn't leave the house with his hair looking like that, and that outfit on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sBg3-5z4f-A/TX2hFHOGNiI/AAAAAAAAAS8/mlFjfcgL0gw/s1600/P1030043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sBg3-5z4f-A/TX2hFHOGNiI/AAAAAAAAAS8/mlFjfcgL0gw/s400/P1030043.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583796222218876450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For his birthday we found a "Buzz and Woody Tent" with a tunnel. He loves it! It has been our best toy purchase for him by far. You can kind of see what it looks like on the box Peter is standing in front of. To his right is the big tent, then on his left is the end of the tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T12Eb8pPRJc/TX2gYy9hZzI/AAAAAAAAAS0/TGZX__CqnHg/s1600/P1030054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T12Eb8pPRJc/TX2gYy9hZzI/AAAAAAAAAS0/TGZX__CqnHg/s400/P1030054.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583795460866402098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Birthday at 2 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l92hvVzwNck/TX2gAP6FUDI/AAAAAAAAASs/38ma_c7OPe0/s1600/P1020583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l92hvVzwNck/TX2gAP6FUDI/AAAAAAAAASs/38ma_c7OPe0/s400/P1020583.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583795039139876914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Birthday at 1 year old. I actually think he looks almost the exact same. How is that possible? I don't know. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-1365192820985439404?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/1365192820985439404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=1365192820985439404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/1365192820985439404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/1365192820985439404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2011/03/phillips-update.html' title='Phillips Update'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/-NcUXdCwMViY/TX2ji4IbOiI/AAAAAAAAATU/kzXYjq41CBs/s72-c/P1030025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-7288152329347468699</id><published>2010-11-24T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T21:39:16.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time No See</title><content type='html'>Our family has been off the digital network for the last little while, due to a few things. A few weeks ago, our computer died. Poor little guy lasted us 6 years. He was very good to us. We decided to do a little upgrading and got a Mac. It's been really fun to work with, but has taken time getting our information off of our old computer and on to this one. Now that we've got things under control, I thought I had better give everyone a little update on what we've been up  to. &lt;div&gt;We had our annual Halloween party at the Phillips' home. Patti always puts together a fun party, that the kids and adults enjoy. Here Peter is participating in the traditional donut eating contest. I can't remember who won out of the kids, but no one will forget how Jonas practically inhaled his donut. He easily won the adult contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TO3yUjEQ4vI/AAAAAAAAASc/QvlaoEd7DPM/s1600/P1030007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TO3yUjEQ4vI/AAAAAAAAASc/QvlaoEd7DPM/s400/P1030007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543353151187378930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TO3yULEtaBI/AAAAAAAAASU/xsloYV8ad6M/s1600/P1030003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TO3yULEtaBI/AAAAAAAAASU/xsloYV8ad6M/s400/P1030003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543353144746797074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For the fall break, Peter and I drove to Sahuarita (basically Mexico, but still Arizona) with Heidi and her kids to visit Emily. Peter was actually very very good during the drive. We had a great time playing with cousins and picking out our own pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TO3yTkdNrXI/AAAAAAAAASM/M4l-nCp3Yi4/s1600/P1020988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TO3yTkdNrXI/AAAAAAAAASM/M4l-nCp3Yi4/s400/P1020988.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543353134380592498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TO3xfOUIZlI/AAAAAAAAAR8/mCUxQQD6VZg/s1600/P1020989.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TO3xfOUIZlI/AAAAAAAAAR8/mCUxQQD6VZg/s400/P1020989.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543352235083720274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peter loves my sister Emily's oldest boy, Justin. Justin was very good to play with Peter during our visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TO3xeqzra6I/AAAAAAAAAR0/CZD74xkmse4/s1600/P1020986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TO3xeqzra6I/AAAAAAAAAR0/CZD74xkmse4/s400/P1020986.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543352225552362402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last but not least, our family has gone to a few Aggie football games and basketball games. I have to tell a little story. Over the years as an athlete at Utah State, I worked out in the Varsity Athlete weight room, where in big bold lettering is written on the walls, BEAT BYU and BEAT UTAH. And after 8 years, the football team had yet met not one of those goals. That is why I am very happy to say that I watched Utah State football beat BYU. Now we just have Utah, I wonder how long that will take. Oh man....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TO3xd6mcq1I/AAAAAAAAARs/JFl6cY4EbEQ/s1600/P1020954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TO3xd6mcq1I/AAAAAAAAARs/JFl6cY4EbEQ/s400/P1020954.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543352212611967826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Try and tell me that's not the sweetest face in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TO3v2qouP7I/AAAAAAAAARk/NQetLghkomQ/s1600/P1020951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TO3v2qouP7I/AAAAAAAAARk/NQetLghkomQ/s400/P1020951.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543350438800015282" /&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/4773248608143611852-7288152329347468699?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/7288152329347468699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=7288152329347468699' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/7288152329347468699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/7288152329347468699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2010/11/long-time-no-see.html' title='Long Time No See'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TO3yUjEQ4vI/AAAAAAAAASc/QvlaoEd7DPM/s72-c/P1030007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-1647580801144378771</id><published>2010-10-04T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T21:44:24.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Favorite Book</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the lack of a visual aid. Our computer has officially died and I am trying to get by without. Anyways... I have started reading a book I borrowed from my friend Ali months ago. Whoopsies. I wonder if she even remembers that I still have it. Don't worry Als, I'm almost done and it will be returned to you soon enough. I am definitely buying my own copy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is titled Basketball for Women. One of the authors is Nancy Lieberman-Cline. I have recently discovered that she was an amazing basketball player, and athlete. I have learned so much about being a competitor from her book. I wish I would have read it in high school. It has really motivated me. I encourage all of you to atleast read the first 100 pages. You will be amazed at what she has accomplished in her life. She is the youngest male or female basketball player to win an Olympic Medal. She also could dunk in high school, at 5'8. I still am shocked by that fact. She was the first women to play in an all-men's professional league. She won back-back national championships at Old Dominion, and has countless other feats and awards to be amazed by.&lt;br /&gt;But most of all, I am completely amazed at her dedication and passion for basketball. It has definitely changed my life. Thank you Nancy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-1647580801144378771?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/1647580801144378771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=1647580801144378771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/1647580801144378771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/1647580801144378771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-favorite-book.html' title='New Favorite Book'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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-4773248608143611852.post-6333897442502067564</id><published>2010-09-07T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T22:22:22.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Bike</title><content type='html'>"BIKEABIKEABIKE" Peter got a new bike, and a new haircut. He actually loves his bike, but hates getting his haircut. He must have been thinking about the haircut right then.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TIcdGl5XhvI/AAAAAAAAARc/eqqvsJAYBCo/s1600/P1020926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514408267827611378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TIcdGl5XhvI/AAAAAAAAARc/eqqvsJAYBCo/s400/P1020926.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-6333897442502067564?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/6333897442502067564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=6333897442502067564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/6333897442502067564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/6333897442502067564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-new-bike.html' title='My New Bike'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TIcdGl5XhvI/AAAAAAAAARc/eqqvsJAYBCo/s72-c/P1020926.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-5763081044021612433</id><published>2010-09-07T22:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T22:17:29.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TIccQeHXb9I/AAAAAAAAARU/t6jDiVmFYWo/s1600/P1020919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514407338025906130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TIccQeHXb9I/AAAAAAAAARU/t6jDiVmFYWo/s400/P1020919.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TIccPbqBlhI/AAAAAAAAARM/D_lNhQoKwEs/s1600/P1020917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514407320186099218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TIccPbqBlhI/AAAAAAAAARM/D_lNhQoKwEs/s400/P1020917.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peter definitely belongs to Cory, they both LOVE to watch to tv. Here they are under my blanket watching, who knows what. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-5763081044021612433?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/5763081044021612433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=5763081044021612433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/5763081044021612433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/5763081044021612433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-boys.html' title='My Boys'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TIccQeHXb9I/AAAAAAAAARU/t6jDiVmFYWo/s72-c/P1020919.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-3742713417871665401</id><published>2010-09-07T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T22:11:36.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear Lake Family Reunion</title><content type='html'>I realized recently that I haven't posted any pictures from our awesome Bear Lake Tressler Family Reunion. We all had a great time. The water was warm and absolutely amazing. The color of Bear Lake is so gorgeous. Here are a few pictures from our trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TIcYVzzPcMI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Mq8RgWBOgfI/s1600/P1020892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514403031699910850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TIcYVzzPcMI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Mq8RgWBOgfI/s400/P1020892.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TIcYVbmmHbI/AAAAAAAAAQs/2puWtqhCx2I/s1600/P1020900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514403025204420018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TIcYVbmmHbI/AAAAAAAAAQs/2puWtqhCx2I/s400/P1020900.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-3742713417871665401?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/3742713417871665401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=3742713417871665401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/3742713417871665401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/3742713417871665401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2010/09/bear-lake-family-reunion.html' title='Bear Lake Family Reunion'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TIcYVzzPcMI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Mq8RgWBOgfI/s72-c/P1020892.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-2866304442747682380</id><published>2010-08-26T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T20:10:05.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Providence Splash Pad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/THdEZEARXlI/AAAAAAAAAQc/9pVtGJ_AJqM/s1600/P1020925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509947866473389650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/THdEZEARXlI/AAAAAAAAAQc/9pVtGJ_AJqM/s400/P1020925.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Providence has a new splash pad next to the park. Peter and I like to go several times a week.&lt;br /&gt;He runs all over the place and loves it. It's fun for me to sit and watch him, and work on my tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;His little turtle swimsuit is size 6-9 mons. I bought it last summer and he still fits into it. Kind of funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-2866304442747682380?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/2866304442747682380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=2866304442747682380' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/2866304442747682380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/2866304442747682380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2010/08/providence-splash-pad.html' title='Providence Splash Pad'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/THdEZEARXlI/AAAAAAAAAQc/9pVtGJ_AJqM/s72-c/P1020925.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-2606494377914797867</id><published>2010-08-26T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T21:13:47.