<?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-31854055616964291</id><updated>2011-07-28T16:55:44.230-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Howell Family News</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567142546664665869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/SYDtdEDXlnI/AAAAAAAADC8/fxy7U6SR5D0/S220/vintagepinupphotosm.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>95</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-7782030867743225301</id><published>2010-09-18T05:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T05:28:52.666-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To The Dad</title><content type='html'>Hey Dad, i hope your birthday was real good.  It would have been nice to give you somethin big.  Thanks for all that you do for me and for all of us kids.  You taught me a lot of things dad, but one thing i think that i really learned from watching you is that you always try to make others happy.  You always taught us to be nice and to not fight.  I'm so glad you are my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have also always been the best source for some laughs.  If we ever needed anyone to make fun of you always came through with something.  You are such a fun guy to be around.  Thanks for always making us laugh.  You always used to do things with me when i was little.  I'd always go to the store with you and help you do whatever you were doing.  You'd always let me help you steer the car even when i was pretty little.  Thanks for always wanting to do fun things with me, i never really remember you telling me that you were too busy for me or anything like that.  I could always ask you to do something and you'd be right there to do it with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why dad, but i'm just having a hard time saying what i want to say.  There are lots of things you've done for me and memories of you being a great dad.  Its hard for me to express to you how valuable you have been in my life.  Thank you for all the help you gave me.  You didn't get mad at me or yell at me.  When i made my mistakes you just wanted to help me.  You did help me a whole lot dad.  There were times when i really needed a dad to help direct me and tell me that i was still ok and i could make everything right.  I'm glad you were there to help me with my struggles in life dad.  I owe you lots for all you've done for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being a great example dad.  I wish things could have been easier for you in life as a dad.  You had a hard time sometimes with jobs and stuff like that and i'm glad you are the man you are to get through it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to be able to say more, but 1, i have to go to work, and 2, i have to go to work.  But, i love you dad.  I could say thanks a whole lot more times but it wouldn't really do the trick.  I hope you know that i love you and your family loves you.  I would do anything to help you if you needed.  You've always been there for me and i always want to follow your example and be there for you.  Thanks for teaching me the gospel and what is right and wrong.  I wouldn't have ended up where i am now without you buddy.  I know you wondered sometimes when i made mistakes in life if there was something you did wrong as a dad.  You did a great job as a dad though, and i owe you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you dad.  I'm glad you are my friend.  I'm glad we can do things together.  Have a great birthday time, and be good.&lt;br /&gt;love, Geoff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-7782030867743225301?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/7782030867743225301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=7782030867743225301&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/7782030867743225301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/7782030867743225301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/09/to-dad.html' title='To The Dad'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01967107248852643948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/Sxvs_syC8lI/AAAAAAAABrE/ZHswwgrzLXY/S220/Geoff1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-1900675898169921678</id><published>2010-09-17T14:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T14:09:14.383-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Dad</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Dad.&amp;nbsp; I hope you had a great day.&amp;nbsp; Thanks for all you do for me.&amp;nbsp; Here are some thoughts and memories I have:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My favorite memory is when I was little and went with you when you were looking for a job.&amp;nbsp; I felt very important.&amp;nbsp; I remember that we got to eat in some cafeteria too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I always liked riding on your shoulders.&amp;nbsp; I don't remember exactly when I got too big for you to carry me anymore.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I loved it when you coached my soccer teams.&amp;nbsp; You did a great job.&amp;nbsp; It means a lot to me that you cared enough to spend time to do that.&amp;nbsp; I'll always remember the year that we took 1st place fall and spring, and won the Commissioner's Cup.&amp;nbsp; And that we were undefeated except for the game that I had to leave at halftime for some violin thing (and we ended up tying that game).&amp;nbsp; Even though you hadn't played a lot of soccer yourself, you were always prepared and made sure our team did well and had fun.&amp;nbsp; You were the best coach I had.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss working out with you at the bubble.&amp;nbsp; That was a lot of fun.&amp;nbsp; And playing racquetball.&amp;nbsp; I'm glad that you have been able to work hard and get in shape.&amp;nbsp; It's neat that you can enjoy doing your races.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I remember one time before school (I think I was in 7th grade).&amp;nbsp; I was getting in trouble like usual, and you tried to whip me with a belt.&amp;nbsp; I was trying to get away, and you ended up getting me right across the face.&amp;nbsp; It left a pretty good welt.&amp;nbsp; I think you felt really bad about it.&amp;nbsp; When you were dropping me off at school, I asked if you had a dollar I could have.&amp;nbsp; You gave me one.&amp;nbsp; For the next while, when you would drop me off, I would usually ask for a dollar or some change so I could buy some candy or a soda.&amp;nbsp; You would always give me some.&amp;nbsp; I guess what I'm trying to say is that getting whipped in the face worked out pretty well for me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm glad that you came on several camping trips with me for scouts and young mens.&amp;nbsp; Not a lot of dads came to stuff like that.&amp;nbsp; We had a lot of fun on those, and we made a lot of good memories.&amp;nbsp; I also remember how much everyone else loved you going camping with us too.&amp;nbsp; All of the young men enjoyed you being around.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You were always generous and giving to us.&amp;nbsp; I know we didn't have a lot when I was growing up.&amp;nbsp; Whenever we didn't have enough of something, you never hesitated to go without.&amp;nbsp; Whenever any of us asked you for something, you gave it to us.&amp;nbsp; You always wanted us to be happy and taken care of.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm sure I'm forgetting lots of stuff.&amp;nbsp; You taught me how to drive with your old silver Ford (with its touchy clutch), we wrestled and I ended up with stitches in the back of my head, hearing your stories of growing up by Bear Lake, etc.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, thanks for being my Dad.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Dad'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15781236007402210411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ezDCf7LEvw4/SAUfbSg5AnI/AAAAAAAAADY/0HhnpJLyybA/S220/DSCN0966.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-424902016379440489</id><published>2010-09-16T11:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T12:07:38.618-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To my favorite dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One more rhyme and that is it,&lt;br /&gt;For you Dad, I'll write a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;Why are there so many birthdays in a year?&lt;br /&gt;I feel like writing poems has become my career.&lt;br /&gt;But Dad, it's your birthday and you are great.&lt;br /&gt;Remember when you made me clean my whole plate?&lt;br /&gt;It was carrots, and I didn't like them too well.&lt;br /&gt;They came back up and I said farewell&lt;br /&gt;To eating cooked carrots ever again.&lt;br /&gt;Not in the kitchen and not in the den.&lt;br /&gt;But I feel like I've gotten off topic a bit.&lt;br /&gt;It happens too easy, I have to admit.&lt;br /&gt;You're an awesome Dad, and an inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;There's one thing you aren't, and that is Haitian.&lt;br /&gt;Not many people can do what you do,&lt;br /&gt;Whether they're twenty or a hundred and two.&lt;br /&gt;You do all those races and other fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;All of that working out's making you buff.&lt;br /&gt;You're a wonderful man, and you're very kind.&lt;br /&gt;A better Dad, I could never hope to find.&lt;br /&gt;You're always willing to lend a hand,&lt;br /&gt;You helped me put a garden on my land.&lt;br /&gt;You're always there when I need you&lt;br /&gt;Even when I didn't have a clue&lt;br /&gt;About how much you did for us&lt;br /&gt;Even when you were a bit gaseous.&lt;br /&gt;Well, Dad, I think that's all I've got.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know I love you a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-424902016379440489?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/424902016379440489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=424902016379440489&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/424902016379440489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/424902016379440489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/09/to-my-favorite-dad.html' title='To my favorite dad'/><author><name>Brenda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4R6RWENgiE/Sq7XcDlkVcI/AAAAAAAAC1k/n6ggpV5WbVQ/S220/342976611.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-4759759069439246133</id><published>2010-09-16T10:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T10:11:20.264-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Papa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DwSq9jNyW-M/TJI-F8gYK4I/AAAAAAAAATI/TMxy3MCWnpI/s1600/Ragnar+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DwSq9jNyW-M/TJI-F8gYK4I/AAAAAAAAATI/TMxy3MCWnpI/s640/Ragnar+1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't trade my Papa for anyone!&amp;nbsp; I'm glad to be a part of your family and to follow your example.&amp;nbsp; I have many good memories with you throughout the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I remember the love and support that you gave me on my mission.&amp;nbsp; It was always good to get your letters and emails.&amp;nbsp; It was good to hear how you went to the temple often and how your callings were going.&amp;nbsp; It was great to hear a couple of your mission experiences too.&amp;nbsp; Thanks for taking care of my finance stuff while I was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember waking up to do newspapers.&amp;nbsp; It taught me how to be dedicated and do thing even if I didn't want to do them.&amp;nbsp; I was happy to get a little spending money when I was little.&amp;nbsp; A lot of that went to candy, but I did pay tithing and learned how to save.&amp;nbsp; I remember going to America First to open up a savings account.&amp;nbsp; I felt so rich with that minimum of $25 in there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember playing racquetball a couple times with you.&amp;nbsp; We should have played more because it was fun and you were getting better at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a great experience to run in the Ragnar Race with you.&amp;nbsp; You've given me tons of invites for the triathlons and races that you do and I was glad I committed to do one.&amp;nbsp; You're a great example of setting goals and getting them accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've enjoyed the few lunches that we've been able to go on and talk.&amp;nbsp; I'm not always eager to talk about dating and stuff like that, but we have had some great talks and I value your counsel and your advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that kids don't really notice and appreciate as they're growing up is how much their Dad does for them.&amp;nbsp; I'm not sure I'd want to calculate how much I've cost, but I'm sure I'd never be able to repay it all.&amp;nbsp; Thanks for sacrificing your time and going to work so that we could have an enjoyable life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is great to have a father that I can emulate and follow.&amp;nbsp; I know that you can lead our family back to our Heavenly Father.&amp;nbsp; Thanks again for your testimony and all that you have taught us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DwSq9jNyW-M/TJJBfD1HUlI/AAAAAAAAATQ/UkNF5dMYj0I/s1600/Ragnar+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DwSq9jNyW-M/TJJBfD1HUlI/AAAAAAAAATQ/UkNF5dMYj0I/s400/Ragnar+2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-4759759069439246133?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/4759759069439246133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=4759759069439246133&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/4759759069439246133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/4759759069439246133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-birthday-papa.html' title='Happy Birthday Papa!'/><author><name>Adam Howell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07210837221661232291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/image/adamhowell23/RcJJOkTW_PI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1JLz2rSJdyA/s288/Zions%20089.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DwSq9jNyW-M/TJI-F8gYK4I/AAAAAAAAATI/TMxy3MCWnpI/s72-c/Ragnar+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-6911400164258817329</id><published>2010-09-16T07:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T07:55:48.494-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Dad!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/TJIfm6suCFI/AAAAAAAAG9I/G0aH9biRE4g/s1600/DSC_1375.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="436" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/TJIfm6suCFI/AAAAAAAAG9I/G0aH9biRE4g/s640/DSC_1375.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, Dad... it's your birthday. And since you're the best dad a girl could ask for, I'm going to write some stuff here for you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that time when you went looking for me when I hadn't even reached curfew yet? And then when you got home and I was already there you were so mad at me? I joke about it, and think it was pretty funny, but what it really shows me is that you cared... a lot. Maybe even too much. :) I always knew that you loved me and were very concerned for my welfare, and that you wanted me to always be safe and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that time that you decided you wanted to run Wasatch Back? ;) I am still amazed that you got so many people to do it with you... including my run-hating husband. (Well, he &lt;i&gt;pretends&lt;/i&gt; to hate running.) It was such a neat experience for so many people, and it was all because of you. I was so proud of you during that race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of races... I am so proud of you for all of the races and triathlons you do. You are constantly challenging yourself, and pushing yourself to do something that I'm sure a few years ago would have seemed impossible. You are a big part of the reason I decided to run a marathon this year. (I'll let you know if I should thank you or curse you for that after Saturday). You are an inspiration to many people, and I'm always proud to tell people that my dad is a triathlete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things I could write about you... about how much I love talking to you, about how I love your tender heart (and thanks for helping mom give me the crying gene... ;), about how much I appreciate your desire to make everyone happy, even if it doesn't work all the time, and SO many more things. You are such a good example to me in so many ways, and I can honestly say that I am the luckiest girl in the world to have you as my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Dad! Happy Birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-6911400164258817329?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/6911400164258817329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=6911400164258817329&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/6911400164258817329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/6911400164258817329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-birthday-dad.html' title='Happy Birthday, Dad!!'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567142546664665869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/SYDtdEDXlnI/AAAAAAAADC8/fxy7U6SR5D0/S220/vintagepinupphotosm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/TJIfm6suCFI/AAAAAAAAG9I/G0aH9biRE4g/s72-c/DSC_1375.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-701861196375633568</id><published>2010-09-16T07:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T07:30:53.869-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY LOVE</title><content type='html'>I fell in love with you the first time I met you.  After our first date I told my parents that I had met the man I would marry.  They just laughed.  I enjoyed dating you, and always felt safe and secure.  I enjoyed those long talks about our families and about life.  We could talk about anything.  Most of all, I loved the look in your eyes, for that is the way that I knew you loved me, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been through some tough times together, things that could ruin us.  But our love grew, dispite hard times.  You have been a good father and a good husband.  You have sacrificed so much for us.  How many men would get up at 2:00 a.m. and go to work to support us?  You work hard, and also carry out your church callings faithfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being mine,&lt;br /&gt;Tammy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-701861196375633568?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/701861196375633568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=701861196375633568&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/701861196375633568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/701861196375633568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-birthday-my-love.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY LOVE'/><author><name>Ken - Tam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07373377431412333519</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-31854055616964291.post-6487854390291791</id><published>2010-08-31T20:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T20:27:50.954-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To Dallas</title><content type='html'>Hey i know i'm a couple days late but you should have warned me about your birthday saturday when i saw you. i have a hard time remembering things like that. i don't think i ever even knew when your birthday was before anyway. so happy birthday when it was your birthday. i didn't ride with you in a van and you didn't see me change clothes or smell my stink. BUT, i do still think you're cool. i'm glad you are part of the family. you have jumped right in and done lots of stuff with us and i'm glad. thanks for taking care of jason. i really hope you guys get the things you want. you have both been working really hard and sacrificing alot. you have lots of great things about you. so have a happy birthday time eh. love, geoff&lt;br&gt; 		 	   		  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-6487854390291791?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/6487854390291791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=6487854390291791&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/6487854390291791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/6487854390291791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/08/to-dallas.html' title='To Dallas'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01967107248852643948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/Sxvs_syC8lI/AAAAAAAABrE/ZHswwgrzLXY/S220/Geoff1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-364935855461141011</id><published>2010-08-29T22:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T22:50:54.110-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Dallas!!!</title><content type='html'>I hope that you have had a great birthday!  It has been good to have you in the family.  The Wasatch Back Relay was a lot of fun. I'm glad that we were in the same van and I could get to know you a little better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also a great experience to come to the temple with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-364935855461141011?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/364935855461141011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=364935855461141011&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/364935855461141011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/364935855461141011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthday-dallas_1009.html' title='Happy Birthday Dallas!!!'/><author><name>Adam Howell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07210837221661232291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/image/adamhowell23/RcJJOkTW_PI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1JLz2rSJdyA/s288/Zions%20089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-4697251991310116655</id><published>2010-08-29T14:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T14:24:40.374-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dallas, Dallas, Dallas</title><content type='html'>I am so glad I got to sit in a van with you for two days when we did Wasatch Back together. You got to smell me, watch me change my clothes, and listen to me whine and you still like me. I got to see you triumph over sickness, be strong, and laugh, and I like you even more than I did before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admire your athletic ability, and let's face it, you're gorgeous. The best thing about that is how humble you are... you are beautiful inside and out and I don't even think you know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope you have a wonderful birthday! Love you! Go put your feet up and relax. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-4697251991310116655?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/4697251991310116655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=4697251991310116655&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/4697251991310116655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/4697251991310116655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/08/dallas-dallas-dallas.html' title='Dallas, Dallas, Dallas'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567142546664665869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/SYDtdEDXlnI/AAAAAAAADC8/fxy7U6SR5D0/S220/vintagepinupphotosm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-1029527513628255892</id><published>2010-08-29T10:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T11:45:43.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Dallas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is your birthday, it's time for a rhyme&lt;br /&gt;Since not doing rhymes seems to be like a crime.&lt;br /&gt;So on this day, I hope you do something fun.&lt;br /&gt;Eat ice cream, go party, attend a luncheon.&lt;br /&gt;I remember our lunches at Cafe Rio.&lt;br /&gt;Did you like The Matrix with that character Neo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was always fun at our girl get-togethers,&lt;br /&gt;None of our time ever included feathers.&lt;br /&gt;You're a good mom and your kids are so cute.&lt;br /&gt;You also look good when you wear a swimsuit.&lt;br /&gt;You're athletic and fun and you seem to be happy,&lt;br /&gt;I don't think your arms are terribly flappy.&lt;br /&gt;Today is your day, and I hope it is great.&lt;br /&gt;A wonderful person was born on this date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-1029527513628255892?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/1029527513628255892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=1029527513628255892&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/1029527513628255892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/1029527513628255892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthday-dallas_29.html' title='Happy Birthday Dallas'/><author><name>Brenda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4R6RWENgiE/Sq7XcDlkVcI/AAAAAAAAC1k/n6ggpV5WbVQ/S220/342976611.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-419006110513318000</id><published>2010-08-29T08:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T08:56:50.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY DALLAS DEAR</title><content type='html'>Happy days will come to your all year.  (That's a Primary song.)  We hope you have a wonderful birthday.  You are a wonderful mother to Donovan, and a perfect second mother to the girls.  We have grown to love you over the past few years, thankful that Jason found you.  I'm proud of you, for all you have accomplished, all that you are.  Thanks for being you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Mom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-419006110513318000?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/419006110513318000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=419006110513318000&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/419006110513318000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/419006110513318000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-happy-birthday-dallas-dear.html' title='HAPPY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY DALLAS DEAR'/><author><name>Ken - Tam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07373377431412333519</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-31854055616964291.post-4289109395602327972</id><published>2010-08-29T08:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T08:49:55.967-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Dallas</title><content type='html'>I hope that you have a happy birthday.  It has been fun to be in races with you.  The 10k in Salt Lake, Ragner and the triathlon in Kamas.  You are a wonderful mother to the girls and to Donovan, I appreciate all that you do for your family.  Have a wonderful day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-4289109395602327972?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/4289109395602327972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=4289109395602327972&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/4289109395602327972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/4289109395602327972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthday-dallas.html' title='Happy Birthday Dallas'/><author><name>Ken - Tam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07373377431412333519</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-31854055616964291.post-8456363488527016342</id><published>2010-08-16T02:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T02:46:45.456-06:00</updated><title type='text'>For my Mom</title><content type='html'>I know this is very late.&amp;nbsp; I had a busy week last week with finals and everything, and I wanted to have time to write you a decent post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad to have you as my Mom.&amp;nbsp; You have done so many things for us.&amp;nbsp; You have always put your kids first.&amp;nbsp; Here are a few examples:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Even though we didn't have a lot of money, you paid for private violin lessons for us.&amp;nbsp; You wanted us to go as far as we could.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure that was a big sacrifice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You always made sure that we were fed.&amp;nbsp; You were always willing to drop whatever you were doing to cook me lunch.&amp;nbsp; I don't remember ever having to figure out a meal on my own.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You spent your spare time trying to make our lives better.&amp;nbsp; Many parents have hobbies, clubs, or many different activities that take up their time.&amp;nbsp; Your time was always for your kids.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You encouraged us to pursue whatever interested us.&amp;nbsp; You let me play soccer, basketball, track, and swimming.&amp;nbsp; You let me play drums in the band.&amp;nbsp; You always believed in me and made me feel like I was good at what I did.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I know that I was pretty difficult for you.&amp;nbsp; I'm sorry I caused you so much trouble.&amp;nbsp; I wish I could change all of that.&amp;nbsp; I guess I just don't like being told what to do.&amp;nbsp; It's kind of silly sometimes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that we are close now.&amp;nbsp; I really enjoy&amp;nbsp;being able to talk to you, whether its on the phone or in&amp;nbsp;person.&amp;nbsp; You always care about what I have to say, and what is going on&amp;nbsp;in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You taught us so well in so many different ways.&amp;nbsp; Some of the things I have already mentioned.&amp;nbsp; You taught all of your kids how to play the violin quite well.&amp;nbsp; You spent countless hours teaching us.&amp;nbsp; You taught us how to be disciplined with the violin.&amp;nbsp; I remember&amp;nbsp;getting up at 5:30 every morning to practice.&amp;nbsp; I remember listening to our violin tapes every night.&amp;nbsp; I remember you picking me up during school to go to my violin lesson.&amp;nbsp; You always had an egg sandwich with cheese and a glass of milk for me.&amp;nbsp; You taught us how to appreciate music and art.