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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14283797</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 08 Jul 2011 00:39:59 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>mobile</category><category>Alaska Botanical Garden's</category><category>Hair</category><category>sms</category><category>pork chops</category><category>blackberry pearl</category><category>thanks giving</category><category>tattoos</category><category>boys</category><category>Firsts</category><category>horse's</category><category>anchorage alaska</category><category>onions</category><category>Fair</category><category>Blowdryer</category><category>grandma's</category><category>Conners Bog</category><category>Principle</category><category>Courde'lane Lake</category><category>bus</category><category>Hailey</category><category>halloween</category><category>Postage</category><category>idaho</category><category>princess</category><category>thankful</category><category>food network</category><category>cupcakes</category><category>Dog</category><category>para-sailing</category><category>poof</category><category>school</category><category>moms</category><category>rides</category><category>trick or treat</category><category>daughters</category><category>nap time</category><category>bees</category><category>Shipping</category><category>Flowers</category><category>daddy</category><category>Daughter</category><category>recipe</category><category>text</category><category>Kindergarten</category><category>vote</category><category>bears</category><category>Riley</category><category>fun</category><category>pirate</category><category>teenager</category><category>Swimming</category><category>Dygas</category><category>Alaska</category><category>Honda XR50</category><title>A day in our life...</title><description /><link>http://dygas.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Karen)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</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/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dygas" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/dygas" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14283797.post-7806345647332104341</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Aug 2009 03:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-09T20:51:28.785-08:00</atom:updated><title>Mya</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/Sn-UO963jUI/AAAAAAAAZqo/oGuBnU-21mA/s1600-h/DSC_1009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CLEAR: both" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/Sn-UO963jUI/AAAAAAAAZqo/oGuBnU-21mA/s320/DSC_1009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to hike some of Flattop Mountain today, and Mya walked the entire trail. She's getting so big! We didn't even try to venture to the top, our goal was to pick blueberries, but we were too early, so we just stuck to a small trail. She had fun exploring but pretty much never left the safety of the trail for fear she might get dirty. Look at that smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Click on the title and you can see more pics of our day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14283797-7806345647332104341?l=dygas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~4/JwynauanlKU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~3/JwynauanlKU/mya.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/Sn-UO963jUI/AAAAAAAAZqo/oGuBnU-21mA/s72-c/DSC_1009.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dygas.blogspot.com/2009/08/mya.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14283797.post-5918193936835886281</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Jul 2009 00:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-11T18:04:05.252-08:00</atom:updated><title>DeLong Lake</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SlkwhwtsuLI/AAAAAAAAXoo/OgOfM4k1Rdw/s1600-h/DSC_0550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CLEAR: both" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SlkwhwtsuLI/AAAAAAAAXoo/OgOfM4k1Rdw/s320/DSC_0550.JPG" width="217" height="319" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the girls to &lt;a href="http://www.sf.adfg.state.ak.us/Statewide/LakeData/index.cfm/FA/main.lakeDetail/LakeID/112"&gt;DeLong Lake &lt;/a&gt;today to fish for trout. Tyrone and Hailey each caught one fish. Hailey caught hers first. We released both of them cause they were pretty small, even though Hailey really wanted to keep hers. Mya entertained herself in the dirt and rocks. Hailey and Tyrone are making plans for what to do differently the next time they go fishing. &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14283797-5918193936835886281?l=dygas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~4/Kvd_22u1o9M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~3/Kvd_22u1o9M/delong-lake.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SlkwhwtsuLI/AAAAAAAAXoo/OgOfM4k1Rdw/s72-c/DSC_0550.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dygas.blogspot.com/2009/07/delong-lake.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14283797.post-6541161779907962740</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Jul 2009 18:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-11T10:56:57.838-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Swimming</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dog</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Alaska</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Conners Bog</category><title>Dog Days of Summer</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SljbamQHQOI/AAAAAAAAXgU/mUen4PDhGH8/s1600-h/DSC_0350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CLEAR: both" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SljbamQHQOI/AAAAAAAAXgU/mUen4PDhGH8/s320/DSC_0350.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took Riley to &lt;a href="http://www.dogparkusa.com/alaska/anchorage/connors-bog-lake-unleashed-dog-area-southwood-park"&gt;Conners Bog &lt;/a&gt;today to take him swimming. Hailey had a blast, Mya not so much. Riley was very excited to go swimming, and when we got home he pretty much found a spot to lay down and rested until this morning. Today I think he needs a bath! &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14283797-6541161779907962740?l=dygas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~4/feNEQpCc0Dc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~3/feNEQpCc0Dc/dog-days-of-summer.