<?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-3444537622991430356</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:01:27.960-08:00</updated><category term='Golf day.'/><category term='Corn Maze'/><category term='Primary Program'/><category term='Updates'/><category term='week 8'/><category term='Laurel President'/><category term='Tara&apos;s goals'/><category term='First Transfer'/><category term='Quotes from movies'/><category term='Letter from elder Treadway'/><category term='Week 2'/><category term='Snow trip'/><category term='Trent 4th week at MTC'/><category term='6 weeks out'/><category term='Superman Party'/><category term='Good times'/><category term='Mission'/><category term='Disneyland'/><category term='5 Weeks out'/><category term='Homecoming Time'/><category term='Dirty Window'/><category term='Loved or well cared for??'/><category term='Talissa new eye glass'/><category term='Talissa Cake Decorating'/><category term='Trent in Argentina week 1'/><category term='Trent&apos;s Eagle Project'/><category term='Trent Graduation Night'/><category term='Missonary Letter'/><title type='text'>Treadway</title><subtitle type='html'>~The Secret Life Of The Treadways~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-9218686839927142022</id><published>2011-01-31T19:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T19:13:16.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tyra's Winter Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TUd4_moSjoI/AAAAAAAAAmo/dk0U_wBPbeU/s1600/DSC_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568552498363534978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TUd4_moSjoI/AAAAAAAAAmo/dk0U_wBPbeU/s400/DSC_0031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the pose that Jaron (Tyra's date) wanted to do. Super cute idea! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TUd4_WBRhDI/AAAAAAAAAmg/qTsdui0Y2js/s1600/DSC_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 396px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568552493904921650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TUd4_WBRhDI/AAAAAAAAAmg/qTsdui0Y2js/s400/DSC_0032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's always fun to have a good friend to joke around with :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TUd4_NiJEpI/AAAAAAAAAmY/j17xSzPhIzw/s1600/DSC_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 370px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568552491626861202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TUd4_NiJEpI/AAAAAAAAAmY/j17xSzPhIzw/s400/DSC_0029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; awwwwwwhhhhhh :) need we say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TUd4-r-gGII/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Kb3LYpTfH8Q/s1600/Copy%2Bof%2BDSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568552482619005058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TUd4-r-gGII/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Kb3LYpTfH8Q/s400/Copy%2Bof%2BDSC_0002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute kid! All grown up! We are so proud! Her Dress had Pockets!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-9218686839927142022?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/9218686839927142022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=9218686839927142022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/9218686839927142022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/9218686839927142022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2011/01/tyras-winter-dance.html' title='Tyra&apos;s Winter Dance'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/TUd4_moSjoI/AAAAAAAAAmo/dk0U_wBPbeU/s72-c/DSC_0031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-3284347353673999865</id><published>2011-01-31T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T19:04:09.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you kidding me, why would you tell your mom this??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TUd4BxP0h2I/AAAAAAAAAmI/ZwT8APyMWN0/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568551436061804386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TUd4BxP0h2I/AAAAAAAAAmI/ZwT8APyMWN0/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey mom,&lt;br /&gt;Well I still haven´t gotten my package, but I´m not worried. Today we went to a place called a Manzana had slaughtered a goat and then ate it. I´m serious! We went to a goat farm, all pitched in to buy one, watched the cross eyed farmer go in the pen, tackle one, took it around back with 2 other farmers and KILLED IT! We all took pictures and some recorded it. It was so gross! He skinned it and cleaned it and everything! I took some pics but thought maybe I should wait to show them until I get home, lol. I almost felt bad because it was the one I almost petted while we were waiting. He bagged it up and we took it with some ward member from another area to a bbq place near the river and cooked it. It was really good. Now I don´t fell bad, it was worth it, only cost my 20 pesos and I got all I could eat. So here’s what you and dad should do. Buy a goat and start raising it, then when I get home we can eat it! lol.&lt;br /&gt;So this new area is way cool. The weather is nice except for when walking through the thousands of acres of grape farms, it’s really humid in there. My comp and I as the councilors pretty much do everything because our branch president does nothing. Alot of our work now consist of trying to work with the members that come and trying to the rest to re-activate. Its something different and am learning alot about to groups of people function and how are the best ways to help them as a whole as a leader. Mostly because the members come to us before the go to the Pres. something else were trying to change. I Love you mom, I´ll send some new pics next week. Thank you for everything :)&lt;br /&gt;Just so everyone knows, My MOM is the best MOM in the WORLD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elder Treadway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-3284347353673999865?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/3284347353673999865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=3284347353673999865' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/3284347353673999865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/3284347353673999865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2011/01/are-you-kidding-me-why-would-you-tell.html' title='Are you kidding me, why would you tell your mom this??'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/TUd4BxP0h2I/AAAAAAAAAmI/ZwT8APyMWN0/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-5198344847263210609</id><published>2011-01-31T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T18:48:10.031-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First Transfer'/><title type='text'>Elder New Home, 6 months out.</title><content type='html'>I´m doing great! I love this new area, its like a little Paradise. And largely due in part to my new comp, he´s a stud. His name is Elder Arauz and is from Panama. And get this, I told this to Tyra already but he looks exactly like Jake from Twighlight! Its crazy but he´s like his twin. I´ll have to send a pic some time but its so funny. He hates it when I say something like that but its funny still. Today though wasn´t too funny, we all went as a zone to a local camp ground area and had a BBQ bun my comp was attacked by a bunch of Africanised bee´s. He got stung about 16 times! He took it like a man and after about 5 minutes said it didn´t hurt. I´m pretty sure I would of been crying. It happened when he went chasing after the football near a stream and he just brushed past their bush without knowing they were in there. It wasn´t very funny and we were all worried, but like I said, the guy is tough. And luckily didn´t have any type of allergic reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  My new area is like a little valley that’s got really nice weather compared to my last. Not nearly as hot, which I´m really grateful for. AND, there are TONS of Bolivians here, so many Bolivians. It’s basically like being in down town Mesa where there are alot of Mexicans, this is basically where I am here, only for Argentina, Bolivians are their Mexicans, lol. And yes, apparently they talk very fast, now I understand what it must have been like for Josh Boyd at first, very tough to understand if you´re brand new to Spanish. It should be fun though, they are a totally different people compared to your regular Argentine. Oh yeah, my comp and I are the first and second councilors in our branch. I forgot to tell that to dad. But now we can say that we´ve both been councilors at the same time, haha.&lt;br /&gt; Thank you for everything mom, I love you, you´re the best, anyone would choose you to be their mom in a heartbeat ;)&lt;br /&gt;  Love, Elder Treadway&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-5198344847263210609?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/5198344847263210609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=5198344847263210609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/5198344847263210609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/5198344847263210609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2011/01/elder-new-home-6-months-out.html' title='Elder New Home, 6 months out.'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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-3444537622991430356.post-356572149230542247</id><published>2011-01-31T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T18:45:14.357-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mission'/><title type='text'>Elder Treadways Birtday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TUdzgV2WzJI/AAAAAAAAAmA/gp0TsWUZZzk/s1600/SANY0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568546463725046930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TUdzgV2WzJI/AAAAAAAAAmA/gp0TsWUZZzk/s400/SANY0010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TUdzgL5oPJI/AAAAAAAAAl4/Qu0leZl59gw/s1600/SANY0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568546461054418066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TUdzgL5oPJI/AAAAAAAAAl4/Qu0leZl59gw/s400/SANY0023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TUdzf5hRxjI/AAAAAAAAAlw/2kJdwqBTGLk/s1600/SANY0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568546456120444466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TUdzf5hRxjI/AAAAAAAAAlw/2kJdwqBTGLk/s400/SANY0039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TUdzfpxAEBI/AAAAAAAAAlo/Ivf53roN8Co/s1600/SANY0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568546451891425298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TUdzfpxAEBI/AAAAAAAAAlo/Ivf53roN8Co/s400/SANY0041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pictures. Me and Elder Porras (from Peru) after he smashed and egg on my head for my birthday. Us again on New Years Eve. Me after I bought my cowboy hat, There was this little kid with this mini horse that I was going to sit on to take the picture but he wanted to much money, so I paid him like a peso just to stand next to it, smart kid. &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/3444537622991430356-356572149230542247?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/356572149230542247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=356572149230542247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/356572149230542247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/356572149230542247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2011/01/elder-treadways-birtday.html' title='Elder Treadways Birtday'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/TUdzgV2WzJI/AAAAAAAAAmA/gp0TsWUZZzk/s72-c/SANY0010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-171943391073078728</id><published>2010-12-27T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T11:46:42.