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/><category term="pass the tide" /><category term="Silver Award" /><category term="break-downs" /><category term="Autism" /><category term="fat genes" /><category term="JC Penney" /><category term="premies" /><category term="writing" /><category term="ripped jeans" /><category term="Football" /><category term="boogers" /><title>Twelve Makes a Dozen</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Bossy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06075110454901078505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lBBhZT077vE/SfSw-ajK_NI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/iaceqXOd46o/S220/DSC03221.JPG" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>822</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/TwelveMakesADozen" /><feedburner:info uri="twelvemakesadozen" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkYDR307cSp7ImA9WhFSFk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749315246298231103.post-7499875374354027345</id><published>2013-06-19T02:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2013-06-19T02:22:56.309-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-06-19T02:22:56.309-06:00</app:edited><title>Paperwork!</title><summary type="html">I may have given you this little rant before, but since I spent yesterday complaining about yard work, I thought I'd share another of my least favorite things.

Ever since we got married, my sweetie is under the illusion that I like paperwork! I think he believes this for three reasons, first, because I got my degrees in English, I must like paper. Second, I agreed to do all the paperwork even &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~4/8CzQEEyeIU4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/feeds/7499875374354027345/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6749315246298231103&amp;postID=7499875374354027345" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/7499875374354027345?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/7499875374354027345?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~3/8CzQEEyeIU4/paperwork.html" title="Paperwork!" /><author><name>Mom of 12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622293584581118824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fj74fRWAg1o/TchuR-BKTsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z5LHPwiTZBo/s220/article2.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kGXV0Dpn3bY/UcForYFcpcI/AAAAAAAAKfE/-ChnRhOdCKA/s72-c/paperwork.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/2013/06/paperwork.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcERHw_eip7ImA9WhFSFUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749315246298231103.post-1990463120163285300</id><published>2013-06-18T02:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2013-06-18T02:10:05.242-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-06-18T02:10:05.242-06:00</app:edited><title>Yardwork</title><summary type="html">Let's just get this over with right up front...I am NOT a yard work fan! I have neighbors who can putter around in their yards all day long, but not me. I don't like getting dirty and weeding is just obnoxious like doing laundry...a never-ending task.

So imagine how I was feeling when my sweetie came home early from work today so we could plant tomatoes and flowers. I love seeing him while it's &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~4/_4htDJITY9Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/feeds/1990463120163285300/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6749315246298231103&amp;postID=1990463120163285300" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/1990463120163285300?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/1990463120163285300?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~3/_4htDJITY9Y/yardwork.html" title="Yardwork" /><author><name>Mom of 12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622293584581118824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fj74fRWAg1o/TchuR-BKTsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z5LHPwiTZBo/s220/article2.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P6vfibLTxTc/UcAU7-SsEuI/AAAAAAAAKe0/G18l0fDdlvU/s72-c/weeding+clip+art.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/2013/06/yardwork.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEEBQHY5cSp7ImA9WhFSFEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749315246298231103.post-1708996684049881074</id><published>2013-06-17T00:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2013-06-17T01:04:11.829-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-06-17T01:04:11.829-06:00</app:edited><title>Fathers' Day</title><summary type="html">

I wanted to share with you our activities for this weekend, including the rest of our Countryfest craziness and our Fathers' Day party with the kids today. The problem is that the battery died on the camera and we can't seem to find the charger.