&amp;nbsp; You taught us how to share our talents with others.&amp;nbsp; I loved going to Heritage Place and playing for the old people.&amp;nbsp; I enjoyed playing our violins as a family in church.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You taught us how to be clean and organized.&amp;nbsp; You always kept the house very clean.&amp;nbsp; It was important to you.&amp;nbsp; You taught us to do well in school.&amp;nbsp; You taught us not to waste food.&amp;nbsp; You taught us that material things were not important.&amp;nbsp; You taught us to be respectful and well-behaved.&amp;nbsp; Most important, you taught is the gospel.&amp;nbsp; You taught us that we go to church every week, even if we are not feeling well.&amp;nbsp; You spent time with us at home, teaching us the stories from the scriptures.&amp;nbsp; You&amp;nbsp;have always been unwavering in your faith.&amp;nbsp; You have never spoke out against any of the teachings of the gospel.&amp;nbsp; You have always been willing to serve in callings and spend many hours preparing for them.&amp;nbsp; You always try to do what is right.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I know that you have made mistakes.&amp;nbsp; What impresses me is that you are willing to admit them and talk to others about how you are trying to do better.&amp;nbsp; And you always do better.&amp;nbsp; I know that takes strength, not weakness, to do that.&amp;nbsp; You have been a great example to me, and I wish I could do a better job following what you have taught me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most important things you have done for me is to care about when you feel like you have wronged me.&amp;nbsp; Many many times you have apologized to me for a particular situation.&amp;nbsp; You really make me feel like you care about me, and you care that you make the situation right.&amp;nbsp; Many of the times I have been at least as much to blame as you, but you don't seem concerned with that part.&amp;nbsp; It means a lot to me that you have done this for me.&amp;nbsp; I have had a lot of hard times in my life, and many times I have felt somewhat abandoned by my family.&amp;nbsp; You have been the one person that has really tried to resolve everything with me.&amp;nbsp; I know this probably sounds like I'm upset with everyone else and holding a grudge, but I'm not.&amp;nbsp; I don't think this paragraph makes sense or sounds good to anyone else, but I know that you know what I mean Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that this is long, and I know that I'm probably forgetting a few things.&amp;nbsp; I don't&amp;nbsp;think I've explained how I feel very well.&amp;nbsp; I just want you to know how much I love you and appreciate you.&amp;nbsp; You mean so much to me, and I know I often don't show it very well.&amp;nbsp; You have done so much for me, and I always know that you care.&amp;nbsp; To end, I want to share my favorite memory with you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My very favorite memory was when I was little.&amp;nbsp; When you would put me to bed, I would ask you to sing me a song.&amp;nbsp; You always ended up singing several songs for me.&amp;nbsp; Those were the times that I felt the most loved,&amp;nbsp;the most comforted, and the most peaceful.&amp;nbsp; This is a simple memory, and I can't really put into words how it made me feel, but I'll always&amp;nbsp;remember the love I felt from you.&amp;nbsp; I don't know the names of any of the songs you would sing, but every once in a while I'll hear one on the radio or a movie or something.&amp;nbsp; Any time I hear one, I think of you singing to me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-8456363488527016342?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/8456363488527016342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=8456363488527016342&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/8456363488527016342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/8456363488527016342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/08/for-my-mom.html' title='For my Mom'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15781236007402210411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ezDCf7LEvw4/SAUfbSg5AnI/AAAAAAAAADY/0HhnpJLyybA/S220/DSCN0966.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-5323276929818014262</id><published>2010-08-13T23:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T23:10:48.814-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap it would only let me post 2048 Characters on my phone. part 2</title><content type='html'>When you were a boss at the post office you didn't let authority change you. this is really a rare thing jason, but you act the same whether you are boss or not. whether you are leader or follower. i guess i'll wrap this up jason, but i want you to know i think you are a good man. you have a lot of strengths and good characteristics. i know you'll just keep growing and getting better and better. you've been an example of hard work and perseverance. thanks for treating me like an equal and not so much like a little brother. i hope you get to the places you strive to be in life. its a hard road sometimes but you.have shown you can push through to the goal ahead. keep on truckin jason and know i'm here for you if you need a push. happy birthday. love you. Ge&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; off&lt;br&gt; 		 	   		  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-5323276929818014262?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/5323276929818014262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=5323276929818014262&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/5323276929818014262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/5323276929818014262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/08/crap-it-would-only-let-me-post-2048.html' title='Crap it would only let me post 2048 Characters on my phone. part 2'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01967107248852643948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/Sxvs_syC8lI/AAAAAAAABrE/ZHswwgrzLXY/S220/Geoff1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-8768297946822221684</id><published>2010-08-13T22:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T22:59:33.180-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday Arnold. I mean Jason</title><content type='html'>Ok here's your no paragraph breaks birthday note in the last hour of your birthday. first jason, thanks for all the different things you taught me, like the proper care and handling of cds and dvds. it was a hard course but i'm glad i passed it. maybe you were like this to everyone else but it seems like you always trusted me with everything. all i had to do is ask you if i could use something of yours and you'd let me. your music and mother and video games and such. you would even let me use them when you were not there. this always has meant a lot to me. i know that could not have been an easy thing for you to do. i know how you are and how protective you are and have been of those things. all i ever had to do though was ask you and i never remember a time when you told me no. i hope i never lose that trust from you. thanks for taking me to concerts with you. i always thought that was great. boston is a band i've always liked since going with you. tool has not been so much a favorite band but i loved that experience of going to see them with you. that was crazy lets just say that. i hope you remember. thanks for always playing sports with me. i've always been small but you always seemed to want me to play too even when you were playing with your older friends. i remember playing football so the field across the street with your friends and you. i was just a really little guy but you still wanted me to come and play. it gave me a lot of confidence. maybe that's why nobody could catch me. some of my favorite times were playing hoop it up with you. there were so many other times i played with you its hard to list them all. but the point is, i don't think i'd be the kind of sports player i am today if it hadn't been for you. you never made me feel like i couldn't be better than anyone else. thank you for that jason. you also let me hang out with you and your friends every once in a while. i know you didn't have to do that but i really enjoyed calling hayes a dink. you do well as a boss and as a leader.&lt;br&gt; 		 	   		  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-8768297946822221684?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/8768297946822221684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=8768297946822221684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/8768297946822221684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/8768297946822221684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthday-arnold-i-mean-jason.html' title='Happy birthday Arnold. I mean Jason'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01967107248852643948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/Sxvs_syC8lI/AAAAAAAABrE/ZHswwgrzLXY/S220/Geoff1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-5001867909729980295</id><published>2010-08-13T15:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T15:26:39.468-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY FRIDAY THE 13th BIRTHDAY, JASON</title><content type='html'>It was a lucky Friday the 13th when you were born, and here it is again.  I loved being your mother, taking care of my precious little boy.  We were so proud of you while you were growing up.  You tried so hard, and were good in everything you set out to do.  Your 4th grade teacher, Mrs. Pratt said that you were talented, and could do anything.  You were super at soccer, fabulous on the violin, good at drawing, and smart in school.&lt;br /&gt;     You have gone through some pretty tough times in the last few years.  But you kept climbing up, getting through the trials, and bettering your life.  I'm proud of you for your accomplishments, but more proud of you for your tender heart.&lt;br /&gt;     As a little boy you seemed to be the most caring.  When I was sick, you expressed your concern, and wanted to help.  When I was pregnant with Adam, and could not do the housework, you always chose the hardest jobs.  Mindy was smart, and let you choose the harder jobs.  Imagine a little seven year old mopping the kitchen floor and scrubbing the bathroom willingly.&lt;br /&gt;     Thanks for being a good son, for your strength, for working so hard on our kitchen remodeling, for finding a good wife, and for being a good dad. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Mom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-5001867909729980295?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/5001867909729980295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=5001867909729980295&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/5001867909729980295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/5001867909729980295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-friday-13th-birthday-jason.html' title='HAPPY FRIDAY THE 13th BIRTHDAY, JASON'/><author><name>Ken - Tam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07373377431412333519</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-31854055616964291.post-8099682877074878421</id><published>2010-08-13T13:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T13:18:53.871-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jason</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday!  I hope you have a good day and get the chance to go out and do something fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-8099682877074878421?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/8099682877074878421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=8099682877074878421&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/8099682877074878421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/8099682877074878421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/08/jason.html' title='Jason'/><author><name>Brenda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4R6RWENgiE/Sq7XcDlkVcI/AAAAAAAAC1k/n6ggpV5WbVQ/S220/342976611.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-3360699945693124263</id><published>2010-08-13T10:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T10:43:38.268-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribute to Jason</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY JASON!!!  First of all, I wanted to thank you for your tribute to me on my birthday.  It meant a lot to me to know what you think of me.  I'm glad that we all have grown up and I'm not necessarily the little brother to tease, but that we are all friends.  I've certainly got good stories to tell about being the youngest and the teasing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we joke about you being an example of showing me all the things that I shouldn't do.  I want you to know though that there are so many things that I look up to you for and try to be like you in them.  While you didn't get done with school as fast as you wanted to, you have shown determination to finish while working and taking care of a family.  I try to have that dedication like you have shown.  You have a great family and a great wife.  I am so excited for the day that you are sealed in the temple.  You have made me want to find a wife like you have found and I'm excited to have a family like yours.  I don't know if I want to live in a townhouse though, especially with a weird back yard.  Your dedication to the Lord is very impressive.  Seeing you get the Melchizedek Priesthood and going to the temple with you have been a great strength to me as your little brother.  There are always times that we will make mistakes, but I have seen that you have consistently kept your faith in the Savior.  I want to be like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when all of us brothers used to share a room.  I would lay in bed listening to your music.  One of my favorite songs was Bridge over Troubled Water.  I admire your love and passion for things like music and sports.  I appreciate you asking me for help with your Calculus stuff.  You learned it well and you could have probably done it without me, but it really helped me feel needed and important.  I'm glad that we got an A.  :)  Thanks for inviting me to all the sports things that you've done.  I wish I had more time for them.  I think it would be fun to be on your softball team, maybe when things aren't as crazy with school and stuff then I can come and play again.  I remember that you jumped right in after I got home from my mission to welcome me home.  It was good to have my brothers there to do things with.  Also I appreciate the time you came and helped me move and juggle all my furniture up the elevators.  Oh, and you have shown me that when you're going bald, it looks good to shave it and keep it short.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last of all, I appreciate your love and care for the family.  I have enjoyed the times that we have really been able to talk and I have been able to get to know you better.  I value your advice in finances and life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a great oldest brother.  I love and respect you.  Thanks for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-3360699945693124263?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/3360699945693124263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=3360699945693124263&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/3360699945693124263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/3360699945693124263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/08/tribute-to-jason.html' title='Tribute to Jason'/><author><name>Adam Howell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07210837221661232291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/image/adamhowell23/RcJJOkTW_PI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1JLz2rSJdyA/s288/Zions%20089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-8359840784800611700</id><published>2010-08-13T00:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T00:31:53.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Jason!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/TGTkUVk7pDI/AAAAAAAAGww/pvOyw9LalZI/s1600/s-lake2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/TGTkUVk7pDI/AAAAAAAAGww/pvOyw9LalZI/s640/s-lake2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hey, old man! It's your birthday again. It's really strange how you keep having birthdays and getting older, and I don't. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I have to say thank you for is being my photography mentor. You've taught and encouraged me more than any other person. You could've been stingy, and not shared your knowledge with me, and never told me that I did anything well with photography, but instead you never held anything back, and never acted like I was horning in on your thing, even though I kind of was. I'll always be grateful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are generous far beyond what most people will do. I know there are many times when you have helped me out, and given me things, but a recent example that meant so much to me was when we shot that wedding together when Brandon's job situation was shaky. You gave me all the money even though you did the same amount of work. I know you could've used the money too, but you insisted. I guess it's only fair, since I gave you that balloon once when yours popped... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could list a lot of memories, but most of them would involve me being bossy and you not liking it. I did enjoy our times growing up when we weren't fighting... and those got to be more often as we both got older. I've enjoyed having you for my brother, and am so glad that we grew up to be friends. (It helps that I'm not babysitting you anymore, I think. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you lots, and hope you have the best birthday ever.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Your Big Bossy Sister&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-8359840784800611700?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/8359840784800611700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=8359840784800611700&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/8359840784800611700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/8359840784800611700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthday-jason.html' title='Happy Birthday, Jason!'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567142546664665869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/SYDtdEDXlnI/AAAAAAAADC8/fxy7U6SR5D0/S220/vintagepinupphotosm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/TGTkUVk7pDI/AAAAAAAAGww/pvOyw9LalZI/s72-c/s-lake2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-4907265624878187391</id><published>2010-08-13T00:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T02:33:53.456-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Jason</title><content type='html'>Jason,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you have a wonderful day and that you have a good day at work also.  It is kind of the pits that you have to work on your birthday don't you think?  We should all have our birtdays off so we can play.  Seriously now, you are a wonderful son and I am so glad that you are my son.  I appreciate all that you do for me.  My workout schedule that you gave me is great.  I enjoy talking to you and getting your help in understanding many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fun memory that I have with you is when we went to Missouri together.  You were such a good boy on the bus and was so good when you stayed at the relatives there while I looked for work.  You have such a kind and tender heart and so willing to help others.  You are a great dad to your children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you very much Jason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-4907265624878187391?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/4907265624878187391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=4907265624878187391&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/4907265624878187391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/4907265624878187391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthday-jason_13.html' title='Happy Birthday Jason'/><author><name>Ken - Tam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07373377431412333519</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-31854055616964291.post-3009869750762007384</id><published>2010-08-12T19:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T19:15:23.792-06:00</updated><title type='text'>For mom</title><content type='html'>Hey mom here's your birthday note finally. you forgot to email us to remind us to write you a birthday note. you can't get out of getting them though, we are smart kids, just a little slow no big deal. sorry this will all be one paragraph, i haven't been able to be at a computer so i'm doing this from my phone and can't do paragraph breaks. i hope you know how much you are loved mom. you are such a great woman and a great mom. i can't speak for everyone, but you are the best mom i've ever had. i love you so much and i know i can never repay you for what you have done for me. thank you for supporting me throughout my life with everything i have done, i always knew you were ready to be there by my side if i needed you, and you are still are there to help me. thank you for helping me through tough times in my life. you have helped me to be who i am. thank you for being so selfless and always putting your children before yourself. you are such a sweet lady mom and you are one of my favorite people. if there is ever something you need, please let me help so i can pay off some of my debt to you. thanks for always trying to make your kids and grandkids happy. you are such a fun person to do things with. thank you for all you have done for me and my family. i feel like i have just started with all the things that make you so great but i have already been typing this for a long time. i've always known you were a special person even when i was a little boy. i love you more than i can explain and always will. i'm sorry for any pain or worry i have caused you. i hope that you are always happy and that you have the great birthday you deserve. i love you mom. love your son, Geoffrey Brian&lt;br&gt; 		 	   		  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-3009869750762007384?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/3009869750762007384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=3009869750762007384&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/3009869750762007384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/3009869750762007384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/08/for-mom.html' title='For mom'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01967107248852643948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/Sxvs_syC8lI/AAAAAAAABrE/ZHswwgrzLXY/S220/Geoff1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-8887308217472865809</id><published>2010-08-12T11:31:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T11:56:34.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother Dear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another birthday has come and gone,&lt;br /&gt;And I missed it like a big moron.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite thing about this rhyme,&lt;br /&gt;Is how we'll pretend I wrote it on time.&lt;br /&gt;You might think writing poems is easy,&lt;br /&gt;But writing too many makes me feel queasy.&lt;br /&gt;But Mom, for you, I'll write one more.&lt;br /&gt;So print it out and put it in your drawer.&lt;br /&gt;You've always been a great big help,&lt;br /&gt;Especially when I had my whelp.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't have done it without your support.&lt;br /&gt;If we measured it, it'd equal a quart.&lt;br /&gt;Probably more than a quart, I would say.&lt;br /&gt;But I had to find a word that rhymed, okay?&lt;br /&gt;Kaitlyn loves when she gets to come stay with you.&lt;br /&gt;One thing I don't think you do is kung-fu.&lt;br /&gt;But you teach her a lot of cool things I can't do,&lt;br /&gt;If I have to teach her, I pretend I've the flu.&lt;br /&gt;It's fun to talk to you on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;That's something that's hard to do alone.&lt;br /&gt;So it's good when you pick up and talk back to me,&lt;br /&gt;Even though sometimes you get so busy.&lt;br /&gt;You're fun and you like to have a good laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Is your favorite animal by chance a giraffe?&lt;br /&gt;I'm amazed how you always kept everything clean.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think any of us got gangrene.&lt;br /&gt;You're good at music, dolls, and art.&lt;br /&gt;But the best part about you is your very kind heart.&lt;br /&gt;You're my favorite mom that I've ever had.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for all those times I was bad.&lt;br /&gt;This poem is at the end of the line,&lt;br /&gt;So I'll say thanks a lot for being mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-8887308217472865809?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/8887308217472865809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=8887308217472865809&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/8887308217472865809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/8887308217472865809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/08/mother-dear.html' title='Mother Dear'/><author><name>Brenda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4R6RWENgiE/Sq7XcDlkVcI/AAAAAAAAC1k/n6ggpV5WbVQ/S220/342976611.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-5727137366615607263</id><published>2010-08-11T18:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T19:00:23.562-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to my best Friend</title><content type='html'>Tam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you have a happy birthday.  You are a wonderful woman and I am so glad that you are my wife.  I am greatful for your example to me and for your desire to help others.  You are so kind to people and give so much of yourself.  I appreciate all that you do and that we are eternal companions.  You have such a love for all of our children and their spouses and for our grandchildren.  You are concerned for all they do and want the best for them.  You are so kind with the grandchildren and love to have them over and go to DI with them.  I am sure that they appreciate it.  You are so concerned about our children and how they are doing and for their spouses and how you can help them.  You are a wonderful example to me and I love you very much.  I am sorry that this is a day late.  I meant to post it yesterday but I got busy and then forgot.  Bad excuse I know.  I LOVE YOU!!!!!!   MORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-5727137366615607263?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/5727137366615607263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=5727137366615607263&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/5727137366615607263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/5727137366615607263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthday-to-my-best-friend.html' title='Happy Birthday to my best Friend'/><author><name>Ken - Tam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07373377431412333519</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-31854055616964291.post-7921435450950196478</id><published>2010-08-10T21:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T21:44:01.591-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mom!</title><content type='html'>Just for the record, Dad posted before I did, but I like the date to be right on birthday letters, so I'm predating this. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/TGNs2NBvUBI/AAAAAAAAGwo/6I_Nj0iDxJ8/s1600/s003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/TGNs2NBvUBI/AAAAAAAAGwo/6I_Nj0iDxJ8/s640/s003.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How lucky am I to have a mom who is also a best friend? Well, I'll tell you... I'm the luckiest girl in the world! I love that I can talk to you on the phone, you can send a letter, I can send an email, we can visit in person, and STILL have things to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that I can cry with you, or to you, and that you always listen. I always feel your love and approval of me, and that has got me through many times that I felt that I wasn't measuring up. I always know that my mom thinks I'm a good person, and that's worth a lot. :) You've always made me feel like I can accomplish anything I'd like to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you are beautiful, and appreciate when people say we look alike. I think you look a lot younger than your years, and would hardly know that you've celebrated another birthday. ;) You are an amazingly talented person, and I think you could do just about anything artistic and musical that you decided you wanted to do. You have such an eye for what works, and what is beautiful. I'm glad I inherited and learned a little of that from you, and only wish I had more of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope your birthday was as wonderful as you are. I love you so much, and am eternally grateful that you are my mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Mindy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-7921435450950196478?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/7921435450950196478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=7921435450950196478&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/7921435450950196478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/7921435450950196478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthday-mom.html' title='Happy Birthday Mom!'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567142546664665869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/SYDtdEDXlnI/AAAAAAAADC8/fxy7U6SR5D0/S220/vintagepinupphotosm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/TGNs2NBvUBI/AAAAAAAAGwo/6I_Nj0iDxJ8/s72-c/s003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-8097893917553375720</id><published>2010-08-10T13:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T13:48:31.022-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!!!</title><content type='html'>So, I totally wrote this on your birthday Mom!&amp;nbsp; (With Mindy's date trick)&amp;nbsp; I hope that you had a great birthday.&amp;nbsp; I think I take such a great Mom for granted.