<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961</id><updated>2012-01-27T14:22:12.300-08:00</updated><category term='Austin'/><title type='text'>Barnhart Family</title><subtitle type='html'>"Normal around here is just a setting on the dryer"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>116</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-5863598822649442102</id><published>2012-01-27T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T14:22:12.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Version of a Friday Photo Dump</title><summary type='text'>




It was a beautiful day yesterday, dry enough to be outside, blue skys, and warm enough to open the doors and air the winter muggies out of the house.



When I got home from work, Jess had The Littles outside playing Red Light Green Light, and we did some puddle stomping.









 Austin is a poser.  The boy has never met a camera he didn't like. 












 Our backyard fire pit has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/5863598822649442102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=5863598822649442102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/5863598822649442102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/5863598822649442102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-version-of-friday-photo-dump.html' title='My Version of a Friday Photo Dump'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EmpE9nT9ETU/TyMfSGJf5oI/AAAAAAAABBM/eWMJ_Co4q4Y/s72-c/042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-8936421159790036309</id><published>2012-01-19T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T16:33:53.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><summary type='text'>


It's been a rough week for this blue eyed beauty.  For the first 2 years and 22 months of her life, she has spent every day with her dad.  No doubt about it, she's a daddy's girl, through and through.  This week however, rather abruptly, her daddy has left her each morning to head off to work and left her in the care of her new "sitter". 

It's such an in-between time for her.  She cries for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/8936421159790036309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=8936421159790036309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/8936421159790036309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/8936421159790036309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-been-rough-week-for-this-blue-eyed.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mObgJbzvxFo/TxixlgU9OoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/VfkhRJ84nqo/s72-c/IMG_1552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-345156582576985411</id><published>2012-01-15T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T20:46:00.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day</title><summary type='text'>
Remember this picture?  It's always been one of my favorites....



So I took it again this year...



and I continuously marvel at how much they've grown.



 Leah had to change gloves a few times...



 Jake had to wear Dad's boots.....



 but they were snowball fighting fools.



 Austin said he just wanted to eat snow.



 That's pretty much all he did.



Seriously.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/345156582576985411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=345156582576985411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/345156582576985411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/345156582576985411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2012/01/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TsNltPDsfRw/TxOpAKlAiEI/AAAAAAAAA84/9BuEuhUqclI/s72-c/2802.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-7608943291056899400</id><published>2012-01-10T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T20:22:58.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man's Best Friend</title><summary type='text'>













We called him our Yellow Brother.

He was a member of our family, my mother's watchdog, my father's best friend, our family protector.

There was never a dog more patient and loving with children, a pet more loved and cared for, or loyal in return.  

Today there are heavy hearts and many tears.  

Toby, we love you and we will miss you.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/7608943291056899400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=7608943291056899400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/7608943291056899400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/7608943291056899400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2012/01/mans-best-friend.html' title='Man&apos;s Best Friend'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N6TAaGevTyM/Tw0I4JTDlWI/AAAAAAAAA8o/fxjSeK8bMYw/s72-c/660.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-6986579489600221205</id><published>2012-01-07T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T17:11:32.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Fest 2011</title><summary type='text'>
A picture is worth a thousand words:





 visit from Aunt Kiki Christmas morning



 Leah in one of her animal masks



 Jon (Brian's dad) and Brian



 Melanie, Brian, Jen - siblings









 all the first cousins on Brian's side



 Leah's favorite toy at Jen's house - the puppy cage






I took an impromptu trip to Medford over New Year's weekend to check in on Grandma, and took Jake along</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/6986579489600221205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=6986579489600221205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/6986579489600221205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/6986579489600221205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2012/01/picture-fest-2011.html' title='Picture Fest 2011'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6WIHPWGOfT8/TwjqTAIvmtI/AAAAAAAAA58/Yp2uTjVkjp0/s72-c/IMG_1409.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-4707967049225725916</id><published>2011-12-24T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T21:43:38.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><summary type='text'>



All the kids are tucked in bed, trying to fight the excitement and drift off to sleep.  The turkey has been eaten and leftovers packed away, guests have come and gone, and the house is settling down.  We're still an hour or two away from laying out the Santa gifts, and it's just... quiet.  It's hard to believe, as it is every Christmas Eve, that the year is winding down to just a few </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/4707967049225725916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=4707967049225725916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/4707967049225725916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/4707967049225725916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TQQFHtviQck/TvamR7kw0qI/AAAAAAAAA2U/9yBXvXS_KDs/s72-c/040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-3884239951851912711</id><published>2011-12-22T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T10:40:52.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days 15-21</title><summary type='text'>



Yes, I'm just slightly behind.  It always seems as if the last week or so before Christmas things start to snowball, with shopping to finish, gifts to wrap and complete, parties, advent activities, and oh yeah, that thing called day to day life.  Things around here have been busy, in a good way, and while we have mostly kept upon our advent activities, I have not kept up on the blogging.
Day </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/3884239951851912711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=3884239951851912711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/3884239951851912711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/3884239951851912711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/12/days-15-21.html' title='Days 15-21'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jdRBn4ZYqlU/TvN4981QMhI/AAAAAAAAA2I/060TioLU3ok/s72-c/038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-5046892913077191896</id><published>2011-12-14T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T23:00:22.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days 13-14</title><summary type='text'>




I'm fairly amazed at how un-stressed I am by the fact that there are just 11 days left until Christmas, especially when you consider the fact that I still have 3 Prayer Pillows left to sew.  







 Around here in the winter time, we drink this stuff by the gallons.  The best is when Dad makes it,half water half milk with peppermint syrup thrown in.  So creamy yummy good.












 No I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/5046892913077191896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=5046892913077191896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/5046892913077191896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/5046892913077191896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/12/days-13-14.html' title='Days 13-14'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HW2Ugd7HWq4/TumYJVHjw3I/AAAAAAAAA1k/sSQa49nONDc/s72-c/027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-7967320596549495684</id><published>2011-12-12T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T20:39:03.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days 9-12</title><summary type='text'>




Day   9 - read a Christmas book, which was just almost magical in front of the fireplace with the tree lights aglow.

Day 10 - go see Christmas lights, which I had originally planned to do up big-time, by going to the Keizer Parade of Lights with some friends.  When time came to go, Brian had the coziest fire going in the fireplace, we had been lazy all afternoon, and the last thing I wanted</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/7967320596549495684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=7967320596549495684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/7967320596549495684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/7967320596549495684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/12/days-9-12.html' title='Days 9-12'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V9Ap6PwIfaU/TubTUnVPgLI/AAAAAAAAAzs/cdcEnBwHeJQ/s72-c/025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-6567660092264235502</id><published>2011-12-08T18:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T18:20:27.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Baby</title><summary type='text'>


Day 6 - we went to the library to get Christmas books.   We missed the tiny two foot shelf of actual Christmas books, but loaded up on enough books to carry the kids through the upcoming school break.

Day 7 - was supposed to be drinking hot chocolate with Dad, but between Jake's Cub Scout meeting and a last minute emergency brake job for a friend, they ran out of time.

Day 8 - today's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/6567660092264235502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=6567660092264235502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/6567660092264235502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/6567660092264235502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/12/santa-baby.html' title='Santa Baby'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rypd2OkdjQ0/TuFtQjLTKuI/AAAAAAAAAzE/txOkv64pb6s/s72-c/021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-2387780920084944424</id><published>2011-12-05T20:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T21:21:50.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O Christmas Tree</title><summary type='text'>

20 days left!  It definitely makes the countdown go faster when I have to keep up with my own self imposed list of activities from now until Christmas.