And honestly, I haven't felt very well today, so I really just didn't have the energy to look for it. My sweetie even cooked his own Fathers' Day meal&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~4/AvNc8_2LTzc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/feeds/1708996684049881074/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6749315246298231103&amp;postID=1708996684049881074" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/1708996684049881074?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/1708996684049881074?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~3/AvNc8_2LTzc/fathers-day.html" title="Fathers' Day" /><author><name>Mom of 12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622293584581118824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fj74fRWAg1o/TchuR-BKTsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z5LHPwiTZBo/s220/article2.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i8Wk2jjPzXw/Ub6032UeQhI/AAAAAAAAKeY/0weHgjcLtdk/s72-c/IMG_5541.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/2013/06/fathers-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMBSXc9eyp7ImA9WhFSFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749315246298231103.post-676602732344042946</id><published>2013-06-16T01:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2013-06-16T12:47:38.963-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-06-16T12:47:38.963-06:00</app:edited><title>Guest Blogger - Countryfest Concert by Dog Walker</title><summary type="html">

It's been a long time since I got to guest blog for Mom. She asked me to guest blog about what we did today, but she told me to talk about one thing so she can blog about the rest tomorrow. It was a long day.

So tonight we went to a concert at the South Jordan Equestrian Park. It was amazing about the two different country groups that we got to hear from. When we got there, we got to hear this&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~4/5W0LR6Nrdyo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/feeds/676602732344042946/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6749315246298231103&amp;postID=676602732344042946" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/676602732344042946?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/676602732344042946?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~3/5W0LR6Nrdyo/guest-blogger-country-fest-concert-by.html" title="Guest Blogger - Countryfest Concert by Dog Walker" /><author><name>Mom of 12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622293584581118824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fj74fRWAg1o/TchuR-BKTsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z5LHPwiTZBo/s220/article2.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bwv8Q4Ky-6o/Ub1r33dg0mI/AAAAAAAAKd4/0FT159nfjl8/s72-c/Kinsey+and+Kacy.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/2013/06/guest-blogger-country-fest-concert-by.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkQHSX0yeSp7ImA9WhFSEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749315246298231103.post-69814241471424020</id><published>2013-06-15T01:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2013-06-15T01:12:18.391-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-06-15T01:12:18.391-06:00</app:edited><title>Princess and the Frog Party</title><summary type="html">My kids have learned one thing well from me and that is how to party! So the other day when I was MIA, they decided to party without me. The Drama Queen asked for suggestions for dinner and the Dog Walker said, "Cajun." (I'm pretty sure he doesn't even know what that means!) And the party was born.

Of course they couldn't just cook Cajun food. They decided it would be a good time to celebrate &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~4/UDJ4325W48c" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/feeds/69814241471424020/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6749315246298231103&amp;postID=69814241471424020" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/69814241471424020?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/69814241471424020?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~3/UDJ4325W48c/princess-and-frog-party.html" title="Princess and the Frog Party" /><author><name>Mom of 12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622293584581118824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fj74fRWAg1o/TchuR-BKTsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z5LHPwiTZBo/s220/article2.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gP9s39FNGSY/UbwTBy1KqjI/AAAAAAAAKdQ/YOHiqcRouOQ/s72-c/057.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/2013/06/princess-and-frog-party.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcGQH85cCp7ImA9WhFSEUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749315246298231103.post-2840207723441712291</id><published>2013-06-14T00:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2013-06-14T00:07:01.128-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-06-14T00:07:01.128-06:00</app:edited><title>More From Teach in Texas</title><summary type="html">

It's hard to believe that Teach has been on her mission for our church for nearly 3 months now. Time is just flying by! I look forward to Mondays when I don't have to worry about housework because sitting by my computer waiting for her email is way more important. I spend half an hour on Sunday night writing her a letter and then I just have to wait for her to answer. And if I stay nearby, &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~4/xPw6ALOCMFA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/feeds/2840207723441712291/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6749315246298231103&amp;postID=2840207723441712291" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/2840207723441712291?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/2840207723441712291?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~3/xPw6ALOCMFA/more-from-teach-in-texas.html" title="More From Teach in Texas" /><author><name>Mom of 12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622293584581118824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fj74fRWAg1o/TchuR-BKTsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z5LHPwiTZBo/s220/article2.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r0KAW9f_7qA/Ubqx-SQ8L_I/AAAAAAAAKco/F1bTDSwt7lc/s72-c/!cid__1210122231.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/2013/06/more-from-teach-in-texas.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEIARnc_fyp7ImA9WhFSEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749315246298231103.post-9185063845087946574</id><published>2013-06-12T23:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2013-06-12T23:49:07.947-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-06-12T23:49:07.947-06:00</app:edited><title>It's Driving Me Crazy!</title><summary type="html">Can I just say that we are only 3 days into the second part of the semester and it's driving me crazy!?