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SljbamQHQOI/AAAAAAAAXgU/mUen4PDhGH8/s72-c/DSC_0350.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dygas.blogspot.com/2009/07/dog-days-of-summer.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14283797.post-574864606879494994</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Jul 2009 19:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-10T11:32:04.717-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bees</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Flowers</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Alaska Botanical Garden's</category><title>Alaska Botanical Garden's</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SleW0OifgZI/AAAAAAAAXY8/OxbEd1Y0Drs/s1600-h/DSC_0285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CLEAR: both" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SleW0OifgZI/AAAAAAAAXY8/OxbEd1Y0Drs/s320/DSC_0285.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Had a few hours with out the kids, thankyou Grandma M! So I went to the &lt;a href="http://www.alaskabg.org/"&gt;Botanical Gardens&lt;/a&gt; and enjoyed some peace and quiet. Beautiful flowers, and busy little bees. Lots of mosquito's too, but I didn't take their pic. &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14283797-574864606879494994?l=dygas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~4/ol_uZ9MxqOY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~3/ol_uZ9MxqOY/alaska-botanical-gardens.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SleW0OifgZI/AAAAAAAAXY8/OxbEd1Y0Drs/s72-c/DSC_0285.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dygas.blogspot.com/2009/07/alaska-botanical-gardens.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14283797.post-2717221875878629865</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Jul 2009 05:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-08T21:34:50.995-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Courde'lane Lake</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">para-sailing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dygas</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">idaho</category><title>ParaSailing?  Or Tattoo??</title><description>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SlWAd0nPrXI/AAAAAAAAXA4/YS3Fz7iL3nU/s1600-h/P7050113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SlWAd0nPrXI/AAAAAAAAXA4/YS3Fz7iL3nU/s320/P7050113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Courde'lane&lt;/span&gt; Idaho for the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; of July weekend.  We were walking along downtown by the lake and we saw the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;para sailing&lt;/span&gt; boat.  I asked Hailey if she wanted to go and she wasn't to thrilled w/the idea.  So I gave her the choice; go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;para sailing&lt;/span&gt; with me or go get a tattoo.  (I know this really could have backfired)  She quickly decided on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;para sailing&lt;/span&gt; so we decided we would do it later in the weekend.   When we were in Spokane, there was a little fair going on and there was a henna tattoo place, she decided she wanted that instead of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;para sailing&lt;/span&gt;.  I had to convince her that wasn't a real tattoo, that if she wanted one we would find a place.  I'm not sure if she believed me, but we talked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; about whether they would let a kid get a tat, and how much they hurt.....I really thought I was not going to get to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;para sailing&lt;/span&gt;!.  Anyway the last day we are there, I tell her we have an appointment at 5pm.  she says she doesn't want to go, so Grandma Connie steps in and is going to go, she also said she would get a tat with Hailey when she got hers....&lt;br /&gt;So mom and I are leaving to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;para sailing&lt;/span&gt; and Hailey decides she's gonna go.  WOW!!!  We get there, get on the boat.  She watches the first 2 groups go, as the second group is going she starts crying and doesn't want to go.  I am convinced I'm going by myself, but they guys that are running this ship help talk her into it.  They promise to bring her in if she hates it and they won't make her go high unless she wants to.  She's almost convinced and I finally get her to go by promising her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;McDonald's&lt;/span&gt; when we land.   &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;McD's&lt;/span&gt; was the key, as soon as I said that she was ready to go.  She cried for about the first 30 seconds, then she had a blast!  She wants to go again for her birthday.  And luckily I don't have to explain to her dad why she got a tattoo!&lt;br /&gt;Click on the title for lots more pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14283797-2717221875878629865?l=dygas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~4/Ix4J3rnuVDY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~3/Ix4J3rnuVDY/parasailing-or-tattoo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SlWAd0nPrXI/AAAAAAAAXA4/YS3Fz7iL3nU/s72-c/P7050113.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dygas.blogspot.com/2009/07/parasailing-or-tattoo.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14283797.post-7898928908780208331</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Feb 2009 04:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-21T19:49:50.346-09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kindergarten</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Firsts</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Hailey</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Principle</category><title>Another first!