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elder Treadways Birthday</title><content type='html'>Hey Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;   This week was a lot of fun. Starting with mission conference in Mendoza on Tuesday where we listened to President speak and then had a mission Christmas party after, including Santa Clause! Then on Wednesday which we know is the 2nd most important holiday after Christmas (my B-day, lol) it was really sweet, the family that we baptized last transfer really like me and so they threw me a birthday party. They invited a bunch of their other family from the other area and we all had soda, some weird dry Argentine pastry things at the start. Then they took us outside and lit off fireworks for 20 minutes. Then sang Happy Birthday first in English! The only words they said were ¨Happy Birthday- happy birtday- Happy biiirrrrrthdaaaay Elder Shreedway, happy birthday for you. (that’s about the best people here can pronounce my name) then they sang again in Spanish, it was So Awesome! Then they had this big cake that they made me bite into, then Richardo the dad of the family came up behind and pushed my face into it, it was hilarious. For gifts they gave me a new bar of soap and spray deodorant. I was just joking and asked if they thought I always smelt bad or something, but the blank looks on their faces when they obviously didn’t understand the humor told me they legitimately thought of it as something sincere. I was extremely grateful to all of them and for everything. (I have pictures of this but I can’t send them from this computer store. I’ll send them next week.) Then my birthday was finished off when we got home that night Elder Porras (from Perú) who lives on our pench came up to me and said ¨happy birthday man¨ then smashed an egg over my head, also something very traditional.&lt;br /&gt;   I was hardly homesick for Christmas at all because they don’t celebrate Christmas anything close to how we do in the states. Its not very focused on family, and of course the Catholics celebrate the life of the Virgin Mary more than the Birth of Christ, very strange. At midnight after Christmas Eve they start shooting off Fire Works which lasted until 5 in the morning. The next day it was a complete ghost town. Not a single person was in the street except for a couple staggering drunk people. So we just spent the day in our apartments. Eventually later towards the evening people starting coming out and some stores opened up. Me and my Peruvian friend shared a big bottle of Coke as we grilled a Chicken on our little 3X15 back patio. It was all around a very relaxed day that we didn’t have to feel bad for not doing much because there wasn’t anything we could do. My comp and I had a baptism yesterday, speaking of which. I found out at our Christmas conference that I made it onto the top baptizer list of the mission for the last 3 months. So I thought that kind of cool, I’m determined to keep working hard to see if I can do it again for the next 3 months. Thank you to all my extended family for all your letters that came in my Christmas package. It was really fun to read a little bit from my little cousins. I’ll be doing my best to get letter off to all of you through this next month. And a special big thanks to my immediate family for the bag of Taco Bell sauces, dreams really do come true. I let my Peruvian friend try some and he loved it so much that he says he’s going to go to America just to try Taco Bell. I love you, Happy Holidays, talk to you next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con Amor, Elder Treadway&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-171943391073078728?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/171943391073078728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=171943391073078728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/171943391073078728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/171943391073078728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2010/12/elder-treadways-birthday.html' title='Elder Treadways Birthday'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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-3444537622991430356.post-3316391113921296806</id><published>2010-12-14T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T15:00:05.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elder Treadway letters home to mom.</title><content type='html'>11/6/10&lt;br /&gt;Hi mommy!&lt;br /&gt;    That’s what everyone calls there moms here, everyone from 4 year olds to 30 year olds, its kind of funny sometimes because they do it in a whiny voice and everything and its just normal.&lt;br /&gt; Well I’m not sure what could have caused your dream or made you worry about me. I will admit that this last week was probably one of the most stressful. My companion left this morning. I don’t think we both realized how close we were until last night and this morning. But I think you can say it was a good time working with someone if you both have tears in your eyes when saying goodbye. It was kind of funny because he’s an Idaho farm boy and was doing his absolute very best not to let it show, and I did the same. Last week we had interviews with President Lindahl and he just flat out told me that Elder Hurst was THE best missionary he’s had. I’m very humbled that I got to start out with him and learn what I did. I feel I’ve gotten to see the best example I could’ve of what it means to truly be lost in the work. The best part is that he did it so well I had no choice but to let it happen to me. I’m really going to miss him, but am excited for the future. Especially anxious for Wednesday for when I’ll more than likely be getting my first Latin comp! I’m really excited because over the last couple of days I’ve really improved in the language, and so if I get a Latin it will only help to speed the learning process, especially now that I basically understand better how to learn.&lt;br /&gt;    So that’s basically what’s been happening. Elder Hurst will be home on Wednesday and he’ll be going to BYU Idaho. (Funny thing, I told him about how Tyra will be going there, ever since he’s liked to tease me about he’ll try and find her and marry her so that we could be brothers in law for eternity, lol. He was just kidding of course, I told him I’d knock him out if he did.)&lt;br /&gt;I’m starting to like Argentina. Like as in, now things are starting to become normal. The food is starting to taste good, I’m understanding a little bit more everyday when the people speak, and the work is just becoming more enjoyable because of that. Thank you for your letters, I’ll talk to ya next week, I Love You mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12/13/10&lt;br /&gt;So I went to McDonalds for the first time today. It was SoO good! I really miss tacos though.&lt;br /&gt;So my new comp is pretty good, Elder Luce is his name. He is from Las Vegas and is pretty much exactly like Tanner. He wear’s glasses the same and everything, and his personality fits too, its really funny.&lt;br /&gt;            So you want to hear something funny. I almost got my lights knocked out by a tree branch. Its been really windy from this past week, and all the streets are pretty much lined up with big tall trees. But, their really dry and very powerful winds come through and break off ¨Big¨ branches. We were waiting at a bus stop last this past Saturday night and we heard this big cracking noise, all a sudden ¨Bam!¨ this huge branch that weighed like 40 pounds just landed on the ground right next to me. I don’t now how it didn’t hit me because if barely scraped the bottom of my ankle and shoe, like as is it literally fell within centimeters of me. We were just kinda like ¨Holy cow man, You just about died!¨ haha, it was pretty funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-3316391113921296806?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/3316391113921296806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=3316391113921296806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/3316391113921296806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/3316391113921296806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2010/12/elder-treadway-letters-home-to-mom.html' title='Elder Treadway letters home to mom.'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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-3444537622991430356.post-2683372475588700436</id><published>2010-11-05T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T21:31:49.687-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='week 8'/><title type='text'>Being prepared</title><content type='html'>Hey everybody!&lt;br /&gt;    Well, it is definitely allergy season, and its hot, like in our pench especially at night, and the mosquitoes have been arriving. Then the other morning we discovered and outbreak of ¨magnets¨ in our pench. It was really gross, haha. Good thing I came prepared and my background is in ¨Pest Control¨ haha. This week seemed to be more busy than most. And a couple funny things happened. One, the bishop of our ward has a sign design shop (which is also his families house, like most of all businesses and stores here). While we were at their home for lunch he wanted to take a picture of my companion and I. I didn´t quite catch exactly what it was for but didn´t think much of it. Until yesterday while at church he called us into his office and showed us a paper weight/sticky note box with our picture printed on the side with some scriptural quotes around the rest of it. And then he tells us that he made and sent one to every bishop in the stake, the stake president, AND our area president; President Arnold of the Seventy. So as of right now a general authority may or may not have a picture of me on his desk.&lt;br /&gt;     Another thing, in front of our apartment we live in is a town plaza, and the last couple of week’s there’s a group of teenage boys that hang out there at night that we´ve befriended. (you know your friends when they are ¨sincerely¨ offering to share their marijuana with you. It was funny when that happened because I thought the were just being funny cuz they know were missionaries but then I realized they were being serious but only because the like to talk to us and were trying to be friendly) anyways. We´ve spoken with them a few times and every time they always have more or different questions so we told them to come to church which they got excited about and said they would. But yesterday morning they didn´t show up (which I was kind of expecting) but on the walk home we ran into one of them and asked him where they were. Come to find out, as he explained to us. They were really planning on coming, but the night before they all got caught drinking their beer out in the street and were taken to jail and were just let out yesterday morning. We thought it was funny and told him that’s one of the reasons he shouldn´t drink any more, he said he was thinking the same thing, then told us how he and his friends want to have an Asado with us. When it really comes down to it, this group of 5 young men really are good guys and don´t have any bad intentions for anything. I can only imagine the impact the gospel would have on their lives which every time we talk to them, they´re more and more interested in asking us serious life questions which you can tell they just simply have never had the influence of good or bad in their lives before. So we´ll see how things go with them.    