Oh no, it's not that they aren't doing their homework...it's that they are doing it a little TOO well. Both Princess and Prima Donna signed up for EDU 1400, the Study of Disabilities. Guess what the first assignment was.

You're right! They had to pretend to have a disability...for 48 HOURS!

&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~4/CIZOgu4TfRg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/feeds/9185063845087946574/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6749315246298231103&amp;postID=9185063845087946574" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/9185063845087946574?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/9185063845087946574?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~3/CIZOgu4TfRg/its-driving-me-crazy.html" title="It's Driving Me Crazy!" /><author><name>Mom of 12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622293584581118824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fj74fRWAg1o/TchuR-BKTsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z5LHPwiTZBo/s220/article2.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-n8_dO3Fyw/UblcsXdcMKI/AAAAAAAAKcI/gToorCzhr6w/s72-c/Kiy+and+Kacy.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/2013/06/its-driving-me-crazy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EDR3w4fyp7ImA9WhFTGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749315246298231103.post-6106139875210591569</id><published>2013-06-11T17:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2013-06-11T17:01:16.237-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-06-11T17:01:16.237-06:00</app:edited><title>Softball for Scout</title><summary type="html">Scout had her softball tournament on Saturday morning. It was the culmination of a very difficult season for her. We were so excited at the beginning! We loved her coach right from the get-go. Her brother is the pitching coach at the University of Utah and they all seemed so talented. They had a clinic with the girls from the softball team at the U and Scout was so excited! 



Then the games &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~4/HoTVE01rW00" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/feeds/6106139875210591569/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6749315246298231103&amp;postID=6106139875210591569" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/6106139875210591569?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/6106139875210591569?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~3/HoTVE01rW00/softball-for-scout.html" title="Softball for Scout" /><author><name>Mom of 12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622293584581118824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fj74fRWAg1o/TchuR-BKTsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z5LHPwiTZBo/s220/article2.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VUf1WPP6dBA/UberMbpj4XI/AAAAAAAAKbY/eM-FfLiblc8/s72-c/008.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/2013/06/softball-for-scout.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQBSXg9fip7ImA9WhFTGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749315246298231103.post-5511229207371794167</id><published>2013-06-10T13:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2013-06-10T13:25:58.666-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-06-10T13:25:58.666-06:00</app:edited><title>Unfinished Projects</title><summary type="html">I have to tell you, I think I am the queen of unfinished projects!

Bossy and I started this quilt 2 years ago for a friend who was having a baby. Last night I finally sewed the binding partway around. It's a good thing we gave her a different gift when her little one was born, he would probably be too big for it now. It would never cover a toddler bed.