&amp;nbsp; When I really stop to think about all of the things that you have done for me, I can't believe how much love and sacrifice that you've shown.&amp;nbsp; You are truly my favorite mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my favorite memories are with you.&amp;nbsp; I remember having school before I was able to go to school.&amp;nbsp; You taught me well and gave me a great headstart.&amp;nbsp; I remember the times that we would sit and talk for a long time.&amp;nbsp; You are always able to listen and understand what I'm going through and I value your advice and opinion.&amp;nbsp; It was hard to take violin lessons from you, but I am so glad that you taught me so well.&amp;nbsp; The funny thing is that when I help other people with the violin, I use all of your teaching techniques because I remember them so well.&amp;nbsp; You have a gift for music, and you have a gift of being able to give that gift to others.&amp;nbsp; I loved playing duets with you.&amp;nbsp; It was so fun to sight read all the music at full speed and laugh when we couldn't keep up with ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember having to lift up my feet as you vacuumed the floor under them.&amp;nbsp; I remember helping you dust the house.&amp;nbsp; I remember you helping me go through my clothes.&amp;nbsp; I loved growing up in a house where everything was in it's place and where there was peace. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last of all, I remember how you taught me the gospel.&amp;nbsp; I know that I have a Heavenly Father that loves me because I learned about that love from my mom.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything Mom, and Happy Birthday!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-8097893917553375720?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/8097893917553375720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=8097893917553375720&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/8097893917553375720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/8097893917553375720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthday-mom_10.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!!!'/><author><name>Adam Howell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07210837221661232291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/image/adamhowell23/RcJJOkTW_PI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1JLz2rSJdyA/s288/Zions%20089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-7380472393141856447</id><published>2010-07-26T13:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T13:22:20.626-06:00</updated><title type='text'>T roy</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday back in the day it was your birthday Troy.  I know i missed it by a day or two, but still...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-7380472393141856447?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/7380472393141856447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=7380472393141856447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/7380472393141856447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/7380472393141856447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/07/t-roy.html' title='T roy'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01967107248852643948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/Sxvs_syC8lI/AAAAAAAABrE/ZHswwgrzLXY/S220/Geoff1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-5561757477803155378</id><published>2010-07-02T21:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T16:09:54.980-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Troy</title><content type='html'>I hope your birthday was a great one! &amp;nbsp;As we get older, they just keep getting better, right? &amp;nbsp;RIGHT?? &amp;nbsp;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-5561757477803155378?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/5561757477803155378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=5561757477803155378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/5561757477803155378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/5561757477803155378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-birthday-troy_02.html' title='Happy Birthday Troy'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567142546664665869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/SYDtdEDXlnI/AAAAAAAADC8/fxy7U6SR5D0/S220/vintagepinupphotosm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-1289510021310836742</id><published>2010-07-02T16:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T16:49:17.819-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TROY</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you have a great day!&amp;nbsp; It's good to know that we have an electrical engineer in the family.&amp;nbsp; Maybe someday I'll figure out some good questions to ask you but I don't have homework during the summer so you're off the hook.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-1289510021310836742?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/1289510021310836742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=1289510021310836742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/1289510021310836742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/1289510021310836742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-birthday-troy.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY TROY'/><author><name>Adam Howell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07210837221661232291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/image/adamhowell23/RcJJOkTW_PI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1JLz2rSJdyA/s288/Zions%20089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-1122426457458953419</id><published>2010-07-02T10:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T10:56:26.264-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to my love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's my turn for a poem, so I'll give it a whirl.&lt;br /&gt;I'm pleased you requested to marry this girl.&lt;br /&gt;You're the best guy I know; you're awesome, you're great.&lt;br /&gt;I love when you take me out for a date.&lt;br /&gt;It's great the way you put up with my quirks&lt;br /&gt;And being with you definitely has some perks.&lt;br /&gt;You're a great supporter so I can stay home.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I spend my time reading a tome.&lt;br /&gt;But mostly so I can be a mom to our kids.&lt;br /&gt;If there were an auction, I'd put lots of bids&lt;br /&gt;On you, and I'll tell you, I'd pay a lot.&lt;br /&gt;But that's mostly because you're just really hot.&lt;br /&gt;I love your eyes, your arms, and your smile.&lt;br /&gt;You beat out all the other guys by a mile.&lt;br /&gt;I love how you hug and hold me tight.&lt;br /&gt;Being with you feels just right.&lt;br /&gt;I've done a lot of fun things with you.&lt;br /&gt;But mostly I remember our trip to Europe for two.&lt;br /&gt;It all started with our flight on a plane,&lt;br /&gt;but my favorite part was walking along the Seine.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever we're doing, when I'm with you, I love it.&lt;br /&gt;And I'd do it lots more if our time would permit.&lt;br /&gt;I love cuddling with you and watching a movie.&lt;br /&gt;The way we like the same stuff is totally groovy.&lt;br /&gt;You're my very best friend, and that's no lie.&lt;br /&gt;I will love you until the day that I die.&lt;br /&gt;So happy birthday to the man who's my all.&lt;br /&gt;When I caught you, I think I caught quite a haul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-1122426457458953419?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/1122426457458953419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=1122426457458953419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/1122426457458953419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/1122426457458953419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/07/ode-to-my-love.html' title='Ode to my love'/><author><name>Brenda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4R6RWENgiE/Sq7XcDlkVcI/AAAAAAAAC1k/n6ggpV5WbVQ/S220/342976611.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-2925711115180062606</id><published>2010-06-12T07:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T15:17:39.569-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to the Love of My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/TBOF-RD6SZI/AAAAAAAAGk4/oujJAJscg30/s1600/s105.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/TBOF-RD6SZI/AAAAAAAAGk4/oujJAJscg30/s400/s105.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Brandon, you are my favorite. &amp;nbsp;I know I say that to you all the time, but it's true. &amp;nbsp;You're my favorite person to talk to, my favorite hand to hold. &amp;nbsp;You're my favorite face to see, my favorite to snuggle up to. &amp;nbsp;Every day I'm more in love with you than the day before, and I can't imagine my life without you in it. &amp;nbsp;You know exactly how to deal with my moods, and you always make me want to be better. &amp;nbsp;I love watching you be a dad, and I love watching you with babies. I am so grateful that you're a hard worker, and a good provider. &amp;nbsp;I miss you so much when you work a lot, but I'm also very proud of you. &amp;nbsp;I think you're amazing, and I don't know how you do such hard things (like function without sleep) day after day. &amp;nbsp;I love that you just know how to do so many things. &amp;nbsp;You are smart and handy, and very very sexy. &amp;nbsp;I love your handwriting. &amp;nbsp;I love watching you work hard (even if it scares me to death when you're on top of an icy roof, or swinging an axe.) &amp;nbsp;I love that you are strong in so many ways... physically, spiritually, emotionally, mentally. &amp;nbsp;You are my rock. &amp;nbsp;Thank you for being mine eternally. &amp;nbsp;I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-2925711115180062606?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/2925711115180062606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=2925711115180062606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/2925711115180062606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/2925711115180062606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday-to-love-of-my-life.html' title='Happy Birthday to the Love of My Life'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567142546664665869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/SYDtdEDXlnI/AAAAAAAADC8/fxy7U6SR5D0/S220/vintagepinupphotosm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/TBOF-RD6SZI/AAAAAAAAGk4/oujJAJscg30/s72-c/s105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-1113417985213730975</id><published>2010-06-12T01:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T01:51:13.397-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy birthday and so on.&amp;nbsp; I remember that one time we did that one thing.&amp;nbsp; That was fun.&amp;nbsp; I hope you have fun running the relay thingy next week.&amp;nbsp; I'll have fun not running it.&amp;nbsp; Thanks for this, that, and the other.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I just remembered a couple of things for reals.&amp;nbsp; First, the basketball tournament thing we did at the reunion.&amp;nbsp; I remember you blocking Scott Archibald's shot.&amp;nbsp; That was cool.&amp;nbsp; Second, that time at Grandma Howell's in Fish Haven where I tried to wrestle you.&amp;nbsp; That was cool for you.&amp;nbsp; I thought I was decently strong before that.&amp;nbsp; I felt like an eight-year-old girl.&amp;nbsp; Thanks a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-1113417985213730975?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/1113417985213730975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=1113417985213730975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/1113417985213730975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/1113417985213730975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday-and-so-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15781236007402210411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ezDCf7LEvw4/SAUfbSg5AnI/AAAAAAAAADY/0HhnpJLyybA/S220/DSCN0966.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-6948382511010412891</id><published>2010-06-11T21:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T21:40:53.820-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday B randon</title><content type='html'>Well Brandon, you've been around for a long time.  I was pretty much just a little guy when you met Mindy and became my brother in law.  Thanks for being a part of my life while i was growing up, and being a good example of a husband and father.  I appreciate you letting me come and stay with you guys quite a bit.  It was always fun.  I hope you have a happy birthday today for the last few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you guys get all the things you want in life.  Take care buddy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-6948382511010412891?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/6948382511010412891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=6948382511010412891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/6948382511010412891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/6948382511010412891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday-b-randon.html' title='Happy Birthday B randon'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01967107248852643948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/Sxvs_syC8lI/AAAAAAAABrE/ZHswwgrzLXY/S220/Geoff1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-830054021688197261</id><published>2010-06-11T15:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T15:59:12.925-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Brandon</title><content type='html'>I hope that you have a happy birthday.  I will see you next weekend!  It should be fun don't you think?  Really I am looking forward to it in a way and I am so glad that you are going to race.  I appreciate all of your support with our family and your efforts to take care of Mindy and your kids.  You are always working hard and doing your best.  Have a wonderful day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY, HAPPY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BRANDON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are thankful to have you in the family.  You are a really good husband to Mindy, a great Dad to your children, and a righteous Priesthood holder.  Thanks for always working hard to take care of your family.  We love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Mom Howell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-830054021688197261?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/830054021688197261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=830054021688197261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/830054021688197261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/830054021688197261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday-brandon_11.html' title='Happy Birthday Brandon'/><author><name>Ken - Tam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07373377431412333519</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-31854055616964291.post-3202762676844227967</id><published>2010-06-11T13:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T14:24:17.755-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Poem for Brandon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There once was a man named Brandon&lt;br /&gt;The guy who calls my sister hon.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe he calls her sweetie or dear,&lt;br /&gt;Pookie or snookums, but that's not why I'm here.&lt;br /&gt;I'm here because it's your birthday today.&lt;br /&gt;And I'd make you a sweater, but I can't crochet.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm writing a poem, even though it is tricky.&lt;br /&gt;I hope when it comes to poems that you're not picky.&lt;br /&gt;I hear you like to hunt and fish.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how to speak Yiddish?&lt;br /&gt;I don't, but sometimes I wish I could.&lt;br /&gt;It might make these birthday poems actually good.&lt;br /&gt;I like how you take care of your kids and your wife.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like you've given them a pretty good life.&lt;br /&gt;You're a hard worker, and that's really great.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when people are just dead weight.&lt;br /&gt;So, I feel like there has now been enough delay.&lt;br /&gt;I'll end this poem, and hope you have an awesome birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-3202762676844227967?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4R6RWENgiE/Sq7XcDlkVcI/AAAAAAAAC1k/n6ggpV5WbVQ/S220/342976611.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-2802429551693724798</id><published>2010-06-11T13:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T13:08:51.392-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Brandon!!!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that you are a part of our family. &amp;nbsp;I remember coming to visit you guys and helping you milk cows. &amp;nbsp;That was a fun experience. &amp;nbsp;I look up to you. &amp;nbsp;Thanks for all that you do for the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-2802429551693724798?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/2802429551693724798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=2802429551693724798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/2802429551693724798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/2802429551693724798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday-brandon.html' title='Happy Birthday Brandon!!!'/><author><name>Adam Howell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07210837221661232291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/image/adamhowell23/RcJJOkTW_PI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1JLz2rSJdyA/s288/Zions%20089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-8830151603065637119</id><published>2010-06-05T23:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T23:59:21.168-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>Um...happy birthday.&amp;nbsp; Of all the sister-in-laws in the world, you are one of them.&amp;nbsp; Thanks for not bugging me all of the time.&amp;nbsp; Uh.....sometimes you are kind of funny.&amp;nbsp; I like Allston.&amp;nbsp; He is a cool little kid.&amp;nbsp; And......it's nice that you seem happy all the time.&amp;nbsp; That is much better than being ornery or grumpy.&amp;nbsp; It's good that you come to all our family stuff, I guess.&amp;nbsp; It's good that you like Geoff a lot.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes he can be a little weird.&amp;nbsp; So yeah, happy birthday and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-8830151603065637119?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/8830151603065637119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=8830151603065637119&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/8830151603065637119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/8830151603065637119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15781236007402210411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ezDCf7LEvw4/SAUfbSg5AnI/AAAAAAAAADY/0HhnpJLyybA/S220/DSCN0966.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-5908410935974604436</id><published>2010-06-05T17:31:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T19:50:26.396-06:00</updated><title type='text'>belicia,  wife poo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/TAr-0oQ0kII/AAAAAAAACzY/DA7dkbgzFsE/s1600/Felicia27wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/TAr-0oQ0kII/AAAAAAAACzY/DA7dkbgzFsE/s320/Felicia27wall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479472076764254338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;happy birthday honey. i have missed you all day today while i've been working. thats one of my favorite things about you, i never get sick of you. you are always so fun to be with. no matter what we are doing its almost always fun. when i get home from work i'll put a picture of you on here so look again later. its the first picture i ever saw of you before i even met you. you look so pretty in this picture. the first time i met you i could tell you were different. the good different that i like, and someone i can be with. thanks for putting up with me all these many years and giving me so many good memories. you have so many good qualities and you probably don't even know about alot of them. sorry i couldn't make your birthday really special, i know you love fun birthdays. i feel bad i had to work. i hope you have had a good birthday anyway. i love you wife poo. we are meant to be. ps, its dus you're birthday. love deffy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-5908410935974604436?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/5908410935974604436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=5908410935974604436&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/5908410935974604436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/5908410935974604436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/06/belicia-wife-poo.html' title='belicia,  wife poo'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01967107248852643948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/Sxvs_syC8lI/AAAAAAAABrE/ZHswwgrzLXY/S220/Geoff1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/TAr-0oQ0kII/AAAAAAAACzY/DA7dkbgzFsE/s72-c/Felicia27wall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-4648391426749136908</id><published>2010-06-05T17:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T17:19:13.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Belicia</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Belicia!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you have a great day.&amp;nbsp; It has been nice to have you in the family because I'm not the youngest anymore.&amp;nbsp; You missed all the teasing parts of being the youngest though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for how involved you are with the family.&amp;nbsp; It's always good to have you visit and come to family activities and you have always been able to jump right in and have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-4648391426749136908?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/4648391426749136908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=4648391426749136908&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/4648391426749136908'/><link 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I'm running on no sleep and pure exhaustion right now. &amp;nbsp;If I say something wacky, please know I'll fix it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you have a wonderful birthday! &amp;nbsp;You are such a loving wife, and a caring mom to your two boys. &amp;nbsp;I'm excited that you will be adding a third soon... isn't it funny what life throws at you? &amp;nbsp;I'm sure you'll do great with three little monkeys, and you'll always be glad things turned out the way they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being so good to Geoff, and thank you for loving the Howell family. &amp;nbsp;Happy happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm going to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-9014748385311180067?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/9014748385311180067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=9014748385311180067&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/9014748385311180067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/9014748385311180067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday-felicia_05.html' title='Happy Birthday Felicia'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567142546664665869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/SYDtdEDXlnI/AAAAAAAADC8/fxy7U6SR5D0/S220/vintagepinupphotosm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-376864586161557687</id><published>2010-06-05T07:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T07:37:31.088-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Sister-in-law</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My name is Brenda and I'm here to say&lt;br /&gt;I'm s'posed to write a poem for your birthday.&lt;br /&gt;I love having you for a sister-in-law.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so very glad you married my bra.&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't mean the thing that holds my boobs&lt;br /&gt;Bra means brother, for all you noobs.&lt;br /&gt;I love to talk with you about books and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;When we talk, I never have to bluff.&lt;br /&gt;It's fun sharing my favorite hobby with you.&lt;br /&gt;Some day we should take a trip to Peru.&lt;br /&gt;You're fun to hang out with, you make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't trade you for a million and a half.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for doing my hair all those times.&lt;br /&gt;If you want, I could pay you in mimes.&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding, I think mimes are creepy.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't want to make you weepy.&lt;br /&gt;You're a great mom to your two sons.&lt;br /&gt;Your husband seems to love you tons.&lt;br /&gt;And why not?  You're a great gal.&lt;br /&gt;It's awesome that you are my pal.&lt;br /&gt;I wish we lived closer, I'd like to see you more.&lt;br /&gt;Driving an hour is sometimes a chore.&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much, I hope your day is great.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your day with your kids and your mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-376864586161557687?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/376864586161557687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=376864586161557687&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/376864586161557687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/376864586161557687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/06/sweet-sister-in-law.html' title='Sweet Sister-in-law'/><author><name>Brenda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4R6RWENgiE/Sq7XcDlkVcI/AAAAAAAAC1k/n6ggpV5WbVQ/S220/342976611.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-306916406971075187</id><published>2010-06-04T21:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T21:50:43.118-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Felicia</title><content type='html'>Felicia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you have a happy birthday.  We appreciate all that you do.  Have a good day and get lots of rest.  You are so busy with your boys and have such a handfull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, FELICIA!&lt;br /&gt;We hope you have a very good day.  Thanks for all you do.  We have grown to love you, and also the sweet little boys that you have.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Mom Howell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-306916406971075187?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/306916406971075187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=306916406971075187&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/306916406971075187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/306916406971075187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday-felicia.html' title='Happy Birthday Felicia'/><author><name>Ken - Tam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07373377431412333519</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-31854055616964291.post-1553010855409311743</id><published>2010-05-19T12:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T12:17:02.994-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My little brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BROTHER!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There are a lot of things that I could say about how much fun I've had with you as a brother and a friend. &amp;nbsp;I have more memories with you than with any of the other siblings. &amp;nbsp;I have always looked up to you and wanted to be more like you. &amp;nbsp;Looking at who I am today, I notice little things that I do that are what I saw you do and I wanted to be like you because you were cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DwSq9jNyW-M/S_Qh1lbdfqI/AAAAAAAAASA/OucuA_N4W8g/s1600/Brothers2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DwSq9jNyW-M/S_Qh1lbdfqI/AAAAAAAAASA/OucuA_N4W8g/s400/Brothers2.jpg" width="328" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, I need to respond to the things that you wrote in my birthday message. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I do remember always getting the worst jewels when we played legos and my guy always dying in the sandbox, but I remember more that I did have jewels and even though my guy died all the time, I was still able to be there. &amp;nbsp;I'm glad I got you back with "DINOSAUR".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Our treehouse was awesome! &amp;nbsp;I still wish that we would have been able to sleep up there. &amp;nbsp;The first level was great. &amp;nbsp;I wanted to stay off of the sixth level though because it was getting shaky. &amp;nbsp;It was cool how fast we could get around that tree (and most of us got around without falling out of it). &amp;nbsp;I remember the rope swing and the Tarzan movie we always planned to make. &amp;nbsp;I remember our zipline with the&amp;nbsp;mattress&amp;nbsp;at the bottom. &amp;nbsp;I was glad we survived&amp;nbsp;rappelling&amp;nbsp;with a harness made out of a hose. &amp;nbsp;I do remember that you worked on the bum often, but I never really knew what to do with it so I stayed busy with other things. &amp;nbsp;Those were good times. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DwSq9jNyW-M/S_QhvZjrktI/AAAAAAAAAR4/MyRCsc9rBME/s1600/Brothers1.2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="308" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DwSq9jNyW-M/S_QhvZjrktI/AAAAAAAAAR4/MyRCsc9rBME/s400/Brothers1.2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We made up a lot of fun games. &amp;nbsp;I remember that we wrestled to see who could get the other person off the bed first. &amp;nbsp;I always wanted to win, but I think your determination to stay the "big brother" helped you through. There were those times when we listened to the 1812 Overture and made up the story about the hero and the monster. &amp;nbsp;It's cool to think that we could share our imagination and love of music. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;High School was fun, but it was then that I realized that I needed to make my own friends too, and yes, I did realize that you and your friends were a little weird, but I liked the weirdness. &amp;nbsp;Driving to school wouldn't be the same without the Aquabats and Five Iron Frenzy. &amp;nbsp;I'm glad that we shared the experiences of "Get in the Car", "I need a girlfriend", and "Do you have any Brittney Spears?" &amp;nbsp;I was also enjoyable to sit in the back seat leaning forward so that I could get fresh air out of the open front window in the middle of the winter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I always enjoyed getting letters from you while we were on our missions. &amp;nbsp;Those four years lasted a long time, but you were a great example. &amp;nbsp;I remember the great advice that you gave me when we talked on Mothers Day and Christmas. &amp;nbsp;It was always fun to know that I would be going out on a mission too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DwSq9jNyW-M/S_QpHL4NiBI/AAAAAAAAASY/6GYDwQffKR8/s1600/021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="321" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DwSq9jNyW-M/S_QpHL4NiBI/AAAAAAAAASY/6GYDwQffKR8/s400/021.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I remember that you sent quite a few letters while I was in the MTC. &amp;nbsp;I've read some of those letters again and now more than ever I realize the love that you had for me and that we were close even though we wouldn't see each other for so long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After our missions it was fun to be your brother again. &amp;nbsp;We were all grown up. &amp;nbsp;I remember how special it was to be able to take our violins on pioneer trek and play together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DwSq9jNyW-M/S_QiyNmyY3I/AAAAAAAAASQ/AOzlq8YBL3M/s1600/Pioneer+Trek+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DwSq9jNyW-M/S_QiyNmyY3I/AAAAAAAAASQ/AOzlq8YBL3M/s400/Pioneer+Trek+4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I always tried to catch up to you on the violin. &amp;nbsp;I think you were the one who made me want to continue and do well the most. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We won't talk about the times that we had to try and sing together. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I could go on, but I'll have to stop because I don't think this could ever end. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DwSq9jNyW-M/S_Qh4BKbIII/AAAAAAAAASI/OwBeBsHJJ3A/s1600/Jake3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DwSq9jNyW-M/S_Qh4BKbIII/AAAAAAAAASI/OwBeBsHJJ3A/s320/Jake3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's been great to be your brother! &amp;nbsp;HAPPY BIRTHDAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Adam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-1553010855409311743?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/1553010855409311743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=1553010855409311743&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/1553010855409311743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/1553010855409311743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-little-brother.html' title='My little brother'/><author><name>Adam Howell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07210837221661232291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/image/adamhowell23/RcJJOkTW_PI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1JLz2rSJdyA/s288/Zions%20089.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DwSq9jNyW-M/S_Qh1lbdfqI/AAAAAAAAASA/OucuA_N4W8g/s72-c/Brothers2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-5413279625888259925</id><published>2010-05-19T09:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T08:43:05.975-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Geoff: The Man, The Myth . . . No, just the man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted to write you a poem today,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not making very much headway.&lt;br /&gt;My brain is mush, I cannot think.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want your birthday poem to stink.&lt;br /&gt;But it's not about me, today's about you;&lt;br /&gt;You have a strange fascination with poo.&lt;br /&gt;You have so many talents, where do I start?&lt;br /&gt;You even know how to play Mozart.&lt;br /&gt;You're pretty great at the violin.&lt;br /&gt;When I hear you, it makes me grin.&lt;br /&gt;It's a lot of fun playing softball with you,&lt;br /&gt;You're fast and quick and other stuff, too.&lt;br /&gt;It's great to see you every week.&lt;br /&gt;You have a really good physique.&lt;br /&gt;You ran a marathon one time.&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me, that should be a crime.&lt;br /&gt;But what do I know?  I hate to run.&lt;br /&gt;It feels worse than walking on the sun.&lt;br /&gt;What I like about you is you're really funny.&lt;br /&gt;But I'd probably never call you honey.&lt;br /&gt;That's a job for your wife, and speaking of that&lt;br /&gt;You make a great husband and you also begat&lt;br /&gt;Some kids, and then you became a great dad.&lt;br /&gt;You should probably think about wearing more plaid.&lt;br /&gt;My rhyming is getting worse and worse&lt;br /&gt;And it started out bad, although not perverse.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I lived a bit closer to you,&lt;br /&gt;I like to see you and your family too.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad you're my brother and my friend.&lt;br /&gt;And, thank goodness, this is the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-5413279625888259925?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/5413279625888259925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=5413279625888259925&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/5413279625888259925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/5413279625888259925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/05/geoff-man-myth-no-just-man.html' title='Geoff: The Man, The Myth . . . No, just the man'/><author><name>Brenda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4R6RWENgiE/Sq7XcDlkVcI/AAAAAAAAC1k/n6ggpV5WbVQ/S220/342976611.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-6526648426165699146</id><published>2010-05-19T08:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T08:31:31.049-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To My Geoffrey Brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/S_PrNcKxKEI/AAAAAAAAGiQ/i2PzFHbpaPk/s1600/IMG_1159.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/S_PrNcKxKEI/AAAAAAAAGiQ/i2PzFHbpaPk/s400/IMG_1159.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, you're getting kind of old now. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes it still amazes me that you're a grown-up... a husband... a daddy. &amp;nbsp;You were such a cute little guy, and now you're all grown up. &amp;nbsp;When did that happen? &amp;nbsp;Even though it makes me a little sad sometimes, I've really enjoyed seeing how well you've done. &amp;nbsp;You're a loving dad and a kind husband, and always and forever a peacemaker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should say that I'm sorry I dressed you up in girl clothes, but you turned out okay, so I'm not going to worry about it anymore. &amp;nbsp;Thanks for being a fun little brother and wanting to hang around your mean bossy older sister. &amp;nbsp;One of my favorite memories is you and Adam coming with me to Seminary Council sacrament meetings and singing "I wonder when He comes again". &amp;nbsp;I was SO proud of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so talented. &amp;nbsp;I could be jealous that you are a better violinist than I am, but I just think it's cool. &amp;nbsp;I think you're amazing, and I know you've put a lot of hard work into your music... plus, you're just amazingly talented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also think you have a pretty funny sense of humor. &amp;nbsp;It's always fun to be around you when you're being silly... you're different from anyone else I know, and that's a good thing. &amp;nbsp;I like Geoffrey. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you have a wonderful day, and that you always remember that you have so many people who love you and think you're the bee's knees, including me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-6526648426165699146?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/6526648426165699146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=6526648426165699146&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/6526648426165699146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/6526648426165699146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/05/to-my-geoffrey-brother.html' title='To My Geoffrey Brother'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567142546664665869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/SYDtdEDXlnI/AAAAAAAADC8/fxy7U6SR5D0/S220/vintagepinupphotosm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/S_PrNcKxKEI/AAAAAAAAGiQ/i2PzFHbpaPk/s72-c/IMG_1159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-7216199064249908346</id><published>2010-05-19T02:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T02:49:56.495-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To Death</title><content type='html'>Deffy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you have a good birthday today.&amp;nbsp; You're a good brother.&amp;nbsp; I'm glad that I get to spend time with you playing softball.&amp;nbsp; I'm glad that you've been able to play with us every year.&amp;nbsp; I like having you on the team.&amp;nbsp; You try your best every game, you never complain, and you give me blood.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have good memories of playing Hoop-It-Up with you for so many years.&amp;nbsp; We never did very well, but it was fun to try.&amp;nbsp; We are always the little guys taking on the big guys, even when we signed up for&amp;nbsp;the under six-foot league.&amp;nbsp; It was also fun playing in the other basketball league.&amp;nbsp; We definitely didn't do well in that, but it was fun anyway.&amp;nbsp; My favorite game was the one where you got mad at the ref with me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;That made me happy.&amp;nbsp; You always play tough when you play basketball.&amp;nbsp; I could usually score against people that are around six feet or shorter pretty easily, but you always guarded me tough.&amp;nbsp; It was often a lot harder to score on you than on much taller people.&amp;nbsp; I remember one time you blocked my shot a couple of times in a game.&amp;nbsp; I wasn't even mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss playing golf like we used to too.&amp;nbsp; Golfing is fun.&amp;nbsp; We are golfers.&amp;nbsp; We should golf more.&amp;nbsp; Maybe when I get done with school next year.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I don't know if you realize this, but you are the only sibling that I always got along with while we were growing up.&amp;nbsp; I fought with Mindy lots first, then Brenda later, and I teased Adam a lot and made him cry.&amp;nbsp; I liked having you around, especially because you would do anything I said.&amp;nbsp; You were my little slave for quite a long time.&amp;nbsp; You seemed to enjoy it too, so I don't think I should feel bad about it.&amp;nbsp; Even after you were too old to be my slave, I still liked hanging out with you.&amp;nbsp; It was fun going to a couple of concerts too.&amp;nbsp; Remember how mad Dad was when I took you to Tool with me?&amp;nbsp; You still turned out ok though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a good man Gee-off.&amp;nbsp; You have many good qualities that I admire.&amp;nbsp; You're patient, even-tempered, you don't say bad things about people, and you don't complain.&amp;nbsp; All qualities that I lack.&amp;nbsp; I always wish that I was a better big brother, and that I was a better example.&amp;nbsp; I'm glad that you went on a mission even though I didn't.&amp;nbsp; I'm glad that you graduated from college even though I quit.&amp;nbsp; Obviously you didn't need me to show you what you should do.&amp;nbsp; Good job.&amp;nbsp; Happy birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-7216199064249908346?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/7216199064249908346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=7216199064249908346&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/7216199064249908346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/7216199064249908346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/05/to-death.html' title='To Death'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15781236007402210411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ezDCf7LEvw4/SAUfbSg5AnI/AAAAAAAAADY/0HhnpJLyybA/S220/DSCN0966.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-8027081333434331309</id><published>2010-05-18T21:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T22:14:48.411-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY, GEOFFREY DEAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ibzNK5huJMs/S_NiP4X1twI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/e3LJmdVZ7tw/s1600/Geoff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 131px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472825997155219202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ibzNK5huJMs/S_NiP4X1twI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/e3LJmdVZ7tw/s200/Geoff.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you have a happy birthday today. Geoff.  You were such a joy to have as a little baby.  You didn't cry much, and would snuggle against me when you were sleepy.  I loved being your mom.  You were always a good boy growing up.  You always told the truth, and always let me know  where you were.  You were very sensitive, and always wanted things to be fair and right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     You were certainly talented on the violin.  During the year you were six, you progressed from the Minuets in Book 1 to the Seitz concertos in Book 4.  You were a very hard worker, and practiced until you got the hard stuff.  We learned later that you had perfect pitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     I could say so many good things about you, but it would take all night.  So I just want to say that I have been so proud of you for being the person you are.  You have accomplished much in your life, from being an accomplished violin player, to being Sterling Scholar, to going on a mission, to being a righteous Priesthood holder, to graduating from college, to being a good husband and father to your family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    You are a man of few words; but I can think of many words that discribe you.  You are kind and caring, understanding and tolerant, thoughtful, generous, loving, honest, loyal, and valiant. Thanks for caring about me, for helping me when times are hard, for all your hugs.  I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-8027081333434331309?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/8027081333434331309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=8027081333434331309&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/8027081333434331309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/8027081333434331309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-happy-birthday-geoffrey-dear.html' title='HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY, GEOFFREY DEAR'/><author><name>Ken - Tam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07373377431412333519</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/_ibzNK5huJMs/S_NiP4X1twI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/e3LJmdVZ7tw/s72-c/Geoff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-7921679526356688251</id><published>2010-05-18T21:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T21:56:53.990-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Geoff</title><content type='html'>Geoff,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you have a very happy birthday.  You have brought a lot of joy to our home and I am glad that you are my son.  I appreciate all that you do for me and all that you help me with.  It has been fun to watch you play sports and play your violin.   You have such an ability to make wonderful music on the violin and play with such heart.  I remember when you were young and was always willing to do fun things no matter what it was you would try.  I am glad that you are going to run the Wasatch Back with us even though you have run it before and know what it is like.  I appreciate your willingness to be on our team.  You are such a wonderful husband to Felicia and a father to your boys, Allston and Jake.  It is such a reward to see how you react with all of them.  Thanks so much for all that you help me with and your help to everyone in the family, you are always so willing to help others and so concerned.  Again thanks for being such an example and for being my son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-7921679526356688251?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/7921679526356688251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=7921679526356688251&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/7921679526356688251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/7921679526356688251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-birthday-geoff.html' title='Happy Birthday Geoff'/><author><name>Ken - Tam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07373377431412333519</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-31854055616964291.post-5027686140368162954</id><published>2010-04-28T15:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T15:44:49.951-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To Brenda</title><content type='html'>So, I was going to write this last night when I got home from work, but nobody else had written yet, so I didn't want to be the first one, so now I'm the last one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenda, I've really enjoyed living so close to you for the last few years.&amp;nbsp; It has been great to be able to get to know you better and spend more time with you.&amp;nbsp; It has meant a lot to me.&amp;nbsp; I always liked coming to visit you before, either in Death Valley or Logan, but I don't think we were nearly as close as we are now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love having you on our softball team.&amp;nbsp; The main reason I like to have a team is to have people I want to spend time with on it.&amp;nbsp; It's a lot of fun for me to have you and Geoff play with us.&amp;nbsp; It also means a lot to me that you come and spend time with us after games whenever we go get something to eat or whatever.&amp;nbsp; I know it probably isn't always completely convenient for you to come, but you do every time.&amp;nbsp; I know that you know that it means a lot to me too, and that's partly why you do it.&amp;nbsp; Thank you for that.&amp;nbsp; Many times it is just you, me, and Dallas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate that you are always willing to help us.&amp;nbsp; Thanks for helping us watch Donovan when I had school and Dallas was still working.&amp;nbsp; I don't know what we would have done otherwise.&amp;nbsp; You are always willing to help anyone&amp;nbsp;that needs help.&amp;nbsp; That is a great quality to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm thanking you a lot, but thanks for supporting me (or anyone else in the family) when I plan stuff for us to do.&amp;nbsp; This is similar to my softball thanking, but it means a lot to me too.&amp;nbsp; It is nice that you are willing to make family activities a priority.&amp;nbsp; I know that is not always easy to do.&amp;nbsp; I think it has helped our family grow closer together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you and I share some of the same personality traits, and I feel like I can relate to you because of some of those.&amp;nbsp; We are both loyal, we both care about supporting other peoples efforts, we've both struggled with many things in our life not going the way we would have planned, we both&amp;nbsp;struggle to feel accepted, and we both share the same super awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you have a great day, and I hope you know how much I appreciate you.&amp;nbsp; Happy birthday.&amp;nbsp; I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-5027686140368162954?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/5027686140368162954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=5027686140368162954&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/5027686140368162954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/5027686140368162954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/04/to-brenda.html' title='To Brenda'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15781236007402210411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ezDCf7LEvw4/SAUfbSg5AnI/AAAAAAAAADY/0HhnpJLyybA/S220/DSCN0966.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-4940098238890062143</id><published>2010-04-28T12:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T12:32:49.544-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy, happy birthday, Brenda Marie!!!</title><content type='html'>I hope you have a very happy birthday, Brenda.  You were a beautiful baby, and a darling little girl.  You were always the funniest, too, and kept us all laughing.  Even at the age of two you could carry on a lively conversation, and argue with the best of them.  When we lived in Midvale we would find you "talking" on the phone, or sitting on the potty.  Often you fell into the toilet when climbing on, since you potty trained yourself at age 18 months. You'd let Jason lead you around the yard, your little hand in his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was expecting Adam, you were only four; but you helped me a great deal.  Almost every day you'd sing "The sun will come out tomorrow..."  And one day when I was having a difficult time, you said, "I know it's hard to be pregnant, but it's better than adopting."  Every day you told me, "I love you, Mom."  Thanks for your sweetness and caring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have lots of good qualities.  You are a very kind person, always thinks of others, does not want anyone left out.  You think of kind things to do, like take a meal to someone who might be in need,  send money to a poor child in another country, help feed the homeless, etc.  You are very thoughtful when you buy gifts for someone, or organize a family get-together, or call on the phone just to chat.  A quality you have, which I would like to emulate, is that you don't say unkind things about other people.  You are willing to forgive and forget.  Thanks for forgiving me.  You are a very patient mom, at least when I've seen you interact with your children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had some fun times together, and some difficult times, too.  Thanks for the sweet notes and letters you would write to me.  I saved them all.  We love you with all our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Mom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-4940098238890062143?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/4940098238890062143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=4940098238890062143&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/4940098238890062143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/4940098238890062143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-happy-birthday-brenda-marie.html' title='Happy, happy birthday, Brenda Marie!!!'/><author><name>Ken - Tam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07373377431412333519</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-31854055616964291.post-8103185630257313890</id><published>2010-04-28T12:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T12:37:51.970-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brenda, hi</title><content type='html'>I wanted to be cool and put a picture on here too.  Here you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/S9h7WdlqR7I/AAAAAAAACsI/TDTQnlw9kfE/s1600/100_0419f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/S9h7WdlqR7I/AAAAAAAACsI/TDTQnlw9kfE/s400/100_0419f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465253773644023730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have a cool story to tell you about for your birthday.  Its a story about how you would do stuff with me and try to include me in your crazy ideas.  I don't remember when it was but it was when the internet was all new and i was just little.  You got a free trial for like 30 hours of internet free and you were going to load it and use it on the computer.  You were all excited about it and telling me it was going to be so fun and it would be the coolest thing in the world.. so i was there with you pretty excited about this internet thing and then you got it working and i just couldn't understand why you had been so excited about this internet.  I remember asking you what is so fun about this?  You were so excited about it so sorry if i ruined your moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point of that silly story was that you are always doing stuff with me and including me in all the stuff you are interested in, even if its not something i really like.  Stanks for that Brenda.  When i was in Jr high and High school i remember wishing we were one year closer so that i could be in the same school as you for one year.  Oh well, but thats why i ended up so strange, because i had to go and figure out things all by myself.  I almost ended up in a van down by the river, but i had you at home to set me straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really ever have anything good to say so happy birthday Brenda, i love you.  You're a good sister.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;(Maybe even my favorite sister... but don't tell Mindy, i made this text all small so she can't see because she's getting old, so don't tell her and she'll never know.  If Mindy has someone not so old reading this for her, i'm just kidding Mindy... you're my favorite sister, but don't tell Brenda, she probably won't make it all the way to the bottom before she gets bored so don't tell her and she will never know.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-8103185630257313890?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/8103185630257313890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=8103185630257313890&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/8103185630257313890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/8103185630257313890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/04/brenda-hi.html' title='Brenda, hi'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01967107248852643948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/Sxvs_syC8lI/AAAAAAAABrE/ZHswwgrzLXY/S220/Geoff1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/S9h7WdlqR7I/AAAAAAAACsI/TDTQnlw9kfE/s72-c/100_0419f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-7305993103513077122</id><published>2010-04-28T12:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T12:14:54.312-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Brenda</title><content type='html'>Brenda,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you have a very happy birthday. You have always been a very caring girl. I have so appreciated how much you have helped others. As a little girl you were so fun and just a joy to be around. I remember how you used to love to go places and would love to go for a ride with me and help me with things.  You used to say the funniest things and we would get such a kick out of them.  Hugs were always a joy when you were around, if I ever had a bad day or was discouraged about something you would be there with a big hug.  I sure appreciated it, it was fun and such a blessing in my life.  You have always seemed to know how to get  the family together and were always willing to organize a family outing or make sure someone did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am rambling on and wish that I was better with words and could express things better.  Anyway you are a wonderful daughter and I am so glad that you are in my life.  I love you and appreciate all that you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, one more thing, thanks for encouraging me to do things and for always being there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-7305993103513077122?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/7305993103513077122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=7305993103513077122&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/7305993103513077122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/7305993103513077122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-birthday-brenda_28.html' title='Happy Birthday Brenda'/><author><name>Ken - Tam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07373377431412333519</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-31854055616964291.post-4223284610854860726</id><published>2010-04-28T08:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T09:00:18.896-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRENDA!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a poem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It won't be very long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brenda writes a better poem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mine seems all wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's Brenda's birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She is really great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Horses eat hay and neigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but this poem isn't about horses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Brenda, you are much better at writing poems, but I don't think that you'd write yourself a poem for your birthday so I did it for you. &amp;nbsp;I've been excited to write this for your birthday. &amp;nbsp;For the last couple of months or so I've been thinking of things that I could write about, I should have kept notes though because I know that I'll miss some of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So, I've never told you this, but when I was growing up, I inwardly blamed you for my cowlicks. &amp;nbsp;Mom would always say that I had cowlicks every time she cut my hair. &amp;nbsp;It all seemed to start when we went over to your friend's house and you put gel in my hair. &amp;nbsp;I think that was the first time I had gel in my hair, but I remember learning that it was sticky and made your hair stay a certain way. &amp;nbsp;So after that (and even to this day even though I know better now), I think about how my cowlicks came from you fixing up my hair with that gel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We did a lot of fun stuff. &amp;nbsp;I was always happy to go along with your ideas. &amp;nbsp;One day we decided it was time for a photo shoot. &amp;nbsp;We dressed up in cool clothes and found places to take pictures. &amp;nbsp;It was fun to be with you, and for some reason I did feel cooler.