This morning my comp and I were invited to speak to a high school class by an hermana in our ward who´s a teacher. So we went and spoke for about an hour and a half to about 55 students. We told who we are, explained some things about the states and then spent the time answering questions. I´ve really come a long way with speaking. I apparently have the opposite problem of most everyone else, I can speak really well for the short time I have, but I can´t understand worth a dime. But it was still cool think I was able to carry myself through our little presentation and explain everything I wanted to a crowd, and I still found a way to tell a joke or two and got them to laugh. I felt like my old self, lol.&lt;br /&gt;   Other than that not a whole lot else is different. I have my first legit mud hut experience while we were helping some other missionaries of our zone about 45 min away from where we are. Oh yeah, we finally had my First Baptism! Last Saturday night we had a baptism for a 9 year old girl of an inactive family who’s been becoming reactive. We´ve been teaching her and were waiting for her dad to get cleared through the bishop to do the ordinance. It all worked out great and we´ve built a good relationship with the family. Its been awesome to see the changes that have been occurring in their lives as they´ve been becoming reactive. The dad is a great guy and is always ready to share his testimony of how he knows for certain of the blessings he and his family have been receiving as they started coming back to church. (blessings like, getting work cuz he was jobless for the longest time, and his families unity, because not to long ago, they were seriously considering divorce before. But now, they´ve done a complete 180, its been great.)&lt;br /&gt;   I hope everything is going well for everyone else, thank you for your thoughts and prayers, I love you all.&lt;br /&gt; Elder Treadway&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-2683372475588700436?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/2683372475588700436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=2683372475588700436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/2683372475588700436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/2683372475588700436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2010/11/being-prepared.html' title='Being prepared'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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-3444537622991430356.post-4022470080018027061</id><published>2010-10-17T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T21:16:34.879-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6 weeks out'/><title type='text'>I now know what it is like to have brothers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hi everybody,&lt;br /&gt;Well I can´t believe this week I´ll have been here a whole month already. Its weird because even with the days seeming like they take forever time all around has seemed to have gone by really fast. This past week was seemed a bit long though. We didn´t have any lunch appointments with members because of conference last week so we didn´t receive any sign up list so we had to figure that out every day which was annoying because every starts to close for Siesta before lunch time. But we figured it out, we basically ate alot of pancakes this week. But then I was sick all day on Friday with what I think was just the day flu. I woke up feeling like crud and it lasted the whole day and into the night but was gone by the next morning. Which was good because on Saturday we had a service project and helped paint a house that a family moving into our ward will be living in.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was kinda cool as after sacrament meeting we left church with the bishop to an inactive lady´s house to give her a blessing, her husband is a non member that we´ve been teaching and he came to church for the first time yesterday. Then last night we taught a first lesson to lady and her family that we met while knocking doors. She said that she talked with the missionaries a long time ago but that her ex husband chased them away. And by the end of the lesson she said that she thinks the church is whats been missing in her life for a long time and was eager for a copy of the Book of Mormon. Obviously were excited to go back, haha. Other than that not a whole lot has happened. I can now say I know what it would be like to have older brothers now being the youngest in our apartment, the other day all three of them tied me up on my bed and started eating my cereal, and reading my journal out loud, its all good though. I Love you all, have a good week!&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Elder Treadway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-4022470080018027061?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/4022470080018027061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=4022470080018027061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/4022470080018027061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/4022470080018027061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-now-know-what-it-is-like-to-have.html' title='I now know what it is like to have brothers'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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-3444537622991430356.post-479180498283663061</id><published>2010-10-05T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T22:35:24.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 3 - Mad Dog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TKwKQ6cWHRI/AAAAAAAAAlY/IUCzLfKJyLs/s1600/SANY0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524802128559086866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TKwKQ6cWHRI/AAAAAAAAAlY/IUCzLfKJyLs/s400/SANY0010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TKwKQhvAu_I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/npCxBMr0RSM/s1600/SANY0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524802121926491122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TKwKQhvAu_I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/npCxBMr0RSM/s400/SANY0013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TKwKQY33I-I/AAAAAAAAAlI/T5MWdwwrh5k/s1600/SANY0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524802119547692002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TKwKQY33I-I/AAAAAAAAAlI/T5MWdwwrh5k/s400/SANY0006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Well conference was pretty cool! Me and the other gringo missionaries in my zone got to watch it English in a small room at the Stake Center. I took alot of good notes from just about every talk given on Sunday. It was neat to see the members that showed up to the stake center bringing sack lunches and stuff because they needed to stay at the building between sessions.&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures from when I first got here. Me as were about to board the plane in Buenos Aires to fly to Mendoza (it was windy), the Buenos Aires coast line, the Buenos Aires temple in the middle of reconstruction, and a view from the balcony of where we stayed the night near the mission office in Mendoza.&lt;br /&gt;Last week was a pretty fun week because I´ve started understanding the people alot better when they speak which has let me get more involved in talking with them. And I had my first ¨almost dog attack¨ when some dog ran out of someone’s house and tried to bite me. It gave me a pretty good adrenaline rush, and was pretty funny. I was really scared, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone likes the pictures, sorry I didn’t send this email yesterday. We had our schedules changed up a bit because we had interviews with the President. I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Elder Treadway&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/3444537622991430356-479180498283663061?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/479180498283663061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=479180498283663061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/479180498283663061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/479180498283663061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2010/10/week-3-made-dog.html' title='Week 3 - Mad Dog!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/TKwKQ6cWHRI/AAAAAAAAAlY/IUCzLfKJyLs/s72-c/SANY0010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-2941774233560400824</id><published>2010-09-27T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T23:14:02.115-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Week 2'/><title type='text'>Yummie! Chocolate topped rice krispie treats</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TKGHmpiUfpI/AAAAAAAAAlA/zozGp7Oo8sU/s1600/P1050886%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521843716187520658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TKGHmpiUfpI/AAAAAAAAAlA/zozGp7Oo8sU/s400/P1050886%5B1%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;This past week was loco! Its all good though cuz I´m finally starting to get use to the walking. Yesterday (sunday) we were visiting an in active members home (nice family) but while there they offered us some dessert which while on the plate looked alot like chocolate topped rice krispies, but as I picked it up I was slightly dissapointed and shocked as it was very cold, wet, and squishy. I didn´t let my surprise show and proceeded to eat it anyways, it was sweet but kinda weird and chunky, after the visit my companion aske, ¨so how did you like your first piece of ¨Sweetend Goat Fat?¨ And I said it was almost as good as the Horse meat sandwich we had a few days earlier, haha.&lt;br /&gt;We did alot this past week as far as work goes, I had a couple of really cool experiences when I contacted a couple of people who even through my really bad and broken Spanish still accepted my invitation for my companion and I to come and teach them at their homes. We also have been doing alot of work with inactive members which has been going very well as so far were getting several to start coming back to church. We visit this one young family who has this little boy thats about 4 years old, he loves to sit on my lap and play with my badge, then makes me throw him up in the air, it made me start to miss my younger cousins when I would play with them like that. Their a really sweet family though and love having us come over to teach one of their daughters whose getting ready to be baptized.&lt;br /&gt;Its been starting to get pretty warm here, ¨here¨ by the way is in ¨San Juan.¨ About 2 hours north of Mendoza. And by what I hear it sounds like I´ll be staying here in the same area for atleast the next transfer as well, with my same companion, who will ge going home after the next transfer also in about 10 weeks. Right now our pench (apartment) has 2 other missionaries apart from my comp and I. The other two go home after this transfer in 4 weeks, aparently the rest of the zone jokes about how I´m so new and in a pench with 3 elders about to leave. The other 2 missionaries are a couple funny guys and are constantly joking around, and definitely take advantage of teasing me with the members since I can´t understand whats being said, especially when we all have a meal appointment at the same home.&lt;br /&gt;I promis next week to put some pictures up, I wasn´t able to with how our schedule worked out today. I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Elder Treadway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-2941774233560400824?