And this is my drawer full of started &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~4/uNmh1T5P-J0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/feeds/5511229207371794167/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6749315246298231103&amp;postID=5511229207371794167" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/5511229207371794167?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/5511229207371794167?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~3/uNmh1T5P-J0/unfinished-projects.html" title="Unfinished Projects" /><author><name>Mom of 12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622293584581118824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fj74fRWAg1o/TchuR-BKTsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z5LHPwiTZBo/s220/article2.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d4eCctXGnjg/UbYnoGCAqAI/AAAAAAAAKa4/1y8cypuOS8U/s72-c/quilt.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/2013/06/unfinished-projects.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYNRnw_fip7ImA9WhFTF0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749315246298231103.post-9185746576422811151</id><published>2013-06-09T01:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2013-06-09T01:16:37.246-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-06-09T01:16:37.246-06:00</app:edited><title>Working With Wood</title><summary type="html">I hope you don't get forever tired of listening to me talk about my Girl Scout troop, but they are just the most awesome girls! They seem to enjoy any activity I plan. We were supposed to go on a hike this week, but because of that surgery a few weeks ago, I just didn't feel up to it, but that didn't matter to them. They were all perfectly content to show up on my doorstep for yet another project&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~4/ocaIcZfJRzE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/feeds/9185746576422811151/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6749315246298231103&amp;postID=9185746576422811151" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/9185746576422811151?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/9185746576422811151?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~3/ocaIcZfJRzE/working-with-wood.html" title="Working With Wood" /><author><name>Mom of 12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622293584581118824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fj74fRWAg1o/TchuR-BKTsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z5LHPwiTZBo/s220/article2.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-seXGLdfqTy4/UbQqxfcFXpI/AAAAAAAAKZ4/2UVNnZuZ7M4/s72-c/hune7+040.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/2013/06/working-with-wood.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck4EQn0-fyp7ImA9WhFTF0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749315246298231103.post-4657732132120314412</id><published>2013-06-08T02:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2013-06-09T00:55:03.357-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-06-09T00:55:03.357-06:00</app:edited><title>It Really is Decadence</title><summary type="html">A week or so ago I got this email:

My name is Cameron. I work with an Artisan Café in Orem, Utah called Decadence. I have been looking for blogs that fit the Decadence culture that we can potentially partner with. Decadence is an Artisan Café that serves drinks made from roasted cocoa beans, specialty desserts, and lunch items. We came across your blog and would love to have you come down to &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~4/0qT_zpmdkow" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/feeds/4657732132120314412/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6749315246298231103&amp;postID=4657732132120314412" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/4657732132120314412?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/4657732132120314412?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~3/0qT_zpmdkow/it-really-is-decadence.html" title="It Really is Decadence" /><author><name>Mom of 12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622293584581118824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fj74fRWAg1o/TchuR-BKTsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z5LHPwiTZBo/s220/article2.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SKOBe57p8iw/UbLqU_kFbqI/AAAAAAAAKYo/ZrHYsNA8MTo/s72-c/hune7+002.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/2013/06/it-really-is-decadence.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUEBQXc7eyp7ImA9WhFTFUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749315246298231103.post-8344228582285524266</id><published>2013-06-07T02:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2013-06-07T02:27:30.903-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-06-07T02:27:30.903-06:00</app:edited><title>Still We Have Homework</title><summary type="html">Most kids got out of school last week and almost everybody else finished up this week, but not my kids. I think I've told you before that our elementary-aged kids are on year-round school and that means they are in classes until July 2! Then they are off for about 3 weeks and they start back on July 25. Yeah, it's definitely a short summer!

Not that it matters, pretty much everyone is going to &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~4/OicIn6jndAY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/feeds/8344228582285524266/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6749315246298231103&amp;postID=8344228582285524266" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/8344228582285524266?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/8344228582285524266?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~3/OicIn6jndAY/still-we-have-homework.html" title="Still We Have Homework" /><author><name>Mom of 12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622293584581118824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fj74fRWAg1o/TchuR-BKTsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z5LHPwiTZBo/s220/article2.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvXKKzuhlUU/UbGZHpVkblI/AAAAAAAAKYY/H-IsUrcR5uo/s72-c/kiy+homework.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/2013/06/still-we-have-homework.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QDR3s-fyp7ImA9WhFTFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749315246298231103.post-1313043756926195373</id><published>2013-06-06T01:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2013-06-06T01:56:16.557-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-06-06T01:56:16.557-06:00</app:edited><title>Scholarship Boy</title><summary type="html">I'm pretty sure I told you about the Dog Walker's new scholarship. He received full tuition for summer semester and for all of next year! We were so excited about that news, but you know, we have another scholarship boy at our house.