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DwSq9jNyW-M/S9hGpufuqDI/AAAAAAAAAR0/8QlDkPHYd4k/s1600/Family+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="332" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DwSq9jNyW-M/S9hGpufuqDI/AAAAAAAAAR0/8QlDkPHYd4k/s400/Family+002.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I guess there was that one time you dressed me up as a girl, I really don't know why I didn't fight it. &amp;nbsp;You must have had some secret power of persuasion. &amp;nbsp;Good thing I can't find that picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DwSq9jNyW-M/S9hGpufuqDI/AAAAAAAAAR0/8QlDkPHYd4k/s1600/Family+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I found the picture below when I found the one above and thought it was funny. &amp;nbsp;(Mindy - you don't have to worry about looking weird in this one because you were probably taking it). &amp;nbsp;We have a great family! &amp;nbsp;Brenda, you have always a good link to keep us all together. &amp;nbsp;I appreciate all that you do to help the family stay close. &amp;nbsp;Thanks for planning things where we can get together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DwSq9jNyW-M/S9hGofile9I/AAAAAAAAARw/UgaXylBkyPM/s1600/Family%20001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="494" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DwSq9jNyW-M/S9hGofile9I/AAAAAAAAARw/UgaXylBkyPM/s640/Family%20001.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a great sister! &amp;nbsp;I cherish the memories that we have together. &amp;nbsp;I remember all the crazy emails that we used to write (which we need to start up again). &amp;nbsp;You always know how to cheer people up with your clever humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was that one time that we were eating at Mom and Dad's and for some reason I thought it would be funny to start copying you. &amp;nbsp;Even though we were both old enough that that really shouldn't have been that funny, I think that was one of my favorite memories. &amp;nbsp;It was great to be able to be kids again for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you have a great day. &amp;nbsp;I love you and I'm grateful for the example that you have always been to me. &amp;nbsp;I know I can always look up to you. &amp;nbsp;Happy Birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-4223284610854860726?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/4223284610854860726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=4223284610854860726&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/4223284610854860726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/4223284610854860726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-birthday-brenda.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRENDA!!!'/><author><name>Adam Howell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07210837221661232291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/image/adamhowell23/RcJJOkTW_PI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1JLz2rSJdyA/s288/Zions%20089.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DwSq9jNyW-M/S9hGpufuqDI/AAAAAAAAAR0/8QlDkPHYd4k/s72-c/Family+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-2110535565368270469</id><published>2010-04-28T08:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T08:04:15.110-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brenda, My Sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/S9g9gBZ-EFI/AAAAAAAAGgs/FQ_R7Nxqqqc/s1600/7530_270505025172_736160172_8713621_7381782_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/S9g9gBZ-EFI/AAAAAAAAGgs/FQ_R7Nxqqqc/s400/7530_270505025172_736160172_8713621_7381782_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Where do I even start? &amp;nbsp;Brenda has been one of my greatest joys and my biggest pains, which is what every little sister should be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought that I hated sharing a room, and resented that I had to share with a sister my WHOLE LIFE. &amp;nbsp;When I finally got my own room for a little while, I was lonely. &amp;nbsp;I missed sharing with my sister. &amp;nbsp;I missed our late night giggles. &amp;nbsp;I didn't realize how much fun we had had making mom and dad say "girls!" 500 times a night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought that I hated sharing clothes. &amp;nbsp;Well, I don't know if sharing is the word, because I don't think I wore Brenda's very often, but if she wore mine, there was sure to be a stain on it when she returned it. &amp;nbsp;Now I think, who cares? &amp;nbsp;They were just clothes! &amp;nbsp;And how lucky I was to have a sister who was close to my same size and who wanted to wear what I wore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have a hard time forgiving Brenda for being so cute and photogenic. &amp;nbsp;It's hard to be the ugly big sister next to a perfect blond haired blue eyed angel in every picture. &amp;nbsp;I can't think of anything good to say about that. &amp;nbsp;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A recent fun memory is coming across the finish line at the triathlon together. &amp;nbsp;It was way more fun and meaningful to me than it would've been if I had won the whole thing. &amp;nbsp;When I saw we were getting out of the pool at the same time, I was really excited. &amp;nbsp;It might seem like a silly thing, but it was really neat for me to finish something we had never finished before, and to finish it together, holding hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite times was when I got to spend almost a week at Brenda's house in Ridgecrest after Ethan was born. &amp;nbsp;She didn't really need me by the time I got there... she was so self-sufficient, her house was already clean, Ethan was a good baby... but I cherish that time we spent together. &amp;nbsp;I loved talking, sewing, cooking, and just being together. &amp;nbsp;It was also wonderful holding and snuggling a sweet soft baby in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our hard times growing up, we've had our hard times as adults... but the important thing to me is that Brenda is my sister, and will always be my sister, and I love her with all my heart. &amp;nbsp;And there are enough of the really good times together that those hard times don't really even matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted this to be funny, and maybe later when I'm not all teary I can write something funny. &amp;nbsp;(Because Brenda is truly hilarious), but for now, this will have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Brenda! &amp;nbsp;Have a happy happy happy happy birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-2110535565368270469?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/2110535565368270469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=2110535565368270469&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/2110535565368270469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/2110535565368270469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/04/brenda-my-sister.html' title='Brenda, My Sister'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567142546664665869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/SYDtdEDXlnI/AAAAAAAADC8/fxy7U6SR5D0/S220/vintagepinupphotosm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/S9g9gBZ-EFI/AAAAAAAAGgs/FQ_R7Nxqqqc/s72-c/7530_270505025172_736160172_8713621_7381782_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-3217074168588466779</id><published>2010-02-23T16:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T16:48:06.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adam The Bucket</title><content type='html'>I'm your big brother Adam, even though it has not always seemed that way when we grew up.  We have always been close enough in age to be doing the same things and doing stuff together alot.  Also i was not really "bigger" than you for much of my life.  I think most of the times in life we were not just brothers at all, but we were friends too.  It was fun doing all the stuff we did together.  I did sometimes take advantage of being the big brother.  I could bully you around if i wanted to, but you still wanted to be around me even though i did sometimes.  You were always one of my friends Adam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's a few things for you to remember; me and Luke always get the better jewels when we are playing legos; your guy always has to die when we are flooding the sandbox...sorry you just can't save him, he just has to die.  You did have a pretty good bedroom in our treehouse though didn't you?  I did make myself two bedrooms and i think your bedroom was next to the "fireplace" wasn't it?  Speaking of the tree, you did work on the bum with us didn't you?  I sure hope so because you wouldn't have wanted to miss out on that one.  Some of the only times you weren't hanging out with me was when i was playing basketball with other friends... even though you sure did give it a try sometimes.  We had some good times with "white guy" and the "dragon eaters"  and all of the shenanegans that went along with that.  Also one of my very most favorite times ever in life was the Adam the bucket my mom told me not to get wet time... that was so good.  I just can't believe it worked out so perfectly.  I think i could go on more for a long time, but i think you get the idea.  It was alot of fun.  I'm glad you were one of my friends even though we usually gave you the worst of whatever we were doing.  I'm glad you didn't figure out that me and my friends were really weird until near the end of high school, you might not have done things with us so much growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You turned out to be a good guy even with all of us being our weird influence on you.  I'm glad you didn't listen to everything we said, we were kind of stupid sometimes.  And i'm sorry for kicking you that one time.  That probably wasn't really very nice.  I know at times you really didn't know if you had a ton of friends, but we were always your friends dude, and you ended up really being the kind of person that so many people like.  I am glad you ended up like you did, even though i know at times i didn't really help you to get there.  You did good and i'm proud of who you are and how you act.  I know you'll get alot of things in your life because of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being my brother, and for being my friend.&lt;br /&gt;Have a happy birthday eh.  I'm around if you ever need anything.  I owe you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-3217074168588466779?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/3217074168588466779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=3217074168588466779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/3217074168588466779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/3217074168588466779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/02/adam-bucket.html' title='Adam The Bucket'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01967107248852643948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/Sxvs_syC8lI/AAAAAAAABrE/ZHswwgrzLXY/S220/Geoff1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-4798327316516333056</id><published>2010-02-23T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T13:54:23.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Adam</title><content type='html'>Hey Adam.&amp;nbsp; I hope you have a great birthday today.&amp;nbsp; I would like to give you a small analysis of your life.&amp;nbsp; As a professional (I took a psychology class once), I feel that this might be beneficial for you.&amp;nbsp; Here it is:&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;I bet it was hard for you, being the youngest in the family.&amp;nbsp; I don't know if you felt like you got any respect for anything.&amp;nbsp; We all played the violin, and you wanted to play too.&amp;nbsp; You didn't start out as fast as the rest of us at it, so you didn't get a lot of support to play.&amp;nbsp; But you kept playing anyway.&amp;nbsp; We all played sports, did lots of activities, and got good grades.&amp;nbsp; You didn't get to do as much as the rest of us.&amp;nbsp; You also cried very easily.&amp;nbsp; As your big brother, I made sure that I made you cry frequently.&amp;nbsp; I think for a while I made you cry on a daily basis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;I think, because of all of this, that you were determined to be successful in life.&amp;nbsp; You worked very hard practicing the violin for many years.&amp;nbsp; You got very good at&amp;nbsp;it.&amp;nbsp; You worked hard at learning other instruments as well.&amp;nbsp; You worked harder than any of the rest of us in school.&amp;nbsp; You took math classes in high school that I've never even heard of.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You have carried that through college.&amp;nbsp; You have had a plan for what you have wanted to do, and you've done it.&amp;nbsp; You will probably be more successful careerwise than the rest of us.&amp;nbsp; Your&amp;nbsp;effort with your education has been very&amp;nbsp;impressive (but I still beat you on the ACT).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;You have always wanted to do what is right.&amp;nbsp; You worked very hard to prepare for your mission.&amp;nbsp; You saved your money for it.&amp;nbsp; You studied very hard, and you made sure you were spiritually prepared for it.&amp;nbsp; As a teenager, you never got distracted from your goal to go on a mission.&amp;nbsp; While on your mission, you were determined to be the best missionary you could be.&amp;nbsp; You were 100 percent committed to it.&amp;nbsp; You worked very hard, and loved the people you served.&amp;nbsp; You have carried that committment forward over the years that you have been back.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;And of course, you are determined to find a worthy spouse for yourself.&amp;nbsp; It is very impressive to me that you have understood the importance of this since before you started dating.&amp;nbsp; I have tried to teach my daughters the importance of dating people with the same standards as them, only dating in groups while they are young, not dating anyone exclusively until you are ready to think about getting married, and so on.&amp;nbsp; I wish they could be around you more to see your example of this.&amp;nbsp; You have never been interested in any dating situation that doesn't follow&amp;nbsp;the plan you have&amp;nbsp;for yourself.&amp;nbsp; Not many people can say that they have been that disciplined.&amp;nbsp; I know that you've been hurt in this area, and that not everything has worked out the way you planned.&amp;nbsp; You have done things the right way though, and that is important.&amp;nbsp; It will pay off for you.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;You have worked so hard in your life to be where you want to be.&amp;nbsp; You have worked so hard to be the best you could possibly be at everything you tried.&amp;nbsp; You have worked so hard at being the best person you could possibly be.&amp;nbsp; I think that&amp;nbsp;this all&amp;nbsp;goes back to what you experienced being the youngest in the family.&amp;nbsp; I think that, as your big brother and frequent tormenter, I played a part in that.&amp;nbsp; By&amp;nbsp;teasing you and making you cry, I helped make you more determined to succeed.&amp;nbsp; You're welcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I hope you have found my analysis to be helpful.&amp;nbsp; You are a great person,&amp;nbsp;Adam, and I hope you&amp;nbsp;know that we all feel that.&amp;nbsp; I hope that, when you get done with school, we get to spend more time with you.&amp;nbsp; It has been hard not to be around you much.&amp;nbsp; I know you keep very busy with everything you are doing, and it's hard to juggle everything you want to do.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;admire your committment, Adam.&amp;nbsp; I wish I could be as dedicated as you&amp;nbsp;are.&amp;nbsp; I wish&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;could be as strong as you.&amp;nbsp; I look up to you, and admire your wisdom.&amp;nbsp; I think you are a good man, and you are a good brother.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Jason&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-4798327316516333056?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/4798327316516333056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=4798327316516333056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/4798327316516333056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/4798327316516333056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-birthday-adam_23.html' title='Happy Birthday Adam'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15781236007402210411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ezDCf7LEvw4/SAUfbSg5AnI/AAAAAAAAADY/0HhnpJLyybA/S220/DSCN0966.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-6022514979240809893</id><published>2010-02-23T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T07:33:00.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adam (a poem with words)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is your birthday, dear Adam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a poem so you won't be glum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone thinks that you're a great guy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And it's not really very hard to see why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You've always tried to be extra kind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're smarter than 47 pencils combined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You spend a lot of time in school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Making robots is pretty cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember we used to e-mail a lot,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But that was before you became a big-shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, you're not, there's just too much to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wonder if you have time to shampoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes I wish you weren't so busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your hair is not what I'd call frizzy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe you could visit more,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Would you if I lived by the shore?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;If I baked you cookies, a cake?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or if I threw a big clambake?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you like clams?&amp;nbsp; I don't even know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you don't, you'd be a no-show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I guess this is it, your present's a poem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm glad we lived in the same home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're a great brother in every way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you have an awesome birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-6022514979240809893?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/6022514979240809893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=6022514979240809893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/6022514979240809893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/6022514979240809893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/02/adam-poem-with-words.html' title='Adam (a poem with words)'/><author><name>Brenda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4R6RWENgiE/Sq7XcDlkVcI/AAAAAAAAC1k/n6ggpV5WbVQ/S220/342976611.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-2690110949227507114</id><published>2010-02-23T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:00:01.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adam the Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/S4MeGyLzUII/AAAAAAAAGTc/HQfx9owrwnc/s1600-h/adam8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/S4MeGyLzUII/AAAAAAAAGTc/HQfx9owrwnc/s400/adam8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441225876693012610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's hard to believe that Adam is a grown up man now.  I think I was 10? when Adam was born, and I remember how cute he was.  It's weird that he's gotten so much older and I haven't.  ;)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had so much fun with Adam growing up.  I would dress him and Geoff up in bonnets and girls clothes, and the amazing thing is, they let me, and seemed to have fun too.  I refuse to accept any responsibility for problems they may have now because of that.  ;)  I loved having a little brother that would do whatever silly thing came to my bossy head... I feel a little bad for it now, but at least I spent time with the little whippersnapper, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I moved away when Adam was still pretty little, and I didn't really get to see what he was like as a teenager.  I always had to laugh, though, when mom would complain to me about how awful Adam was for &lt;i&gt;taking&lt;/i&gt; the &lt;i&gt;church&lt;/i&gt; cds and &lt;i&gt;not returning them&lt;/i&gt;.  I think that was probably the worst thing he did as a teenager, and I'm pretty sure he'll burn in hell for it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorite thing about Adam, though, is the quiet strength I've seen in him throughout his life.  I sometimes feel like he's older and wiser than I am in some ways, and I really look up to him.  He is always a peacemaker.  He is always ready to help anyone in need.  He is always ready to share his deep love of Christ, the gospel, and his testimony.  He is a rock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know he gets tired of our constant nagging about his dating life, and what's going on with him, but I am always interested in how things are going for Adam, because I love him.  I sometimes feel like we're at such different times in our lives, but then we'll talk about things that we're going through that are &lt;i&gt;exactly&lt;/i&gt; the same.  I'm always pleased when I find out we're alike in some way, because who wouldn't want to be like Adam?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday, Adam... I'll be forever grateful that you joined the family in the miraculous way that you did.  I've never had a doubt that you needed to be with us, to help us all and strengthen us, and bring us joy.  You're an amazing brother!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/S4MeGiLznRI/AAAAAAAAGTU/rn2PTThw2QE/s1600-h/adam1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/S4MeGiLznRI/AAAAAAAAGTU/rn2PTThw2QE/s400/adam1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441225872398064914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-2690110949227507114?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/2690110949227507114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=2690110949227507114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/2690110949227507114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/2690110949227507114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/02/adam-baby.html' title='Adam the Baby'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567142546664665869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/SYDtdEDXlnI/AAAAAAAADC8/fxy7U6SR5D0/S220/vintagepinupphotosm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/S4MeGyLzUII/AAAAAAAAGTc/HQfx9owrwnc/s72-c/adam8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-6818995467227910067</id><published>2010-02-22T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T20:57:34.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hope You Have A Wonderful Day</title><content type='html'>Adam,  I hope that you have a very good birthday and have a lot of fun.  I am so glad that you are my son and that we can do things together.  I so much enjoy your company and doing things  You have always been willing to help others and have been concerned about them.  I have also appreciated your concern for us and how we are  doing.  It is fun to have you visit.&lt;br /&gt;I have always been impressed with your dedication to the piano and how you practiced often.  It was fun to hear the songs that you composed and I enjoy the CD that you made for us.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun when you were on your mission and we were able to email back and forth.  I looked forward to your email each week, now I wish I would have answered better.  I guess that is how we learn.&lt;br /&gt;It was also fun to listen to you play the violin and how hard you tried to learn the new songs.  I miss hearing all of you kids play together with your mom.  It was fun to hear you and Geoff play the duets for so many programs and also hear you play in Stake Conference.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed attending your graduation from college.  You are a wonderful son Adam and I am glad that you are my son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Dad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-6818995467227910067?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/6818995467227910067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=6818995467227910067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/6818995467227910067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/6818995467227910067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-hope-you-have-wonderful-day.html' title='I Hope You Have A Wonderful Day'/><author><name>Ken - Tam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07373377431412333519</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-31854055616964291.post-849486082265423196</id><published>2010-02-22T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T20:37:26.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ADAM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ibzNK5huJMs/S4NNS9SS_OI/AAAAAAAAAEI/HzC84oCVH2g/s1600-h/2-22-2010+8%3B01%3B36+PM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 159px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441277762877979874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ibzNK5huJMs/S4NNS9SS_OI/AAAAAAAAAEI/HzC84oCVH2g/s200/2-22-2010+8%3B01%3B36+PM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ibzNK5huJMs/S4NLY5ZsKpI/AAAAAAAAAEA/tUAre84OJFs/s1600-h/2-22-2010+8%3B05%3B21+PM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 144px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441275665891207826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ibzNK5huJMs/S4NLY5ZsKpI/AAAAAAAAAEA/tUAre84OJFs/s200/2-22-2010+8%3B05%3B21+PM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heavenly Father must have known that we needed another little boy. Adam, you were a miracle, after a very difficult pregnancy. Little did we know at the time what a blessing you would be to us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a little boy you were very kind-hearted. You'd often tell me, "You're my favorite mom". And, after my Dad died, you'd ask why I was sad, and I'd say, "I miss my Dad." And you said, "Me, too," even though you were too young to have known him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The violin did not come so easy for you, and practicing with me was not always fun. When I tried to convince you to give it up, you cried, "But I want to play the violin." Adam, I'm so glad you had the perseverence to keep with it, for you play the violin beautifully. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All your life you have always wanted to do what was right. As you grew up, whatever was good, whatever was right, you were right there involved in it. You were glad to be of service, happy to show kindness, as demonstrated by how kind you were to Jeff Best through the years. I was told that at a Stake Dance you knelt down in front of a girl who had her foot in a cast, and ask her to dance, kneeling as you held her hands. That touched their hearts. I was told that when you were at a Sacrament Meeting at the Heritage Place, the speaker had not shown up, and they ask for volunteers. You volunteered to give a talk with no preparation. The speaker did show up, but you had been willing, and that's what matters. When you did give talks in Church, you always knew how to liken every experience to the Gospel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were proud of you when you served a mission for the Lord. We are thankful that you are valiant and worthy to hold positions of great responsibility, and serve in the Temple. We love you very much. Thanks for being mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-849486082265423196?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/849486082265423196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=849486082265423196&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/849486082265423196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/849486082265423196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-birthday-adam.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ADAM!'/><author><name>Ken - Tam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07373377431412333519</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/_ibzNK5huJMs/S4NNS9SS_OI/AAAAAAAAAEI/HzC84oCVH2g/s72-c/2-22-2010+8%3B01%3B36+PM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-1205555119667235376</id><published>2010-01-30T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T07:44:42.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode To Mindy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm warning you, this won't be great,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But here we are on your birth date.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A tribute, they asked, and so I said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I wonder if you were dropped on your head&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;There must be something about the color red&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember, we shared a bed (room).