This weekends activities, very strategically, included getting our Christmas tree Saturday, and decorating it Sunday.  The hilarious details of the weekend could fill their own post entirely, so suffice it to say that after one very late start,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/2387780920084944424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=2387780920084944424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/2387780920084944424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/2387780920084944424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/12/o-christmas-tree.html' title='O Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U-Si0bKwb4E/Tt2bcrLnf7I/AAAAAAAAAw8/bQ4fH1mJsE8/s72-c/048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-1358904060787267032</id><published>2011-12-02T21:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T22:30:38.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busted Ornaments</title><summary type='text'>


Today's advent pick was making ornaments.  

Last year we didn't have a Christmas tree.  Aside from having just moved and unpacked in the four weeks prior to Christmas, we had a 20 month old terror running a-muck.   I hated it, the boys hated it, but I knew that putting a tree up with the Diva at that point was just like dancing on the edge of the cliff -we'd be asking for trouble.  This year </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/1358904060787267032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=1358904060787267032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/1358904060787267032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/1358904060787267032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/12/busted-ornaments.html' title='Busted Ornaments'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g69wgak8U1Q/Ttm24fuMM5I/AAAAAAAAAwE/8gzGsQvA4A8/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-4650212166349387431</id><published>2011-12-01T18:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T20:47:03.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once There Was a Snowman</title><summary type='text'>



The countdown is on!  I can hardly believe it's December, but we are ready for it around here.  The decorations are up, the tree will be here this weekend, and we started our advent calendar activities today.  

Our first activity was making snowmen.  We hauled out all my (sadly unused) scrapbook supplies, and the kids had at it.




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Jake came home from school today all prepared to teach us how to make snowflakes.  I have been wanting to incorporate some fun winter/Christmas crafts into our holiday celebrations, so I was more than happy to let him lead the way.  









 teaching brother






 determined Petunia



 she held her mouth like this every time she was concentrating on cutting - somewhere in my mothers photo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/6817967569709282826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=6817967569709282826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/6817967569709282826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/6817967569709282826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/11/no-two-snowflakes-are-alike.html' title='No Two Snowflakes Are Alike'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3ghvX-bg1uI/TtW4nKlhALI/AAAAAAAAAsM/Qcsf6naUbdw/s72-c/IMG_0997.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-6687920543093960876</id><published>2011-11-26T19:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T21:18:26.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transition</title><summary type='text'>
This weekend was one of the nicest we've had in a while - clear, sunny, and dry.  What better time to finally get the yard in shape after weeks and weeks of rain?



Jake is so like me - he loves yard work, especially when we are all out there doing it together.  He actually said, "Lets get this party started!"






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Being on crutches through the middle of October put us a little behind on our Halloween activities.  We didn't actually get out to the pumpkin patch as a family until the 29th!  Regardless, the kids had a blast.  





 she doesn't look it, but Petunia was quite excited - all week she kept saying, "first the pumpkin patch then trick or treat!"












 Angry bull faces









 this picture</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/7405205654631401010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=7405205654631401010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/7405205654631401010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/7405205654631401010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/11/family-pumpkin-patch-trip-and-pumpkin.html' title='Family Pumpkin Patch Trip and Pumpkin Painting (and my 100th post!!)'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YrD3QQNdMRo/TrHz3z-WtNI/AAAAAAAAAjk/WWtyIIUAZiw/s72-c/IMG_0841.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-3440956720571557550</id><published>2011-10-31T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T21:42:28.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!!</title><summary type='text'>
This year was the best Halloween yet!  We decided this year that we would do homemade costumes - what we had on hand, sewn or thrift shop re-purposed.  The boys got to choose, and after MULTIPLE changes, finally narrowed it down to Frankenstein and Karate Guy.  Leah has been wandering around for months saying, "Aarrgghh, I'm a pirate!", so hers was an obvious choice.





 Austin has wanted to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/3440956720571557550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=3440956720571557550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/3440956720571557550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/3440956720571557550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!!'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lsW36qPjgI4/Tq9xCUwGMgI/AAAAAAAAAiM/rBW21iTXLVY/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-2362198176658308755</id><published>2011-10-27T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T22:42:40.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch</title><summary type='text'>

























</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/2362198176658308755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=2362198176658308755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/2362198176658308755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/2362198176658308755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/10/pumpkin-patch.html' title='Pumpkin Patch'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iQEIUR3XPEk/Tqo_R-Wb6VI/AAAAAAAAAgM/JCbFJZAyfxI/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-526105460252109420</id><published>2011-10-24T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T20:32:58.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Cupcakes</title><summary type='text'>
































Thank you Jess for the fun FHE activity!

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/526105460252109420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=526105460252109420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/526105460252109420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/526105460252109420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/10/halloween-cupcakes.html' title='Halloween Cupcakes'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gsAN6PtAymY/TqYsIbKxpJI/AAAAAAAAAeU/kS2yLZvIj0o/s72-c/IMG_0761.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-4662479085498864660</id><published>2011-10-20T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T21:37:17.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys</title><summary type='text'>





















</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/4662479085498864660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=4662479085498864660' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/4662479085498864660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/4662479085498864660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/10/boys.html' title='Boys'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KJnko3CmQ_A/TqD1BMOa2dI/AAAAAAAAAbU/UMRzblXZ2_k/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-8181696966646672597</id><published>2011-10-13T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T12:02:19.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's Girl</title><summary type='text'>When we had our little girl, I thought the scales would finally be balanced in our little family, as I would no longer be the only female in the house.  I envisioned my little princess and I being the best of friends, and doing all things girly together.

How wrong was I.

My darling little girl is a big time Daddy's Girl.  It is her dad that she calls out for in the middle of the night when she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/8181696966646672597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=8181696966646672597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/8181696966646672597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/8181696966646672597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/10/daddys-girl.html' title='Daddy&apos;s Girl'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yqmE3RjeynY/Tpcz3h6g58I/AAAAAAAAAas/Q8swtYy_MoI/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-5790654945655114768</id><published>2011-10-06T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T20:37:41.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jog-a-thon</title><summary type='text'>
The boys had their jog-a-thon today.  I took the day off work so Brian could go and watch, sans the Diva.  She and I stayed home and had some quality girl time, and Dad headed to the school with the boys and the camera.  The following pictures are a tiny bit blurry, but I think you will get the essence of the day.  



When Brian came home from the jog-a-thon, he told me "I can't believe how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/5790654945655114768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=5790654945655114768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/5790654945655114768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/5790654945655114768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/10/jog-thon.html' title='Jog-a-thon'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sTf99HLwVG0/To5ySXbhBvI/AAAAAAAAAaU/XRobnwo2mEo/s72-c/IMG_0672.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-7547069060883132790</id><published>2011-09-27T12:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T12:11:53.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><summary type='text'>

I love my husband today for the little gifts he gives
me.  Not the kind you wrap up in paper
and ribbons, but the kind he knows matter most to me.  When I can’t be home to be with my babies and
watch them grow, he is and shares it with me like no one else would.  He calls me, texts me, sends me picture
messages daily, of all the little things along the way that would matter to no
one else but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/7547069060883132790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=7547069060883132790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/7547069060883132790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/7547069060883132790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/09/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-4520241648966589677</id><published>2011-09-23T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T13:32:34.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>

This week  I:



*Kicked a ream of paper down the hallway with my crutch

*Carried a 32 oz. Big Gulp Diet Coke in my purse – without spilling
a drop

*Asked for help at work 3 times (that’s a lot for me)

*Let my boss bring me lunch (okay, that one wasn’t so hard)

*Decided the humiliation of riding the slowest carts in the
world is worth not huffing, puffing,     sweating and having spaghetti </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/4520241648966589677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=4520241648966589677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/4520241648966589677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/4520241648966589677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-week-kicked-ream-of-paper-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-8347408533984150861</id><published>2011-09-21T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T21:42:16.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pandemonium</title><summary type='text'>

9/7 Jake ends up in the office with a skinned up knee and elbow from P.E.
9/13 Jake ends up in the office after a bee sting at recess
9/16 Leah takes matters into her own hands and cuts her hair
9/19 Jake cracks his chin on the teeter totter and knocks a tooth out
9/21 Austin flips the bike trailer and road rashes his face.