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/2941774233560400824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=2941774233560400824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/2941774233560400824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/2941774233560400824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2010/09/yummie-chocolate-topped-rice-krispie.html' title='Yummie! Chocolate topped rice krispie treats'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/TKGHmpiUfpI/AAAAAAAAAlA/zozGp7Oo8sU/s72-c/P1050886%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-4234610896576616497</id><published>2010-09-21T09:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T09:48:39.270-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trent in Argentina week 1'/><title type='text'>Week 1 the real deal....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TJjhrcpKBqI/AAAAAAAAAk4/5GrbNMlg3Ng/s1600/SANY0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519409479881983650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TJjhrcpKBqI/AAAAAAAAAk4/5GrbNMlg3Ng/s400/SANY0033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Well, yes, I made it. And this place is crazy! I can’t understand a word anyone is saying, all of the sidewalks are made of the tile you see in Mexican restaurants, everyday we’ve had pasta for lunch with members, my companion walks about a thousand times faster than me so my legs are killing me, the buses all race each other and don’t always stop for you to get on OR off, the taxi drivers make it their goal to get you wherever you’re going as fast as they can and without stopping, my comp made me go out in the middle of a bus station and start practice talking to people by myself, the milk comes in bags, and I’m pretty sure some Catholic woman tried to put a curse on us.... I’m loving every minute of it! Haha&lt;br /&gt;So yes, things are definitely different, and it seemed very strange for the first few days, but by tonight at the end of my first P-day, I feel much more used to everything. Apart from just being tired, its been a great first five days. I’ve been struggling with the language of course but not near as bad as I thought I’d be, I can basically say everything I need to which has allowed me to participate in teaching lessons, and I’m not nervous at all to approach people now, even though I really can’t ever understand more than a few words they speak back. The buses dont stop most of the time and their pretty fun, you just get on and hold on and just watch as they fly through the streets relying on everyone to get out of their way including when they pass other vehicles going their way, they most funny part is when their stopped at a red light with another one because the drivers just think they’re there to race each other, lol.&lt;br /&gt;I can still receive letters through dear elder, but I only receive them about every 2 weeks. That’s still better than snail mail though. Thanks everyone! I love you all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-4234610896576616497?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/4234610896576616497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=4234610896576616497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/4234610896576616497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/4234610896576616497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2010/09/week-1-real-deal.html' title='Week 1 the real deal....'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/TJjhrcpKBqI/AAAAAAAAAk4/5GrbNMlg3Ng/s72-c/SANY0033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-2110851529636304778</id><published>2010-09-21T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T09:39:53.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy MTC Boys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TJjeyeTSbWI/AAAAAAAAAkw/r1KSP1kmc8o/s1600/SANY0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519406274460531330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TJjew3hIOoI/AAAAAAAAAkY/IdMKzdFgR5c/s400/SANY0044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TJjewRFG7uI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/7CR3wBeBS7Y/s1600/SANY0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519406264142458594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TJjewRFG7uI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/7CR3wBeBS7Y/s400/SANY0047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/3444537622991430356-2110851529636304778?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/2110851529636304778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=2110851529636304778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/2110851529636304778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/2110851529636304778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2010/09/crazy-mtc-boys.html' title='crazy MTC Boys!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/TJjeyeTSbWI/AAAAAAAAAkw/r1KSP1kmc8o/s72-c/SANY0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-5400104617229840653</id><published>2010-09-20T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T18:27:46.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing a letter from Trent</title><content type='html'>Sept. 10 2010&lt;br /&gt;I Want to tell you about experience I had. Something that helped me learn about prayer, and how it best works when we ask for the right things.&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday night on the 5th during the movie time at night, we went to were they where showing a film about teaching, from Elder Holland. It was made to help new seminary teacher. (I really liked it, and I took good notes) Well, that whole day I had been getting sick, and by that point at night I was really achy. Kinda like when you get the flu, During the movie it was at its worst, it got to the point where I couldn’t eve pay attention to the film because I was aching so bad. I was getting really discouraged because I was really wanting to pay attention. So I decided to pray and I simply explained that I really wanted to able to pay attention and learn what I could. As soon as I ended my prayer, like a light switch, my whole body went numb. All the aching I had been feeling went away and I did not feel any discomfort. I ended up taking 2 pages of notes from this video and I learned a lot.&lt;br /&gt;As soon as the video was over immediately began to feel the aching slowly start to come back. But I was fine with that, I realized that I had ask for a specific need, and it was for a righteous desire, and a want that was aligned with what Heavenly Father also wanted for me. My testimony and understanding grew a lot that night, and I will never forget how much I felt the spirit that night.&lt;br /&gt;I was only sick for the very next day. Another blessing I don’t think I would have received if I hadn’t decided to stay focused and keep working, and not let the aliments distract me. Because if I wanted to I could have stayed in bed all day, but I felt it was a chance to show I desired to keep working, and I was blessed for it. OF COURSE, the only way I felt these things was from the was I felt the spirit about it. I love feel the spirit, it so real, its awesome. I love being a missionary, and I love all of you.&lt;br /&gt;Adios,&lt;br /&gt;Elder Treadway&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-5400104617229840653?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/5400104617229840653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=5400104617229840653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/5400104617229840653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/5400104617229840653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2010/09/sharing-letter-from-trent.html' title='Sharing a letter from Trent'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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-3444537622991430356.post-3711643609425094716</id><published>2010-09-12T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T20:34:46.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last letter from the MTC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TI2aTQL6LMI/AAAAAAAAAkI/LwKkyEfeS_8/s1600/GEDC0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516234774151834818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TI2aTQL6LMI/AAAAAAAAAkI/LwKkyEfeS_8/s400/GEDC0099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is a picture of Trent and one of his best friends Josh Ray.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hola todos ustedes! Estoy muy animado por cuando yo va a por Argentina en cuatro dias!&lt;br /&gt;Antonces,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Things are definitely starting to get very exciting, I take on from Salt Lake to Atlanta GA at 8:00 am then from GA to Argentina at around 8 pm. Thank you to everybody who has sent me letters and packages during my time at the MTC. This week has gone very fast it seems, and I've been trying my best to stay focused and learn as much as possible. Of course its hard because alls we can think about is leaving, haha. Its all good though, its been a good week for me to reflect and realize just how much I have learned and grown since I got here. Most importantly my testimony has grown, and I feel so much more prepared now to be able to teach people.&lt;br /&gt;I obviously still need alot of work with the language, but I had another good experience Tuesday night at dinner when I met a few missionaries straight from Mexico, and I ended up speaking with them through dinner for a good 20 minutes, and I can count all the words I used in English on both hands, I very much accepted this as a Tender Mercy of the Lord as having received a way for me to view my progress as well as realize the things I still have most to improve on. It was really exciting though.&lt;br /&gt;We went and did a session this morning in the Temple, it went really well, great last time for a couple of years since I don't have on in my mission. Now for the next few days its gonna be alot of preparing to leave, and learning as much as possible. It seems like I had more to say but I can't remember darn it. I guess I could just say I'm grateful to be a missionary. I know that there are good things to come, and I look forward to the future. I am grateful for all the blessings I've received in my life, and I know that through the savior, all is well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I will post his new address as soon as we get it so we all can send him letters :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-3711643609425094716?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/3711643609425094716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=3711643609425094716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/3711643609425094716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/3711643609425094716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2010/09/last-letter-from-mtc.html' title='Last letter from the MTC'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/TI2aTQL6LMI/AAAAAAAAAkI/LwKkyEfeS_8/s72-c/GEDC0099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-3174939041018377537</id><published>2010-09-02T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T19:52:43.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11 days count down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TIBilynUr8I/AAAAAAAAAj4/nNxPT3yLjzo/s1600/fami173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512514345282875330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TIBilynUr8I/AAAAAAAAAj4/nNxPT3yLjzo/s400/fami173.