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumpy Jumpy</title><content type='html'>Peter loves to "jumpy jumpy" in his bed. Cory and I both are amazed that his crib isn't broken by now. As soon as I lay him down for a nap, he hurries and hops up and starts jumping. I sometimes will hear him jumping for 15-30 min before he finally lays down and falls asleep. He doesn't cry at all, just jumps and jumps and jumps. I stopped using my monitors too, because I always know when he wakes up. Yep.... he just jumps until I finally go get him out of bed. It's quite hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-86d516e6209ce5c4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D86d516e6209ce5c4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330362288%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4286F3FEC80BFEBCEF6D32DA010BC66849C8E6F8.49BA9AA3A38D92F49D8AEDAE84B10DD0678C0253%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D86d516e6209ce5c4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCOAj5GGtbXTjmr9MvA8aLrRg5A0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D86d516e6209ce5c4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330362288%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4286F3FEC80BFEBCEF6D32DA010BC66849C8E6F8.49BA9AA3A38D92F49D8AEDAE84B10DD0678C0253%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D86d516e6209ce5c4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCOAj5GGtbXTjmr9MvA8aLrRg5A0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-2606494377914797867?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/2606494377914797867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=2606494377914797867' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/2606494377914797867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/2606494377914797867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2010/08/jumpy-jumpy.html' title='Jumpy Jumpy'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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-4773248608143611852.post-7546131233005663459</id><published>2010-07-13T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T13:52:09.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUMMER FUN</title><content type='html'>June is so busy with basketball, but now that July has hit, I feel like I can take the time to enjoy the good weather. Peter and I have had lots of fun, here are some pictures to prove it.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TDzNwTFUwUI/AAAAAAAAAQM/yL_SkV4-gYg/s1600/P1020834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493491875125182786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TDzNwTFUwUI/AAAAAAAAAQM/yL_SkV4-gYg/s400/P1020834.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cory made some yummy Paella for our family. It was sooooo good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TDzNvzRfLUI/AAAAAAAAAQE/pVff6JiftPU/s1600/P1020848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493491866586262850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TDzNvzRfLUI/AAAAAAAAAQE/pVff6JiftPU/s400/P1020848.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well.... we have watched quite a few Dhows (shows, but that is how Peter says it) He loves to watch Mickey Mouse Clubhouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TDzNvQC-HRI/AAAAAAAAAP8/LHq_P3yUYFE/s1600/P1020854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493491857130134802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TDzNvQC-HRI/AAAAAAAAAP8/LHq_P3yUYFE/s400/P1020854.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have spent quite a bit of time in Idaho. Peter loves it up there, especially when his girly cousins come too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TDzNcFpvbmI/AAAAAAAAAP0/7Xh0DThCbQY/s1600/P1020859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493491527922445922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TDzNcFpvbmI/AAAAAAAAAP0/7Xh0DThCbQY/s400/P1020859.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peter jumped on a trampoline for the first time. I wasn't surprised by the fact that he loved it. His face was bright red. It was really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TDzNbsaOvYI/AAAAAAAAAPs/DpoTi0rSh0s/s1600/P1020863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493491521146502530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TDzNbsaOvYI/AAAAAAAAAPs/DpoTi0rSh0s/s400/P1020863.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here he his after church. He now goes to nursery and he does very well. It's the best 2 hours of my week by far. The church is definitely true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TDzNbM0K_hI/AAAAAAAAAPk/T1jKYSWKpdM/s1600/P1020866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493491512665374226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TDzNbM0K_hI/AAAAAAAAAPk/T1jKYSWKpdM/s400/P1020866.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spent some time with Christopher and Susie celebrating my mom's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TDzNa1JvIoI/AAAAAAAAAPc/YimzqhEOoAU/s1600/P1020874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493491506313372290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TDzNa1JvIoI/AAAAAAAAAPc/YimzqhEOoAU/s400/P1020874.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mom made this awesome cake for her birthday. Don't worry that it is covered with an inch of whipped cream. I about died as I watched her frost it. It is full of nutella, and almond paste. It was divine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TDzNaIb6QxI/AAAAAAAAAPU/tR29Mk2Vvc0/s1600/P1020879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493491494310003474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TDzNaIb6QxI/AAAAAAAAAPU/tR29Mk2Vvc0/s400/P1020879.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peter has recently developed an interest in wearing everyone else's shoes. Here he is with Cory's on. He usually can manage to walk around in them, but Cory's were so massive that he couldn't. So instead, he just stood there, eyes glued to the tv. About his outfit. We just got home from the water park, and those are his swimming trunks with a random shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TDzMtJtefiI/AAAAAAAAAPM/k4lPCdr_bQc/s1600/P1020843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493490721558003234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TDzMtJtefiI/AAAAAAAAAPM/k4lPCdr_bQc/s400/P1020843.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Memorial day we went and visited Cory's grandparents graves. It was fun to take Peter and enjoy the experience with our family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-7546131233005663459?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/7546131233005663459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=7546131233005663459' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/7546131233005663459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/7546131233005663459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-fun.html' title='SUMMER FUN'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/TDzNwTFUwUI/AAAAAAAAAQM/yL_SkV4-gYg/s72-c/P1020834.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-1638034141055631983</id><published>2010-05-11T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T21:05:16.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy Yum!!</title><content type='html'>Sorry... no picture. However, I found this recipe in my Taste of Home magazine and it is way good. You all have to try it. I did add a few changes to the recipe, which only enhanced it's nutritional value. Ok, the only change was that I added 3/4 of a can black beans. (Peter loves black beans)&lt;br /&gt;Southwestern Lettuce Wraps&lt;br /&gt;4 cups cubed rotisserie chicken&lt;br /&gt;2 cups frozen corn, thawed&lt;br /&gt;1 cup chopped roasted sweet red peppers&lt;br /&gt;1 cup minced fresh cilantro&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup black beans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dressing:&lt;br /&gt;3 Tb lime juice&lt;br /&gt;3 Tb olive oil&lt;br /&gt;4 tsp honey&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp ground cumin&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp salt&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp chili powder&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp coarsely ground pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a large bowl, combine the first five ingredients. In a small bowl, whisk the dressing ingredients; pour over chicken mixture and toss to coat. Dish into lettuce to make lettuce wraps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-1638034141055631983?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/1638034141055631983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=1638034141055631983' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/1638034141055631983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/1638034141055631983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2010/05/yummy-yum.html' title='Yummy Yum!!'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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-4773248608143611852.post-4961375827923918814</id><published>2010-05-07T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T18:15:21.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marathon Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S-S46bauBPI/AAAAAAAAAPE/4rjdS39dEW4/s1600/P1020425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468699161466373362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S-S46bauBPI/AAAAAAAAAPE/4rjdS39dEW4/s400/P1020425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are the night before last years TOU Marathon. Kami and my brother Spencer are running it this year and I'm still trying to decide if I should join them. I have a few concerns 1- I don't want to train on my own 2- I would have to buy a jogging stroller. So.... I'm wondering is there anyone in Logan interested in joining me. Running a marathon isn't as daunting of a task as it appears. Really almost anyone can do it. You don't have to be a runner, just the desire to do it. I've been looking around for a jogger, I would be interested in any info/personal experience you bloggers out there can give me. I'll just tell you right now, I'm not going to be able to justify to Cory buying one that costs more then $150, so keep that in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-4961375827923918814?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/4961375827923918814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=4961375827923918814' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/4961375827923918814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/4961375827923918814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2010/05/marathon-time.html' title='Marathon Time'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S-S46bauBPI/AAAAAAAAAPE/4rjdS39dEW4/s72-c/P1020425.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-7235349413104981165</id><published>2010-04-25T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T19:19:47.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Calling</title><content type='html'>I recently was called to be in charge of the mid-week activities for mothers in my ward. I've been thinking a lot about what kinds of things I should do, and decided to ask the blogging world what activities you have liked doing in your wards. Or maybe you have a great idea that you would do, if you were in charge. Ash.... I know how your mind works, you got to have atleast one good idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-7235349413104981165?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/7235349413104981165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=7235349413104981165' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/7235349413104981165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/7235349413104981165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2010/04/another-calling.html' title='Another Calling'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-7381146898280762346</id><published>2010-04-20T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T15:00:54.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of Words!!!!</title><content type='html'>Momma, Dadda, Ball, Hot, Baby, Book, Ticka (tickle), Apple, Nana (banana), Chee Chee (Chelsea), Cheese, Doggy, Thank you, and my personal favorite Basketball. Yep, these are all words my 16 month old son can say. I'm sure some of you don't believe me that he can say Basketball, but he can and he says it really really good. (I'm pretty sure there are a few more I can't think of right now).&lt;br /&gt;He also says numa nums, which means he's hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S85cnNZar_I/AAAAAAAAAO8/NiSaZslYpos/s1600/peter+picture.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462405226727911410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S85cnNZar_I/AAAAAAAAAO8/NiSaZslYpos/s400/peter+picture.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-7381146898280762346?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/7381146898280762346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=7381146898280762346' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/7381146898280762346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/7381146898280762346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2010/04/lots-of-words.html' title='Lots of Words!!!!'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S85cnNZar_I/AAAAAAAAAO8/NiSaZslYpos/s72-c/peter+picture.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-8428723627510229363</id><published>2010-04-20T14:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T14:22:08.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Service Opportunity in Africa</title><content type='html'>I just got a call today from one of the basketball coaches at Utah State. She is a part of a non-profit organization and will be leaving for Africa to teach basketball. They need basketball shoes and balls, old or new to take with them for the African children. If there is anyone that is willing to donate either of these items please either drop them by my apartment by friday at noon, or call me and I will come pick them up from you. My number is 801-400-8275.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-8428723627510229363?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/8428723627510229363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=8428723627510229363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/8428723627510229363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/8428723627510229363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2010/04/service-opportunity-in-africa.html' title='Service Opportunity in Africa'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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-4773248608143611852.post-507123507766745260</id><published>2010-04-11T21:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T21:50:28.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arizona Fun</title><content type='html'>Peter and I went to Arizona this past week. We both had a lot of fun. We flew into Phoenix and stayed with my best friend Sammi. Of course, Peter quickly claimed a few items of Sammi's. First, he went after her Arizona State hats. Not one, but both at the same time. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S8KhqFhdoeI/AAAAAAAAAO0/a2e81JlH344/s1600/P1020754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459103442735571426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S8KhqFhdoeI/AAAAAAAAAO0/a2e81JlH344/s400/P1020754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sammi is so wonderful. She helped me out a ton with Peter. She would take care of him and give me a break even when he would start to scream. She is great with kids and they always love her. Here she is taking Peter to the park that is next to her house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S8KhY9Vz2VI/AAAAAAAAAOs/1s54mMd6JH4/s1600/P1020780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459103148481435986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S8KhY9Vz2VI/AAAAAAAAAOs/1s54mMd6JH4/s400/P1020780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sammi took him down the slide for the first time ever. He loved it. As you can tell by the look on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S8KhONaRfaI/AAAAAAAAAOk/LYuYXRpJhUQ/s1600/P1020787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459102963816562082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S8KhONaRfaI/AAAAAAAAAOk/LYuYXRpJhUQ/s400/P1020787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He loved the park. I'm afraid our summer days, (if they ever come in Logan) will be filled with hours at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S8KhFtKkYRI/AAAAAAAAAOc/jShI4X_DwFg/s1600/P1020799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459102817721803026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S8KhFtKkYRI/AAAAAAAAAOc/jShI4X_DwFg/s400/P1020799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After spending a few days in Phoenix, Sammi drove us down to my sister, Emily's house in Sahuarita (south of Tuscan). Yep, there are actually communities south of Tuscan. Sammi and I were a little nervous we had hit Mexico, when all of a sudden the highway signs were in Spanish. it was hilarious. Kami and my mom were both visiting Emily too since she just had her second baby, Logan. He is really sweet and Peter just loved him. Here he is giving Logan a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S8Kg8uw5dXI/AAAAAAAAAOU/5s_bdzQRtY4/s1600/P1020793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459102663532180850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S8Kg8uw5dXI/AAAAAAAAAOU/5s_bdzQRtY4/s400/P1020793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peter would get jealous when my mom would hold Logan. He was insistant that she hold him as well, so here she is being a good Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S8Kgvn1xnjI/AAAAAAAAAOM/jHrqzKQP3VE/s1600/P1020820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459102438335290930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S8Kgvn1xnjI/AAAAAAAAAOM/jHrqzKQP3VE/s400/P1020820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also celebrated Easter while we were there. The Easter Bunny got Peter a cute chicken and a Mickey Mouse hiding in an Easter egg. It was fun to watch him pull out all of his fun treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S8KgiWe5o2I/AAAAAAAAAOE/WdpcavyVOlo/s1600/P1020821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459102210337645410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S8KgiWe5o2I/AAAAAAAAAOE/WdpcavyVOlo/s400/P1020821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"What the HECK is it Edgar?" He always has the funniest expressions. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S8KgYoIJGWI/AAAAAAAAAN8/JN_wLJ9Hz1w/s1600/P1020822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459102043275336034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S8KgYoIJGWI/AAAAAAAAAN8/JN_wLJ9Hz1w/s400/P1020822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peter's first Easter egg hunt. He already loves collecting things and putting them in baskets, so this was just up his alley. He loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S8KgJKHdpbI/AAAAAAAAAN0/8ekhXJhb_Lk/s1600/P1020814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459101777521386930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S8KgJKHdpbI/AAAAAAAAAN0/8ekhXJhb_Lk/s400/P1020814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S8KfuY8WkRI/AAAAAAAAANk/hQUF6xPkEw8/s1600/P1020815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459101317644849426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S8KfuY8WkRI/AAAAAAAAANk/hQUF6xPkEw8/s400/P1020815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a great time. I got a great tan/sunburn and it felt great to soak up the sun. I didn't realize how refreshing the heat was until I came back to Logan. I seriously felt myself get depressed when I woke up the next morning and looked outside to see a dark overcast. I'm really starting to hate living in Logan. Please bless we go to grad school in a warm climate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-507123507766745260?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/507123507766745260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=507123507766745260' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/507123507766745260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/507123507766745260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2010/04/arizona-fun.html' title='Arizona Fun'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S8KhqFhdoeI/AAAAAAAAAO0/a2e81JlH344/s72-c/P1020754.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-6388958118794990157</id><published>2010-03-30T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T22:06:22.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DISNEYLAND 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S7LUASkoBuI/AAAAAAAAAMM/8ogs_LWC1sE/s1600/P1020702.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S7LX2fU1zOI/AAAAAAAAANU/FYYdUskTkzg/s1600/P1020702.JPG"&gt;A few weeks ago we went to Disneyland. We have been saving for this trip for an entire year. We also have been keeping this trip a complete secret from Craig, (Cory's dad) for an entire year. It definitely has been torturous, especially for Cory. Here's the story. Craig turned 60 this year, so for his birthday, the entire Phillips' family surprised him at Disneyland. Patti and Craig were having lunch at the Blue Bayou, so we all got on the Pirates of the Carribean ride and started singing Happy Birthday to him. It was great. He was totally surprised, and got a little choked up about it. Here he is with Peter. Cory and I had a lot of fun, and are already anxious to return. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454659429820910818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S7LX2fU1zOI/AAAAAAAAANU/FYYdUskTkzg/s400/P1020702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S7LXtZ8nMNI/AAAAAAAAANM/cETzsPECtyE/s1600/P1020746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454659273758290130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S7LXtZ8nMNI/AAAAAAAAANM/cETzsPECtyE/s400/P1020746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S7LXXLIoDVI/AAAAAAAAANE/G_j5vSH6SFE/s1600/P1020742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454658891825024338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S7LXXLIoDVI/AAAAAAAAANE/G_j5vSH6SFE/s400/P1020742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S7LXJek7X-I/AAAAAAAAAM8/gEGMjd3yYZE/s1600/P1020739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454658656525836258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S7LXJek7X-I/AAAAAAAAAM8/gEGMjd3yYZE/s400/P1020739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S7LW5XFmlPI/AAAAAAAAAM0/l68j0zVsPR8/s1600/P1020730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454658379637495026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S7LW5XFmlPI/AAAAAAAAAM0/l68j0zVsPR8/s400/P1020730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S7LWtLi6NCI/AAAAAAAAAMs/i2C9TokqzH4/s1600/P1020728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454658170380760098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S7LWtLi6NCI/AAAAAAAAAMs/i2C9TokqzH4/s400/P1020728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S7LWZnfhDSI/AAAAAAAAAMk/M9KxLsG5fMg/s1600/P1020720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454657834285337890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S7LWZnfhDSI/AAAAAAAAAMk/M9KxLsG5fMg/s400/P1020720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S7LV548wQUI/AAAAAAAAAMc/qaECrR9Iw4Y/s1600/P1020700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454657289215557954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S7LV548wQUI/AAAAAAAAAMc/qaECrR9Iw4Y/s400/P1020700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-6388958118794990157?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/6388958118794990157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=6388958118794990157' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/6388958118794990157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/6388958118794990157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2010/03/disneyland-2010.html' title='DISNEYLAND 2010'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S7LX2fU1zOI/AAAAAAAAANU/FYYdUskTkzg/s72-c/P1020702.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-1165249348767102778</id><published>2010-03-10T19:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T20:07:28.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S5hpa9Uf3DI/AAAAAAAAAME/t-yNr5CO_-0/s1600-h/bb2010+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447219661162667058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S5hpa9Uf3DI/AAAAAAAAAME/t-yNr5CO_-0/s400/bb2010+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The season has come to an end. We had a great year. Our record ended up being 21-4.  We took the Region 5 title this year and made it to the semi finals in the state tournament. We ended up losing in overtime to Timpanogos. The girls played really hard and I was just grateful I got to coach them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-1165249348767102778?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/1165249348767102778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=1165249348767102778' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/1165249348767102778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/1165249348767102778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2010/03/end-of-season.html' title='End of Season'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S5hpa9Uf3DI/AAAAAAAAAME/t-yNr5CO_-0/s72-c/bb2010+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-4493216890183141085</id><published>2010-02-03T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T21:17:59.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOD NEWS!!</title><content type='html'>I am so excited. I went to the dentist yesterday, and to my huge surprise I only had one cavity. I could not believe it. Especially since I knew I had atleast one, because it's been bothering me for a while (over a year oopsie). I thought for sure I had over 5, but nope just that one. And to my amazement the dentist said, "Since you've done such a good job of keeping it clean, it's actually quite small." I was absolutely shocked. Well, tomorrow I am heading back to the dental chair where I will go through the other half of the painful experience of getting it filled. I'll let you know how that goes. Well.... if anything dramatic happens. Thanks for all of you who left comments. They helped to soothe my nerves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-4493216890183141085?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/4493216890183141085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=4493216890183141085' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/4493216890183141085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/4493216890183141085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2010/02/good-news.html' title='GOOD NEWS!!'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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-4773248608143611852.post-469170831367406575</id><published>2010-02-01T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T10:43:51.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CONFESSION</title><content type='html'>I have a big confession to make. Mostly, because I want to know what everyone's opinions are about it. I have not been to the dentist since I got married, meaning 3 1/2 years. I know, I know, I am in big trouble. But you know, I absolutely hate going to the dentist. Everytime I go I have atleast 2 cavities. I hate it! I am always embarrassed, especially when they make me watch those gay videos about how to floss and brush. Believe me, I have seen them hundreds of times by now. What's even more frustrating is the fact that I brush every single day, and usually floss atleast 5 or 6 times I week. (I'm not going to lie and say I floss every day, but almost) So I don't get it. Why do I always get cavities? The next crappy part is getting them filled. I have a very difficult time getting numb, (some of you might remember my 2 epidurals labor) So when they give me that first shot then leave the room to work on another patient, not a good idea with me. That numbing goes thru me so fast by the time he gets back, it has come and gone. Thus, I have to go thru the entire numbing experience again. Seriously, I get to have triple the normal amount of shots given for a cavity. So it ends up being about triple the time, and by the time I leave, the numbing doesn't go away for hours.&lt;br /&gt;I did just get off the phone with a dentist here is Logan. I am going tomorrow. When I hung up, the reality hit me and I seriously started to cry. I am scared out of my mind. I hate hate hate going to the dentist. Am I overreacting? I haven't told Cory yet, but I'm sure he'll say yes. Does anyone have any words of comfort?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-469170831367406575?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/469170831367406575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=469170831367406575' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/469170831367406575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/469170831367406575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2010/02/confession.html' title='CONFESSION'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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-4773248608143611852.post-844294801975026063</id><published>2010-01-06T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T10:50:49.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of Basketball</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S0TbaRUnI6I/AAAAAAAAAL8/-XeH0Udn0D0/s1600-h/P1020604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423701095633855394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S0TbaRUnI6I/AAAAAAAAAL8/-XeH0Udn0D0/s400/P1020604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was looking through the pictures on our camera and found this cute one. This is Peter with one of my senior's little sister Erika. She loves Peter and is really good to play with him. Erika is holding up the string cheese we were feeding him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-844294801975026063?