September you may be over now.

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/8347408533984150861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=8347408533984150861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/8347408533984150861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/8347408533984150861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/09/pandemonium.html' title='Pandemonium'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-596885865172612048</id><published>2011-09-19T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T19:02:21.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Knee Surgery</title><summary type='text'>

My knee surgery went very well.  It was done
as an out-patient procedure – I checked in at 12:00 and was home by 3:30.  The clinic staff was wonderful, and I was a
much better patient than I usually am.  Dr.
Yao cleaned out some floating cartilage fragments (which we didn’t know were there), repaired some fraying cartilage (which we did know was there), and performed a micro-fracture on the top</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/596885865172612048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=596885865172612048' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/596885865172612048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/596885865172612048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/09/knee-surgery.html' title='Knee Surgery'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qEoOjogh8XI/Tnfx2vRDBhI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/z1enzLe7a4w/s72-c/IMG_0656.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-548630098094418866</id><published>2011-09-18T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T21:46:51.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shrek The Musical</title><summary type='text'>My girlfriends are amazing.  They took me to see this



as a "recuperation gift".  It was fun, and funny, as are my girlfriends!  Thanks for knowing just what I needed after a week in the recliner, for dropping me at the curb before parking, asking if I needed to pee before we sat down, and not being embarrassed to use my handicap parking pass at Claim Jumper. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/548630098094418866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=548630098094418866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/548630098094418866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/548630098094418866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/09/shrek-musical.html' title='Shrek The Musical'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-2974529327598005945</id><published>2011-09-15T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T17:57:04.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up (it's gonna be a long post)</title><summary type='text'>
Life around here has been a little hectic lately.  In a good way, but crazy none the less.  Thanks to my knee surgery,  I now have come to a screeching halt and have oodles of time on my hands.  What a better use of my time than to sit and blog, right?

Jake's baptism was Labor Day weekend.  What an amazing day, to say the least!  I continue to be awed by the spirituality of my son, and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/2974529327598005945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=2974529327598005945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/2974529327598005945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/2974529327598005945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/09/catching-up-its-gonna-be-long-post.html' title='Catching up (it&apos;s gonna be a long post)'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wQQsN8B8G78/Tm_zFTpGyKI/AAAAAAAAAY8/VqOwJboM_zk/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-1028585419195704567</id><published>2011-08-31T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T22:57:03.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><summary type='text'>
8 years ago this handsome young man was born and made me a mother for the first time.





 We took this picture right before Jacob headed off for his worthiness interview with the bishop, in preparation for his baptism.  Even though I live with him every day, and I took the picture, when I loaded it onto the computer and looked at it, it took my breath away and brought tears to my eyes.  He is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/1028585419195704567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=1028585419195704567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/1028585419195704567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/1028585419195704567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y1V_J1aVVVs/Tl75mS6dx6I/AAAAAAAAAYo/-j5UVmN7Hpc/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-7286067983808634250</id><published>2011-08-20T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T19:45:00.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're not lost we just don't know where we're going</title><summary type='text'>Today was a spur of the moment day.  We woke up this morning not sure what we were going to do, but with a forecast of 95+ degree weather, we knew it was going to involve water.  We decided after some "I don't know, what do you think we should do" that we would head out to Little North Fork and spend the afternoon on the river.  Little North Fork is only about a 30 minute drive out of town, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/7286067983808634250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=7286067983808634250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/7286067983808634250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/7286067983808634250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/08/were-not-lost-we-just-dont-know-where.html' title='We&apos;re not lost we just don&apos;t know where we&apos;re going'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cNfKvHr1-A0/TlBlBY3s_dI/AAAAAAAAAXs/ICHrwjKLaUA/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-3752487222772282346</id><published>2011-08-16T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T20:16:42.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Discovery and Rediscovery</title><summary type='text'>Things we have discovered, or rediscovered this summer:
$.88 for a jumbo box at the corner AM/PM (along with $1 fountain drinks!).  My favorites are the grape flavor, Brian's are the lemon-lime.  The kids like anything with sugar.
Austin's favorite card game.  He got it as a gift last year and we played it almost every day.  This year, his hands are almost big enough to hold all the cards he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/3752487222772282346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=3752487222772282346' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/3752487222772282346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/3752487222772282346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/08/discovery-and-rediscovery.html' title='Discovery and Rediscovery'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-7358870910117541707</id><published>2011-08-01T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T22:13:25.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 years old!</title><summary type='text'>
This gorgeous child is now 5!  I can hardly believe it.  His heart is as big as his smile, and his soul as happy as his eyes.  I love this child more than he can ever imagine.He is my wild child, my free-spirit.He can be unbelievably naughty.He can melt your heart with his smile, even if you've just met him.He is sarcastic and quick witted.He is sweet and affectionate beyond measure.He is brave.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/7358870910117541707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=7358870910117541707' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/7358870910117541707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/7358870910117541707'/><link 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went to sleep best, laying down drowsy with her thumb and soothing herself to sleep.  However, since graduating to a toddler bed, bedtime has literally become a nightmare.  With rare exception, she is put to bed no less than 5 times a night before she stays put.  Even at 2 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/2436778861402192054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=2436778861402192054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/2436778861402192054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/2436778861402192054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/07/moments-like-these.html' title='Moments like these'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-7425174589125218354</id><published>2011-07-27T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T19:49:22.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Face Painting</title><summary type='text'>One of the items of high priority on our Summer List was face painting.  Jacob came home from Field Day at school with a fabulous snake painted around his face, and it has been all Austin has talked about ever since.  So, when we were compiling our lists of must-do's for the summer, this was one of Austin's.  I am not an artist by any stretch of the imagination, but this was something I really </summary><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LPRPpyjNs9w/TjC1PFQEgTI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/GUrhtmJkQAs/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-4957704915759740357</id><published>2011-07-25T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T19:42:23.535-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Austin'/><title type='text'>Born To Ride</title><summary type='text'>This is what we did for FHE tonight:






Austin has made huge progress bike riding in a short amount of time, and was determined to be training wheels free by his 5th birthday (a week from today).  However, when we decided tonight was the night to take off the training wheels, he literally screamed and cried as we took them off.  (It didn't help that big brother prefaced the whole evening by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/4957704915759740357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=4957704915759740357' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/4957704915759740357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/4957704915759740357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/07/born-to-ride.html' title='Born To Ride'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-5722645815301306744</id><published>2011-07-19T22:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T21:53:52.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smelling the roses</title><summary type='text'>
Self-Realization #47 - I am not good at slowing down to smell the flowers.  I have realized over the years that I have forgotten how to relax, which is really pretty funny considering I used to be the laziest child God ever created.  (Ironically enough, that title has been passed onto Austin.  Literally.  On a regular basis I call him The Laziest Child God Ever Created.  Usually when he is still</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/5722645815301306744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=5722645815301306744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/5722645815301306744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/5722645815301306744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/07/07192011.html' title='Smelling the roses'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-5052999803468178380</id><published>2011-07-16T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T22:17:28.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp Nee Deep and the Biker Boys</title><summary type='text'>Jake spent the last week at Cub Scout day camp, Camp Nee Deep.  He made new friends, learned new skills, and had a fabulous time!  
﻿ Jacob 1 and Jacob 2  Jake's wood robot - the whole thing is connected with zip ties, and if you push the plunger in front, he collapses.
On Friday night we all went back to camp with Jacob to see what he had been up to all week.(please keep in mind all these </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/5052999803468178380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=5052999803468178380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/5052999803468178380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/5052999803468178380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/07/camp-nee-deep-and-biker-boys.html' title='Camp Nee Deep and the Biker Boys'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b3ilaMKzGP8/TiJhSfP-0II/AAAAAAAAAVY/iAP2OnqIU4I/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-2295847823440937467</id><published>2011-07-07T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T22:47:00.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is Love</title><summary type='text'>