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this past Tuesday devotional was pretty cool, we had Elder Hinckley of the Seventy. (Richard Hinckley, son of Gordon B. Hinckley) He was pretty funny, and had allot of similar qualities that reminded you of watching President Hinckley when he spoke. He also happens to be the head of the Missionary Department for the Church. He gave a good talk about principles that if followed would prove to give a missionary and successful and happy mission. So I of course took good notes. Did you know that the MTC is the 3rd largest Educational institution of the Church, it falls right behind BYU Utah 1st, and BYU Idaho 2nd, then the MTC, just ahead of BYU Hawaii. (I thought that was a pretty cool stat)&lt;br /&gt;My companion has been sick all week so everyday has been a toss around of working out who to go on exchanges with during the days for classes and what not because he's had to remain in bed, its a miracle I haven’t gotten sick because about 3 other guys on our hall way have all seemed to come down with the same thing. I thinks its because I keep over doing the recommended doses with the Vitamin C I have, I really really don't want to get sick, so I'm gonna keep doing what seems to work, along with being an extreme germaphobe, lol. But I can't get sick, I have to much to do and study still. Study is coming along better than it has in the past. I can basically carry a conversation, not very well at all of course, but well enough that whoever I'm talking to can get what I'm at least trying to say. Just imagine when you've spoken with a foreigner who barely speaks English and that’s about me with Spanish, haha.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I'm down to my last (approx.) 11 days! I get more and more excited after each day. I can't wait to get to Argentina, except its sometimes a mix of feelings. Simply because I just want out of the MTC, I'm starting to feel trapped, but I wouldn't say I don't like it, I just need room, haha. But on the other hand, I'm almost sorta nervous just because I know its going to be interesting at first, but only little, lol.&lt;br /&gt;I love you all, thank you to Marcey and her family for the package!&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Treadway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-3174939041018377537?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/3174939041018377537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=3174939041018377537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/3174939041018377537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/3174939041018377537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2010/09/11-days-count-down.html' title='11 days count down'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/TIBilynUr8I/AAAAAAAAAj4/nNxPT3yLjzo/s72-c/fami173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-6790462250281138917</id><published>2010-08-26T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T20:34:13.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite, "Jeffry R. Holland".</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/THcyF1jfuhI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hiBn9rZAdY4/s1600/GEDC0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509927744967784978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/THcyF1jfuhI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hiBn9rZAdY4/s400/GEDC0107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so the main hall for all the MTC Firesides and Devotionals was just completed for this week. And so my district got to sit inside for the first time and view meeting live. In fact, my companion and I made our way to being in the 7th row from the podium. And guess who the speaker was... (drum roll please)... None other than "the" Jeffery R. Holland! I couldn't believe it. Out of all 12 apostils, I got to see and hear my favorite one! It was probably easily one of the coolest nights of my life, and definitely an unforgettable experience of my mission. It was simply just the coolest thing, that I can't even really explain how excited I seriously am to even be sharing this. His talk was brilliant, and filled with council that just went straight through me. Which I'm so grateful for. Because if there’s anybody who's authorized to send a nice "wake up call" its him. Anyone’s who's listened to a few of his talks knows what I mean. He was full of love and the spirit, and I knew without a doubt who I was listening to. Funny enough, probably one of the coolest parts was when he left, and we watched him exit the stage after the meeting, and leave through the doorway, it was like as if someone had just pulled a blanket off of me, and I realized even better, that I was truly just spoken to by someone with the True Authority that only the Lord delegates who receives it. I will never forget the way I felt that night, and the things he spoke of and taught. Both for missionary work, and for our lives in the gospel.&lt;br /&gt;So that’s easily the most exciting that’s happened this past week, more like the whole 6 weeks I've been here. Not a whole lot of anything else has happened. I'm still struggling a bit with Spanish, but I've had a couple experiences where I ended up with a chance to talk to native Spanish speakers, one from California and the other from Guatemala. In each case I shortly realized after that I had carried on about a 10 min conversation with them, and they each reassured me and told me they were impressed with what I did know for only 6 weeks. It was very comforting and allowed the chance for my confidence to raise. I'm still no where near "good" but I appreciate the tender mercies of the Lord, and how he provided a way for me to have a positive self reflection.&lt;br /&gt;After everyday I grow more and more excited to be going to Argentina. Part of me wishes time would grow wings and magically zip by. Of course I'm equally reminded of how much more I'm in need of preparing, and that encourages me to stay focused and to work hard and continually "learn" to work even harder. Simply so that I can be as prepared as I can. One of the best blessings that came from hearing Elder Holland speak was that it helped to realize how little I know. Which I'm extremely grateful for because I've been trying hard to learn humility. Always remember that it is through humility that the Lord is able to teach us things. Especially the things we want most for ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you to everyone who has sent me letters, messages, and packages. I love you all, and look forward to hearing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;- Elder Treadway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-6790462250281138917?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/6790462250281138917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=6790462250281138917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/6790462250281138917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/6790462250281138917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-favorite-jeffry-r-holland.html' title='My Favorite, &quot;Jeffry R. Holland&quot;.'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/THcyF1jfuhI/AAAAAAAAAjo/hiBn9rZAdY4/s72-c/GEDC0107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-1393899404975673657</id><published>2010-08-24T19:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T20:15:58.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing tricks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/THSKTTtpIJI/AAAAAAAAAjg/a1YSnwCi3bA/s1600/GEDC0531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509180308494819474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/THSKTTtpIJI/AAAAAAAAAjg/a1YSnwCi3bA/s320/GEDC0531.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/THSJ2DW0c_I/AAAAAAAAAjY/xgMd9sEIFZI/s1600/gedc0530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509179805887919090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/THSJ2DW0c_I/AAAAAAAAAjY/xgMd9sEIFZI/s200/gedc0530.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy Fudge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/THSJ1ujbu4I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/GY5c0p5Oe2E/s1600/gedc0527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509179800303680386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/THSJ1ujbu4I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/GY5c0p5Oe2E/s200/gedc0527.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/THSJ1IkAa5I/AAAAAAAAAjI/XbkE4KEb7h8/s1600/gedc0528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509179790105537426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/THSJ1IkAa5I/AAAAAAAAAjI/XbkE4KEb7h8/s200/gedc0528.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought it would be fun to share with all of you the mean (fun)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;things we do to Trent. He needed a few things like a shoulder bag,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;two more white shirts and a scripture case. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also put in a whoopee cushion, paddle ball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with buzz light year and rocket balloons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we thought it would be funny to wrap it all up in "Princes" wrapping paper and one gift in Super Man paper. We also made him sugar cookies that were Christmas trees, Valentine and Halloween pumpkins shape's and wrap it all up in Christmas paper. One Missionary told me to send him a roll of duck tape, I am worried about what kind of trouble he will get into so I don't think I will do that one. After I found a box to put every thing in I forgot to take a picture of it. I am so disappointed in my self. I am sure he will get a kick out of it and have a good laugh. Oh yes I also cut out the heart shape princess paper and taped to the front of the box. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-1393899404975673657?