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/844294801975026063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=844294801975026063' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/844294801975026063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/844294801975026063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2010/01/lots-of-basketball.html' title='Lots of Basketball'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/S0TbaRUnI6I/AAAAAAAAAL8/-XeH0Udn0D0/s72-c/P1020604.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-2178046985326479088</id><published>2009-12-09T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T12:29:18.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peter's First Birthday</title><content type='html'>I have been extremely busy (so give me a break Sam...) thus, I am going to post a bunch of pictures to let everyone know what we've been up to. While we were home for Thanksgiving, Peter got to open a bunch of presents from both of his Grandma and Grandpa. Actually, I ended up opening them for him. He just didn't know what to think, he just stared at the wrapping paper. It was cute.&lt;br /&gt;This first picture is of Peter with Cory's basketball. He spotted it in the bottom of the coat closet. Thus, he fished it out and was playing with it. He would pick it up and it almost looks like he is shooting it. I, of course, am obsessed with him already practicing his basketball skills. Please bless that he will want to play basketball. As far as I can tell, he already has some of the fundamentals down. He practices shooting, dribbling and passing. Not even kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SyAEapzOvzI/AAAAAAAAALw/-cK3jvzsx_w/s1600-h/P1020589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413331608043175730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SyAEapzOvzI/AAAAAAAAALw/-cK3jvzsx_w/s400/P1020589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heil Hitler!! I made him a cake for his birthday. He loved it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SyAEStrk--I/AAAAAAAAALo/lqDjqH5PUY4/s1600-h/P1020588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413331471645866978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SyAEStrk--I/AAAAAAAAALo/lqDjqH5PUY4/s400/P1020588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SyAEJfyiRMI/AAAAAAAAALg/2FJLUh6Xj_0/s1600-h/P1020583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413331313298130114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SyAEJfyiRMI/AAAAAAAAALg/2FJLUh6Xj_0/s400/P1020583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Peter with my Harry Potter glasses on. Cory is always doing funny things with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SyAEBqQcWvI/AAAAAAAAALY/YIR8aiD7vGE/s1600-h/P1020580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413331178668972786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SyAEBqQcWvI/AAAAAAAAALY/YIR8aiD7vGE/s400/P1020580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cory and I bought Peter this awesome Leap Frog table. I saw it at a friends house and knew he would love it. Unfortunately, I saw it in the Walmart black friday ad for $19. I hate shopping at Walmart period, and never dreamt I would go there on black friday. But as many of you know, you will do almost anything for your kids. Thus, there I was at 4:45am, standing next to the pile of Leap Frog tables. I was quite embarrassed, however I didn't feel too bad when I saw the exact same table on sale at Shopko for $45. Whats up! I got a sweet deal. I can say it was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SyAD377nSRI/AAAAAAAAALQ/qtOCl-DFvYE/s1600-h/P1020574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413331011614755090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SyAD377nSRI/AAAAAAAAALQ/qtOCl-DFvYE/s400/P1020574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My parents gave Peter this cute barn with farm animals. He loves to play with the dog, sheep and cow. He even says, "Mooo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SyADwF0ECmI/AAAAAAAAALI/tYDr1yMuPK4/s1600-h/P1020571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413330876828486242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SyADwF0ECmI/AAAAAAAAALI/tYDr1yMuPK4/s400/P1020571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are at Cory's parents house. One of the presents they gave him was this hoop and three mini basketballs for the tub. He loves to play with it in the tubby. He makes basket after basket after basket. I love it, and so does he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SyADXbqW9II/AAAAAAAAALA/-IWu91wn9CI/s1600-h/P1020554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413330453196633218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SyADXbqW9II/AAAAAAAAALA/-IWu91wn9CI/s400/P1020554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-2178046985326479088?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/2178046985326479088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=2178046985326479088' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/2178046985326479088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/2178046985326479088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2009/12/peters-first-birthday.html' title='Peter&apos;s First Birthday'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SyAEapzOvzI/AAAAAAAAALw/-cK3jvzsx_w/s72-c/P1020589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-7670836030429874046</id><published>2009-11-22T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T19:14:52.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Balloons!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/Swn-EsyAB1I/AAAAAAAAAK4/ix0fo_sCjhU/s1600/P1020532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407132184328800082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/Swn-EsyAB1I/AAAAAAAAAK4/ix0fo_sCjhU/s400/P1020532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peter loves balloons. He is so cute with them. Here he is with a Mtn. Crest blue balloon we got at our opening social.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-7670836030429874046?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/7670836030429874046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=7670836030429874046' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/7670836030429874046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/7670836030429874046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2009/11/balloons.html' title='Balloons!'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/Swn-EsyAB1I/AAAAAAAAAK4/ix0fo_sCjhU/s72-c/P1020532.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-5955282073532976297</id><published>2009-11-20T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T21:42:36.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music, Balloons &amp; TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Peter loves 3 things a lot. They are music, balloons and tv. In the morning we watch a plethora of TV shows. His favorites are Super Why and The Dinosaur Train. Here he is watching The Dinosaur Train, I caught him dancing and hurried to grab the camera to video him. The video starts right when he finishes dancing. Of course, he stops right when I start videoing. Oh well, atleast you can kind of get the impression. He is really cute when he hears music. I don't know why he loves it so much, it has to be the Phillips' in him, because he definitely doesn't get that from us Tresslers. Oh and... whoopsie it's turned to the side and can't be fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2bdc0fef3447a565" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2bdc0fef3447a565%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330362288%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D26EC8C6C2A365B6380DE3F838732C9D719A215BD.697E3A6DEC55F49ACBA2F94918B6228D783AE78A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2bdc0fef3447a565%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbfPhierpOhZtgHo4HfEsO8oSueA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2bdc0fef3447a565%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330362288%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D26EC8C6C2A365B6380DE3F838732C9D719A215BD.697E3A6DEC55F49ACBA2F94918B6228D783AE78A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2bdc0fef3447a565%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbfPhierpOhZtgHo4HfEsO8oSueA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-5955282073532976297?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/5955282073532976297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=5955282073532976297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/5955282073532976297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/5955282073532976297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2009/11/music-balloons-tv.html' title='Music, Balloons &amp; TV'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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-4773248608143611852.post-7194553964080696940</id><published>2009-11-15T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T21:35:35.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st SNOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SwDkntY327I/AAAAAAAAAKw/OylptCEujAM/s1600/P1020520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404570923694545842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SwDkntY327I/AAAAAAAAAKw/OylptCEujAM/s400/P1020520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Logan has had it's first consecutive snow days. Peter loves it and so do I. Here he is in his cute snow hat. Cory thinks it looks a little girly, but I don't care, or think so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-7194553964080696940?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/7194553964080696940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=7194553964080696940' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/7194553964080696940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/7194553964080696940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2009/11/1st-snow.html' title='1st SNOW'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SwDkntY327I/AAAAAAAAAKw/OylptCEujAM/s72-c/P1020520.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-998326493498294791</id><published>2009-11-03T09:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T09:57:20.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>H1N1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SvBuQ25rWqI/AAAAAAAAAKo/DUBehglXEPA/s1600-h/P1020507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399937189111618210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SvBuQ25rWqI/AAAAAAAAAKo/DUBehglXEPA/s400/P1020507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never fear... we have not gotten the swine flu. However, I've been completely terrified that one of us will get it. It just sounds pretty miserable. I've been wanting to get Peter the vaccine and myself if they would let me. Well, this morning at exactly 8:00 am I was calling the health department to find out some information for one of my players and instead of asking my intended questions, I randomly asked if they had the H1N1 vaccine. I don't know why I asked about it, I hadn't been thinking about it at all. To my amazement, they had some and a clinic had just started at 8:00am. I could not believe it! I was so stoked. I grabbed Peter and we headed to the BRHD. I was sure that there would already be people lined up clear outside the doors and we wouldn't be able to get it. To my amazement we were able to stand inside the building and only waited 20 min. I really wanted to get it, but when asked if I met the specific criteria I realized that I didn't. We advanced farther up the line and I kept scolding myself for not being pregnant or one year younger. After about 10 min I remembered that I work in the hospital, HELLO I'm an idiot, so I was able to get the vaccine. I was so glad. Especially since I'll be at the high school everyday for the next 3 or 4 months. Peter hardly cried when he got the shot and they gave him his first ever sucker. (is that how you spell it, it just doesn't look right) Anyways, I had to put up a picture of him with it. He absolutely loved it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-998326493498294791?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/998326493498294791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=998326493498294791' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/998326493498294791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/998326493498294791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2009/11/h1n1.html' title='H1N1'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SvBuQ25rWqI/AAAAAAAAAKo/DUBehglXEPA/s72-c/P1020507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-6074508400144083750</id><published>2009-11-02T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T09:34:56.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baptism &amp; Halloween Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SvBndMQUjjI/AAAAAAAAAKg/c5HRsogiQRQ/s1600-h/P1020495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399929704420773426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SvBndMQUjjI/AAAAAAAAAKg/c5HRsogiQRQ/s400/P1020495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cory's mom is obsessed with Halloween. It's her favorite holiday. She plans a party every year with games, yummy food, prizes, donut eating contest and a scary spook alley for the kids. Here we are in our costumes. Of course Peter had to be Peter Pan. He was so cute in his costume. I was Harry Potter, and Cory was an angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SvBkan0SvnI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/hXXZS1Fzfhs/s1600-h/P1020490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399926361744916082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SvBkan0SvnI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/hXXZS1Fzfhs/s400/P1020490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My nephew Kayson got baptized on Halloween. I can't believe he is already 8 years old. Pretty crazy. We had a fun time. This is my brother Mckay. Kayson is the oldest in his family. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399926147449957730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SvBkOJgZLWI/AAAAAAAAAJw/UKWWZqtHcL4/s400/P1020483.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I loved this picture of Peter. First for his cute outfit Patti gave him, and for the way he is looking at my mom. Love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SvBkFbrL_HI/AAAAAAAAAJo/U8iNo8pKmYw/s1600-h/P1020486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399925997708246130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SvBkFbrL_HI/AAAAAAAAAJo/U8iNo8pKmYw/s400/P1020486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3 of my sisters, Heidi, Chelsea (who is turning in her mission papers in a month) and Kami. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SvBj9PHCLrI/AAAAAAAAAJg/3doaXMsZhuE/s1600-h/P1020488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399925856896429746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SvBj9PHCLrI/AAAAAAAAAJg/3doaXMsZhuE/s400/P1020488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-6074508400144083750?