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes you let me borrow your clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I always made sure I spilled on those.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't remember when we were young,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My memory is much like dung.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember we were good friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Something something mumble backbends.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Phone calls and e-mails would always extend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We talked many times most every day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't think we listened to much reggae.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One time you came to stay with me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had just had a wee baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was nice to get more sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I hadn't, I'd probably weep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You were so nice, that you sewed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A carrier for my little toad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And also a beautiful quilt for my bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I sleep there with my man, Meathead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's not really his name, but there's come a time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm finding it is hard to rhyme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are my sister and that's a fact,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes I get a little sidetracked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you have a great birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And that's about all I have to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-1205555119667235376?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/1205555119667235376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=1205555119667235376&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/1205555119667235376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/1205555119667235376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/01/ode-to-mindy.html' title='Ode To Mindy'/><author><name>Brenda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4R6RWENgiE/Sq7XcDlkVcI/AAAAAAAAC1k/n6ggpV5WbVQ/S220/342976611.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-2156120704518004571</id><published>2010-01-30T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T03:11:14.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Mindy</title><content type='html'>So, happy birthday and everything.&amp;nbsp; I hope you have a great day.&amp;nbsp; I'll just share some memories and thoughts.&amp;nbsp; I hope you enjoy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were very bossy when we were young.&amp;nbsp; You really wanted to be in charge of everything.&amp;nbsp; I didn't really like people being in charge of me.&amp;nbsp; We had some good fights.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the last few months before you left for college I think.&amp;nbsp; We got to spend more time together than usual.&amp;nbsp; I remember going to Sconecutter and hanging out.&amp;nbsp; I also remember going to a movie and doing a retard run down the aisle.&amp;nbsp; I remember that I considered you my best friend then.&amp;nbsp; I wish we had the chance to spend more time together like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was lots of fun for me to come up to visit you at college.&amp;nbsp; Me and Marshall would try to make it up there in under an hour.&amp;nbsp; I remember one time we (me and Marshall)&amp;nbsp;rented all of the Friday the 13th movies and&amp;nbsp;got some Nodoz so we could stay up and watch them all.&amp;nbsp; I think you pretty much stayed out of our way on that trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice for me, when I went up to Utah State, that you were there too.&amp;nbsp; You really included me as much as you could.&amp;nbsp; You let me hang out with your friends and be part of your group.&amp;nbsp; That meant a lot to me.&amp;nbsp; I had no idea how to be on my own, and I wasn't very good at meeting new people.&amp;nbsp; I still regret coming home after two weeks for a stupid girl.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to be up there at college.&amp;nbsp; I think it would have been really good for me.&amp;nbsp; Obviously I wasn't ready for it though.&amp;nbsp; I remember when you first met Brandon up there.&amp;nbsp; He lived right across the sidewalk from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always enjoy coming to visit you.&amp;nbsp; You have always made me feel welcome in your homes.&amp;nbsp; You always cook good food, and try to make time to spend with me.&amp;nbsp; I wish that you lived closer so we could see you more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few things that I like about you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;You like to talk to me (or you're very good at pretending).&amp;nbsp; Most people don't enjoy talking to me very much.&amp;nbsp; They just get a glazed look in their eyes when I try to talk to them.&amp;nbsp; It's really nice to have someone that I can ramble on about things and over-analyze with.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You try very hard to be kind to everyone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You are willing to stand up for what you think is right, even if it's not easy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You're always up for doing something fun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Here are a couple of things that I don't like about you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;You're too popular.&amp;nbsp; It's like you have a herd of sheep following your every word.&amp;nbsp; I feel like I have to try to be a sheep too, and I don't want to be a sheep.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You live too far away.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Well, I guess that's probably enough.&amp;nbsp; I love you and I'm glad you're my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-2156120704518004571?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ezDCf7LEvw4/SAUfbSg5AnI/AAAAAAAAADY/0HhnpJLyybA/S220/DSCN0966.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-7898243199338905525</id><published>2010-01-29T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T23:33:36.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To the Mindy</title><content type='html'>Hey I was going to post a picture of you like other peoples did but since its your birthday i won't put that really good picture of you up that i have.  I know its not your favorite, so for your birthday you don't have to look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a little bit weird with you so much older than me i remember more about you being moved out and married than i do of you living at home with the rest of us.  I do remember you always doing stuff with me and including me in your life even though you were a rotten teenager and probably had other things to do than include your silly little brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for letting me come visit you at your house when you were older and married and had a house.  I remember always being able to come over when i needed to talk to someone or just go somewhere to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad you are my big sister and have been a good example for me while i was growing up.  I think you are doing a great job with life and stuff and family and stuff.  Hope you have a really happy birthday, and let me know if you ever need anything.  I love you very much Mindy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-7898243199338905525?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/7898243199338905525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=7898243199338905525&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/7898243199338905525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/7898243199338905525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-mindy.html' title='To the Mindy'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01967107248852643948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/Sxvs_syC8lI/AAAAAAAABrE/ZHswwgrzLXY/S220/Geoff1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-5151019332831320400</id><published>2010-01-29T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T20:40:53.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mindy!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DwSq9jNyW-M/S2OkIRFHopI/AAAAAAAAAQs/9oJ4DOusXfk/s1600-h/Mindy+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DwSq9jNyW-M/S2OkIRFHopI/AAAAAAAAAQs/9oJ4DOusXfk/s200/Mindy+001.jpg" width="145" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's your birthday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite memories that I have is when I was so excited for Christmas to come that I couldn't settle down. &amp;nbsp;I sneaked out of my room and came down the hall to your room where we could be excited together. &amp;nbsp;We sat around and played games and talked. &amp;nbsp;You were so much fun to be around. &amp;nbsp;Before I got too big, you could swing me around. &amp;nbsp;It was almost as good as any ride at Lagoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember for my birthday one year, you made a cassette tape for me that had a lot of cool songs. &amp;nbsp;I was so happy to get a special personalized tape just for me that I listened to it all the time. &amp;nbsp;Some mornings I would wake up early and hear you practicing your violin. &amp;nbsp;I would get up and sit by the furnace closet or on the heat vent right outside the music room where you were practicing so I could hear you play and keep warm. &amp;nbsp;If you and everyone else hadn't played the violin, I don't think I would have. &amp;nbsp;Now it's great to have that talent and sometimes get to play all together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also fun when you would have me and Geoff help you ask or answer somebody to a dance. &amp;nbsp;I can't remember exactly what you had us do, but we did a secret covert mission to sing a song at some guys door or to drop something off. &amp;nbsp;It was cool that let us be a part of your life. &amp;nbsp;There was one time when your seminary during Junior High did an activity where they set up the rooms to go through Christ's life. &amp;nbsp;You invited the family to come and see it. &amp;nbsp;I remember that there was one room where they talked about the Garden of Gethsemane. &amp;nbsp;They had a lot of plants and stuff in there and I remember them bearing testimony of Christ. &amp;nbsp;Even though I was little, it was a great experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you went away to college, I was excited to go too. &amp;nbsp;I wanted to skip everything else and go to college too. &amp;nbsp;It was always fun to plan trips during the summer to come and stay at your house for a couple of days. &amp;nbsp;You always had fun things planned, like easter egg hunts, milking cows, and trips to the penny candy store. &amp;nbsp;I remember that we made up a code language that we could use to write letters to each other. &amp;nbsp;I think we only used it once because it was hard and took a lot of time to do, but you were always willing to do fun things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I still look up to you as a great example. &amp;nbsp;It is always fun to visit with you and I value your advice and your opinion. &amp;nbsp;I'm glad that you are my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Adam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-5151019332831320400?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/5151019332831320400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=5151019332831320400&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/5151019332831320400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/5151019332831320400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-mindy_29.html' title='Happy Birthday Mindy!!!!'/><author><name>Adam Howell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07210837221661232291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/image/adamhowell23/RcJJOkTW_PI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1JLz2rSJdyA/s288/Zions%20089.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DwSq9jNyW-M/S2OkIRFHopI/AAAAAAAAAQs/9oJ4DOusXfk/s72-c/Mindy+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-155581680226237788</id><published>2010-01-29T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T19:44:33.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Mindy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ibzNK5huJMs/S2OW3QPl3OI/AAAAAAAAAD4/eigAn9rPnYE/s1600-h/Mindy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432351451536284898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ibzNK5huJMs/S2OW3QPl3OI/AAAAAAAAAD4/eigAn9rPnYE/s400/Mindy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday, Mindy!  You are a wonderful daughter and friend.  What a precious little baby you were, with your rosebud mouth and lots of dark hair.  I could just stare at you for hours, and never get tired of it.  You were a good baby, and a wonderful little girl.&lt;br /&gt;     Even when you were small you tried to be tough, but always had a soft heart  One day  you and Jason got balloons at the doctor's office.  In the parking lot, Jason's broke, and he started to cry.  You exclaimed, "You are not getting my balloon.  It's mine, and you're not going to have it"&lt;br /&gt;Then Jason sobbed, "Mindy, my balloon popped."  Immediately you replied, "You can have mine."  You have always been generous and giving.&lt;br /&gt;     It was fun to take you shopping or to Arby's when you were a teenager.  We would try things on, saying, "I hope it doesn't fit or we might have to buy it."  Usually we didn't spend  any money.  But we did have alot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;      You were always a good example to your younger brothers and sister.  You did well in school and excelled on the violin.  You had good friends with whom you often sang for many programs. You were on the Seminary Council, and even gave a talk in Stake Conference.  We have always been proud of you.  I am thankful to have you for my daughter.  Thanks for being mine.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Mindy, I was thinking the other day as I went out to get the paper about when I delivered the paper for a little while years ago.  I sure appreciate your willingness to help me even though  it was very early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;     One of the hardest things I had to do was when I took you to college that first year.  We helped you get settled and went shopping for a few items, then it was time for us to leave and it was so hard for me to leave my little girl.  I knew that you were ready to be on your own but I sure wasn't ready to let you go.&lt;br /&gt;     You are a wonderful daughter and I am go glad that I have gotten to know you and that you are not only my daughter but my friend.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Dad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-155581680226237788?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/155581680226237788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=155581680226237788&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/155581680226237788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/155581680226237788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-mindy.html' title='Happy Birthday, Mindy'/><author><name>Ken - Tam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07373377431412333519</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/_ibzNK5huJMs/S2OW3QPl3OI/AAAAAAAAAD4/eigAn9rPnYE/s72-c/Mindy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-7705641329922559469</id><published>2009-11-08T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T14:21:19.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello everyone</title><content type='html'>We all enjoyed a very enjoyable time at Arches National Monument this summer that Jason planned for all of us.  It was a lot of fun.  Thanks Jason!!   Mom missed all of us and we missed her.  We are already planning a fun time next year for Thanksgiving up at Bear Lake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-7705641329922559469?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/7705641329922559469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=7705641329922559469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/7705641329922559469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/7705641329922559469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-everyone.html' title='Hello everyone'/><author><name>Ken - Tam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07373377431412333519</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-31854055616964291.post-7144617575724210755</id><published>2008-09-27T20:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T20:26:08.671-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Guesses</title><content type='html'>(I'm sorry this isn't very newsy at all, but I'm putting it here anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for Dallas and Jason's baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date Born: November 1, 2008&lt;br /&gt;Time Born: 3:45 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 7 lb 13 oz&lt;br /&gt;Height: 23 inches&lt;br /&gt;Baby's Name: Clint Donovan Howell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Date Born: November 4&lt;br /&gt;Time Born: 1:45 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 7 lb. 14 0z.&lt;br /&gt;Height: 21 inches&lt;br /&gt;Baby's Name: Charles Donovan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mindy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Date Born: November 2nd&lt;br /&gt;Time Born: 2:47 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 7 lbs. 13 oz.&lt;br /&gt;Height: 20 1/2"&lt;br /&gt;Baby's Name: Donovan Jason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aubrey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date Born: October 23rd&lt;br /&gt;Time Born: 2:30 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 7 lbs. 6 oz.&lt;br /&gt;Height: 19 1/4"&lt;br /&gt;Baby's Name: BillyBobIdon'tknow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jason&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date Born: October 30, 2008&lt;br /&gt;Time Born: 2:30pm&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 7 lbs 16 oz&lt;br /&gt;Height: 22 inches&lt;br /&gt;Baby's Name: Bubba Joe Leroy Howell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dallas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Date Born: Oct. 28&lt;br /&gt;Time Born: 5:20 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 7 lbs 8oz.&lt;br /&gt;Height: 23 inches&lt;br /&gt;Baby's Name: Billy Ray Howell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ashley&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date Born: November 2nd&lt;br /&gt;Time Born: 3:30pm&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 6 lbs 7 oz&lt;br /&gt;Height: 19 inches&lt;br /&gt;Baby's Name: Justin Kenneth Howell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olivia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Date Born: October 25th&lt;br /&gt;Time Born: 8:30am&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 15 lbs 1 oz&lt;br /&gt;Height: 2 inches&lt;br /&gt;Baby's Name: Ian Kay Howell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brenda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Date Born: October 30th&lt;br /&gt;Time Born: 8:21 PM&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 7 lbs 9 oz.&lt;br /&gt;Height: 20 inches&lt;br /&gt;Baby's Name: Harry H. Howell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kaitlyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Date Born: November 3rd&lt;br /&gt;Time Born: 2:00 AM&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 6 lbs 6 oz&lt;br /&gt;Height: 19 inches&lt;br /&gt;Baby's Name: Oliver Kenneth Howell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kevin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Date Born: Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;Time Born: 5:00&lt;br /&gt;Weight: forty sixty pounds&lt;br /&gt;Height: 5 inches&lt;br /&gt;Baby's Name: Ronin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Geoff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date Born: Nov. 2&lt;br /&gt;Time Born: 2:06 AM&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 7lbs 2oz&lt;br /&gt;Height: 19in&lt;br /&gt;Baby's Name: Dwayne (Geoff also guessed Harry, but when I told him that was my guess already, he changed his guess)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Felicia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date Born: Oct 31st&lt;br /&gt;Time Born: 3:00am&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 7lbs&lt;br /&gt;Height:19 inches&lt;br /&gt;Babys name: This is a guess in the dark because I have no idea they haven't even hinted so I guess Braden Howell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-7144617575724210755?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/7144617575724210755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=7144617575724210755&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/7144617575724210755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/7144617575724210755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2008/09/baby-guesses.html' title='Baby Guesses'/><author><name>Brenda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4R6RWENgiE/Sq7XcDlkVcI/AAAAAAAAC1k/n6ggpV5WbVQ/S220/342976611.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-5564800785915300791</id><published>2008-05-02T12:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T12:45:44.942-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Smith Family April News</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/SBthDz5QGoI/AAAAAAAABWk/EQYfeO_VN7s/s1600-h/IMG_1496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195853313199839874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/SBthDz5QGoI/AAAAAAAABWk/EQYfeO_VN7s/s400/IMG_1496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cooper and his fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/SBtgdz5QGnI/AAAAAAAABWc/gt7yEFbQqJ8/s1600-h/IMG_1348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195852660364810866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/SBtgdz5QGnI/AAAAAAAABWc/gt7yEFbQqJ8/s400/IMG_1348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Red Fleet State Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brandon and Mindy Smith Family News&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed reading last month's newsletter... I printed it off so I could take it to the High School with me when I subbed. I love substituting at the High School. I can sit there and read all day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've gotten into the full swing of baseball season, juggling 3 kids' games and practices. I'm sure a lot of you know how that is... and more! My kids are delightfully average at sports, so don't be expecting all of the MVP reports that the rest of you give. ;) They all look really cute in their uniforms, and isn't that what really counts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were really excited to find out that Jason and Dallas are having a baby! I don't know if they'll write news or not, so I thought I'd throw that in mine. She's due November 3rd, and I'm hoping they have a boy. Or a girl. I like both kinds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went camping at Red Fleet State Park the 3rd weekend in April. It was so beautiful, and very uncrowded, which is why we went so early. The boys went fishing, and Cooper caught one. Tyler tried really hard! There are some amazing camping places really close to us... Red Fleet is only 15 minutes from our house, and the reservoir and surrounding hills are breathtaking. We're only 45 minutes from Flaming Gorge, so we've been up there a couple of times, too. We can't wait to camp there too. We'd love to camp with anyone who wants to meet us in this land of the dinosaurs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aubrey got to go do Baptisms for the Dead for the first time, which was really special for her. She also played her violin in Sacrament Meeting, and did a great job. She always gets really nervous when she has to perform, but she doesn't need to be! She also played her violin for a school research report on Shinichi Suzuki. She did a great job. I think she got 110% or something. She has extra credit coming out her ears, and she doesn't need it at all. I think she can't stop herself from getting every point possible in all of her classes. She's one smart cookie. She went to Colorado for the Science Fair, and on an Honor Society trip to Salt Lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler loves baseball, and we're hoping he gets to finish the season. He was playing soccer at recess two days ago (still April news ;) and collided with a kid. He hurt his knee, and can't walk on it. It's very swollen, and the doctor is concerned about all the fluid, which is pointing towards injury. If he doesn't have a lot of improvement by Monday, he'll have to have an MRI. Since we don't have insurance yet, we're praying that it gets better. Yikes. Poor guy... he's been in a lot of pain. We found him some crutches at DI, so at least he can get around a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper has been struggling with eczema, and it's been really bad on his arm. I convinced the doctor to give me a prescription for Cooper when I took Tyler in (Cooper wasn't with me... I just told him that I know how this eczema thing goes, since we've dealt with it many times before), so hopefully that will help clear it up. Cooper turned 7 in April! He's getting so grown up! And he's a fun kid to have around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon has been busy with getting his showroom put together, and doing the Home and Garden show here in Vernal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conference was wonderful, as usual. I've already relistened to all the sessions, and have enjoyed revisiting favorite talks. I laughed and cried listening to the talks as I cleaned new houses for my job. Good thing nobody is there with me... they'd think I was a little nuts! I sure love President Monson! Well, I think that about covers April. We hope you are all well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Brandon, Mindy, Aubrey, Tyler, and Cooper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-5564800785915300791?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/5564800785915300791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=5564800785915300791&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/5564800785915300791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/5564800785915300791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2008/05/smith-family-april-news.html' title='Smith Family April News'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567142546664665869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/SYDtdEDXlnI/AAAAAAAADC8/fxy7U6SR5D0/S220/vintagepinupphotosm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/SBthDz5QGoI/AAAAAAAABWk/EQYfeO_VN7s/s72-c/IMG_1496.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-3839867505515920268</id><published>2008-04-14T23:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T23:38:20.819-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Geoff and Felicia and Allston April news</title><content type='html'>April 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are pretty much moved into our new home, and we are loving it. We went to church in our new ward for the first time last sunday and had a really nice time. All of our neighbors are really nice. Allston has started walking he is still a bit unsteady but he is doing so well. Allston is saying aprox 15 words now and signing even more words, Geoff and I can't believe how smart he is. Geoff is playing softball on a team with Jason and Brenda. He got hit in the chest by a ball tonight so he is a little sore. He really enjoys playing it's nice he has a fun thing to do when he isn't working. Geoff is still really enjoying his job, we really like that he is only gone 3 days a week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Felicia is working 6 hours a week cutting hair at Great Clips. She really enjoys cutting hair but is glad to be able to be home with Allston so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/SAQ-j_XC1-I/AAAAAAAAAbE/Gnh2h-ZlF24/s1600-h/outside+fun.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189341458662086626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/SAQ-j_XC1-I/AAAAAAAAAbE/Gnh2h-ZlF24/s320/outside+fun.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allston and Geoff playing in the front yard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/SAQ-j_XC19I/AAAAAAAAAa8/8y6n_GfzhVE/s1600-h/Photo-0066-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189341458662086610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/SAQ-j_XC19I/AAAAAAAAAa8/8y6n_GfzhVE/s320/Photo-0066-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures of things going on at Geoff's work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/SAQ-jvXC18I/AAAAAAAAAa0/U4cbWOyE3T4/s1600-h/Photo-0071-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189341454367119298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/SAQ-jvXC18I/AAAAAAAAAa0/U4cbWOyE3T4/s320/Photo-0071-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-3839867505515920268?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/3839867505515920268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=3839867505515920268&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/3839867505515920268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/3839867505515920268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2008/04/geoff-and-felicia-and-allston-april.html' title='Geoff and Felicia and Allston April news'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01967107248852643948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/Sxvs_syC8lI/AAAAAAAABrE/ZHswwgrzLXY/S220/Geoff1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/SAQ-j_XC1-I/AAAAAAAAAbE/Gnh2h-ZlF24/s72-c/outside+fun.