I look at this mountain So many heartaches wide And I can't help but wonder Where's the other side ?
I've got to be honest I've got my doubts These tears are asking me What's this got to do with love?   Baby, I'll tell you something To help us through this long, dark night   When this trouble passes over You and I will walk away Knowing that our love survived Another test of faith   You </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/2295847823440937467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=2295847823440937467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/2295847823440937467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/2295847823440937467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/07/this-is-love.html' title='This Is Love'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ffZ7mY_pfdg/ThaVkesxRxI/AAAAAAAAAUo/YPStIv7Baw8/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-3826212201049268514</id><published>2011-07-05T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T15:59:19.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Love of the Game</title><summary type='text'>Last weekend our big projects were the shop and the garage.  After completely gutting and reorganizing the shop and clearing out the garage, we were able to move the Chevelle out from under the carport, freeing up the basketball "court"!
 Leah makes it a little difficult to play a "real "game, as she stands under the hoop constantly, saying "Pick me up!"Jacob felt the need to be lifted for a dunk</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/3826212201049268514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=3826212201049268514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/3826212201049268514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/3826212201049268514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/07/for-love-of-game.html' title='For the Love of the Game'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sv0GWrBMSs8/ThNlky9sSPI/AAAAAAAAAUY/4xVIQHZWPEs/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-5194127516742588205</id><published>2011-07-01T10:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T19:43:13.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June Wrap Up</title><summary type='text'>
Jacob (very seriously):  "Mom, I don't know what to call my poop...  My toots are rockets, my butt is a rocket launcher, my pee is a blaster and my peepee is a blaster turret.  I know, I can call my poop BOMBS!"
Austin's phrase of the month: "Oh, come on!"
Leah's phrase of the month:  "No, No way."
Schools out* lots of water fights* movie nights* walks to the playground*fishing at the reservoir*</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/5194127516742588205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=5194127516742588205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/5194127516742588205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/5194127516742588205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/07/june-wrap-up.html' title='June Wrap Up'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-2190108127898018524</id><published>2011-06-14T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T15:19:29.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Intentional Life</title><summary type='text'>One of the blogs I follow posted this week about their Summer List, something they had started in their family as a way to make sure they were spending their summers "intentionally".  I loved the idea of it.  Too many years we have gotten to the end of summer and said "We didn't really do anything this summer"  or "I wish we had done (fill in the blank) this summer".  Considering my time with my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/2190108127898018524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=2190108127898018524' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/2190108127898018524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/2190108127898018524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/06/intentional-life.html' title='The Intentional Life'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-695972977151070378</id><published>2011-06-11T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T00:22:06.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Game Closet Redo</title><summary type='text'>It is my secret dream to be a professional organizer.  In a perfect world I would quit The Depot, and get to organize other people for a living.  For the time being, I am left to organize myself, and this time around it was the game closet in need of a makeover.  Now granted, part of the reason my game closet is disorganized is because I have 2 little boys who can't ever put a game back where </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/695972977151070378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=695972977151070378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/695972977151070378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/695972977151070378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/06/game-closet-redo.html' title='Game Closet Redo'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k1wNSKy542E/TfPYvLyMLHI/AAAAAAAAATg/RTgvP-YOhf0/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-1883321137388761630</id><published>2011-06-09T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T20:44:14.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My little loves</title><summary type='text'>
A friend of mine told me today that she loved pictures of my kids because they were always touching each other, and she could tell how much they loved each other. I hadn't ever really thought of it that way, but this afternoon, I sat back and just watched them play for awhile. They are completely happy just the three of them. 












</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/1883321137388761630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=1883321137388761630' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/1883321137388761630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/1883321137388761630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-little-loves.html' title='My little loves'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rS44gnHpHrA/TfGPqYaucHI/AAAAAAAAAS4/5L_yf0pJiwY/s72-c/06.09.2011+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-7663722542796574313</id><published>2011-05-27T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T17:06:07.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baker Boy</title><summary type='text'>Austin was in charge of treats for FHE on Monday.  He decided to make cookies.  (Those of you who know me well will be shocked to see an actual bowl of dough and not a sheet of break aparts.... )He mixed the batter with only a little help from Mom on the eggs....formed all the cookies himself and made some of the best tasting cookies ever!﻿</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-4342566063910523803</id><published>2011-05-10T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T10:31:21.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Matters Most</title><summary type='text'>So I have been following this blog over the last few weeks.  I made the mistake of pulling it up today at work, and literally sobbed at my desk while I read this newest post.  As a mother, I cannot imagine the agony of losing one of my babies, especially this way.  Ronan was the same age Austin is and I couldn't help but picture him as I followed this mother's struggle.

The last month has also </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/4342566063910523803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=4342566063910523803' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/4342566063910523803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/4342566063910523803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-matters-most.html' title='What Matters Most'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-3106642751134466685</id><published>2011-05-01T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T19:26:52.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May Day</title><summary type='text'>Here's to hoping that this weekend is indicative of what May will be like all month long.  I love this weather!  It is crazy, after what feels like 11 and 1/2 months of winter, the things that I forget I love about spring.

Color.  The color of trees, flowers, the grass, and any color other than gray in the sky.  Lush beautiful color!
Seeing my babies with sun kissed cheeks.  Even the healthiest </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/3106642751134466685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=3106642751134466685' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/3106642751134466685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/3106642751134466685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/05/may-day.html' title='May Day'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-7012127753396416989</id><published>2011-04-13T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T12:06:05.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Karate</title><summary type='text'>Jake started Karate, his long overdue birthday present from last summer.  He loves it, and is a complete natural!  My favorite part - they teach him to say "Yes Mom, Yes Dad" for whatever we ask of him. :)



</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/7012127753396416989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=7012127753396416989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/7012127753396416989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/7012127753396416989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/04/karate.html' title='Karate'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-npvMnc7zdIw/TaXzIuowauI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZeGQgYvEYpA/s72-c/IMG_0115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-8776254836292849696</id><published>2011-03-21T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T19:22:36.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FHE</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday after church, Jacob was working busily on the computer, and told me that he was planning our lesson for Family Home Evening.  No one had assigned him or asked him to be in charge, but he'd had a very important lesson in primary and he wanted to share it with us for FHE.  Of course, I said go for it.