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/6074508400144083750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=6074508400144083750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/6074508400144083750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/6074508400144083750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2009/11/baptism-halloween-party.html' title='Baptism &amp; Halloween Party'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SvBndMQUjjI/AAAAAAAAAKg/c5HRsogiQRQ/s72-c/P1020495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-2802357051198949654</id><published>2009-10-05T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T19:33:06.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 months old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/Ssqo64X847I/AAAAAAAAAJU/w2dF84oqHfA/s1600-h/P1020458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389305633620943794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/Ssqo64X847I/AAAAAAAAAJU/w2dF84oqHfA/s400/P1020458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SsqngQzNUlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/YQhNlbxz9Js/s1600-h/P1010768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389304076809622098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SsqngQzNUlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/YQhNlbxz9Js/s400/P1010768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't believe it! Peter is now 10 mons old. The time sure went by fast. 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Kami, Chelsea and I all ran AND finished the Top of Utah Marathon last Saturday Sept. 19th. It was really awesome! Finishing a marathon is one of the most amazing feelings I've ever had. Friday night we met at the pre-marathon party, to eat and pick up our packets. It was really fun. The dinner was so good. I kept eating and eating and eating. After my first plate I had the thought, "I wonder if I shouldn't eat very much, however, that thought quickly left and I continued to eat. I'll be honest, I ate a ton. I love the Marathon shirts, they are bright orange. Saweet! Peter slept great that night, thus, so did I. We woke up around 4:40am and started getting ready for the race. On the bus, Chelsea ended up sitting next to this guy who ended up telling us that he hadn't trained at all for the race. I was thinking, you are an idiot. Plus, I don't know why you would do that to yourself. The training is the hardest part, by far, but that is why running the marathon is so great. Because you've already done the hard part, now you just get to relax and enjoy the race. Anyways... at first I was feeling ok, then from mile 6 - 18 I felt horrible. I was sooooo sick to my stomach, and quickly started regretting all of the pasta I ate the night before. Guess it wasn't such a good idea. Once we got out of the canyon (the first 14 miles) my mom and dad, Cory and Peter were waiting for us. I gave Peter some big yummy kisses on his cheeks, and that did the trick. I felt great and ran the rest of the way passing people right and left. It was wonderful. I crossed the finish line to find Peter and Cory cheering me on. They are very supportive of my time consuming hobby. I really really appreciate their love and support. I'm thinking about running the Ogden Marathon next May, if anyone is interested in doing it also let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/Sr7mAaApGyI/AAAAAAAAAI8/SEqfPxssDJw/s1600-h/P1020440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385995099038096162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/Sr7mAaApGyI/AAAAAAAAAI8/SEqfPxssDJw/s400/P1020440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the crowd that came out to support us. Susie and Amy, two of my sister-in-laws, also finished the Top of Utah 5K. Whats up ladies.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/Sr7lu8DnToI/AAAAAAAAAI0/FLss5Pj12P4/s1600-h/P1020438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385994798939721346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/Sr7lu8DnToI/AAAAAAAAAI0/FLss5Pj12P4/s400/P1020438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are at the finish line, 26.2 miles from our beginning. Don't worry Chelsea did have a matching tanktop to wear, but chose to support a certain missionary in Indiana. He recently sent her that shirt, thus, she, "just had to wear it." &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/Sr7k_p4Oa3I/AAAAAAAAAIk/KNw5cJLJHgo/s1600-h/P1020432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385993986606263154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/Sr7k_p4Oa3I/AAAAAAAAAIk/KNw5cJLJHgo/s400/P1020432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My handsome young man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-7440233144252675385?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/7440233144252675385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=7440233144252675385' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/7440233144252675385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/7440233144252675385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2009/09/tou-marathon.html' title='TOU MARATHON'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/Sr7mAaApGyI/AAAAAAAAAI8/SEqfPxssDJw/s72-c/P1020440.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-5957511593918736446</id><published>2009-09-03T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T20:31:44.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Weekend</title><content type='html'>We went to support Sammi and the ASU Sun Devils Volleyball team when they played Utah this past weekend. It was really loud and so we put his blanket over to help buffer the noise. He ended up really enjoying himself. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SqCJk8BdPgI/AAAAAAAAAIc/zbomxNgdQRc/s1600-h/P1020395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377449222760906242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SqCJk8BdPgI/AAAAAAAAAIc/zbomxNgdQRc/s400/P1020395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cory and I went home to celebrate Patti's birthday (Cory's mom). She turned ...... ya right, I'm not going to post how old she is. I still want her to like me. We gave her some fake throw up for her Halloween collection. She loved it. However, it didn't even compare to what Craig got her - a trip to Disneyland. They flew out the morning of her birthday and came back the next evening. I can't wait until Cory surprises me with that kind of present. Anyways... here are some cute pictures of Peter taken during our trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He loves to crawl on Patti's kitchen floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SqCJT443bQI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OtZi6DHPmjo/s1600-h/P1020391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377448929861790978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SqCJT443bQI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OtZi6DHPmjo/s400/P1020391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-5957511593918736446?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/5957511593918736446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=5957511593918736446' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/5957511593918736446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/5957511593918736446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2009/09/birthday-weekend.html' title='Birthday Weekend'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SqCJk8BdPgI/AAAAAAAAAIc/zbomxNgdQRc/s72-c/P1020395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-5842202457023821698</id><published>2009-08-17T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T14:53:52.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help Wanted</title><content type='html'>I need some help coaching the girls basketball team this season at Mountain Crest High School. If you know of anyone interested please let me know ASAP. Ashley Rutledge... you know more people in Cache Valley than Del or anyone else I know, so I expect to get at least one suggestion out of you. ... and one from JD.&lt;br /&gt;Please have those interested give me a call on my cell: 801-400-8275&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-5842202457023821698?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/5842202457023821698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=5842202457023821698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/5842202457023821698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/5842202457023821698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2009/08/help-wanted.html' title='Help Wanted'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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-4773248608143611852.post-2347881859719117737</id><published>2009-08-16T20:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T20:28:22.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FOR SALE</title><content type='html'>I have a practically new, 8 month old device that can neatly organize your DVDs alphabetically very very quickly. All you have to do is turn your back for 3 sec and the job is done. Make me an offer. The picture below helps you visual what you can expect when you turn back around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SojMvtgvaZI/AAAAAAAAAIM/xENk17OiwaM/s1600-h/P1020390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370767675682154898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SojMvtgvaZI/AAAAAAAAAIM/xENk17OiwaM/s400/P1020390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-2347881859719117737?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/2347881859719117737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=2347881859719117737' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/2347881859719117737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/2347881859719117737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-sale.html' title='FOR SALE'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SojMvtgvaZI/AAAAAAAAAIM/xENk17OiwaM/s72-c/P1020390.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-2318216637044023357</id><published>2009-08-16T19:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T20:18:58.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Annual Tressler Family Reunion</title><content type='html'>We recently returned from Orem where we had the first annual Tressler family reunion. It was really fun. Some of the activities included going to the "This is the Place Monument" in Salt Lake, bowling, a Ron and Kristie fireside, Michael Jackson skits (those were interesting), volleyball, crafts and golfing. Here are a few pictures from the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370762148275459554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SojHt-USleI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ZcBR1KI5FXQ/s400/P1020369.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Chelsea, my sister, and Peter at the bowling alley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SojHeNxDu8I/AAAAAAAAAH8/x46bF_YRRbw/s1600-h/P1020342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370761877544745922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SojHeNxDu8I/AAAAAAAAAH8/x46bF_YRRbw/s400/P1020342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sister Emily (she is holding Peter), Kami, Cory and I at This is the Place Monument. I really had a great time here, and highly recommend it to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SojHO52bTcI/AAAAAAAAAH0/OYAE0EPp2zE/s1600-h/P1020335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370761614500515266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SojHO52bTcI/AAAAAAAAAH0/OYAE0EPp2zE/s400/P1020335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The group of us who went to the Monument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370761066968826530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SojGvCIswqI/AAAAAAAAAHs/XYUh0UNdpHE/s400/P1020336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Our cute family in our reunion shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SojGa_KczcI/AAAAAAAAAHk/33f0LwrnrmM/s1600-h/P1020351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370760722573479362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SojGa_KczcI/AAAAAAAAAHk/33f0LwrnrmM/s400/P1020351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this picture of my brother Christopher and Peter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-2318216637044023357?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/2318216637044023357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=2318216637044023357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/2318216637044023357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/2318216637044023357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2009/08/1st-annual-tressler-family-reunion.html' title='1st Annual Tressler Family Reunion'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SojHt-USleI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ZcBR1KI5FXQ/s72-c/P1020369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-5422081050699683008</id><published>2009-08-11T19:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T19:52:35.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Good</title><content type='html'>Things are going pretty well for the Logan Phillips family. Thus, I have made a little August resolution, to keep up on my blog (this is for you Ash). I have listed below three reasons why I am feeling pretty happy about life.&lt;br /&gt;1. My training for the TOU Marathon has been going really well. I can't believe it's only 6 weeks away. I just ran the Provo River Trail 1/2 marathon this past Saturday with my sister Kami, as part of my training. It was really fun. I have to mention something waaaay funny about the race. So friday afternoon we picked up our race packet. I'm always anxious to see what the shirt looks like, almost every shirt I've gotten from a race has been really sweet. Well... this one topped them all. Don't worry that it was the exact same shirt as last year and the back of the shirt says 2010. Well.... last I checked we're in the year 2009. I thought that was pretty awesome. This picture is of Kami and I after the 1/2 marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SoIqI5axn6I/AAAAAAAAAHc/Qrw9lVH1EkA/s1600-h/P1020381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368900038119497634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SoIqI5axn6I/AAAAAAAAAHc/Qrw9lVH1EkA/s400/P1020381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2. Peter has the softest and yummiest cheeks to kiss. He is always a happy boy and loves his mommy and daddy. (or so that's what I tell myself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SoIo4OBu1nI/AAAAAAAAAHM/GR8qyFaBlfw/s1600-h/P1020297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368898652082198130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SoIo4OBu1nI/AAAAAAAAAHM/GR8qyFaBlfw/s400/P1020297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3. Our sweet baby has finally learned to fall asleep on his own, before 8 pm, and now sleeps for about 7 or 8 hours before waking up to eat. (I know that's not as long as most babies, but it is a huge improvement for this one) Since he now goes to bed before 8 instead of 11pm, I now get to have some personal time to myself. I LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not even kidding. This is how he likes to sleep. It is really cute. He does it all the time. I like to say that he must have fallen asleep saying his prayers. He's such a good baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SoIm_dXZRkI/AAAAAAAAAHE/kozuayNt4k0/s1600-h/P1020290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368896577435420226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SoIm_dXZRkI/AAAAAAAAAHE/kozuayNt4k0/s400/P1020290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-5422081050699683008?