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/1393899404975673657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=1393899404975673657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/1393899404975673657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/1393899404975673657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2010/08/playing-tricks.html' title='Playing tricks'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/THSKTTtpIJI/AAAAAAAAAjg/a1YSnwCi3bA/s72-c/GEDC0531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-372863328866320258</id><published>2010-08-20T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T19:25:17.534-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 Weeks out'/><title type='text'>Tremendous Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TG83F1FwrYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/j8RN7Lpg848/s1600/GEDC0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507681442587520386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TG83F1FwrYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/j8RN7Lpg848/s400/GEDC0104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I think Trent was playing around with one of his room mates. We also see that he not shaving much :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Hola mi familia, How is everyone? I got your mom and dads last dearelders, thank you for them. And yes mom, you can start sending packages again, lol. Well things are starting to feel like they're picking up, yesterday we had a meeting with the Argentine Consulate rep who came here from L.A and gave us a little address about Argentina and some things he thought we ought to know, (wasn't very much I didn't already know which I'm glad for because it made me feel like I have been well informed). It was interesting still, he is not a member of the church and a very "proud" person. Especially proud of "his" country. I feel as though that’s what we can expect with alot of the people from Argentina. He simply said he's sure were goanna love, to try everything we have the opportunity to try (especially when it comes to food and the "beef" because we'll come to find its much better than what we have for meat in the U.S, lol) and he gave a courteous warning to always be aware of where we are at all times, and to find out from trusted sources about different places in our areas. All around he was very informative and a nice guy. My Spanish is still not feeling like its coming that easy, but yesterday as I realized after a couple of times that I can pretty much say all my prayers in Spanish with no problem, it helped me to relax and not to stress about it and remember I’ve only been learning it for 5 weeks. Which reminds me, can you believe its been 5 Weeks! This whole time I thought time has been moving slow and yesterday it hit me like a brick, its been 5 weeks already, haha. My comp and I didn't get to go to the temple this morning because the we had our haircuts times during it, we have no other option because its about a week and a half wait on the Barber list. Soon as I'm done on the computer infact, its my turn. I can't tell you how much my testimony of prayer has grown. Its gotten to where my favorite point of the day is at the end before going to bed, being able to pray and having a full knowing confidence that father in Heaven is listening is a &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;tremendous gift&lt;/span&gt;. "Yo se que Padre Celestial vive" ( I know that God lives) I love you all, Hope Talissa's foot it doing alright, funny how in her letter she said she had Gatorade at the Doc office, atta girl. lol &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Elder Treadway &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-372863328866320258?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/372863328866320258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=372863328866320258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/372863328866320258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/372863328866320258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2010/08/tremendous-gift.html' title='Tremendous Gift'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/TG83F1FwrYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/j8RN7Lpg848/s72-c/GEDC0104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-1911981275066295546</id><published>2010-08-15T21:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T22:14:31.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 School year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TGjGBKsbYGI/AAAAAAAAAiI/xcke7BANEIo/s1600/GEDC0522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505868267813298274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TGjGBKsbYGI/AAAAAAAAAiI/xcke7BANEIo/s400/GEDC0522.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         First day of school and ready to go. Tyra will be a Sr.&lt;br /&gt;                                    this year and Talissa in 7th Grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TGjGAkrvneI/AAAAAAAAAiA/s46mTp7tuLA/s1600/GEDC0523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505868257609883106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TGjGAkrvneI/AAAAAAAAAiA/s46mTp7tuLA/s400/GEDC0523.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                   Tyra has a full load of classes this year and she is also on student council&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                    as Class Treasurer. She is also working a few hours at the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TGjGAR2ZciI/AAAAAAAAAh4/6zJkRxBLSrQ/s1600/GEDC0524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505868252554293794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TGjGAR2ZciI/AAAAAAAAAh4/6zJkRxBLSrQ/s400/GEDC0524.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                            Talissa is loving Jr. High, she says it is the best. This year she plans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                             to play basket ball and soft ball. The soft ball coach has already talk to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                             her and the Vice principle loves teasing her about being Trents sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-1911981275066295546?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/1911981275066295546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=1911981275066295546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/1911981275066295546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/1911981275066295546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2010/08/2010-school-year.html' title='2010 School year'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/TGjGBKsbYGI/AAAAAAAAAiI/xcke7BANEIo/s72-c/GEDC0522.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-2614378103270829523</id><published>2010-08-15T21:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T21:58:41.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Idea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TGjD8CinRaI/AAAAAAAAAhw/rPs9p9Pxl7Q/s1600/GEDC0340.JPG"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TGjD7uA5cUI/AAAAAAAAAho/B9DbPSCmKAQ/s1600/GEDC0340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505865975191925058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TGjD7uA5cUI/AAAAAAAAAho/B9DbPSCmKAQ/s320/GEDC0340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TGjD6zKuKtI/AAAAAAAAAhg/cMyD8gPsqa0/s1600/GEDC0337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505865959395437266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TGjD6zKuKtI/AAAAAAAAAhg/cMyD8gPsqa0/s320/GEDC0337.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TGjD6mF-Q_I/AAAAAAAAAhY/4GMyX43LwkU/s1600/GEDC0338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505865955885859826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TGjD6mF-Q_I/AAAAAAAAAhY/4GMyX43LwkU/s320/GEDC0338.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             I don't know why kids do &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;goofy&lt;/span&gt; things like this, but I am glad they&lt;br /&gt;                           can play with each other some times. This was a night that they where told&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                           to clean up the kitchen and I came in and they were sticking pencil erasers to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                           their faces. The funnest thing was it left red marks on their face for days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-2614378103270829523?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/2614378103270829523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=2614378103270829523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/2614378103270829523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/2614378103270829523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2010/08/bad-idea.html' title='Bad Idea'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/TGjD7uA5cUI/AAAAAAAAAho/B9DbPSCmKAQ/s72-c/GEDC0340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-8829060765942612103</id><published>2010-08-14T22:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T23:09:51.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TGeElBmQ-eI/AAAAAAAAAgw/rmiGYipyuDw/s1600/GEDC0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505514841102678498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TGeElBmQ-eI/AAAAAAAAAgw/rmiGYipyuDw/s320/GEDC0101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TGeENQ39LbI/AAAAAAAAAgo/81lPP1Ckn1c/s1600/GEDC0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505514432886549938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TGeENQ39LbI/AAAAAAAAAgo/81lPP1Ckn1c/s320/GEDC0090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, those are some good pictures, Talissa looks like she knows what she's doing, and Tyra definitely looks like she's ready to be at the top of the food chain, lol.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all the letters I've gotten, I always like to hear from all of you. Not a whole lot has been happening or anything new come up, except last weekend 4 guys in our group of 12 left for the MTC in the Dominican Republic which is where their missions are, and now its just the 8 of us going to Argentina, 2 of us though are going to the Buenos Aires West mission, the rest of the other 6 of us are all going to Mendoza. Josh Boyd was suppose to leave to the Peru MTC yesterday, which is kinda funny cuz I hadn't seen him since last Saturday night, and so Tuesday night I spent a while trying to find him when it was time to go back to our rooms for the night (he's in a different building) and I never found him. So I was kind of depressed thinking of how I wasn't gonna see him for a couple years, but this morning while we were walking to the temple and crossing the soccer field, out of no where he came running up to me. Apparently the had some last minute visa problems and had to miss their travel plans. So now they're waiting to get things cleared up which is said can be at any time. So at least I got to see him this Morning.&lt;br /&gt;My Spanish has some what begun to pick up again, last night we had teaching practice where volunteer workers come and act as investigators for us, and I gave about a 8 minute lesson on prayer completely in Spanish, it's no where near good but I was pretty proud of myself, lol. Oh ya, speaking of Visa's, 4 of us in our group including me got some good news about ours, we were called down to the travel office to sign some papers that had been sent from Argentina, it mostly just meant that things are moving along which is good because Argentina, Brazil, and Mexico are having the worst and most amount of problems with their visa stuff. There was one guy going to Mexico that had been here for 17 weeks! ( I really, really, really hope that doesn't happen to me) but there’s another group apart of our Zone that are 3 weeks past the time they were originally suppose to leave and just yesterday they got temporarily reassigned to a mission in California, they were all extremely excited, it was kind of funny.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, just so you know how it works, when you get here you're put into a district, like the one I'm in with 8 of us, and your district is part of a Zone/branch, there’s about 5 in ours. And every zone has a branch president who's called to serve in the calling and they usually all live withing 30 miles of the MTC. Our branch president is pretty cool, super nice guy (big broad shouldered cowboy type) who served his mission in Argentina, his Spanish is funny in an awesome way to listen to because he has a big deep voice cowboy accent. He's retired now and he and his wife travel for fun, just last week they took to a trip to Italy, this is what he was telling me during my interview with him last Sunday , lol, like I said, he's a funny guy.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm being flashed the 1 minute warning now, I gotta wrap this up, I'll try and write yall some letters and answer the questions I forgot to in this one. I Love all of you, remember to pray as a family, I miss having home evening.