</title><description>Hailey had another mile stone on Friday.....I had a voice mail from her school so I was expecting to hear a message from the school nurse.   Imagine my surprise when it was her principle asking me to call him back to discuss Hailey's behavior that morning.  I could tell by his tone that he wasn't calling to tell me that my child had saved some other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;child's&lt;/span&gt; life or stopped someone from being hit by a bus.  Hailey was in trouble.  When I called him back I was told that Hailey had been in a snow ball fight with a group of kids and another Kindergartner was in the nurses office cause he had been hit in the eye.  He said that Hailey said it wasn't her snow ball but that wasn't the point.   Then he went on to say that Hailey was being disruptive on the school bus.  Not staying in her seat and yelling, and would I please have a conversation with her about school behavior.   I was sure he was talking about some one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt; kid!  Of course I said we would talk with her.  When I got home she still insists it wasn't her snow ball that hurt the other boy.  She was very sad that he was hurt, but it wasn't her she says.  So we didn't get to go to movie night the school was having on Friday night, that was her punishment (and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;reprieve&lt;/span&gt; from having to go)&lt;br /&gt;So my baby girl is growing up...hopefully this is the last of our visits to the principles office....some how I doubt that!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14283797-7898928908780208331?l=dygas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~4/nrEqSEoJ55k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~3/nrEqSEoJ55k/another-first.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karen)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dygas.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-first.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14283797.post-8885182777790731711</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Feb 2009 06:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-13T21:44:27.178-09:00</atom:updated><title>Lilly &amp; Hailey</title><description>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SZZnvMM5-JI/AAAAAAAANuo/vJ6xfuViT1c/s1600-h/DSC_7225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SZZnvMM5-JI/AAAAAAAANuo/vJ6xfuViT1c/s320/DSC_7225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lilly came over tonight so play with Hailey. The girls had tons of fun, and so did I!  We decorated cupcakes, made a fort, took pics, played w/Riley. Then they finally settled into the fort and picked out "Princess Diaries" to watch. Click on the title to see all the fun the girls had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14283797-8885182777790731711?l=dygas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~4/siFoLi0Bh5g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~3/siFoLi0Bh5g/lilly-hailey.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SZZnvMM5-JI/AAAAAAAANuo/vJ6xfuViT1c/s72-c/DSC_7225.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dygas.blogspot.com/2009/02/lilly-hailey.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14283797.post-1586646970321271795</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Feb 2009 05:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-11T20:43:20.074-09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">boys</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bus</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">teenager</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">school</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Hailey</category><title>How old is my 5 year old really?</title><description>So Hailey doesn't usually tell me about her day and I'm pretty used to it by now. Today was different she very chatty today and she was telling be about a boy named Derrick. Derrick is in the other K class at her school and he rides her bus. Apparantly her and Derrick got in some sort of fight today and Derrick decided he wasn't Hailey's friend anymore. Hailey said that Derrick saw it made her sad so he fixed it, and they hugged. &lt;em&gt;(OMG my baby is hugging boys!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she said they hugged she blushed....(uh oh i thought). So she starts coloring a picture and then makes an envelope and then she asks me "how do you spell Derrick mommy?" and she wrote To Derrick From Hailey....then &lt;strong&gt;she drew a heart&lt;/strong&gt;. I was shocked! &lt;strong&gt;She hearts a boy&lt;/strong&gt;? &lt;strong&gt;She can't heart a boy?&lt;/strong&gt; But she did, she hearts a boy. She tucked her letter in her backpack, she even double checked it was there before she went to bed and she said she's going to give it to him on the bus tomorrow. Maybe I'll take her to school tomorrow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14283797-1586646970321271795?l=dygas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~4/EGFuwvc3L7w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~3/EGFuwvc3L7w/how-old-is-my-5-year-old-really.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karen)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dygas.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-old-is-my-5-year-old-really.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14283797.post-1203809011859152058</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Feb 2009 20:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-08T11:58:11.972-09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Riley</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dog</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Hailey</category><title>Riley</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SY9GSln6lNI/AAAAAAAANYU/IaFo87HUQ78/s1600-h/DSC_7198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300532571589481682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SY9GSln6lNI/AAAAAAAANYU/IaFo87HUQ78/s320/DSC_7198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its official, Riley is an old man now!  Hailey played frisbee with him yesterday and the poor guy could hardly move last night.  Today is better but definatly moving SLOOOOWWW.  