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/5422081050699683008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=5422081050699683008' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/5422081050699683008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/5422081050699683008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2009/08/life-is-good.html' title='Life is Good'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SoIqI5axn6I/AAAAAAAAAHc/Qrw9lVH1EkA/s72-c/P1020381.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-3916107314903643761</id><published>2009-07-27T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T21:54:20.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peter Peter Pumpkin Eater</title><content type='html'>Sure, go ahead and try and tell me that I don't have the cutest baby ever!!! He is so cute and so so so fun. I took this picture as he discovered the stairs for the first time. He has started crawling and pulling himself up on everything. He also likes to follow Cory and I everywhere we go in our apartment. He has the cutest personality and loves to say Da da and Ma ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/Sm6CvsLJOXI/AAAAAAAAAG8/yx8nIA4k-vQ/s1600-h/P1020263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363367962068203890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/Sm6CvsLJOXI/AAAAAAAAAG8/yx8nIA4k-vQ/s400/P1020263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-3916107314903643761?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/3916107314903643761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=3916107314903643761' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/3916107314903643761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/3916107314903643761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2009/07/peter-peter-pumpkin-eater.html' title='Peter Peter Pumpkin Eater'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/Sm6CvsLJOXI/AAAAAAAAAG8/yx8nIA4k-vQ/s72-c/P1020263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-7296558184120973604</id><published>2009-07-27T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T21:45:42.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peter &amp; Makell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/Sm6BseGsVMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/iQBt3CbmaeI/s1600-h/P1020258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363366807240201410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/Sm6BseGsVMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/iQBt3CbmaeI/s400/P1020258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363366679653782274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/Sm6BlCzuEwI/AAAAAAAAAGs/9iLEWyAISMI/s400/P1020255.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Friend Jamie and I were pregnant at the same time. Although her due date was about a week after mine, she ended up having Makell a week before I had Peter. It was great to go through the whole pregnancy experience with a friend. Here are a few pictures of the cute babies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-7296558184120973604?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/7296558184120973604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=7296558184120973604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/7296558184120973604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/7296558184120973604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2009/07/peter-makell.html' title='Peter &amp; Makell'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/Sm6BseGsVMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/iQBt3CbmaeI/s72-c/P1020258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-627006780753056422</id><published>2009-07-27T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T21:32:19.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>Well... yes. I am a little late posting about our 4th of July. However, I was going through our camera and found a few pictures that I really liked. Soooo... I decided that even though it's almost August, I'm going to post these pictures anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell by the look on his face. Kami is Peter's favorite auntie. This was taken at our family bbq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363361530202935490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/Sm585Tm90MI/AAAAAAAAAGc/0Ul52uPRIL0/s400/P1020236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Don't worry, I know I look like a tard in this picture. However, I think Cory looks way hot, so I thought I would put it up to brag about how good looking he is. Don't worry, I've known he was a hottie since he walked into Ms. Atwood's 7th grade, 7th period, first day of english class. Ya, I've had a crush on him ever since that day. (for those of you who didn't know) Oh my heck, that was 13 years ago. I really can't believe that. I am really really shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/Sm58xP3kKRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/_aEzGjBt8n0/s1600-h/P1020235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363361391759862034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/Sm58xP3kKRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/_aEzGjBt8n0/s400/P1020235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-627006780753056422?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/627006780753056422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=627006780753056422' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/627006780753056422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/627006780753056422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/Sm585Tm90MI/AAAAAAAAAGc/0Ul52uPRIL0/s72-c/P1020236.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-1279720981326515544</id><published>2009-07-05T20:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T20:57:48.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FREEDOM RUN 10K</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SlF0VU2xpoI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-t1NmfUdyes/s1600-h/freedom+run.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355189341644760706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SlF0VU2xpoI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-t1NmfUdyes/s320/freedom+run.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kami (my sister),Me, Rachel, and Kristi after we finished the 4th of July Freedom Run in Provo. I loved the shirt, it was pretty sweet. You have to see it up close to really appreciate the art. This was my first race since I ran the Marathon in September 2007. I can't believe it's been that long. Pretty crazy how time flys. Right now we're training for the Top of Utah Marathon again. If my foot holds up, I'll be running it in September. Man... my legs look huge. I still need to loose about 10 lbs. Wish me luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-1279720981326515544?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/1279720981326515544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=1279720981326515544' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/1279720981326515544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/1279720981326515544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2009/07/freedom-run-10k.html' title='FREEDOM RUN 10K'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SlF0VU2xpoI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-t1NmfUdyes/s72-c/freedom+run.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-8484440116345116443</id><published>2009-06-03T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T07:44:26.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishing in I da hoe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SidO-xYLPnI/AAAAAAAAAGE/jNTx_k2bhRI/s1600-h/P1020079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343326323211976306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SidO-xYLPnI/AAAAAAAAAGE/jNTx_k2bhRI/s320/P1020079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SidOuUaqCsI/AAAAAAAAAF8/dkvcw6rffpg/s1600-h/P1020088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343326040559848130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SidOuUaqCsI/AAAAAAAAAF8/dkvcw6rffpg/s320/P1020088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately, we have spent quite a bit of time on Cory's family's ranch in Idaho. Cory loves to go fishing up there with his brother Adam, and his dad. Peter enjoys spending time with his 3 girly cousins. Or maybe it's Eva, who loves to spend time with Peter. Yep, that's definitely how it is. Our little niece Eva, is obsessed with Peter. She is really cute with him, and says his name so cute. It's nice for me, because she keeps him entertained while I get things done. Here are a few pictures of the two together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SidNkQyFa8I/AAAAAAAAAFk/NUkKATQ76pA/s1600-h/P1020079.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343325326581944946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SidOEwpD0nI/AAAAAAAAAF0/BN2P8KYJqUk/s320/P1020077.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Here are a few other pictures from the trip. The fishing one is of Cory's brother Adam and his wife Rikki.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this picture of Cory and Peter. Especially because Cory tries to tell me that Peter gets his scowl from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SidN4sfToBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/m0nmSrLYJWw/s1600-h/P1020073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343325119308865554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SidN4sfToBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/m0nmSrLYJWw/s320/P1020073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-8484440116345116443?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/8484440116345116443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=8484440116345116443' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/8484440116345116443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/8484440116345116443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2009/06/fishing-in-i-da-hoe.html' title='Fishing in I da hoe'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SidO-xYLPnI/AAAAAAAAAGE/jNTx_k2bhRI/s72-c/P1020079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-4112528871296514632</id><published>2009-03-29T21:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T21:28:12.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget the Kids</title><content type='html'>I am getting on my soap box for a second. I have something to say to all my friends with children. I am getting tired of looking at your blogs, and all I get to read about is your children. It would be nice to get a little update about what you're doing, and see a few pictures of you. Don't get me wrong, I think your kids are really cute, and I'm excited for all their accomplishments, but could you please talk about something besides them.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm done. Please don't hate me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-4112528871296514632?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/4112528871296514632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=4112528871296514632' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/4112528871296514632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/4112528871296514632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2009/03/forget-kids.html' title='Forget the Kids'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-1760948863092813806</id><published>2009-03-29T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T21:23:33.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diaper Genie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SdBJLRfFGeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/TO8Oziy31EY/s1600-h/Diaper+Genie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318831617945704930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SdBJLRfFGeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/TO8Oziy31EY/s320/Diaper+Genie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was so sick of stinky diapers, so I decided to get a diaper genie. I don't think it gets rid of the smell completely, but it's good enough ( I guess ). Peter loves to poop. To prove it, I am posting a picture of the diapers the genie accumulated over a short period of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-1760948863092813806?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/1760948863092813806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=1760948863092813806' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/1760948863092813806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/1760948863092813806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2009/03/diaper-genie.html' title='Diaper Genie'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SdBJLRfFGeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/TO8Oziy31EY/s72-c/Diaper+Genie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-5434474290287011806</id><published>2009-03-29T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T21:19:08.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CAR FOR SALE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SdBIIgDLBtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/EzU3MDPWOpI/s1600-h/Car.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318830470803949266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SdBIIgDLBtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/EzU3MDPWOpI/s320/Car.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cory and I are selling our car. It's a 2006 Mazda 3 Hatchback. It's an awesome car. Call Cory, if &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SdBICJHGLmI/AAAAAAAAAFE/igsQ6l9Qc1M/s1600-h/Interior.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318830361567178338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SdBICJHGLmI/AAAAAAAAAFE/igsQ6l9Qc1M/s320/Interior.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;you're interested. 801-400-8294. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-5434474290287011806?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/5434474290287011806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=5434474290287011806' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/5434474290287011806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/5434474290287011806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2009/03/car-for-sale.html' title='CAR FOR SALE'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SdBIIgDLBtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/EzU3MDPWOpI/s72-c/Car.