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, thanks for Killing my Fish TYRA! lol, and, I got a letter with a picture from Elder Corbett, who took the picture of all of you during that dinner?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-8829060765942612103?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/8829060765942612103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=8829060765942612103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/8829060765942612103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/8829060765942612103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2010/08/haha-those-are-some-good-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/TGeElBmQ-eI/AAAAAAAAAgw/rmiGYipyuDw/s72-c/GEDC0101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-1370487517300341696</id><published>2010-08-05T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T20:02:30.604-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trent 4th week at MTC'/><title type='text'>NO MORE FOOD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TFt6edMrmtI/AAAAAAAAAf4/7PZ4L3JDtD4/s1600/GEDC0514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502126033415674578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TFt6edMrmtI/AAAAAAAAAf4/7PZ4L3JDtD4/s320/GEDC0514.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hola!&lt;br /&gt;    As far as the watch goes, I'm just gonna try out one of these dollar ones they have here like what Josh Ray had. Long story short I had already bought a different watch at the bookstore for 10 bucks, but regreted it after the first week cuz I realized I didn't really like it, so I tried to sell it to some other missionary. No one would take it until this last tuesday night when I sold it to my first councilor of my branch presidency. Well, I didn't really even try to sell it but he listened to my sob story and he just gave me 10 bucks for it, he completely did it in a way that was like "here you poor chump, now leave me alone." It was pretty funny. I protested but he insisted so I just decided to count my blessings and take his offer, especially since alls I was asking was 5 dollars.&lt;br /&gt;    OH YEAH! Good news and Bad news, good news is, Josh Boyd and I finally got to get a few pictures, bad news is, just as we finished, my companion and I dropped my camera and broke it while trying to hand it to me. So (mom) email me and tell me what we should do, the card that was originally in there still has all of the photos on it, but the camera won't let any pics to be taken becuause the retractable lenses broke. Let me know if I should send it all to you or whatever needs to be done, I'm sure I'll need to just buy another camera so take some cash out of my account and just grab another of whatever you think will work.&lt;br /&gt;    Anyways thankyou to Marcey and Missy for the dearElder letters and the box of snacks from Missy, I don't have any of there email addresses because we don't get them when we recieve mail from dearElder. Which reminds me, NO MORE FOOD! haha, I'm super appreciative but I'm starting to have my own food storage of junk food in my closet, I've got plenty to last me for a bit now becuase we frankly aren't in the doorm enough to snack all that often. Plus, I think I'm gaining wait so I've started to do some working out for reals, they make it so easy to over eat at meal times. Thanks again, but I'm good for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;    We went through the temple again this morning and it was another great experience, and it was raining, I did'nt really like to walk through it becuase I didn't want my suit to get wet but it was still really nice. I think the second best part about going to the temple though honestly, is that we get to eat in the cafeteria after, and its SOOOOO GOOD! The best 4 dollars I could spend, haha, kinda mean to say but its such a nice break from the MTC campus cafeteria food.&lt;br /&gt;    Yesterday at the start of week 4, our teachers now only teach in 100% spanish. I like it becuase I'm starting to understand it now, I finally broke thru not being able to comprehend it and and starting to catch on more and more, its really exciting. I've also gotten alot better at teaching. And even that has become exciting as we do teaching practices to volunteers they have come here to the MTC, its way cool. It looks like you all had fun in PineTop, especially those dark clouds at the driving range, it sorta made me want to have been there. But, we've gotten to play in the rain here though, during gym time we go out and play soccer and it was super nice when it started to rain. I hope all else is going well, its kinda funny, cuz I still once in a while at the end of the day wanna ask how the stores did, lol. Yesterday one of my roomates who I've become close friends with and I were having a debate about who's got a better dog at home, and it really made me miss Flick. haha, btw, thankyou for sending those family pics, and the ones of Tyra and Talissa, which reminds me, I came out of the showere to find like 8 guys all staring at the one of Tyra, and I had to fight them all away from it, lol.&lt;br /&gt;   I Love you all, can't wait to hear some more,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con Amor, Elder Treadway&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/3444537622991430356-1370487517300341696?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/1370487517300341696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=1370487517300341696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/1370487517300341696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/1370487517300341696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2010/08/no-more-food.html' title='NO MORE FOOD!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/TFt6edMrmtI/AAAAAAAAAf4/7PZ4L3JDtD4/s72-c/GEDC0514.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-3795551084164253391</id><published>2010-07-29T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T19:55:08.925-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missonary Letter'/><title type='text'>Dreams and Jokes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TFI-TEiORwI/AAAAAAAAAfw/0lnHNYJkK80/s1600/GEDC0459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499526592328517378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TFI-TEiORwI/AAAAAAAAAfw/0lnHNYJkK80/s320/GEDC0459.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hola everyone!&lt;br /&gt;       Things are going just great here. We got to go and do a session at the temple this morning and it was AWSOME. (I kinda feel bad for Josh Ray cuz he left just before it was opened this last monday, lol) Something kinda cool I forgot to mention in my letters was that in my district, one of the guys names is Elder Woodruff, and he's actually the great, great, great grandson of Wilford Woodruff, how cool is that.&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou so much for the packages, and you were right mom, I almost did wanna cry, but i couldn't let myself because I had about 8 guys in my room when I was opening it, lol. I have been sleeping alot better starting this past monday, still not AS good as I would like, but I'm so grateful for the improvement, part of it I think was that I was sleeping on the top bunk which really bugged me through the night, so my Comp. swithched with me cuz he can handle it alot better because he's use to sleeping "on boats and planes all the time," so I was like ok cool, lets swith then, he hasn't had any problem.&lt;br /&gt;This morning however I woke up when it was time and for the first few moments I though I was back at home and in my own bed, and the first thing I wanted to do was go put ribs in the oven and was planning on grilling later on. I was a little discouraged when I remembered that I was at the MTC, haha. (seriously though, I miss grilling alot, I think I was kind of alot more attached than I knew)&lt;br /&gt;This week has so far been the best, my companion and I have started to work together better which has really just helped everything all around, for a while towards the end of last week and the begining of this week I sort of hit a wall with learning spanish and sort of fell behind, but as of yesterday I feel i've gotten over that curve and am starting to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night is sort of what we call "movie night" because they set up about 4 big rooms with big screens and show church condoned movies, this past sunday we watched "Legacy" and it has got to be the most fun movie to watch with a bunch of Missionaries. Everyone gets all goofy at the love seens, it hilarious.  Yesterday my three roommates decided to play a joke and in the moring when I went to the restroom they took one of my ties and wore them to see if I would notice, including my own companion. I notice half way thru the class and thought it was funny, so i didn't tell but instead when I went back to the room later on the two Elders apart from my companion, one I put on one of His ties, and the other I put on his other pair of dress shoes, I couldn' take any of my companions stuff because he was with me, but he still didn't notice me taking the other elders clothes. The one noticed I had his tie at dinner and I let him in on how I had his companions shoes, and he didn't realize until the night was over and I went up and showed him, it was pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that there hasn't been a whole lot goin on, still long days but they have gotten much easier as we've gotten use to the schedule, and the food even isn't that bad anymore. (still not great by anymeans, lol) I joke around with the Senior missionaries and how almost feel bad for them that they have to eat it also, one lady jokingly teased me when she told me how they're allowed to leave campus after a certain time, and that they get to stay in Hotels. I like talking to the older couples, and kinda miss work that way, just talking and assisting "grown ups." The other night after lights out, the four of us where lying in bed, I told and inpromt bed time story of what it was like to sell a combination of chemicals, its was titled, Trent the Salesman, they thought it was Hilarious. Well times up, I love you all and miss you ALOT, never thought I'd be homesick, but, I cant lie, its got me. However its still more than worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con Amor (with love), Elder Treadway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S, thank you for the dear Elders, keep em comin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-3795551084164253391?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/3795551084164253391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=3795551084164253391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/3795551084164253391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/3795551084164253391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2010/07/dreams-and-jokes.html' title='Dreams and Jokes'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/TFI-TEiORwI/AAAAAAAAAfw/0lnHNYJkK80/s72-c/GEDC0459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-8175139836629600723</id><published>2010-07-22T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T20:29:34.754-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letter from elder Treadway'/><title type='text'>Alright, First Email!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TEkMMY1f4wI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/6H02pQ9Vgl4/s1600/FAMIBW037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496938227147203330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TEkMMY1f4wI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/6H02pQ9Vgl4/s320/FAMIBW037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alright, First Email!