A few months ago I nominated Sport for the Kohl's Cares Scholarship program. Remember last year when he did all the bike helmet safety stuff? He won the contest, &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~4/2kC0Gsdj-oY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/feeds/1313043756926195373/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6749315246298231103&amp;postID=1313043756926195373" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/1313043756926195373?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/1313043756926195373?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~3/2kC0Gsdj-oY/scholarship-boy.html" title="Scholarship Boy" /><author><name>Mom of 12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622293584581118824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fj74fRWAg1o/TchuR-BKTsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z5LHPwiTZBo/s220/article2.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9WMf6qwzWXw/UbA-DxED3dI/AAAAAAAAKYI/fkc15my2LYA/s72-c/nephi.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/2013/06/scholarship-boy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0cCQ3c8fCp7ImA9WhFTFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749315246298231103.post-3749544200917163532</id><published>2013-06-05T02:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2013-06-05T02:31:02.974-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-06-05T02:31:02.974-06:00</app:edited><title>Crafty as Kate</title><summary type="html">Right before the elementary-aged kids went off track in April, Crafty's teacher held auditions for the 6th grade Shakespearean play. It's a tradition for the kids to do Taming of the Shrew and way back over 10 years ago, the Drama Queen made her theatrical debut as Kate.

When the Drama Queen was chosen to play the lead role, I was totally floored! She had never done anything like that in her &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~4/I5qqlLjNbQY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/feeds/3749544200917163532/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6749315246298231103&amp;postID=3749544200917163532" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/3749544200917163532?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/3749544200917163532?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~3/I5qqlLjNbQY/crafty-as-kate.html" title="Crafty as Kate" /><author><name>Mom of 12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622293584581118824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fj74fRWAg1o/TchuR-BKTsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z5LHPwiTZBo/s220/article2.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-olB9SA0jL_g/Ua713rP8J1I/AAAAAAAAKW4/xgZJz14mkC0/s72-c/014.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/2013/06/crafty-as-kate.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkYGRHoyfCp7ImA9WhFTE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749315246298231103.post-3177484640601894597</id><published>2013-06-04T01:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2013-06-04T01:15:25.494-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-06-04T01:15:25.494-06:00</app:edited><title>Teach's Utah Birthday</title><summary type="html">You all know that yesterday was Teach's 22nd birthday and she had an amazing party prepared by a sweet family in her mission. But per her request, we also had a huge family party for her here.






That was not the plan when she left in March, but as the weeks rolled by in May, Teach mentioned her birthday a couple of times until finally last week she suggested we have a big party for her even &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~4/xdXiUGIUwpI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/feeds/3177484640601894597/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6749315246298231103&amp;postID=3177484640601894597" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/3177484640601894597?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/3177484640601894597?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~3/xdXiUGIUwpI/teachs-utah-birthday.html" title="Teach's Utah Birthday" /><author><name>Mom of 12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622293584581118824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fj74fRWAg1o/TchuR-BKTsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z5LHPwiTZBo/s220/article2.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BiOCmssypw8/Ua2Q1f5bQNI/AAAAAAAAKV4/Gg5O2COzkQw/s72-c/050.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/2013/06/teachs-utah-birthday.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4EQnY5eSp7ImA9WhFTEkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749315246298231103.post-7475391725201088439</id><published>2013-06-03T01:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2013-06-03T01:18:23.821-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-06-03T01:18:23.821-06:00</app:edited><title>Teach's Texas Birthday</title><summary type="html">Teach turned 22 today...in Texas...far away from family and home.