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-6366453110721540395</id><published>2009-03-29T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T21:13:49.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mountain Crest Banquet</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318828521517309490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SdBGXCZBXjI/AAAAAAAAAE8/x9iVNPFU_qU/s320/My+Girls.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't know, I am the head basketball coach at Mountain Crest High School. It is a 4A school in Hyrum. Coaching is definitely a lot of work, but the girls are, without a doubt, worth it. (well... most of the time) Coaching is something that I really love to do, and it constantly reminds me of 2 things. 1: how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;competitive I am. 2: what a strong passion I have for the game. I never even thought about coaching until my senior year of basketball. The idea came when I was sitting next to Clair Anderson, (the guy that did the color with Evan on the radio) on the airplane. We wer&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SdBGOm6Z_uI/AAAAAAAAAE0/4RZ5_85flds/s1600-h/Coaching+Staff.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318828376702189282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SdBGOm6Z_uI/AAAAAAAAAE0/4RZ5_85flds/s320/Coaching+Staff.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e talking about what I was going to do after I graduate and he was the one that brought up coaching. Ever since that airplane ride, I've known in my heart that coaching is what I'm suppose to do. Here are some pictures from our banquet. These girls are really awesome, and surprised a lot of people this year. I'm really proud of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-6366453110721540395?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/6366453110721540395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=6366453110721540395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/6366453110721540395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/6366453110721540395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2009/03/mountain-crest-banquet.html' title='Mountain Crest Banquet'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SdBGXCZBXjI/AAAAAAAAAE8/x9iVNPFU_qU/s72-c/My+Girls.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-6981482100526244172</id><published>2009-02-07T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T14:29:01.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PETER'S BLESSING DAY</title><content type='html'>We blessed Peter on Feb. 1 in Orem, at the Phillips' home. It was really neat, because so many family members were able to be there. Here are a few pictures from that evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SY4G1RdgqAI/AAAAAAAAAEU/zTDfpwfRmDc/s1600-h/P1010942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300181323751663618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SY4G1RdgqAI/AAAAAAAAAEU/zTDfpwfRmDc/s320/P1010942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SY4GoPfwS1I/AAAAAAAAAEM/v6cYa3kGqFw/s1600-h/P1010945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300181099885906770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SY4GoPfwS1I/AAAAAAAAAEM/v6cYa3kGqFw/s320/P1010945.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SY4Klqi4S6I/AAAAAAAAAEs/sc7CBuWwWhg/s1600-h/P1010949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300185453653674914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SY4Klqi4S6I/AAAAAAAAAEs/sc7CBuWwWhg/s320/P1010949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SY4KLKuFvLI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3uwuLvjmydQ/s1600-h/P1010948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300184998434159794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SY4KLKuFvLI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3uwuLvjmydQ/s320/P1010948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got his birth announcement finished, thanks to Ali. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SY4IFGx4oqI/AAAAAAAAAEc/fkEPVlIfc1k/s1600-h/Announcement_color.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300182695273865890" style="WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SY4IFGx4oqI/AAAAAAAAAEc/fkEPVlIfc1k/s320/Announcement_color.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-6981482100526244172?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/6981482100526244172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=6981482100526244172' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/6981482100526244172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/6981482100526244172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2009/02/peters-blessing-day.html' title='PETER&apos;S BLESSING DAY'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SY4G1RdgqAI/AAAAAAAAAEU/zTDfpwfRmDc/s72-c/P1010942.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-193130655371867473</id><published>2009-01-16T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T11:44:15.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tubby Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SXDhw0CNtOI/AAAAAAAAAD0/1wh0o47QK9w/s1600-h/P1010808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291977790878233826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SXDhw0CNtOI/AAAAAAAAAD0/1wh0o47QK9w/s320/P1010808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SXDhdjlhklI/AAAAAAAAADs/PJz4NY6Wk70/s1600-h/P1010849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291977460045419090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SXDhdjlhklI/AAAAAAAAADs/PJz4NY6Wk70/s320/P1010849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter loves taking his tubbies. He is getting sooo big. He weighs about 10 lb, has blue eyes and is 6 weeks old.&lt;br /&gt;He looks exactly like Cory, or so everyone says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SXDiW9xU4dI/AAAAAAAAAD8/pCxqD9gUOXQ/s1600-h/P1010851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291978446326784466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SXDiW9xU4dI/AAAAAAAAAD8/pCxqD9gUOXQ/s320/P1010851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, and he almost always has a scowl on his face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-193130655371867473?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/193130655371867473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=193130655371867473' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/193130655371867473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/193130655371867473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2009/01/tubby-time.html' title='Tubby Time'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SXDhw0CNtOI/AAAAAAAAAD0/1wh0o47QK9w/s72-c/P1010808.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-116585364245505785</id><published>2008-12-10T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:11:43.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And we give you ... PETER!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SUCmtzwC4nI/AAAAAAAAACs/TrqT4Ex-eaA/s1600-h/Only+the+begining.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278402069194269298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SUCmtzwC4nI/AAAAAAAAACs/TrqT4Ex-eaA/s320/Only+the+begining.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's a picture of Brittany on December 3rd at about 6:00pm. She is looking happy and excited. Maybe she wouldn't have been smiling so much if she knew what awaited her. After many tears, sweat, pain, two epidurals, general anesthetic, a c-section, and much more pain Peter finally arrive at 3:00am on December 4th; his birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So on the 3rd (which was the due date) we had a doctors appointment. We were both somewhat disappointed that she hadn't already gone into labor but we were anxious to see what the doctor would say. We arrived and spoke with the doctor. She was basically ready to send us home saying that, "It's hospital policy that we don't induce without a medical reason until you are a week after the due date." The doctor stripped her membranes to hopefully get things rolling. At that point Brittany mentioned to the doc that she was a little concerned that she hadn't felt the baby kicking around much in the past day or so. The doctor took interest and said that she wanted to hook Brittany up to a monitor for a while before we left. After we sat with Brittany hooked up for a while the doctor came in and looked at the graphs from the monitor and said that Brittany was having some minor contractions and that the baby's heart rate would lower a bit. The doctor then looked at Brittany and said, "What do you think? Should we have a baby?" I think Brittany was a little surprised and dumbfounded and was unsure if the doctor was serious. But it was determined at that point that we would head upstairs to labor and delivery. We were going to have a baby! (the picture above was taken about that time just a few minutes after they broke her water)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SUCuKrge_0I/AAAAAAAAAC0/zvDSUzbn9AA/s1600-h/7+lbs+12+oz.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278410261779119938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SUCuKrge_0I/AAAAAAAAAC0/zvDSUzbn9AA/s200/7+lbs+12+oz.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It seems almost silly to go ahead and plop this picture in. There was a lot that happened between the last picture and this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dealing with the contractions for a couple of hours, and being dilated to a five, she decided that she would get an epidural. Half of her went numb but the other was feeling everything. They tried several different things to try and fix it, but to no avail. The anesthesiologist decided that it would be best just to try it again. She numbed differently this time but she still had a strip that was about 8 inches wide from hip to hip where she felt every bit of those contractions. She measured a 6 and then an hour later she arrived at a 10. She was really tough and pushed for about an hour an half. The nurse then called the doctor in to have a look at Brittany. The doctor explained that the baby hadn't dropped hardly at all. She said that it would be best if we just went ahead and had a c-section. Then the anesthesiologist came in and said that he was worried that he wouldn't be able to get Brittany numb all the way for a regular c-section. He said that he would just put her out completely so that there wouldn't be any pain. They wouldn't let me be in the OR because they said it would be a little crazy at first because they would have to work quickly after Brittany was knocked out so that the baby wouldn't get a heavy dose of anesthetic. They got some things ready and wheeled her away to the OR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sat out in the hallway alone in a dark hospital in a chair just outside the operating room. I was confident in the medical staff and especially in our doctor. But I was really worried about Brittany and her pain and stress. I wanted it to be a happy occasion but I knew that we still had a couple of tough hours before we would be happily reunited as a family. Finally I could hear the doctor say, "3 o'clock right on the dot." Then I heard a cry. I could have started balling but I kept control and it was probably a good thing because I was then invited in by nurse to meet my son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I walked in the room and looked at Brittany laying there incubated, doctors all around. Then I went and met Peter. After they cleaned him up they sent me with him to the nursery so they could finish sewing up Brittany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sat alone with Peter in the nursery as he laid under a heater crying for what seemed like forever. I wanted to console Peter but they asked me not to touch him much right then, and I was worried about Brittany and wanted to go see her. Finally a nurse came and escorted me to a recovery room where I could see Britt. She laid there in a lot of pain as her uterus continued contracting, despite having a fresh slice, shrinking back to normal size. Her eyes were shut but tears ran down her face. Definitely the lowest state I have ever seen Brittany in and hopefully the only time I experience that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, a couple hours later we were finally all together and happy. Peter knows who mom is. He is a good eater, sleeper and all around boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SUC4hkkGQiI/AAAAAAAAAC8/2H0MIUyqIF4/s1600-h/Peter+likes+mom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278421650168496674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SUC4hkkGQiI/AAAAAAAAAC8/2H0MIUyqIF4/s320/Peter+likes+mom.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We couldn't be happier with how things turned out. Brittany sure had to go through a lot but just and she has said several times "he was so worth it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a couple more pictures of Peter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SUC5wJ35xqI/AAAAAAAAADE/P9iMy08wa0U/s1600-h/Mom+better.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278423000213472930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SUC5wJ35xqI/AAAAAAAAADE/P9iMy08wa0U/s320/Mom+better.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SUC694IhjRI/AAAAAAAAADU/OyvAUfz8BOc/s1600-h/Car+seat+bundle.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278424335481146642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SUC694IhjRI/AAAAAAAAADU/OyvAUfz8BOc/s320/Car+seat+bundle.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SUC7-TQIVuI/AAAAAAAAADk/HJ1rbU1RBq8/s1600-h/Close+up+Peter.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278425442272433890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SUC7-TQIVuI/AAAAAAAAADk/HJ1rbU1RBq8/s320/Close+up+Peter.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278424776740656818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SUC7Xj8_VrI/AAAAAAAAADc/XhBoNf_jPMo/s400/Big+Smile.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                 Happy to be home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-116585364245505785?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/116585364245505785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=116585364245505785' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/116585364245505785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/116585364245505785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-we-give-you-peter.html' title='And we give you ... PETER!!!'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SUCmtzwC4nI/AAAAAAAAACs/TrqT4Ex-eaA/s72-c/Only+the+begining.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-4796022989940180606</id><published>2008-11-23T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T11:38:05.