Hailey takes such good care of her dog, she told me when they came in that he was going to be sore and she was right, so she made them a bed and this is where they stayed until Tyrone made them go down stairs to bed.  Riley was able to make it down the stairs this time, but it took a while to coax him down.  He stayed there until about 9 this morning, usually he comes upstairs about 7am if no one has let him out yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14283797-1203809011859152058?l=dygas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~4/Q1ipHbFdr8U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~3/Q1ipHbFdr8U/riley.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SY9GSln6lNI/AAAAAAAANYU/IaFo87HUQ78/s72-c/DSC_7198.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dygas.blogspot.com/2009/02/riley.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14283797.post-7222561048373092759</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Dec 2008 05:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-26T20:16:17.184-09:00</atom:updated><title>Alli Dygas 12/26/98-12/26/08</title><description>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SVW4QHEm8tI/AAAAAAAAKuw/SXYGg7lyc6s/s1600-h/DSC_6815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SVW4QHEm8tI/AAAAAAAAKuw/SXYGg7lyc6s/s320/DSC_6815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Alli joined our family 10 years ago, and today she lost her fight with kidney disease.   She will always be in our hearts and forever in our memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14283797-7222561048373092759?l=dygas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~4/dwAc-8hubMA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~3/dwAc-8hubMA/alli-dygas-122698-122608.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SVW4QHEm8tI/AAAAAAAAKuw/SXYGg7lyc6s/s72-c/DSC_6815.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dygas.blogspot.com/2008/12/alli-dygas-122698-122608.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14283797.post-6412636068327741569</guid><pubDate>Sat, 22 Nov 2008 05:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-21T20:42:56.185-09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">thankful</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">daddy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">thanks giving</category><title>Thankfull</title><description>Hailey is learning about Thanks Giving at school this week. All week she has been talking about what she's thankful for. Mostly silly things, like her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; or her horses, once even her shoes (sigh). Today she surprised us when she made a card for her dad and on it she wrote "To my dad" and when she handed it to him she said to him "&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I love you daddy! I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt; for you too and thankful you play games with me&lt;/span&gt;" Made my day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14283797-6412636068327741569?l=dygas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~4/k8LyX8xt_Ug" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~3/k8LyX8xt_Ug/thankfull.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karen)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dygas.blogspot.com/2008/11/thankfull.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14283797.post-5777557887578889019</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2008 19:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-20T10:49:14.928-09:00</atom:updated><title>Dress up!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SSW-5JUgHuI/AAAAAAAAIl4/Vg70gHZin8U/s1600-h/dressup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270828827870764770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SSW-5JUgHuI/AAAAAAAAIl4/Vg70gHZin8U/s400/dressup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hailey is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; a drama queen. Even just hanging around the house&lt;br /&gt;she likes to be beautiful! She loves to play dress up, just look at all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;the outfit changes we go through!  Lucky for her, her dad is a bit of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;an artist and can make her into a fairy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;princess upon&lt;/span&gt; request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Some days&lt;/span&gt; she looks like a party girl, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;some days&lt;/span&gt; a cheerleader,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;some days&lt;/span&gt; goth girl....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;some days&lt;/span&gt; rock star.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is an adventure!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14283797-5777557887578889019?l=dygas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~4/B-Sft19nBcA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~3/B-Sft19nBcA/dress-up.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SSW-5JUgHuI/AAAAAAAAIl4/Vg70gHZin8U/s72-c/dressup.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dygas.blogspot.com/2008/11/dress-up.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14283797.post-5443336608300507349</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Nov 2008 21:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-04T12:20:57.588-09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bears</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Alaska</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">vote</category><title>Only in Alaska</title><description>&lt;a title="Fw: Voted 2day on TwitPic" href="http://twitpic.com/k00w"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Fw: Voted 2day on TwitPic" src="http://twitpic.com/show/thumb/k00w.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Hanshew Middle School to vote today, here's the sign that was posted on the door to the school&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14283797-5443336608300507349?l=dygas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~4/WtlcCBchzgo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~3/WtlcCBchzgo/went-to-hanshew-middle-school-to-vote.