Tonight he sat us all down and told us we were going to talk about baptism.  He started</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/8776254836292849696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=8776254836292849696' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/8776254836292849696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/8776254836292849696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/03/fhe.html' title='FHE'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-7755291932314776868</id><published>2011-03-15T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T19:43:48.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Girl</title><summary type='text'>It's hard to believe she is 2 already!
 apron from Mom, crown from Katie and Adam opening presents with Dad her new Dora chair, which quickly became her throne! started out daintyended up not-so-dainty (you can barely see it but it's actually on her toes too)ladylike evening gloves and purse from Aunt Kiki
and yes, that is a pony in her hair! - just long enough to snap the picture.
Leah shared </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/7755291932314776868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=7755291932314776868' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/7755291932314776868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/7755291932314776868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/03/birthday-girl.html' title='Birthday Girl'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0PkJmsjbRM/TYAgnTeHW7I/AAAAAAAAASI/x8lpHkji8Nw/s72-c/IMG_0088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-1740782207774303750</id><published>2011-03-04T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T19:20:04.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Funday</title><summary type='text'>Friday Funday is.....The end of the work/school week, or "weekend eve"***The one day we don't do housework, homework, or run errands***Movie night for the littles***"Boys Night" for Brian and Jake***Pizza night, whether that be the homemade kind, the take-n-bake kind,  or (my personal favorite) the delivered-to-the-door kind***The night when I let my kids sleep wherever they land, whether that be</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-1952807180991413838</id><published>2011-02-26T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T09:31:56.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring</title><summary type='text'>The "before"  Hard at workLeah discovered she loves to paint!Syd was very serious about her workAlways all smilesJo was a very thorough painterTyler's theme was Iron ManThe artist, last one at the table.The finished projects!Pots at Michaels, $1.19 each,paints on sale at Michaels for $.38 each, and primroses for $.99 at Home Depot. A totally fun afternoon project for $2.56 a person.  Not bad in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/1952807180991413838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-3121579279882331622</id><published>2011-02-18T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T15:50:26.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Many Hats</title><summary type='text'>
She will wear a ski hat.......or a baseball hat........ a witches hat....... and even this.........but the girl won't touch a pony, barrette or a headband.  All those beautiful curls and nothing to do with them!
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/3121579279882331622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=3121579279882331622' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/3121579279882331622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/3121579279882331622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/02/princess-many-hats.html' title='Princess Many Hats'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s142CorCsNc/TV8ELgbWEjI/AAAAAAAAARU/GYZ5aBmbgkE/s72-c/IMG_0029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-3488026856591577011</id><published>2011-02-11T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T19:34:09.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><summary type='text'>I sat down tonight wanting to write some great ode to love in honor of Valentines day.  This is what I came up with instead:




 (Okay, okay, I know it's an old one but it's still one of my favorites and we look good!)










I think that about covers it...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/3488026856591577011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=3488026856591577011' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/3488026856591577011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/3488026856591577011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/02/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pWA8cBszrjY/TVX5ye42GtI/AAAAAAAAAQM/yxJkN_Em0nI/s72-c/IMG_2440.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-891291551884478147</id><published>2011-02-04T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T19:56:21.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gingerbread House</title><summary type='text'>Grandma got a gingerbread house kit for the kids to do over Christmas break.  Of course we didn't get around to making it until sometime in January.  And of course, when I tried to glue the walls together to make it an actual house, well, it just wasn't happening.  So we gave each one of the kids a wall and a pile of candy and let them go at it.  Luckily, my kids are pretty go-with-the-flow kind </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/891291551884478147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=891291551884478147' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/891291551884478147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/891291551884478147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/02/gingerbread-house.html' title='Gingerbread House'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RR3rAsh_Mb4/TUzIWWHOU2I/AAAAAAAAAP4/GuwT_govHgk/s72-c/100_2374.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-2395910984294405111</id><published>2011-01-28T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T18:59:24.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloom Where You're Planted</title><summary type='text'> 
When we moved into our new house, there were many things I was so excited about - the house, yard and neighborhood are a huge step up from our old house, just to name a few.  There are also lots of little upgrades that are exactly the things Brian and I had talked about putting into the old one.  But the one thing the new house doesn't have, and that broke my heart to leave at the old one, was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/2395910984294405111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=2395910984294405111' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/2395910984294405111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/2395910984294405111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/01/bloom-where-youre-planted.html' title='Bloom Where You&apos;re Planted'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RR3rAsh_Mb4/TUN89Nd8gaI/AAAAAAAAAPs/PY4LyPt2KLU/s72-c/100_2383.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-1555580593664225272</id><published>2011-01-21T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T18:27:51.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love this kid...</title><summary type='text'>Austin Daley Barnhart
Is a true middle childHis best friends are his cousinsCan't sleep without his "sleeping hat" (see above)Lists daily who he loves, which is almost everyoneCan't sit still playing Mario Bros (he jumps every time Mario does)Loves broccoliCould give out kisses a million times a dayTries my patience to the coreLoves dinosaurs and TransformersCan't wait for kindergartenLoves to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/1555580593664225272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=1555580593664225272' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/1555580593664225272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/1555580593664225272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-love-this-kid.html' title='I love this kid...'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RR3rAsh_Mb4/TTo9lSaHhMI/AAAAAAAAAPo/0Ae0prVGS_Q/s72-c/100_2369.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-6913862084952293289</id><published>2011-01-08T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T08:23:10.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of an Org-aholic</title><summary type='text'>I have a problem.  I am addicted to organizing things. I own my own label maker.I could spend hours browsing Office Depot. People have come to my store to just to copy the organization systems in my office.  
  But now I have turned my issues on my children...


This is what I did to their craft closet over New Years weekend.
I need help...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/6913862084952293289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=6913862084952293289' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/6913862084952293289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/6913862084952293289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2011/01/confessions-of-org-aholic.html' title='Confessions of an Org-aholic'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RR3rAsh_Mb4/TSiNU_QfOFI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bINBSSIEECo/s72-c/100_2368.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-2860543014167823377</id><published>2010-11-30T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T20:55:47.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Priorities</title><summary type='text'>I asked Jacob this evening if he missed his old school.  He told me he did, and he had five reasons why:

1.  He misses his old friends and is pretty sure it won't be long before he forgets all about them.
2.  He misses getting rewarded with Dependable Dolphins
3.  He says the school lunch is just not as good at the new school.
4.  The new school doesn't have ketchup (he swears)
5.  He says for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/2860543014167823377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=2860543014167823377' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/2860543014167823377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/2860543014167823377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2010/11/priorities.html' title='Priorities'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-2203542491844736556</id><published>2010-11-05T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T13:01:54.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scripture Study</title><summary type='text'>We recently started studying the scriptures as a family.  It may be slow going, and not all of us "get it" all the time, but this picture

makes it all worth it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/2203542491844736556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=2203542491844736556' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/2203542491844736556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/2203542491844736556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2010/11/scripture-study.html' title='Scripture Study'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RR3rAsh_Mb4/TNRaEGpIkCI/AAAAAAAAAPU/TuCDqiblg-c/s72-c/100_2320.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-5365241137207928692</id><published>2010-10-30T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T20:17:23.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><summary type='text'>Such a cute little witch! 

Venom and Iron Man 


Handsomest Villain I've ever seen

Cousins and Best Friends

Wait a second........

Much better!