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Turn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SSo9RoDqWvI/AAAAAAAAACM/3aiApO5nU3Y/s1600-h/P1010738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272093686810434290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SSo9RoDqWvI/AAAAAAAAACM/3aiApO5nU3Y/s400/P1010738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey everyone. I guess I am finally sick of checking our blog and seeing the Icon Rocks post so I decided I ought to contribute. Brittany has been busy. Perhaps when she is bed ridden and healing she will have a chance to blog about the baby and all. We still have a few days til we hit the Dec. 3rd due date but I guess it could happen any time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture represents those in our family who dressed up this year for my mom's annual Halloween party. I dressed up as Uncle Rico. It worked out great as my dad dressed up as Napoleon Dynamite. We also had a couple of cats, Sully, Pooh, Alice, and a big baby. It was kind of disturbing to see my mom like that. But I guess that's my mom. She is always doing things that make us raise our eyebrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SSpCPZBUDQI/AAAAAAAAACc/JgDUcvKsaFo/s1600-h/P1010707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272099145972452610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SSpCPZBUDQI/AAAAAAAAACc/JgDUcvKsaFo/s320/P1010707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyone who knows anything about my life in the last few years knows that the two great loves of my life are Brittany and fly-fishing. My grandma owns a little cabin up on the South Fork of the Snake river in Idaho. I LOVE it there. That is where I can give these loves the attention that they deserve. It has been a great little refuge for us when we need a get away from things and/or the general population but are too poor for anything else, we just cruise up there for a few days. On this last trip we ran into a cool little snow storm and made this 6'6" tall snowman. Swan Valley, Idaho. AKA heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272104184196185346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SSpG0p3dPQI/AAAAAAAAACk/0gqGb0vqHSU/s200/P1010725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Finally, I would like to thank all those who have helped out Britt and I in any way as we have prepared for the little guy (who might not turn out to be so little). This picture shows Brittany at one of her showers. Brittany always returned to me grateful for good friends and family supporting her through this experience. And, of course, I, being a male, was very grateful for all the loot she would come back with. Thanks to all. Keep in touch. I will be sending out mass texts &amp;amp; emails and hopefully updating blog sometime soon with pics of the little guy. We keep telling him exactly when we want him to come because we would like to spend time with family for Thanksgiving but I would like some time to study for finals. Ideally there is about a two day period where it would be best but I guess he will come when he is good and ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-4796022989940180606?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/4796022989940180606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=4796022989940180606' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/4796022989940180606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/4796022989940180606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-turn.html' title='My Turn'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SSo9RoDqWvI/AAAAAAAAACM/3aiApO5nU3Y/s72-c/P1010738.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-3224668305052393187</id><published>2008-09-24T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T15:14:31.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ICON ROCKS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SNsI1UW-yKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/00kCzPWDFjY/s1600-h/P1010693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249799502721632418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SNsI1UW-yKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/00kCzPWDFjY/s400/P1010693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm debating whether I should tell the long story, or the short. Long is just too long... so I better give the short. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few fridays ago I was at work talking again to the awesome Mammo techs about how I really wanted a treadmill. That was when Holly told me about the awesome tent sale going on that afternoon and Saturday at Icon. I was way stoked. So I left work a few mins before it was suppose to start, met up with my friend Jamie, and we headed down to Icon. For those who don't know, Icon is the largest fitness manufacturing company, in like the world or something like that. They make the products labeled NordicTrack, Proform, Reebok, Health Rider, Free Motion, Golds Gym and tons of others. The company's main offices are located in Logan. Anyways... I went down there, bought an awesome NordicTrack E3800 treadmill for only $300. I got it home, Cory and my brother Christopher tried to set it up. Except, it was missing a ton of parts, mainly the power cord, key, instruction and owner's manual, and a bunch of other hardware. I was pretty upset. So I went back the next day, and the guys told me to call Customer Service. On Monday, I called and customer service was telling me I had to pay for all of those parts, because the machines are "as is" at the tent sale. Well let me tell you, there is nothing that says "as is" anywhere at the tent sale. I even heard the salesman say the machines have a 30 day warranty and after that they are "as is". So I was getting upset and frustrated. I talked to 7 different people on Monday and ended up bawling at work and having to leave early. It was terrible. I couldn't believe what was happening. I thought my $300 was going to be flushed down the drain. Supposedly, I was missing $650 worth of parts. The next day, customer service called me back and said they were going to get the situation taken care of and either replace my parts free or provide me with a new treadmill. Since, the machine is a European model and missing so many parts they decided it was best to just get me a brand new treadmill. I was told that I would receive the NordicTrack Elite 7000, which is a much better model then I had originally bought. I was pretty stoked. However, when Cory and Christopher came home yesterday with the new treadmill it wasn't the Elite 7000. So I got online right then, and checked out the model they really got me. It is the NordicTrack Elite Zi. Don't worry, I found out that the Elite Zi is only the brand new 2009 updated version of the Elite 7000. Whats up! It is soooo awesome. I love it. I walked on it today for the first time, and you couldn't have wiped off the smile on my face. I hooked up my IPOD right into the console, turned up the speakers loud and sang my heart out. That was the easiest, most pleasant 30 min exercise I have ever done. All thanks to my good friends down at Icon. They are the greatest! I'm so glad that they were so generous in making things right. What an awesome company! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-3224668305052393187?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/3224668305052393187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=3224668305052393187' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/3224668305052393187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/3224668305052393187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2008/09/icon-rocks.html' title='ICON ROCKS!'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SNsI1UW-yKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/00kCzPWDFjY/s72-c/P1010693.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-759837771097255867</id><published>2008-09-24T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T20:07:33.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top of Utah Marathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SNsAXNcjekI/AAAAAAAAAB0/7aslHY7VkII/s1600-h/P1010687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249790189376862786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SNsAXNcjekI/AAAAAAAAAB0/7aslHY7VkII/s400/P1010687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are 2 of my sisters Kami and Emily. They just finished running the Top of Utah Marathon on Saturday. They did awesome, and I was really proud of them. I wish I could have run it with them, but oh well. Next year I want to either run the SLC marathon or the Top of Utah again. Maybe both, who knows. I'm not ready to commit just yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-759837771097255867?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/759837771097255867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=759837771097255867' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/759837771097255867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/759837771097255867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2008/09/top-of-utah-marathon.html' title='Top of Utah Marathon'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SNsAXNcjekI/AAAAAAAAAB0/7aslHY7VkII/s72-c/P1010687.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-6554013602194749905</id><published>2008-09-16T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T20:10:38.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost 30 Weeks!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SNB1IjNOVtI/AAAAAAAAABs/nALD930CpUM/s1600-h/P1010671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246822355636737746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SNB1IjNOVtI/AAAAAAAAABs/nALD930CpUM/s320/P1010671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here I am, almost 30 weeks along. I'm getting bigger and bigger. Don't worry, the ladies at work, especially Wendy, always tell me that I've grown 3 inches over night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-6554013602194749905?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/6554013602194749905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=6554013602194749905' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/6554013602194749905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/6554013602194749905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2008/09/almost-30-weeks.html' title='Almost 30 Weeks!!'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SNB1IjNOVtI/AAAAAAAAABs/nALD930CpUM/s72-c/P1010671.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-4329473369277054685</id><published>2008-08-26T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T19:28:02.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spain and France</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SNBqsYLoXmI/AAAAAAAAABc/ChXwHqKNE3U/s1600-h/P1010491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246810876524650082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SNBqsYLoXmI/AAAAAAAAABc/ChXwHqKNE3U/s400/P1010491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cory served in the Malaga, Spain mission. It seems like ever since he got home, he has wanted to go back. I don't know how we managed to pull it off, especially considering we went to Disneyland twice before we had been married for a year, but we did. We went to Spain and France last May 2008. It was an awesome experience! The Southern part of Spain is amazingly beautiful, and the people were genuinely nice. It was really neat to meet the people he knew on his mission. Not one of them was shy about telling him how chubby he looked. I found it quite funny. We also went to Paris. I took french in junior high and high school (don't worry, I didn't remember any of it, Cory could understand more then I could) so I've always wanted to go to France. We spent about 10 days in Spain and 3 in Paris. The trip turned out perfect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-4329473369277054685?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/4329473369277054685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=4329473369277054685' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/4329473369277054685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/4329473369277054685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2008/08/spain-and-france.html' title='Spain and France'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SNBqsYLoXmI/AAAAAAAAABc/ChXwHqKNE3U/s72-c/P1010491.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-8995739604772011050</id><published>2008-08-19T14:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T14:17:19.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SKs4ToFiufI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oLXFy4xJHz0/s1600-h/PHILLIPS_20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236340901577669106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SKs4ToFiufI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oLXFy4xJHz0/s400/PHILLIPS_20.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cory and I are expecting a baby boy December 3rd. We are both very excited, especially since this will be the first grandson in Cory's family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-8995739604772011050?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/8995739604772011050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=8995739604772011050' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/8995739604772011050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/8995739604772011050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2008/08/our-baby.html' title='Our Baby'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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/_PqJzFd6JhKo/SKs4ToFiufI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oLXFy4xJHz0/s72-c/PHILLIPS_20.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773248608143611852.post-2917664320530181887</id><published>2008-08-19T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T14:10:08.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Bloggers</title><content type='html'>Cory and I have finally started a blog. Right now we're living in Logan, Utah. Cory is attending Utah State and plans to graduate in Public Health, and then receive a Masters in Hospital Administration. He works for Associated Retail Stores doing Risk Management. He still loves Disneyland, and has gotten into fly fishing. If he could, he would be a professional fly fisherman.&lt;br /&gt;I am currently coaching basketball at Mountain Crest High School in Hyrum, Utah. I also work in the Women's Imaging Center at Logan Regional Hospital.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773248608143611852-2917664320530181887?l=brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/feeds/2917664320530181887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773248608143611852&amp;postID=2917664320530181887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/2917664320530181887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773248608143611852/posts/default/2917664320530181887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandcoryphillips.blogspot.com/2008/08/finally-bloggers.html' title='Finally Bloggers'/><author><name>the phillips</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02150951057018038168</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></feed>