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karen)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dygas.blogspot.com/2008/11/went-to-hanshew-middle-school-to-vote.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14283797.post-491674504330493436</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 04:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-31T20:41:55.100-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">halloween</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">anchorage alaska</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">trick or treat</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">princess</category><title>Halloween...Alaska Style</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SQvbmJmy6RI/AAAAAAAAIbw/agQAFoprpJM/s1600-h/DSC_6894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263542037972707602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SQvbmJmy6RI/AAAAAAAAIbw/agQAFoprpJM/s200/DSC_6894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I said earlier that if it was too cold we weren't going door to door....next time I will be more specific on exactly what too cold would be. 14 degrees and we were out trick or treating. Hailey got all dressed up in her &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/kndygas/October312008#"&gt;princess&lt;/a&gt; outfit w/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;snow pants&lt;/span&gt; and thermals and snow boots and we managed to get her dress on OVER the gear. She was a very beautiful princess! Lots of candy and a few houses that even scared her..it was fun...and cold! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14283797-491674504330493436?l=dygas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~4/1c173ymPVXM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~3/1c173ymPVXM/halloweenalaska-style.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SQvbmJmy6RI/AAAAAAAAIbw/agQAFoprpJM/s72-c/DSC_6894.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dygas.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloweenalaska-style.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14283797.post-2094543514133569637</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Oct 2008 04:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-25T20:08:24.083-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">halloween</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">princess</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pirate</category><title>Happy Halloween!</title><description>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SQPsVz14E1I/AAAAAAAAISU/xHbG7gerD2s/s1600-h/DSC_6880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SQPsVz14E1I/AAAAAAAAISU/xHbG7gerD2s/s320/DSC_6880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we took the girls to Trick or Treat Town.&lt;br /&gt;They had tons of fun. Lots of candy.&lt;br /&gt;Since its 22 degrees outside, I'm really glad we have&lt;br /&gt;someplace to take the girls out in their costumes&lt;br /&gt;where they can show them off! We'll see how cold&lt;br /&gt;it is this Friday, I'd like to take Hailey door to door,&lt;br /&gt;but if it stays like this we will probably just stay home and&lt;br /&gt;give candy way to the kids who are tougher than I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14283797-2094543514133569637?l=dygas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~4/CXd9Tg_Hga4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~3/CXd9Tg_Hga4/happy-halloween.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SQPsVz14E1I/AAAAAAAAISU/xHbG7gerD2s/s72-c/DSC_6880.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dygas.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14283797.post-2215874277121620447</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Oct 2008 07:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-18T23:21:16.176-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mobile</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blackberry pearl</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">text</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sms</category><title>I wonder if it will work?</title><description>Testing from phone...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14283797-2215874277121620447?l=dygas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~4/DD50hKt96TY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~3/DD50hKt96TY/testing-from-phone.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karen)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dygas.blogspot.com/2008/10/testing-from-phone.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14283797.post-7972875867403306998</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Oct 2008 06:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-18T22:49:47.746-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">grandma's</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">moms</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">daughters</category><title>Maybe its not so bad after all</title><description>Tonight I was standing in the kitchen getting ready to cook dinner and Hailey was sitting at the counter working on her puzzle. Her and I were talking, about nothing really, and then she started laughing and said "you look like gramma!" I asked her why and she said "you just do mom, you look like gramma." and she still thought it was hilarious. Usually I'm not thrilled when people tell me I look like or sound like mom, but today as I was standing in the kitchen w/no makeup, hair in a pony and me &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; in my jammie's at 5:30 at night, I decided maybe its my mom who should be upset when we're told we look and sound alike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14283797-7972875867403306998?l=dygas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~4/gxJMprW8xUY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~3/gxJMprW8xUY/maybe-its-not-so-bad-after-all.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karen)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dygas.blogspot.com/2008/10/maybe-its-not-so-bad-after-all.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14283797.post-1995861975977147948</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 Oct 2008 22:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-18T15:12:17.204-08:00</atom:updated><title>They Came!</title><description>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8c216c840b285d7c" 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;