She asked us to have a party for her here and I do want to share that with you, but not today. I want to tell you what I did to try to give her a happy birthday far away. In April, our missionary taught a little girl named Katie. Her grandma was a devoted member of the church and Katie want to join too. She was baptized near the &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~4/PB55Iuil_BI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/feeds/7475391725201088439/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6749315246298231103&amp;postID=7475391725201088439" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/7475391725201088439?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/7475391725201088439?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~3/PB55Iuil_BI/teachs-texas-birthday.html" title="Teach's Texas Birthday" /><author><name>Mom of 12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622293584581118824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fj74fRWAg1o/TchuR-BKTsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z5LHPwiTZBo/s220/article2.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1gvX4cjl2UU/UaxA5G3J7DI/AAAAAAAAKUY/T113hqLsXCs/s72-c/texas+bday+1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/2013/06/teachs-texas-birthday.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYBQH4_eCp7ImA9WhFTEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749315246298231103.post-9073269790049203587</id><published>2013-06-02T02:35:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2013-06-02T02:35:51.040-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-06-02T02:35:51.040-06:00</app:edited><title>Cookie Party</title><summary type="html">Remember way back (OK, it wasn't that far back) when my girls sold all those Girl Scout Cookies? Well, today was the big cookie party and I took Princess, Prima Donna, Crafty, Scout, and Baby Doll to celebrate.

We got there a few minutes before it started and we were able to head right in. We grabbed a sack lunch that included a turkey and provolone sandwich, a bag of chips, an apple, and a tiny&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~4/peYSxgBgozE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/feeds/9073269790049203587/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6749315246298231103&amp;postID=9073269790049203587" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/9073269790049203587?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/9073269790049203587?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~3/peYSxgBgozE/cookie-party.html" title="Cookie Party" /><author><name>Mom of 12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622293584581118824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fj74fRWAg1o/TchuR-BKTsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z5LHPwiTZBo/s220/article2.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C75BkpxGKuE/UasDTNkvOGI/AAAAAAAAKTo/fYY3T-KnrYY/s72-c/Party+2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/2013/06/cookie-party.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYMRHcycCp7ImA9WhFTEEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749315246298231103.post-5931078308466428499</id><published>2013-06-01T02:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2013-06-01T02:43:05.998-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-06-01T02:43:05.998-06:00</app:edited><title>Field Day</title><summary type="html">I'm mostly feeling better from my surgery a couple of weeks ago and I'm pretty sure I'm improving. I started going back to Curves on Wednesday, but I move really slowly around the circuit. Some of these end of the school year days nearly wipe me out and my bedtimes get later and later.

Last night I asked Drama Queen if she could help me with my scout meeting today. I had scheduled a field day at&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~4/Y6Q1VEr1-pM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/feeds/5931078308466428499/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6749315246298231103&amp;postID=5931078308466428499" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/5931078308466428499?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/5931078308466428499?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~3/Y6Q1VEr1-pM/field-day.html" title="Field Day" /><author><name>Mom of 12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622293584581118824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fj74fRWAg1o/TchuR-BKTsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z5LHPwiTZBo/s220/article2.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xlji_XryrSw/UamypvinD9I/AAAAAAAAKSo/PIHlCVPKuIc/s72-c/field+day+1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/2013/06/field-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0cFSH4yeyp7ImA9WhBaGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749315246298231103.post-1762660934775903934</id><published>2013-05-31T01:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2013-05-31T01:23:39.093-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-31T01:23:39.093-06:00</app:edited><title>The Case of the Missing Postage Stamp</title><summary type="html">On Sunday it will be Teach's 22nd birthday! She has been the kind of girl who just loves birthdays. In fact, she reminded me that we needed to have a party and eat cake for her even though she wouldn't be here. I have to tell you that is a little stressful for me.