  Don't touch my candy.......</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/5365241137207928692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=5365241137207928692' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/5365241137207928692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/5365241137207928692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2010/10/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RR3rAsh_Mb4/TMzcZfkXViI/AAAAAAAAAOs/P53wqlJKdqA/s72-c/100_2323.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-6751135688002329988</id><published>2010-10-21T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T17:48:30.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated Birthday</title><summary type='text'>For Austin's birthday, we gave him a gift certificate for a date with Mom at Create A Memory.  So last weekend, I finally got around to taking him down.  What a great place!  He had such a super time.  For $15 he got to pick a piece of pottery, paint it, and then they kilned it for us.  (You can pay up to $75 for some of the pieces, but the price is all inclusive for "sitting time", paint and the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/6751135688002329988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=6751135688002329988' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/6751135688002329988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/6751135688002329988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2010/10/belated-birthday.html' title='Belated Birthday'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RR3rAsh_Mb4/TMDdFWFZfYI/AAAAAAAAAOU/hiJBeh5f1hM/s72-c/100_2317.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-8310195267481363088</id><published>2010-09-11T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T19:22:42.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un-canny....</title><summary type='text'>I have a new found respect for my mother and her food storage.  My little sister and I attempted canning today, for the first time, for both of us.  First of all, let me say, don't ever attempt to can with another novice.  After 4 hours, two exploded jars, one emergency trip to Safeway and some creative input from my hubby,  we have 33 jars of pears, to split between the two of us.  My mother </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/8310195267481363088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=8310195267481363088' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/8310195267481363088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/8310195267481363088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2010/09/un-canny.html' title='Un-canny....'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-5066313810365856890</id><published>2010-08-08T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T20:44:31.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Priesthood Power</title><summary type='text'>Leah has been sick for almost a week.  For the first few days she ran a temper pushing 103 unless we had her doped up on Tylenol.  No stomach bug, no respiratory problems, just this horrid fever and body aches.  Yesterday we thought she was better, and even took her on our family outing for Austin's birthday party with the cousins.  But today she was warm and fussy again all day, and when she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/5066313810365856890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=5066313810365856890' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/5066313810365856890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/5066313810365856890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2010/08/priesthood-power.html' title='Priesthood Power'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-7111847230207872336</id><published>2010-07-09T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T22:34:13.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epiphany</title><summary type='text'>I used to be an athlete.  Not an All-Star or an MVP, but I was an athlete.  I ran track - hurdles, sprints, and relays -  but most of all, I played basketball.  I loved basketball. I had a shirt at the time that said:  "My dream house has hard wood floors..... and two hoops". (I actually think I still have it somewhere).  My junior and senior years of high-school, I pretty much lived basketball.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/7111847230207872336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=7111847230207872336' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/7111847230207872336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/7111847230207872336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2010/07/epiphany.html' title='Epiphany'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-8322687825888864478</id><published>2010-06-28T20:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T21:12:23.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15 Months</title><summary type='text'>What does 15 months look like??  Well around here, it looks like plenty of this.....and a lot of this......with plenty of smiles.....and a whole lot of trouble!My mischievous little Petunia is almost 16 months old, believe it or not, and pretty much rules the roost around here.  She is a handfulstrong-willeddeterminedpersistentbull-headedstubborn... starting to get the picture?  But she also is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/8322687825888864478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=8322687825888864478' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/8322687825888864478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/8322687825888864478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2010/06/15-months.html' title='15 Months'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RR3rAsh_Mb4/TClth9r-DWI/AAAAAAAAAN8/vY9wc5rbOMw/s72-c/100_2180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-5613674981678609535</id><published>2010-05-29T19:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T20:03:53.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Six 1st Graders, Wild Animals and Rain</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I volunteered to be a chaperon on Jacob's field trip to the Oregon Zoo.  I figured if I survived 75 kindergarten kids at the Butterfly House last year, this would be a walk in the park!Of course, being Memorial Day weekend in Oregon, it was raining.  Not a big deal, it wasn't terribly cold and of course the kids didn't mind.  There were three 1st grade classes on the trip, and someone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/5613674981678609535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=5613674981678609535' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/5613674981678609535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/5613674981678609535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2010/05/six-1st-graders-wild-animals-and-rain.html' title='Six 1st Graders, Wild Animals and Rain'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RR3rAsh_Mb4/TAHQZjGzOFI/AAAAAAAAANY/bk1_UUiGgVM/s72-c/100_2203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-7864584424683244975</id><published>2010-05-07T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T17:08:43.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Women's Conference</title><summary type='text'>Last week I went to BYU Women's Conference in Provo with two of my good friends, Chelsea and Holly. What an amazing experience! I came home rejuvenated and excited to set new goals and be a better person, wife and mom. We were able to stay with our good friend Jeneal, who moved back to Provo from Salem last summer. It was so great to see her and her adorable family! It was a crazy, fast weekend, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/7864584424683244975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=7864584424683244975' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/7864584424683244975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/7864584424683244975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2010/05/womens-conference.html' title='Women&apos;s Conference'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RR3rAsh_Mb4/S-SojEiE3OI/AAAAAAAAAMw/SbJKthMjnXo/s72-c/100_2171.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-5045550239852673778</id><published>2010-03-30T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T18:25:37.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Vacation</title><summary type='text'>The kids and I spent the last few days of spring break visiting my parents in Medford.  The weather was beautiful and the kids had a fabulous time.  Austin decided he was going to live there forever and started calling my parents Mom and Dad and referred to me as Grandma.  Jacob spent the better part of his time riding his bike, and Leah loved just being outdoors.  She left with a pretty big </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/5045550239852673778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=5045550239852673778' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/5045550239852673778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/5045550239852673778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-vacation.html' title='Spring Vacation'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RR3rAsh_Mb4/S7KjP-WI41I/AAAAAAAAAMI/eQh58UHlxGw/s72-c/100_2073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-56035590347934348</id><published>2010-03-20T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T11:55:09.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 3 Rules of Throw-Up</title><summary type='text'>1. It always happens in the middle of the night2. It almost always happens in my bed3. By morning, I am exhausted and my kids are miraculously curedI am starting to think my kids have started a conspiracy against me......</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/56035590347934348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=56035590347934348' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/56035590347934348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/56035590347934348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2010/03/3-rules-of-throw-up.html' title='The 3 Rules of Throw-Up'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-6751471851267953386</id><published>2010-03-12T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T17:44:47.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Petunia!</title><summary type='text'>One year ago today, I had a little baby girl.  We named her Leah Rae, after mine and my maternal grandma's middle names.  These days, though,  she rarely is called that.  Usually it's something like PetuniaBlossomSweet PeaPrincess(but not Princess Leah, for obvious reasons)PeanutDiva Trouble....Sunshine GirlThis little darling girl very quickly has become the center of our lives and our family.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/6751471851267953386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=6751471851267953386' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/6751471851267953386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/6751471851267953386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-birthday-petunia.html' title='Happy Birthday Petunia!'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-7800816111250010267</id><published>2010-03-01T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T15:03:25.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom, my hair is HILARIOUS</title><summary type='text'>Austin decided last night that he wanted to try and trim his own hair. I wish I had thought to capture what his snipping resulted in, but here is what he looks like now, after his dad had to shave the rest of his head to match the shortest part:Luckily this kid has a face that is gorgeous no matter what his hair looks like!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/7800816111250010267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=7800816111250010267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/7800816111250010267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/7800816111250010267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2010/03/mom-my-hair-is-hilarious.html' title='Mom, my hair is HILARIOUS'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RR3rAsh_Mb4/S4xHPr6TnJI/AAAAAAAAALo/yjV0oqLyiUI/s72-c/100_1991.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-8878957723212729237</id><published>2010-02-02T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T15:25:58.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This one is for my mother</title><summary type='text'>I had asked the boys on Sunday night to clean their room, so I could at least get to their beds to tuck them in. When I checked on their progress, it looked fabulous. Apparently when I was not looking, Austin had shoved everything he didn't feel like picking up into any nook and cranny he could find, because last night when I was in their room down on all four trying to find his wallet, this is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/8878957723212729237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=8878957723212729237' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/8878957723212729237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/8878957723212729237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-one-is-for-my-mother.html' title='This one is for my mother'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RR3rAsh_Mb4/S2izZrJHy0I/AAAAAAAAALY/fTDiCJMjsaU/s72-c/100_1943.