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&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14283797-1995861975977147948?l=dygas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~4/r1NjVobZQpY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><enclosure type="video/mp4" url="http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8c216c840b285d7c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4" length="0" /><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~3/r1NjVobZQpY/they-came.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karen)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dygas.blogspot.com/2008/10/they-came.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14283797.post-7262329575974747172</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Oct 2008 04:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-11T20:56:40.746-08:00</atom:updated><title>For Aunt Paula</title><description>I couldn't bring myself to post this &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/kndygas/October112008#5256123510498252466"&gt;pic&lt;/a&gt; but I'll link to it just for Aunt Paula.  I know she loves to see a good profile picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14283797-7262329575974747172?l=dygas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~4/Tj8A4TdY8sg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~3/Tj8A4TdY8sg/for-aunt-paula.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karen)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dygas.blogspot.com/2008/10/for-aunt-paula.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14283797.post-332675432674742512</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Oct 2008 04:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-11T20:54:09.341-08:00</atom:updated><title>Cupcakes</title><description>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SPGBZaUpUeI/AAAAAAAAH-E/yLSKNoE4DIU/s1600-h/DSC_6774.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SPGBZaUpUeI/AAAAAAAAH-E/yLSKNoE4DIU/s320/DSC_6774.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played a little tonight and we decorated a few cupcakes, hailey has a heavy hand with the sprinkles!  Some of &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/kndygas/October112008#"&gt;these Pics&lt;/a&gt; show the many moods of Hailey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14283797-332675432674742512?l=dygas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~4/Gww3bnNMzzg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~3/Gww3bnNMzzg/cupcakes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SPGBZaUpUeI/AAAAAAAAH-E/yLSKNoE4DIU/s72-c/DSC_6774.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dygas.blogspot.com/2008/10/cupcakes.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14283797.post-2504867137718456968</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Oct 2008 05:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-10T21:37:41.859-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">tattoos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cupcakes</category><title>Tattoos &amp; Cupcakes</title><description>&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SPA49BUQeJI/AAAAAAAAH4o/4hXZN7bQa-U/s1600-h/DSC_6728.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SPA49BUQeJI/AAAAAAAAH4o/4hXZN7bQa-U/s320/DSC_6728.JPG' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gramma sent another package, this one was pretty cool.  It had tattoo's in it and Hannah Montana glitter hair gel.  As you can &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/kndygas/October102008#"&gt;see&lt;/a&gt; she really enjoyed them.  When Ty and I went to dinner she only had 2 Tatts and no glitter....by the time we got home there were 9 tatts and lots of glitter!  Then we read a &lt;a href="http://www.harpercollinschildrens.com/HarperChildrens/Kids/BookDetail.aspx?isbn13=9780060283247&amp;BDMode=8"&gt;book&lt;/a&gt; and tomorrow we have cupcakes to decorate....if all goes as planned there will be pics tomorrow of decorated cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks gramma G for the cool stuff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14283797-2504867137718456968?l=dygas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~4/lw1oJ0FchuA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~3/lw1oJ0FchuA/it-all-starts-with-fake-tattoos.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SPA49BUQeJI/AAAAAAAAH4o/4hXZN7bQa-U/s72-c/DSC_6728.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dygas.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-all-starts-with-fake-tattoos.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14283797.post-3067494103807505248</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Oct 2008 18:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-05T10:47:51.520-08:00</atom:updated><title>3 Years!</title><description>&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SOkL1nH-ODI/AAAAAAAAHtU/RX41ZvtWuJg/s1600-h/DSC_6641.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SOkL1nH-ODI/AAAAAAAAHtU/RX41ZvtWuJg/s320/DSC_6641.JPG' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been married 3 years now!  We went to dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.sullivansteakhouse.com/"&gt;Sullivans&lt;/a&gt;.  Gramma M had the girls and I had a really good Pineapple-tini.  Food was excellent, and of course I just loved the company!  Here's to another year...&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14283797-3067494103807505248?l=dygas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~4/DTk1m5_OlD4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~3/DTk1m5_OlD4/3-years.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/SOkL1nH-ODI/AAAAAAAAHtU/RX41ZvtWuJg/s72-c/DSC_6641.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dygas.blogspot.com/2008/10/3-years.