I have been trying to figure out how to make her first birthday away from home a happy one. So today I made a little flier with &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~4/muEn8NJpGAA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/feeds/1762660934775903934/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6749315246298231103&amp;postID=1762660934775903934" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/1762660934775903934?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/1762660934775903934?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~3/muEn8NJpGAA/the-case-of-missing-postage-stamp.html" title="The Case of the Missing Postage Stamp" /><author><name>Mom of 12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622293584581118824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fj74fRWAg1o/TchuR-BKTsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z5LHPwiTZBo/s220/article2.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ew9OAT8JcBo/UahOgshLBuI/AAAAAAAAKR4/9Ik_vWnVaZs/s72-c/no+stamps+1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/2013/05/the-case-of-missing-postage-stamp.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMGSHg6eSp7ImA9WhBaGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749315246298231103.post-2441286004351138507</id><published>2013-05-30T02:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2013-05-30T02:27:09.611-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-30T02:27:09.611-06:00</app:edited><title>More Baseball</title><summary type="html">
It had been threatening to rain all day. Yesterday the rains cancelled Burrito's baseball game and Scout's softball game so we were watching the sky carefully, but the website still said all games were on, so at 6:10 we headed for the park.

I sat for a minute in my car while Sport warmed up with the team, then when the time was right, we headed for the field. I was smart this time. With the &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~4/w87t7TLHz4A" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/feeds/2441286004351138507/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6749315246298231103&amp;postID=2441286004351138507" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/2441286004351138507?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/2441286004351138507?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~3/w87t7TLHz4A/more-baseball.html" title="More Baseball" /><author><name>Mom of 12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622293584581118824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fj74fRWAg1o/TchuR-BKTsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z5LHPwiTZBo/s220/article2.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v1ZvhlmH63A/UacK8aPqQmI/AAAAAAAAKQ0/yQsQ7RUSiQ4/s72-c/114.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/2013/05/more-baseball.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMHQ3c7fip7ImA9WhBaGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749315246298231103.post-5517834584012228348</id><published>2013-05-28T14:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2013-05-30T00:47:12.906-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-30T00:47:12.906-06:00</app:edited><title>Memorial Day Weekend</title><summary type="html">

I'm sure you all had an amazing Memorial Day weekend! Ours started on Saturday with my 30th high school reunion. My sweetie and I left the kids home and drove to Manti by ourselves. It was a nice quick drive in Teach's car (that thing loves to go fast!).

We arrived a few minutes early and decided to drag main until more cars showed up at the church. The banquet was nice and the program was &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~4/7n4WZi8SBUE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/feeds/5517834584012228348/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6749315246298231103&amp;postID=5517834584012228348" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/5517834584012228348?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/5517834584012228348?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~3/7n4WZi8SBUE/memorial-day-weekend.html" title="Memorial Day Weekend" /><author><name>Mom of 12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622293584581118824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fj74fRWAg1o/TchuR-BKTsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z5LHPwiTZBo/s220/article2.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2paQqhSOz4/UabxDifpLyI/AAAAAAAAKPw/j_IBpWtTO6Q/s72-c/139.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/2013/05/memorial-day-weekend.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UGQHw_eip7ImA9WhBaFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749315246298231103.post-3348705392841147831</id><published>2013-05-26T19:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2013-05-26T21:27:01.242-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-26T21:27:01.242-06:00</app:edited><title>Guest Blog:  The Case of the Stolen Truck by Bossy</title><summary type="html">



Pictures from the broken ball joint tow




Sorry for the suspense, I was just so emotionally drained on Thursday after I typed that up for Mom.

So Wednesday afternoon, Gamer and I were at work and had just realized the truck had been stolen.

In order to file a stolen vehicle report in our city you have to file a written report.  Gamer and I were both at work and Taco had a ballgame so we &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~4/s2R_1XM8EZg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/feeds/3348705392841147831/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6749315246298231103&amp;postID=3348705392841147831" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/3348705392841147831?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/3348705392841147831?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~3/s2R_1XM8EZg/guest-blog-bossy-case-of-stolen-truck.html" title="Guest Blog:  The Case of the Stolen Truck by Bossy" /><author><name>Bossy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06075110454901078505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lBBhZT077vE/SfSw-ajK_NI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/iaceqXOd46o/S220/DSC03221.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gkkID0XLWfQ/UaKveqNxe-I/AAAAAAAAAUM/5_SV3ZWHDBM/s72-c/Truck+documentation+007.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/2013/05/guest-blog-bossy-case-of-stolen-truck.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE4ESXc-fSp7ImA9WhBaFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749315246298231103.post-4401997886526036575</id><published>2013-05-26T01:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2013-05-26T01:21:48.955-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-26T01:21:48.955-06:00</app:edited><title>Meeting Thomas</title><summary type="html">
Remember a few days ago when I won four free tickets to see Thomas the Tank Engine from the Utah Mom Blog? Well, yesterday was the big day!