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-5424947184446449584</id><published>2010-01-13T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T06:45:42.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Private</title><summary type='text'>Due to some weird stuff lately, I am going private with my blog.  Please let me know if you are interested in following and I will add you email to my list of "approved viewers".Thanks!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/5424947184446449584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=5424947184446449584' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/5424947184446449584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/5424947184446449584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2010/01/going-private.html' title='Going Private'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-8685611078748894777</id><published>2009-12-03T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T15:24:35.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Baby</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/8685611078748894777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=8685611078748894777' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/8685611078748894777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/8685611078748894777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2009/12/santa-baby.html' title='Santa Baby'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RR3rAsh_Mb4/SxhIpxCV3UI/AAAAAAAAALI/zyIHdRZEZA0/s72-c/100_1896.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-3551389835181538710</id><published>2009-11-24T14:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T14:44:56.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret Agent Man</title><summary type='text'>I love that my boys are best friends, and come up with the darnedest games to play, like this... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/3551389835181538710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=3551389835181538710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/3551389835181538710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/3551389835181538710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2009/11/secret-agent-man.html' title='Secret Agent Man'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RR3rAsh_Mb4/SwxhmICoEDI/AAAAAAAAAKw/AouvvcSVogQ/s72-c/100_1875.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-6109105211604885298</id><published>2009-11-22T18:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T19:03:24.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buddies</title><summary type='text'>Last week we had some good friends over to play.   My friend Chelsea has 2 girls and a boy, we have 2 boys and a girl, and I realized as they were playing that they are all just within 6 months in age of their respective "playmate".  So of course, I had to take some pictures.  Plus, they all 6 are just such stinkin' cute kids! Jacob (6) and Ashleigh (5+).  Ashleigh was Jake's first kiss, on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/6109105211604885298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=6109105211604885298' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/6109105211604885298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/6109105211604885298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2009/11/buddies.html' title='Buddies'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RR3rAsh_Mb4/Swn5HNnWdgI/AAAAAAAAAKY/6kdb3jdJ-Us/s72-c/100_1887.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-3589696368711511092</id><published>2009-11-07T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T14:44:35.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before and After</title><summary type='text'>When we first bought our house almost 3 years ago, we were excited at the prospect of having hardwood floors throughout the living and bedroom areas.  Unfortunately, when we actually got into the house and started moving in, we realized that the floors had never been treated or sealed and were disgustingly dirty.  With no time or money left to carpet before moving in, we bought a piece off the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/3589696368711511092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=3589696368711511092' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/3589696368711511092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/3589696368711511092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2009/11/before-and-after.html' title='Before and After'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RR3rAsh_Mb4/SvX1Yi53sUI/AAAAAAAAAKA/T6RJ9VboHeo/s72-c/100_1866.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-7662392175342612381</id><published>2009-11-03T20:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T20:35:12.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2009</title><summary type='text'>Austin the Rhino-Man  All the little cousins trunk-or-treated together this year:Leah, Isaiah, Austin, Jake, Skaidy, Caden, Jojo, Syd, Hannah, Tyler, and Sadie (in front) Jojo, Caden and Isaiah Jake the vampireProfessor Trelawney aka Hannah(I hope I spelled this right...apparently I am not hip enough to the Harry Potter stuff to know who she was without being told)Princess SkaidyJake and his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/7662392175342612381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=7662392175342612381' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/7662392175342612381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/7662392175342612381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-2009.html' title='Halloween 2009'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RR3rAsh_Mb4/SvECceiaofI/AAAAAAAAAJA/sRvYewAKbSk/s72-c/100_1850.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-2259334076105977177</id><published>2009-10-23T14:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T07:36:08.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Dress</title><summary type='text'>I was laying down on my bed the other day staring into my closet, looking at the bag that holds my wedding dress. Even though it has been 7+ years since I wore it down the aisle, it still hangs in the bag I brought it home from the dress store in. It has long been on my mind to find a better way to store it, but as with many other non-urgent matters, it long ago fell off my to-do list, giving way</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/2259334076105977177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=2259334076105977177' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/2259334076105977177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/2259334076105977177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2009/10/wedding-dress.html' title='Wedding Dress'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-571648227273793351</id><published>2009-09-13T19:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T19:41:39.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Words To Live By</title><summary type='text'>"Dear Heavenly Father..... thank you for everything that happens, except the naughty stuff... even the naughty stuff, 'cuz that helps us learn"                                                                  ----- Jacob Barnhart, age 6</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/571648227273793351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=571648227273793351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/571648227273793351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/571648227273793351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2009/09/words-to-live-by.html' title='Words To Live By'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-3466471220930070258</id><published>2009-09-11T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T22:23:07.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Grade</title><summary type='text'>  "I can't believe I'm 6 years old!"  This is what my son tells me at the end of his first week of 1st grade.  If he could only imagine how strange it is for me as well that my 1st born is in 1st grade...  riding the bus to and from school, lunch with his friends, not getting home until 4:00!  He loves school and tells me that his teacher, Mrs. Beckley, gets prettier everyday.  I hope we can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/3466471220930070258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=3466471220930070258' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/3466471220930070258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/3466471220930070258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2009/09/1st-grade.html' title='1st Grade'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RR3rAsh_Mb4/SqswOvmB2tI/AAAAAAAAAH4/dEfAli39KL8/s72-c/100_1804.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-8201547363477134529</id><published>2009-08-29T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T20:59:12.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 years old!</title><summary type='text'>Happy Birthday to my Jake - tomorrow he will be 6 years old! It is so hard to believe it was 6 years ago that I became a mother for the first time. He has been such a joy and he makes me proud every day to be his mom. He has the biggest heart and is a fierce protector of the people he loves.  He loves to help, and wants to make us happy.  He is so smart, and loves to learn!  In a week and a half </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/8201547363477134529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=8201547363477134529' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/8201547363477134529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/8201547363477134529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2009/08/6-years-old.html' title='6 years old!'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RR3rAsh_Mb4/Spn0QHZY0yI/AAAAAAAAAHI/xwT2Jr6Bpjw/s72-c/100_1783.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-8718130353823665457</id><published>2009-07-29T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T18:41:42.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer and boys</title><summary type='text'>So this it what it looks like when your son discovers the joy of mud, head to toe: and when there have been one too many hot days and late nights in a row:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/8718130353823665457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=8718130353823665457' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/8718130353823665457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/8718130353823665457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-and-boys.html' title='Summer and boys'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RR3rAsh_Mb4/SnD5o40_sDI/AAAAAAAAAG4/cgib6O_V7VA/s72-c/100_1767.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-6912999443876308635</id><published>2009-07-17T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T19:39:38.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Soon</title><summary type='text'>"Our family is just going to get bigger and bigger.  Pretty soon I am going to have kids, then they will grow up......Mom, can you teach me how to be a parent?"Jacob Barnhart, age 5 3/4 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/6912999443876308635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=6912999443876308635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/6912999443876308635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/6912999443876308635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2009/07/too-soon.html' title='Too Soon'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-4815512274817484705</id><published>2009-07-15T18:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T18:06:43.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Absolutely Hilarious... you have to watch this!</title><summary type='text'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T_UxhPbMyy8</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/4815512274817484705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=4815512274817484705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/4815512274817484705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/4815512274817484705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2009/07/absolutely-hilarious-you-have-to-watch.html' title='Absolutely Hilarious... you have to watch this!'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-5312434463501739244</id><published>2009-07-11T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T21:09:35.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 months old!</title><summary type='text'>Our Lil' Blossom is 4 months old already! It never seems possible that their baby-hood will fly so fast but it always does. One of her first big milestones came about a month ago when she started sleeping through the night - God bless her she will do 12 hours at a stretch most nights. You may all drool with jealousy now :)The last couple of weeks have held some pretty big milestones, baby-wise. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/5312434463501739244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=5312434463501739244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/5312434463501739244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/5312434463501739244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2009/07/4-months-old.html' title='4 months old!'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RR3rAsh_Mb4/SllHl05dQvI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Eo3CIeSQg4E/s72-c/100_1742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-6145329556383355020</id><published>2009-07-01T17:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T18:03:41.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Step Closer</title><summary type='text'>In the fall of 2007 when Brandon lived with us, we started converting the storage area on the back porch to a spare room for him. He left before it ever got completed, and Brian promised me that when it was finally done, it could be my craft room (when it wasn't serving as a guest room). So, it was finished (at least to a usable stage) in November, and I haven't spent any more time in it other </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/6145329556383355020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=6145329556383355020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/6145329556383355020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/6145329556383355020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-step-closer.html' title='One Step Closer'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RR3rAsh_Mb4/SkwHX3EVvXI/AAAAAAAAAGg/6HLeTaBEglY/s72-c/100_1705.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-6802493970774040988</id><published>2009-06-29T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T15:26:30.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nudity and JIF peanut butter</title><summary type='text'>Today when I got home from work, Austin was sitting on the couch watching TV. This is where I usually find him at that time - he is either winding down for, or waking up from a nap. Today he was alone, as Brian was putting Leah down and Jake was already dozing. Austin apparently had decided he was hungry........ and over dressed. He was sitting on the couch stark raving naked with the peanut </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/6802493970774040988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=6802493970774040988' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/6802493970774040988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/6802493970774040988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2009/06/nudity-and-jif-peanut-butter.html' title='Nudity and JIF peanut butter'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-4343590997929998433</id><published>2009-06-21T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T14:31:43.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eternity</title><summary type='text'>What a fabulous, beautiful, glorious, amazing, wonderful, exciting, thrilling, awe inspiring, grateful, incredible weekend! The little family I never thought I could love more is now mine for forever and eternity and I love them more today than I ever thought possible...Thank you to my amazing parents for their love and support, and to everyone who shared in making this the incredible experience </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/4343590997929998433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=4343590997929998433' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/4343590997929998433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/4343590997929998433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2009/06/eternity.html' title='Eternity'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RR3rAsh_Mb4/SkFJuCAZ6MI/AAAAAAAAAGY/NHAmmUihzuc/s72-c/IMG_0002b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-4691924482549168681</id><published>2009-06-17T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T14:12:36.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From my childhood to theirs...</title><summary type='text'>The FortWhen I was young, my siblings and I would make great forts in the living room with the dining room table, chairs, blankets and sheets. They would be our secret hideouts, with nooks and tunnels and we loved them. Sometimes we even built them outside with the picnic table and old quilts and slept outside. One rainy day this winter, I introduced this past time to my boys. Their first </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/4691924482549168681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=4691924482549168681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/4691924482549168681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/4691924482549168681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2009/06/from-my-childhood-to-theirs.html' title='From my childhood to theirs...'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RR3rAsh_Mb4/SjlaW33LvHI/AAAAAAAAAF4/PUNEPbNC3l8/s72-c/100_1695.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-4081891809844297486</id><published>2009-06-12T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T20:24:03.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Musings...</title><summary type='text'>Last night was kindergarten graduation. It seems it was just yesterday I was blogging about how emotional I was for my baby to start school and now I can't believe he is done with his first year. They had an adorable program where they all stood up and sang the songs they have been learning all year. At the end, they each walked across the stage to receive a "Certificate of Graduation" as Mrs. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/4081891809844297486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=4081891809844297486' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/4081891809844297486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/4081891809844297486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2009/06/random-musings.html' title='Random Musings...'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-2005138011542430576</id><published>2009-05-29T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T15:00:02.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids say the darndest part two...</title><summary type='text'>Jake:  Dad, I have good news for you!Brian: What's that bud?Jake:  Someday, if you want to take us to the park, I will let you!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/2005138011542430576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=2005138011542430576' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/2005138011542430576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/2005138011542430576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2009/05/kids-say-darndest-part-two.html' title='Kids say the darndest part two...'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-5720985186092040477</id><published>2009-05-20T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T14:53:00.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So I'm trying to be grateful.....</title><summary type='text'>for the changes in our lives. As most of you probably know, Brian was laid off work 2 weeks before our little sunshine baby was born. And I had to go back to work when she was only 6 weeks old. So needless to say, the joyful arrival of our baby girl has been surrounded by some pretty stressful times in the Barnhart house. But, amidst all of that, we have seen some amazing blessings, so I am going</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/5720985186092040477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=5720985186092040477' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/5720985186092040477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/5720985186092040477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-im-trying-to-be-grateful.html' title='So I&apos;m trying to be grateful.....'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-8684023151247767106</id><published>2009-04-14T11:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T11:23:18.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Pics</title><summary type='text'> This was about the happiest Leah was all day...  Austin's wardrobe is never complete without a peanut butter mustache!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/8684023151247767106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=8684023151247767106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/8684023151247767106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/8684023151247767106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-pics.html' title='Easter Pics'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RR3rAsh_Mb4/SeTUIrdFwzI/AAAAAAAAAFI/LCHMCqjq85s/s72-c/100_1601.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-4690584037327916568</id><published>2009-04-14T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T11:15:25.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have to brag...</title><summary type='text'>at least just a little. For Valentine's Day we got the boys puzzles, which they loved. They were each 24 pieces, which Jake pretty much blew through and Austin did really well with (with no help from M&amp;D for either of them). So for Easter, The Bunny brought them each another one, this time a 60 piece one for Jake and another 24 piece one for Austin. First of all, I have to say puzzle time is the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/4690584037327916568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=4690584037327916568' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/4690584037327916568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/4690584037327916568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-have-to-brag.html' title='I have to brag...'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RR3rAsh_Mb4/SeTSqxVilQI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7-t-lcE4xhQ/s72-c/100_1605.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-5928048151027746622</id><published>2009-04-07T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T11:19:32.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My email sucks and won't let me attach any photos to send out, so for all the people I have tried to email pics to, here you go! Austin loves to hold his sister... for about 45 seconds at a time! "Mom I'm done!" Jake would hold her all day if I let him, and has successfully soothed her with his rendition of "M-O-M spells Mom, D-A-D spells Dad" song. Relaxing with Dad Sleeping in her bassinette </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/5928048151027746622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=5928048151027746622' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/5928048151027746622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/5928048151027746622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-email-sucks-and-wont-let-me-attach.html' title=''/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RR3rAsh_Mb4/Sdv_0txvR4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/7yZqOvtNksM/s72-c/100_1576.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-60172808359755668</id><published>2009-03-17T11:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T20:50:07.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing...</title><summary type='text'>Baby Leah! She is here, happy and healthy. She arrived on March 12th, at 1:30 pm, weighed in at just 7 lbs and 4 oz, and is 19 inches long. She has a full head of very dark hair and we think she is the most beautiful thing ever!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/60172808359755668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=60172808359755668' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/60172808359755668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/60172808359755668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2009/03/introducing.html' title='Introducing...'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RR3rAsh_Mb4/ScW1ZENGrMI/AAAAAAAAAD4/aQo7ybC7qS4/s72-c/Leah18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961681404012897961.post-7411628886726134713</id><published>2009-02-12T19:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T19:35:22.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It never ceases to amaze me...</title><summary type='text'>the things that people will say to a pregnant woman!  More so even than people who assume your belly is fair game for fondling.  It's as if when you sprout a belly, you also grow a sign on your forehead that gives people carte blanch to say the most ridiculous things to you.  Never mind that this is probably the least safe time to take verbal liberties with a woman packed with hormones and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/feeds/7411628886726134713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2961681404012897961&amp;postID=7411628886726134713' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/7411628886726134713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2961681404012897961/posts/default/7411628886726134713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2barnhartboys.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-never-ceases-to-amaze-me.html' title='It never ceases to amaze me...'/><author><name>Marcie@This Girls Intentional Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16011285587337908526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