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14283797.post-2178010200756946475</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 17:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-06T09:43:54.001-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">onions</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pork chops</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">food network</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">recipe</category><title>Pork Chops alla Pizzaiola</title><description>&lt;A HREF='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/RuA5NekVGgI/AAAAAAAACUI/ELgvYODq8TY/s1600-h/DSC_3012.JPG'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/RuA5NekVGgI/AAAAAAAACUI/ELgvYODq8TY/s320/DSC_3012.JPG' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;'&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't call myself a chef by any means, but I can follow a recipe and sometimes I'll change it up a bit.  But last night I followed this &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/food/recipes/recipe/0,,FOOD_9936_32171,00.html"&gt;recipe&lt;/a&gt; I found on food network to the letter and OMG....this was so good! Now for those of you who know me, you know I don't like onions and as you can see there are definatly onions in this recipe, there was a day where I wouldn't have made this dish because of that or I would have used dried onion flakes (gasp) for flavor.  But recently I've decided to be adventurous and cook with onions and other veggies a recipe may call for and the results are amazing! Now I didn't eat the onions, but they definatly added great flavor and made the dish very pretty. This meal took me about 30 minutes to make and was so simple to make, I highly recommend you give it a shot! Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/RuA5NukVGhI/AAAAAAAACUQ/B6KfFqLFeFo/s1600-h/DSC_3013.JPG'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/RuA5NukVGhI/AAAAAAAACUQ/B6KfFqLFeFo/s320/DSC_3013.JPG' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;'&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14283797-2178010200756946475?l=dygas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~4/KbImKw14tYg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~3/KbImKw14tYg/pork-chops-ala-pizzaiola.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/RuA5NekVGgI/AAAAAAAACUI/ELgvYODq8TY/s72-c/DSC_3012.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dygas.blogspot.com/2007/09/pork-chops-ala-pizzaiola.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14283797.post-6552660718617737238</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2007 01:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-01T17:42:13.113-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">rides</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fun</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fair</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Alaska</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">horse's</category><title>Alaska State Fair</title><description>&lt;A HREF='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/RtoPxmJHm0I/AAAAAAAACKs/FLDyAZPmAjE/s1600-h/DSC00066.JPG'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/RtoPxmJHm0I/AAAAAAAACKs/FLDyAZPmAjE/s320/DSC00066.JPG' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;'&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the fair last night to take Hailey on some rides, eat some good fair food and watch the &lt;a href="http://www.blueoctoberfan.com/foiled/index.php"&gt;Blue October &lt;/a&gt;concert.  The concert was good, but I didn't get any good pics from where we were at, sometimes it sucks being the short one!  The food was dissapointing, but I did get a very good funnel cake.  And the rides.....well Hailey loved the rides and I suppose thats what really matters.  I will say its the first time I've been to a fair and spent less than $100.  Thats very impressive for me especially since we had a 4 year old with us.  But she was content just &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/kndygas/31August2007ADayAtTheFair"&gt;riding the horsies &lt;/a&gt;and riding the rides.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14283797-6552660718617737238?l=dygas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~4/gJAoE4iO9o4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dygas/~3/gJAoE4iO9o4/alaska-state-fair.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/RtoPxmJHm0I/AAAAAAAACKs/FLDyAZPmAjE/s72-c/DSC00066.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://dygas.blogspot.com/2007/09/alaska-state-fair.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14283797.post-5626574831156441364</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Aug 2007 04:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-18T21:30:50.362-08:00</atom:updated><title>Fishing &amp; Camping</title><description>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/RsfTtGJHiwI/AAAAAAAABmk/ZwAGm21uaJQ/s1600-h/DSC_2429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvnBX-FBOpk/RsfTtGJHiwI/AAAAAAAABmk/ZwAGm21uaJQ/s200/DSC_2429.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100277874716805890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went camping this weekend.  Just a quick one night trip.  We spent Friday in Whittier and then we camped in &lt;a href="http://www.fs.fed.us/r10/chugach/chugach_pages/bbvc/mapbbvc.html"&gt;Portage Valley &lt;/a&gt;.  While we were fishing in Whittier, the sky's opened up and poured down rain on us soaking those who were outside to the bone.  Luckily Mya and I had just come inside, but Tyrone, Hailey and the Blewett's were all out trying to catch a fish with no luck.  So we packed up and drove back through the &lt;a href="http://www.dot.state.ak.us/creg/whittiertunnel/virtualdrive.htm"&gt;tunnel&lt;/a&gt; and set up camp at &lt;a href="http://alaska.org/maps/pdf/PortageValleyDriveMap.pdf"&gt;Willwaw campground&lt;/a&gt;.  After roasting hotdogs and making S'mores on the fire we hung out in the dry RV listening to the rain outside. We watched the same disney movies and played DS just like we would have at home, but somehow it was alot more fun in the RV. 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