My sweetie is supposed to have Fridays off and since all the kids were still in school, it was easy for us to schedule early and not have to answer any questions about why we were only taking the little kids. We don't get many opportunities to be the "young&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~4/vRBalmvjT7I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/feeds/4401997886526036575/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6749315246298231103&amp;postID=4401997886526036575" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/4401997886526036575?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/4401997886526036575?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~3/vRBalmvjT7I/meeting-thomas.html" title="Meeting Thomas" /><author><name>Mom of 12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622293584581118824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fj74fRWAg1o/TchuR-BKTsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z5LHPwiTZBo/s220/article2.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MGtRRDpA3c4/UaG1-kOf4aI/AAAAAAAAKPA/NyOJEEMc7OQ/s72-c/dayout+with+thomas+187.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/2013/05/meeting-thomas.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEIHQXg_fyp7ImA9WhBaFEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749315246298231103.post-6773905532459074620</id><published>2013-05-25T00:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2013-05-25T00:15:30.647-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-25T00:15:30.647-06:00</app:edited><title>Free Screenings</title><summary type="html">I know you are all on pins and needles about Bossy's truck, but she has promised to post the sequel on Sunday.  Sorry, but you know how these grownup kids are...they don't have to obey me anymore and that was the best I could get.

It's the same thing with husbands. At least that has been my experience. Oh, I think if I really told him what to do he would do it, but then I would never hear the &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~4/_wp2H9No8dk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/feeds/6773905532459074620/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6749315246298231103&amp;postID=6773905532459074620" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/6773905532459074620?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/6773905532459074620?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~3/_wp2H9No8dk/free-screenings.html" title="Free Screenings" /><author><name>Mom of 12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622293584581118824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fj74fRWAg1o/TchuR-BKTsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z5LHPwiTZBo/s220/article2.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WmsICN5mFgM/UaBWCKdkS-I/AAAAAAAAKOE/QpXSUfLy-Gc/s72-c/uofucancer.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/2013/05/free-screenings.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcGRnw8fCp7ImA9WhBaFkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749315246298231103.post-1930240120247754275</id><published>2013-05-24T01:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2013-05-26T19:27:07.274-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-26T19:27:07.274-06:00</app:edited><title>Guest Blog: Our Vehicle Saga by Bossy</title><summary type="html">
It started two weeks ago. While driving to school, Gamer turned the corner 
and the ball joint gave out on the truck. The front end hit the tire and the 
truck came to a horrible stop. Fortunately we decided to pay for road-side 
assistance so it was easy to call our insurance and arrange to have it towed to 
our wonderful tire guy, Clayton. They kept it over the weekend and it was a 
pleasant &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~4/aWZC1mf1QV0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/feeds/1930240120247754275/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6749315246298231103&amp;postID=1930240120247754275" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/1930240120247754275?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6749315246298231103/posts/default/1930240120247754275?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TwelveMakesADozen/~3/aWZC1mf1QV0/guest-blog-our-vehicle-saga-by-bossy.html" title="Guest Blog: Our Vehicle Saga by Bossy" /><author><name>Mom of 12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622293584581118824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="22" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fj74fRWAg1o/TchuR-BKTsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z5LHPwiTZBo/s220/article2.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z3aPHRhoVNw/UZ8RWHRrQXI/AAAAAAAAKN0/0SmmQZiV1do/s72-c/kira.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/2013/05/guest-blog-our-vehicle-saga-by-bossy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