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-3596853644647053040</id><published>2008-04-10T21:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T21:56:21.389-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've got new news on my blog!!!! No, I don't have a girlfriend, but go and see it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-3596853644647053040?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/3596853644647053040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=3596853644647053040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/3596853644647053040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/3596853644647053040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2008/04/ive-got-new-news-on-my-blog-no-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam Howell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07210837221661232291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/image/adamhowell23/RcJJOkTW_PI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1JLz2rSJdyA/s288/Zions%20089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-992132073870033755</id><published>2008-04-06T20:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T15:08:46.423-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We have been busy with work and trying to get the house cleaned up and organized. Your mom has been busy with getting the kitchen cleaned and has moved pictures and clocks around and new curtains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of Ethan asleep on your mom's lap.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186326979345468578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ibzNK5huJMs/R_mI6MzpTKI/AAAAAAAAACM/lE9fnmAIzuw/s320/SD530086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-992132073870033755?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/992132073870033755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=992132073870033755&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/992132073870033755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/992132073870033755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2008/04/we-have-been-busy-with-work-and-trying.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken - Tam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07373377431412333519</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/_ibzNK5huJMs/R_mI6MzpTKI/AAAAAAAAACM/lE9fnmAIzuw/s72-c/SD530086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-3674464319542308612</id><published>2008-04-05T13:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T13:58:53.054-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Smith Family March News</title><content type='html'>March was a mostly normal month for us, which translates as "not exciting".  We had an addition to the family... a new puppy (german shorthair/chocolate lab mix) named Tess.  She's cute.  Mindy said no.  Brandon and the kids won.  We signed all 3 kids up for baseball.  It's going to be fun to juggle practices and games.  We went to Brandon's 17 year class reunion.  What?  You don't ALL have 17 year class reunions?  (Don't ask why...)  The kids had Spring Break, and we had a nice relaxing time coloring eggs with Brandon's brother Tanner, and his wife, Leisha.  Mindy played her violin for numerous church things, you know, the normal.  We went on a fun trip to Red Canyon Lodge near Flaming Gorge with some of Brandon's family.  It was a beautiful, fun relaxing weekend.  Mindy substituted for two weeks for the elementary music class until she came down with strep throat, which cost as much as she made subbing for 2 weeks.  Nice.  We love everyone, and we look forward to conference!  Love, Brandon, Mindy, Aubrey, Tyler, and Cooper.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/R_fYlLXctzI/AAAAAAAABMY/I-_G_kR528Y/s1600-h/IMG_1112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185851629158315826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/R_fYlLXctzI/AAAAAAAABMY/I-_G_kR528Y/s400/IMG_1112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/R_fYmLXct0I/AAAAAAAABMg/M1Se-5RsId4/s1600-h/IMG_3530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185851646338185026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/R_fYmLXct0I/AAAAAAAABMg/M1Se-5RsId4/s400/IMG_3530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-3674464319542308612?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/3674464319542308612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=3674464319542308612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/3674464319542308612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/3674464319542308612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2008/04/smith-family-march-news.html' title='Smith Family March News'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567142546664665869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/SYDtdEDXlnI/AAAAAAAADC8/fxy7U6SR5D0/S220/vintagepinupphotosm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/R_fYlLXctzI/AAAAAAAABMY/I-_G_kR528Y/s72-c/IMG_1112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-4134351981281592369</id><published>2008-03-11T15:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T15:38:50.669-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Smith Family February News</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/R9b7h5aW22I/AAAAAAAABAU/FdNpqc_j9Z0/s1600-h/IMG_0776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176601381474589538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/R9b7h5aW22I/AAAAAAAABAU/FdNpqc_j9Z0/s400/IMG_0776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/R9b7i5aW23I/AAAAAAAABAc/8HSq99XLmFA/s1600-h/IMG_0778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176601398654458738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/R9b7i5aW23I/AAAAAAAABAc/8HSq99XLmFA/s400/IMG_0778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brandon has been busy with work. He's a one-man show there, so he has to do everything. Everywhere is hiring in Vernal, so it's extremely hard to find good employees. Anyone want a job? He was called to be in the Elders Quorum Presidency, which is good for him. He's enjoying not being the EQ President anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, Mindy have been cleaning new houses for a side job, which is a lot of work, but good pay. I enjoy not having to deal with people. (Teaching violin lessons has its good people, and its bad..) I have also been Substituting at the school for a side side job. I just got called to be the Ward Activities Chairman. I have learned to be excited about it. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aubrey has had 3 babysitting jobs in the last 2 weeks, so it looks like her babysitting career has finally started to take off here in Vernal. She loves babysitting, and was so sad to leave her jobs in Rigby. She's been getting such awful grades in school... usually 103%, or 106%... (I'm being very sarcastic with the awful!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler is excited to start baseball, and has been doing well in school. He usually gets Cooper's breakfast for him in the mornings, and tries to do good things. He has been doing a little bit with scouts here, but it's not quite as organized or big as it was in Rigby, so he's a little disappointed about that. I'm not going to complain though, since I DO NOT want that job!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper has had a lot of growing pains, but he hasn't been doing a lot of growing. He'll be 7 in April, and has yet to lose a tooth. Maybe he's actually listening to us when we tell him not to grow up too fast! He's excited to start baseball, too, and is doing excellent in school. He is the top reader in his class, by far. (I know... I volunteer for a couple of hours each week in his class.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there's the news! If you want to know more, click on our personal blog link on the side. We love all of our family, and pray for those going through hard times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Brandon, Mindy, Aubrey, Tyler, and Cooper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-4134351981281592369?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/4134351981281592369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=4134351981281592369&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/4134351981281592369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/4134351981281592369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2008/03/smith-family-february-news.html' title='Smith Family February News'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567142546664665869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/SYDtdEDXlnI/AAAAAAAADC8/fxy7U6SR5D0/S220/vintagepinupphotosm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/R9b7h5aW22I/AAAAAAAABAU/FdNpqc_j9Z0/s72-c/IMG_0776.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-5701702518416018681</id><published>2008-02-08T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T19:03:46.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Geoff and Felicia February news</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/R60HSRs_6-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/BV_FKSxOYsY/s1600-h/DSCN3024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164792358235007970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/R60HSRs_6-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/BV_FKSxOYsY/s320/DSCN3024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I know we didn't post too long ago but I thought I would do it before I forget. Allston's first birthday is coming up next month and I am so excited! It will be my first time planning a birthday party for my own kid. I wish I had all the money in the world to give him everything, my mom always gave Danay and I the best birthdays. We re going to have his party on the 1st of March at 4pm at my mom's house 7998s 3725w west jordan. I will send out invitations soon but I thought  would put the address on the website in case you loose the invitation like I always do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Geoff is still enjoying his job and I am enjoying having him home so much so is Allston. The only badthing is Allston is used to Geoff being home so when he is at work it's hard on Allston. While we play downstairs he keeps pointing at the door saying dada, it makes me sad. Geoff and I are also starting up a little business doing videography for weddings and other special occasions, we have a website set uo howellstudios.8k.com. It will be really fun if we can make some money doing it after all that is the kind of thing Geoff went to school for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also started up a fresh water fish tank and Geoff has been spoiling me and buying me a new fish just about every week, and new plants to decorate the cage. Our guppy Lady Houdini had lots and lots of babies that are doing well. We have transfered them from thier little birthing tank thing to thier own more roomy 1 gallon tank that is so cute it came with a light and a bubble maker thingy. I love animals, they are so fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-5701702518416018681?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/5701702518416018681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=5701702518416018681&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/5701702518416018681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/5701702518416018681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2008/02/geoff-and-felicia-february-news.html' title='Geoff and Felicia February news'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01967107248852643948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/Sxvs_syC8lI/AAAAAAAABrE/ZHswwgrzLXY/S220/Geoff1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/R60HSRs_6-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/BV_FKSxOYsY/s72-c/DSCN3024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-3595313754986405013</id><published>2008-02-01T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T11:06:00.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>January--Price Family</title><content type='html'>I'm trying to do what Mindy said, and write at least once a month, but honestly, we're just not that interesting. Life just kind of rambles on at a slow, but happy pace, without a whole lot of excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troy has been extra busy at work, and usually has to stay late (added onto his 10 hour days). This doesn't give him a whole lot of time with the family, and some days he doesn't get to see the kids at all. He leaves before they're awake, and comes home after they're in bed. He's such a good husband, though, and we're thankful he works so hard to support our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not been doing a whole lot besides being the mom, cleaning the house, and shoveling the darn snow off the driveway. I joined a women's Bible study that meets once a week, and we're reading the book Having a Mary Heart in a Martha World, which I'm really enjoying. I've read a lot of great books in the past couple of months. Other than that, I've just been enjoying Troy, the kids, church, and occasionally visits with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4R6RWENgiE/R6NfL5YmdsI/AAAAAAAAAhM/t1YhYMsgr2c/s1600-h/jan2908+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162074255883925186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4R6RWENgiE/R6NfL5YmdsI/AAAAAAAAAhM/t1YhYMsgr2c/s200/jan2908+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaitlyn is doing okay. She's not doing so great in school, so we've really been working on that, and she's spent quite a bit of time grounded until she makes up missed work. She's in something called &lt;a href="http://www.upwithkids.com/"&gt;Up With Kids&lt;/a&gt; where they learn how to act and such, and will eventually put on a play at the end. She enjoys that, but keeps saying she wants to get back into cheerleading. She goes to Club 56 on Mondays, which is for the 5th and 6th graders at our church, and she really enjoys that. It's a fun chance for her to get out with kids her age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4R6RWENgiE/R6NfMZYmdtI/AAAAAAAAAhU/jL-OQCfZyns/s1600-h/jan2808+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162074264473859794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4R6RWENgiE/R6NfMZYmdtI/AAAAAAAAAhU/jL-OQCfZyns/s200/jan2808+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kevin is my sweet little boy, as always. He's in preschool, and he's learning so much. He's learning to write all his letters. He's also a little singer. Often throughout the day I hear him singing some song or other, either one he learned at preschool, or his favorite, "We Will Rock You". Lately I've even heard him reciting the pledge of allegiance, with his little hand over his heart. He's such a joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4R6RWENgiE/R6NfM5YmduI/AAAAAAAAAhc/WhFj0x0tlk4/s1600-h/jan2908+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162074273063794402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4R6RWENgiE/R6NfM5YmduI/AAAAAAAAAhc/WhFj0x0tlk4/s200/jan2908+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ethan is growing way too fast, and when he's not sick (which is way too often) he's full of smiles and hugs. One of the things he always does when he's sitting on my lap is grab my hands and put them on his face. He really likes this, for some reason. He can say a few words, like dad, mom, bye, and more. Just the easy ones that he needs to get by. Otherwise he just points to what he wants, which can lead to a wild goose chase some days. Especially on the days when he's not feeling well, and he doesn't really know what he wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only fun, exciting thing we did in January was yesterday, when we took the kids to the Circus. Kaitlyn and Kevin really enjoyed it, and Ethan enjoyed eating popcorn. The two older kids even got to ride an elephant, which cost the ridiculous price of $7 each for a couple minutes of riding. Oh well, how often do you get to ride an elephant? And with that thought, I'll end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-3595313754986405013?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/3595313754986405013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=3595313754986405013&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/3595313754986405013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/3595313754986405013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2008/02/january-price-family.html' title='January--Price Family'/><author><name>Brenda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4R6RWENgiE/Sq7XcDlkVcI/AAAAAAAAC1k/n6ggpV5WbVQ/S220/342976611.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4R6RWENgiE/R6NfL5YmdsI/AAAAAAAAAhM/t1YhYMsgr2c/s72-c/jan2908+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-335460663689210997</id><published>2008-01-31T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T18:40:48.633-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tam and Ken News</title><content type='html'>This is me, Mom. We are tending Mindy's and Brandon's kids for four days this week while they are on a trip. They have been really good, and we've had lots of fun. Yesterday we went to Seagull Book to buy Aubrey a CD for her birthday, and then went to the Dollar Tree. Today we all went to the D.I., where Felicia also met up with us. We got some fun stuff. The kids have been good to do their homework each day, help alittle around the house, and practice violin and piano. For each good thing they do they earn a penny. Hey, that doesn't sound like much; but if they have .50 cents by Saturday they get $5.00 from Grandpa. However, they lose pennies for fighting or screaming.&lt;br /&gt;We enjoy visits from Geoff and Felicia now and then. I had fun looking at a house with them. Sooner or later they want to buy a house. Allston is so cute and fun.&lt;br /&gt;We had Brenda and Troy and their kids come Sunday for supper. Their kids are really cute, too. Ethan walks all over now, and is quite friendly now that he isn't sick. After supper Geoff and Felicia came over, and we played some games.&lt;br /&gt;Not too long ago Jason took me out to lunch, and we had a nice visit for a few hours. I want to see Ashley and Olivia soon. I miss them. How about coming to dinner next Sunday?&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's about all that's going on around here right now.&lt;br /&gt;We will miss our beloved Prophet, President Gordon B. Hinckley. The first couple of days after he passed away, I watched all the specials and news broadcasts about him, and I cried until my eyes were sore. I loved him so much. He was truly a prophet, and always had such wonderful things to say. Love, Mom, Grandma, Tam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-335460663689210997?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/335460663689210997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=335460663689210997&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/335460663689210997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/335460663689210997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-is-me-mom.html' title='Tam and Ken News'/><author><name>Ken - Tam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07373377431412333519</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-31854055616964291.post-3640066149583315624</id><published>2008-01-26T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T22:07:44.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok so newsy stuff huh well I will try I'm better with the silly stuff. Allston is crawling so well now and will pull to standing on anything and everything. He has stopped sleeping through the night now because he can stand up in his crib and that is so much more fun than sleeping so I am exhausted and about ready to tape him to the floor. I am so gratefull that Geoff has such a nice job and can be home so much to help me during the week. Geoff is enjoying his new job as a water treatment plant operator and we are both loving the three day work week and the four day weekends. I don't get alot done anymore my floor is cover in laundry and the dishes need to be done and the floor needs to be vacumed I think I pull 10 things a day from Allstons mouth that he picks up off of the floor. Most of it is his food that he throws around and it would probably just easier to let him eat it but I am paranoid about him swallowing something bad after that whole swallowing a piece of metal incident. Geoff bought me two fish one is about to have babies and I am so excited! I love baby animals, I make geoff take me to the pet store to see the puppies at least once a week. And last but not least for this months news is Geoff and I are teaching Primary, I was not so excited at first but now that I have been doing it for a few weeks I love it. It amazes me every week to listen and to teach these 7 year old children and to hear their testimonies. It is such an amazing experience to belong to this gospel, I love how simple and beautiful the teachings are, even the seven year old kids know the gospel is true I love to hear there testimonies every week.&lt;br /&gt;-Deffy and Belicia and Allston&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-3640066149583315624?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/3640066149583315624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=3640066149583315624&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/3640066149583315624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/3640066149583315624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2008/01/ok-so-newsy-stuff-huh-well-i-will-try.html' title=''/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01967107248852643948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/Sxvs_syC8lI/AAAAAAAABrE/ZHswwgrzLXY/S220/Geoff1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-4937852263426344475</id><published>2008-01-19T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T15:00:18.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess I should write some news even though there isn't a whole lot to write about.  I just started a new semester in school and homework is starting to get crazy again, but I don't feel like doing it.  There is a lot of interesting things that I'm learning about, but it is difficult sometimes to undertand everything.  In one of my classes we are designing a robot that is supposed to pull a chariot around a figure 8 track.  It will use sensors and stuff to know where it is and be able to steer around the coarse.  We still have a ways to go to get it finished though, so that will be a fun project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c0ca303481fe0f0f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc0ca303481fe0f0f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330365318%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D66B06BD361D9CF2BD6A41240D3BD523C5ADA2FF6.7E691B8661844C1A81297B241C959B60CFAF36AF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc0ca303481fe0f0f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dz-CSwanio7wWNAKrw1umI-SrTDg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc0ca303481fe0f0f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330365318%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D66B06BD361D9CF2BD6A41240D3BD523C5ADA2FF6.7E691B8661844C1A81297B241C959B60CFAF36AF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc0ca303481fe0f0f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dz-CSwanio7wWNAKrw1umI-SrTDg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than school, I keep busy with all the callings that I have.  I am the Stake YSA Representative so I go to a lot of meetings to plan for activites and other things like that.  I enjoy it because I like to be involved with what is going on.  I also teach Mission Prep on Sunday mornings.  We have about 15 students that come weekly so it is a lot of fun.  I've been doing that ever since I got home so some of the students that I had from the beginning have already come back from their mission.  One of them helps me teach the class.  My last calling is a Sunday School teacher.  I love to teach from the scriptures and make class exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been going on a bunch of dates and have been having a lot of fun.  Everyone can just be patient though and I'll tell you all if anything happens.  I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having fun learning different instruments.  I started learning to play the guitar over Christmas break and it is a lot of fun.  I've learned a couple of songs and I'm excited to learn more when I have the time.  A couple of friends and I are going to start a band and we'll have a few instruments in there.  We just started yesterday so we'll see when we can get our first CD out and become famous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that we like to do is go and play some music at Primary Children's Hospital.  They have a piano in a foyer area and we play that, the violin, guitar, and sing.  It is fun when there are kids going by because we can help cheer them up with songs about chickens and trains and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that is all of the news that I have for now.  I'm sure monthly updates will be most of the same kind of stuff, but you can just read the same things again then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-4937852263426344475?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c0ca303481fe0f0f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/4937852263426344475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=4937852263426344475&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/4937852263426344475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/4937852263426344475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-guess-i-should-write-some-news-even.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam Howell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07210837221661232291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/image/adamhowell23/RcJJOkTW_PI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1JLz2rSJdyA/s288/Zions%20089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-849712804570443910</id><published>2008-01-18T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T21:30:48.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We'll Be Good, We Promise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/R5F46Zc2W8I/AAAAAAAAAos/_UCykrWJAZ8/s1600-h/Jason%27s_wedding_012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157035992975563714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/R5F46Zc2W8I/AAAAAAAAAos/_UCykrWJAZ8/s400/Jason%27s_wedding_012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In case members of the Howell family get upset because I deleted a bunch of posts...it has been requested that we keep this newsworthy, and not silly. :) Mom and Dad wanted me to, and I had to agree with them, so I guess you can blame us all. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are checking in here to get news of various members of the Howell family, we promise it will be actual news, and not jokes. Well, sometimes our lives are a joke, but we promise they will be real jokes, not pretend ones. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, keep checking in. Mindy will be posting a monthly update here, and hopefully everyone else will do the same! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, to keep this newsy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TAM and KEN are doing a good job being parents of a bunch of grown kids, and grandparents to a bunch of wild hoodlums. I mean, grandchildren. They stay busy with their jobs, and church stuff, and going to D.I. Well, at least mom stays busy with that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MINDY and Brandon are doing well, and adjusting to the bitter bitter cold in Vernal. Who knew it rarely got over 0 degrees here? The kids are making friends, and doing well in school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JASON and Dallas are happy and doing well, as far as I know. ;) Ashley and Olivia are growing like weeds, and getting more beautiful every day. Jason worked hard on an awesome game for our family Christmas party. We got to know things about each other that we never would've known otherwise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BRENDA and Troy's kids are also growing up way too fast, and continuing to be cute as buttons. Kaitlyn is a good beauty parlor participant, and Kevin and Ethan still take a little time to warm up to everyone, but we enjoy watching them from a distance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GEOFF and Felicia are as entertaining as ever, and Allston couldn't be cuter. They keep the parties going, and also keep our hair in line. Felicia is the resident hair dresser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ADAM and his gang are doing great. He's working on schoolwork like crazy, and doing well. He is dating, but nobody in particular... yet. He's a good kid, and we're glad he's our little brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If anyone mentioned above didn't like what I said about them, then they can type their own news. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-849712804570443910?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/849712804570443910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=849712804570443910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/849712804570443910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/849712804570443910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2008/01/well-be-good-we-promise.html' title='We&apos;ll Be Good, We Promise!'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567142546664665869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/SYDtdEDXlnI/AAAAAAAADC8/fxy7U6SR5D0/S220/vintagepinupphotosm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/R5F46Zc2W8I/AAAAAAAAAos/_UCykrWJAZ8/s72-c/Jason%27s_wedding_012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-6167755130900926501</id><published>2008-01-18T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T10:14:17.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>December and part of January for the Smith Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/R5DeJpc2W5I/AAAAAAAAAn0/LUncdf09ZYU/s1600-h/IMG_0665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156865830666263442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/R5DeJpc2W5I/AAAAAAAAAn0/LUncdf09ZYU/s400/IMG_0665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December was pretty crazy for us, with moving and all. We tried to have a normal Christmas, but it did seem rushed. We had nice visits with both Brandon's family and my family, and we were given so many nice gifts. We appreciate everything everyone does for us! When we visited the Howells we had our family pictures taken, and that last post was a joke about it, if you couldn't tell. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aubrey is turning 12 tomorrow! We are very excited for her, but feeling a little old. She is so excited to be in Young Womens! She's been wanting to go to Young Womens for, oh, about 6 years now. She had a birthday party last night. We let our kids have a party with friends when they turn 8 and when they turn 12. That's enough!! She had some really nice girls over, and they ate pizza and had cupcakes and popcorn and watched a movie and did their nails... all that girly stuff. We had them all home before midnight... we do "late nights" instead of sleepovers.  The picture is of Aubrey and her friend Savannah at her birthday party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyler and Cooper built a fun little igloo in our back yard. We had to force them to go play outside, but once they were there, they had fun. It's so cold here!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We enjoyed reading the newsletter. It's nice to know what is going on with everyone's lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, Brandon, Mindy, Aubrey, Tyler, and Cooper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-6167755130900926501?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/6167755130900926501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=6167755130900926501&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/6167755130900926501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/6167755130900926501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2008/01/december-and-part-of-january-for-smith.html' title='December and part of January for the Smith Family'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567142546664665869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/SYDtdEDXlnI/AAAAAAAADC8/fxy7U6SR5D0/S220/vintagepinupphotosm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/R5DeJpc2W5I/AAAAAAAAAn0/LUncdf09ZYU/s72-c/IMG_0665.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-9203766825729569264</id><published>2007-12-16T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T23:03:59.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowy Smiths</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/R2YEaok7luI/AAAAAAAAAcE/yzyR-wcwouw/s1600-h/IMG_0406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144804479932798690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/R2YEaok7luI/AAAAAAAAAcE/yzyR-wcwouw/s400/IMG_0406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We've got a ton of snow here in Vernal over the last couple of weeks, and it's been SO cold!   It's definitely beginning to look a lot like Christmas!  We've been singing Christmas hymns as a family every evening, and that has been a fun way to bring the Christmas spirit to our home.  Cooper has been getting into singing the Christmas hymns.  He was singing his little heart out in church today.  We got a few people turning around and smiling at him, one sister said she hopes he keeps singing all his life, and one brother gave him a CTR bracelet.  If only I was 6 years old and as cute as a button...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all doing fine, and enjoying it here in Vernal, so far.  I'm missing having a Target to shop at, but we did find jeans for Aubrey at Walmart after a long search everywhere!  I'm not a Walmart fan, but if they have jeans that fit a hard-to-fit girl, I'll go for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler is his same rambunctious self.  He's had a little bit of problems at school already, but he's doing much better now.  If we can direct his energy, he does just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I helped Brandon pick out some paint to paint the store he's managing.  I am planning on going in next week to help him paint.  I'll get paid, of course.  I'm not a big fan of painting, but it will be fun to spend time with Brandon, and I can make a little extra money while I'm at it.  Plus, it will help him out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm enjoying decorating my new house.  Brandon's mom says that it's like everything we've collected since we were married was meant for this house.  My antique stuff is perfect here.  I don't know if our cats, Scout and Bunny, like it here.   They're strictly outside cats, and there are a couple of big mean cats around the neighborhood.  Hopefully they can stick together and stand up to those bully cats.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-9203766825729569264?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/9203766825729569264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=9203766825729569264&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/9203766825729569264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/9203766825729569264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2007/12/snowy-smiths.html' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-7348592074019885146?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/7348592074019885146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=7348592074019885146&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/7348592074019885146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/7348592074019885146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2007/12/tired-boy.html' title='Tired Boy'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01967107248852643948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/Sxvs_syC8lI/AAAAAAAABrE/ZHswwgrzLXY/S220/Geoff1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/R19Z4KsPiZI/AAAAAAAAACg/dR6-S6mec8o/s72-c/SD530021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-6250557330941274836</id><published>2007-12-08T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T13:53:36.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I updated my blog!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-6250557330941274836?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' 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This is on our blog too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-9160759498849224369?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a88c7e2af441c999&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/9160759498849224369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=9160759498849224369&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/9160759498849224369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/9160759498849224369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2007/12/allstons-bath.html' title='Allston&apos;s Bath'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01967107248852643948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/Sxvs_syC8lI/AAAAAAAABrE/ZHswwgrzLXY/S220/Geoff1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-2473735076317374354</id><published>2007-12-01T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T18:19:24.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Allstons teeth, 1stChristmas tree.</title><content type='html'>One of Allston's bottom teeth poked out the other day, and his second bottom tooth poked out today, they are his first two teeth. Allston will be nine months on December 5th! And today we put our first Christmas tree as a married couple up, we didn't get one last year because I was on bed rest so I didn't want one. We decorated it in blue and orange like the football team the bears! It looks really neat, the colors go together really well alot better than I thought they would. -Belicia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-2473735076317374354?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/2473735076317374354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=2473735076317374354&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/2473735076317374354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/2473735076317374354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2007/12/allstons-teeth-1stchristmas-tree.html' title='Allstons teeth, 1stChristmas tree.'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01967107248852643948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_argCRLfVdgY/Sxvs_syC8lI/AAAAAAAABrE/ZHswwgrzLXY/S220/Geoff1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-3225368880521625651</id><published>2007-11-22T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T18:25:43.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ibzNK5huJMs/R0Yr755czFI/AAAAAAAAAAk/yKzF3nB1esY/s1600-h/SD530072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135840733216689234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ibzNK5huJMs/R0Yr755czFI/AAAAAAAAAAk/yKzF3nB1esY/s320/SD530072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi, everyone, how was your day? We had a nice Thanksgiving. We ate at Chuck-A-Rama with Felicia's parents, her Grandmother, sister, Geoff &amp;amp; Felicia, and Adam. It was good company and good food. It makes us appreciate all that we are thankful for. We have such a wonderful family and we are so thankful for all of you. We are going to Vernal tomorrow to help Brandon and Mindy get moved in. We are going to go to Ashley's baptism on Saturday and are looking forward to that and to seeing everyone there. It is amazing how fast she is growing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-3225368880521625651?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/3225368880521625651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=3225368880521625651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/3225368880521625651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/3225368880521625651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2007/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Ken - Tam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07373377431412333519</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/_ibzNK5huJMs/R0Yr755czFI/AAAAAAAAAAk/yKzF3nB1esY/s72-c/SD530072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-4883537347527441666</id><published>2007-11-21T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T13:01:50.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashley</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ezDCf7LEvw4/R0SOCVnU8BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MllHNkoUcNU/s1600-h/DSC_0838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135385645922185234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ezDCf7LEvw4/R0SOCVnU8BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MllHNkoUcNU/s320/DSC_0838.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-4883537347527441666?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/4883537347527441666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=4883537347527441666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/4883537347527441666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/4883537347527441666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2007/11/ashley.html' title='Ashley'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15781236007402210411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ezDCf7LEvw4/SAUfbSg5AnI/AAAAAAAAADY/0HhnpJLyybA/S220/DSCN0966.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ezDCf7LEvw4/R0SOCVnU8BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MllHNkoUcNU/s72-c/DSC_0838.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-2870257005753021626</id><published>2007-11-21T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T12:45:49.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi</title><content type='html'>Ok.  We are blogging.  We are bloggers.  We are bloggists.  So, Ashley is getting baptized on Saturday.  We are very excited for that.  She is such a good girl.  The bishop said she knew everything that he asked her.  She is smart.  I can't believe that I have an 8 year old.  Time goes by so fast.  I wish I could slow it down to enjoy everything more.  I remember looking at her for the first time when she was born.  She was such a cute baby, and now she is a beautiful little girl.  I could go on and on, but I won't.  I am proud of Ashley and I love her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-2870257005753021626?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/2870257005753021626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=2870257005753021626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/2870257005753021626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/2870257005753021626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2007/11/hi.html' title='Hi'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15781236007402210411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ezDCf7LEvw4/SAUfbSg5AnI/AAAAAAAAADY/0HhnpJLyybA/S220/DSCN0966.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-5250497984828515015</id><published>2007-11-07T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T16:53:38.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Ethan</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f8ff422f4eb9948a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df8ff422f4eb9948a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330365318%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D73E290A6A3D3E068DDFB387B97991C8DB3F82F6C.3B5EB97730BEB98D370527A4E295FD2C581F619A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df8ff422f4eb9948a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DY9EahpFxYWXwv3bFBXw1aK4xVh4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df8ff422f4eb9948a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330365318%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D73E290A6A3D3E068DDFB387B97991C8DB3F82F6C.3B5EB97730BEB98D370527A4E295FD2C581F619A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df8ff422f4eb9948a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DY9EahpFxYWXwv3bFBXw1aK4xVh4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had to post this video here, just in case anyone reads here, and not my blog too (where I also put it).  It's just too funny not to share. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-5250497984828515015?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f8ff422f4eb9948a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/5250497984828515015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=5250497984828515015&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/5250497984828515015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/5250497984828515015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2007/11/funny-ethan.html' title='Funny Ethan'/><author><name>Brenda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4R6RWENgiE/Sq7XcDlkVcI/AAAAAAAAC1k/n6ggpV5WbVQ/S220/342976611.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-5171819538000432530</id><published>2007-11-04T00:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T00:20:44.929-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vernal, here we come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I just thought I'd let everyone know a little bit about what is going on with our moving. Brandon was contacted by the owners of a company called Contractor's Warehouse in Vernal, Utah. They wanted him to come be the manager of their new store there. It's a little bit of a scary thing, but could go really well, especially with the growth there due to the oil business. So, we felt like it was the right thing for our family, and put our house here on the market. Less than a week later, we got an offer! This is really amazing, considering 4 houses on our very street, 2 of them directly on either side of us, have tried to sell their houses in the past 6 months or so, and none have succeeded. I chalk it up to being blessed, pricing it right, and having a nice house. ;) We will close at the end of this month...so we know something could still go wrong with the sale of our house, but we're trying to have faith, not fear. (I've been listening to conference talks on my ipod when I run...Quentin L. Cook's talk has been sticking in my head...faith, not fear, faith, not fear....) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, now we're facing the challenge of finding somewhere to live in Vernal! This is not an easy thing, since the growth there has driven the prices way up. Brandon leaves very early Monday morning to start work there, and will be searching daily for a house for us to rent, or buy if we must right now. I'm hoping for a 100 year old farmhouse with lots of charm, not in too much disrepair, on some acreage with lots of trees. And all for the right price. Am I asking for too much? ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128866125586610098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/Ry1kkTwft7I/AAAAAAAAAQY/FO4aQR9bHBI/s400/vernal_lds_mormon_temple8-thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're excited to get there, and experience a new place, and live near such a neat temple. If anyone wants to come out to Dinosaurland, you can always have a place to stay... as long as we have a place to stay! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-5171819538000432530?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/5171819538000432530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=5171819538000432530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/5171819538000432530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/5171819538000432530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2007/11/vernal-here-we-come.html' title='Vernal, here we come!'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567142546664665869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/SYDtdEDXlnI/AAAAAAAADC8/fxy7U6SR5D0/S220/vintagepinupphotosm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/Ry1kkTwft7I/AAAAAAAAAQY/FO4aQR9bHBI/s72-c/vernal_lds_mormon_temple8-thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-6911690802006358716</id><published>2007-11-03T13:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T13:58:06.969-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DwSq9jNyW-M/RyzNjWhHClI/AAAAAAAAACM/NWq7gVfAv4k/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128700082891721298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DwSq9jNyW-M/RyzNjWhHClI/AAAAAAAAACM/NWq7gVfAv4k/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi, Family,  This is me, Mom.  This is a picture of our front window, the beautiful Autumn leaves, and some of my new livingroom furniture.  The leaves were actually twice as brilliant, but, oh well.  I have been enjoying the cooler fall weather while it has been so sunny and mild.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      We have had some birthdays in our family during October.  We went to Kaitlyn's birthday party, and had a fun time.  Later in the month we went to Ashley's birthday party.  It was really fun to be together.  I love all our grandchildren so much.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      Ken and I drove to Mindy's and Brandon's acouple of weeks ago to take some violins from Dave for Mindy's student to try.  We had a blast trying out all the violins and comparing them.  I also took my old full-sized violin for Aubrey to grow into soon, since I have had to use a 3/4 size because of my hands.  We had fun while we were there.  As you will read in their blog, they are moving to Vernal, and have had an offer on their house.  We hope everything works out for you. I just wish you were moving close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     I have been preparing for months for my students' Fall Recital/Concert.  We had it this morning.  As usual, I was stressed and nervous about it.  There were a couple of glinches, but all in all, it turned out really great!  We had group pieces we had worked hard on.  I am glad to have it over with.  Now I can relax.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     A few weeks ago I went to the doctor, as I was feeling really sick, my chest hurt, and my cough was getting worse.  (I have had this cough for 2 1/2 years since I had bronchitus)  The doctor said I have acute bronchitus, possibly chronic bronchitus.  He put me on antibiotics, etc. Well, the next week the nurse called to say the chest x-rays showed that I had the first stages of pneumonia.  So I had to go back to the doctor a few days later for a follow-up.  He said I still have some bronchitus, and prescribed more antibiotics.  I have to go back in a couple of weeks, get another chest x-ray to see if it is all cleared up, and get a pneumonia shot and a flu shot.  Sounds like fun, huh.  The good news is that my  blood pressure is great.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     I hope all you kids will write in the blog.  I don't want to have to tell everyone your news.  I love you all.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                               Mom &amp;amp; Dad  (Ken and Tam)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-6911690802006358716?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/6911690802006358716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=6911690802006358716&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/6911690802006358716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/6911690802006358716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2007/11/hi-family-this-is-me-mom.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam Howell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07210837221661232291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/image/adamhowell23/RcJJOkTW_PI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1JLz2rSJdyA/s288/Zions%20089.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DwSq9jNyW-M/RyzNjWhHClI/AAAAAAAAACM/NWq7gVfAv4k/s72-c/031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-509620454289919997</id><published>2007-11-03T13:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T13:24:29.934-06:00</updated><title type='text'>October</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone,&lt;br /&gt;October was a good month for me to do tons of homework. That's all I seem to do these days. Anyway, I won't go too far into that. I'm studying Mechanical Engineering and I have three years left to go until I can be completely done with school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still find some time to have fun though.  Halloween was fun.  Here is a picture of my costume.  Some people weren't ever able to figure it out.  I wore this costume for the trunk or treat party that we had as a singles ward.  Then we went to an Institute party and I won the costume contest.  I felt special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DwSq9jNyW-M/RyzKW2hHCkI/AAAAAAAAACE/JmpabFJ3BlQ/s1600-h/Halloween+2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128696569608473154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DwSq9jNyW-M/RyzKW2hHCkI/AAAAAAAAACE/JmpabFJ3BlQ/s320/Halloween+2007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, I think that is all I have to say for now.  I'll let you know if anything exciting happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-509620454289919997?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/509620454289919997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=509620454289919997&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/509620454289919997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/509620454289919997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2007/11/october.html' title='October'/><author><name>Adam Howell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07210837221661232291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/image/adamhowell23/RcJJOkTW_PI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1JLz2rSJdyA/s288/Zions%20089.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DwSq9jNyW-M/RyzKW2hHCkI/AAAAAAAAACE/JmpabFJ3BlQ/s72-c/Halloween+2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-2964741112249295234</id><published>2007-10-31T08:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T08:27:29.517-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We Got an Offer!</title><content type='html'>Brandon and Mindy's house is officially under contract. Not even a week on the market, and we got an offer!!! Now we're just praying that nothing falls through and we can move on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-2964741112249295234?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/2964741112249295234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=2964741112249295234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/2964741112249295234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/2964741112249295234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2007/10/we-got-offer.html' title='We Got an Offer!'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567142546664665869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/SYDtdEDXlnI/AAAAAAAADC8/fxy7U6SR5D0/S220/vintagepinupphotosm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-6849803311691564333</id><published>2007-10-26T18:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T19:03:45.299-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from Kaitlyn's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4R6RWENgiE/RyKMr_914UI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cTXIshQlpaE/s1600-h/Oct26+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125814013434126658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4R6RWENgiE/RyKMr_914UI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cTXIshQlpaE/s320/Oct26+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4R6RWENgiE/RyKMvf914VI/AAAAAAAAAJg/mL4s2naj8DM/s1600-h/Oct26+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125814073563668818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4R6RWENgiE/RyKMvf914VI/AAAAAAAAAJg/mL4s2naj8DM/s320/Oct26+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4R6RWENgiE/RyKMv_914WI/AAAAAAAAAJo/flyMIrnmqFo/s1600-h/Oct26+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125814082153603426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4R6RWENgiE/RyKMv_914WI/AAAAAAAAAJo/flyMIrnmqFo/s320/Oct26+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4R6RWENgiE/RyKMxP914XI/AAAAAAAAAJw/6reNR0sCDoA/s1600-h/Oct26+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125814103628439922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4R6RWENgiE/RyKMxP914XI/AAAAAAAAAJw/6reNR0sCDoA/s320/Oct26+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-6849803311691564333?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/6849803311691564333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=6849803311691564333&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/6849803311691564333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/6849803311691564333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2007/10/pictures-from-kaitlyns-birthday.html' title='Pictures from Kaitlyn&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Brenda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4R6RWENgiE/Sq7XcDlkVcI/AAAAAAAAC1k/n6ggpV5WbVQ/S220/342976611.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4R6RWENgiE/RyKMr_914UI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cTXIshQlpaE/s72-c/Oct26+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-764413780685733118</id><published>2007-10-23T18:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T18:34:15.104-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mindy's Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/Rx6Sk80wRRI/AAAAAAAAAQI/QMXeIkA-nsQ/s1600-h/IMG_0275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124694589494543634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/Rx6Sk80wRRI/AAAAAAAAAQI/QMXeIkA-nsQ/s400/IMG_0275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are Brandon and Mindy's kids...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aubrey Lisanne, age 11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;loves to play the violin, babysit for other families (NOT her brothers!), read, and play with friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyler Elijah, age 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;loves to play the piano, draw, play baseball, and play outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cooper Isaac, age 6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;loves to "play the guitar", play outside, be a cowboy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-764413780685733118?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/764413780685733118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=764413780685733118&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/764413780685733118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/764413780685733118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2007/10/mindys-kids.html' title='Mindy&apos;s Kids'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567142546664665869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/SYDtdEDXlnI/AAAAAAAADC8/fxy7U6SR5D0/S220/vintagepinupphotosm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/Rx6Sk80wRRI/AAAAAAAAAQI/QMXeIkA-nsQ/s72-c/IMG_0275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31854055616964291.post-7147414620042979557</id><published>2007-10-23T18:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T18:19:07.415-06:00</updated><title type='text'>News From Us</title><content type='html'>Well, here it is!  The blog to find out what is going on in the Kenneth and Tamara Howell family!  We will all do our best to post here at least once a month!  Right, guys?  That means you, Dad, Mom, Jason, Dallas, Brenda, Troy, Geoff, Felicia, and Adam!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31854055616964291-7147414620042979557?l=howellfamilynews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/feeds/7147414620042979557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31854055616964291&amp;postID=7147414620042979557&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/7147414620042979557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31854055616964291/posts/default/7147414620042979557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howellfamilynews.blogspot.com/2007/10/news-from-us.html' title='News From Us'/><author><name>Mindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567142546664665869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDh-mJnduRc/SYDtdEDXlnI/AAAAAAAADC8/fxy7U6SR5D0/S220/vintagepinupphotosm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