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should be getting a letter in the mail soon that has a little note for each of you, I orginally sent it Monday but it got sent back because yes, I forgot to put a stamp on it, apparently they take that seriously, go figure. Haha (I know it needs one). All in all things are going pretty good, I saw Josh Boyd yesterday withing his first 10 min of being here, he seemed very relieved to see me and then told me how his dad called it just before they dropped him off when he said "Just watch, Trent will find a way to see you." I thought that was pretty funny because we were suppose to be at the field across the road having Gym Time but I "convinced" my companion to wait because I wanted to make sure I got to see Josh, lol. We had a good little reunion as if we hadn't seen eachother in forever.&lt;br /&gt;The MTC is a pretty great place to be, we have a couple of great teachers for helping us to learn spanish, one of which served in Argentina. Its alot of work of course, I'm dead tired most of the day mostly because I am having a really hard time sleeping, but also mostly because  we literally either have something to be doing or somewhere to be during all 16 hours of the from the time we wake up at 6:30 to the time we go to bed at 10:30, we don't even finish working on stuff until 9:30 at night before we go back to our apartments. I believe thats the secret as to why I'm doing so well in learning spanish so far though because we get so broken down with constant cramming that during the times we rest our minds just absorb what we were trying to take in during the day. I really appreciate all the Emails and notes from DearElder that I've gotten, Its ridiculous how excited I get when I find out I have something, lol, so keep them coming por favor. Other than being really tired all the time (which might also be due to my bad habbits of staying up late before I even got here, I'm still pondering if whether or not that could be it, lol) the food, haha, yeah, I'm beginning to realize more and more how good of a cook my mom was and how much she Spoiled me because frankly, this stuff stinks. I'm never living in a dorm at college and eating out of the cafeteria, lol. But I'm grateful for it because I'm sure it could be worse. I'm learning ALOT about how to live with someone else, having a companion that you have nothing in common with personalitly wise, or basic interest, or just not seeing eye to eye on Anything period, is doing me alot of good... somehow. lol, its not the worst, just a working progress, he's really a nice Elder, and we've got plenty of time to workd together.&lt;br /&gt;I Love you all, thankyou Sis. Ray and Alyssa for sending me Emails.&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou MOM, DAD, TYRA, TALISSA, I Love You.   Pet flik for me, haha.&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/3444537622991430356-8175139836629600723?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/8175139836629600723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=8175139836629600723' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/8175139836629600723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/8175139836629600723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2010/07/alright-first-email.html' title='Alright, First Email!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/TEkMMY1f4wI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/6H02pQ9Vgl4/s72-c/FAMIBW037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-4669424898783757484</id><published>2010-07-20T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T11:10:55.523-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letter from elder Treadway'/><title type='text'>1st Letter From Elder Treadway.</title><content type='html'>I or we have been waiting for this first letter. This is what it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;say's&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;   Hello family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I am officially a Full Time Missionary! And I have the badge to prove it. It says:      &lt;strong&gt;ELDER &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TREADWAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;                           &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;LA &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;IGLEESIA&lt;/span&gt; DE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;                          &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;JESUCRISTO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;                           &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;DE LOS SANTOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;                                           DE LOS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ULTIMOS&lt;/span&gt; DIAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is probably the coolest places I've have ever been. Everyone walks around with a smile on their face, and just sitting in a room before even starting a lesson you can feel the spirit. My companions name is Elder &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Bready&lt;/span&gt;, he is from Washington and is pretty nice guy.... Before I go I have to tell you something funny. In our first orientation lesson, a great big group of us were sitting in a room with the audience chairs hoarse &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;shooed&lt;/span&gt; around a make shift stage. There were two chairs facing a couch which had an actor sitting on it, we were all just watching him whose role was a "non member" as the class was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;simulation&lt;/span&gt; of a meeting for missionaries. After about 10 min of waiting for something to happen (we were all wondering what we were waiting for, there was about 30 of us, all here for the first day) Elder &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Jaccobs&lt;/span&gt; ( whose one of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;roommates&lt;/span&gt;) and I both made eye contact and were thing the same thing. We both got up and sat in the two empty chairs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of the guy/actor on the couch, and we started doing our best to start a discussion! The actor non member stared at us blankly and we were both tapped on the on the shoulder by the teacher who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;said&lt;/span&gt; "thanks guys, but we actually have a lesson about to start." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Talk about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;We felt like goofs but not too bad because I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;figured&lt;/span&gt; we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;weren't&lt;/span&gt; the only one who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt; thought it was some sort of a test. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Well, I love you all very much, I can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; emails &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Thur&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;dearelder&lt;/span&gt;.com, they print them and put in my mail box. You should tell EVERYONE! Just kidding. I'm going to bed now because I'm &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EXHAUSTED! :)  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;lOVE&lt;/span&gt; ELDER &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;TREADWAY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trenton mail box &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;number&lt;/span&gt; is 279, you will need it if you send him a email. He can not send you one back so you will have to wait for the snail mail :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;                                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-4669424898783757484?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/4669424898783757484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=4669424898783757484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/4669424898783757484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/4669424898783757484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2010/07/1st-letter-from-elder-treadway.html' title='1st Letter From Elder Treadway.'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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-3444537622991430356.post-1601694496253880745</id><published>2010-07-16T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T17:18:16.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trenton on his way to the MTC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TED0WKQiMqI/AAAAAAAAAd4/OoQcWO9trOw/s1600/GEDC0490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494660206940009122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TED0WKQiMqI/AAAAAAAAAd4/OoQcWO9trOw/s320/GEDC0490.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TED0VkjxivI/AAAAAAAAAdw/XjCYx0-PX20/s1600/GEDC0495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494660196820159218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TED0VkjxivI/AAAAAAAAAdw/XjCYx0-PX20/s320/GEDC0495.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was about 12 missionary going to the MTC on the same plane with Trent, it was really neat to see all those boys making sacrifice to serve.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TED0VTXKs6I/AAAAAAAAAdo/sC_sj2Ky3vI/s1600/GEDC0503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494660192203879330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TED0VTXKs6I/AAAAAAAAAdo/sC_sj2Ky3vI/s320/GEDC0503.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trent was on his way through sacerity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TED0U3SfifI/AAAAAAAAAdg/BhPQVZewKv0/s1600/GEDC0497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494660184668080626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TED0U3SfifI/AAAAAAAAAdg/BhPQVZewKv0/s320/GEDC0497.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-1601694496253880745?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/1601694496253880745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=1601694496253880745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/1601694496253880745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/1601694496253880745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2010/07/trenton-on-his-way-to-mtc.html' title='Trenton on his way to the MTC'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/TED0WKQiMqI/AAAAAAAAAd4/OoQcWO9trOw/s72-c/GEDC0490.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-3323846338780663566</id><published>2010-07-16T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T17:34:31.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trent setting apart.</title><content type='html'>The most amazing part of this mission experience was after Trenton was set apart, you could feel the change in him immediately.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TEDzU1QWCgI/AAAAAAAAAdY/6A5Qpy0h8vo/s1600/GEDC0483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494659084610570754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TEDzU1QWCgI/AAAAAAAAAdY/6A5Qpy0h8vo/s320/GEDC0483.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TEDzUTBlBoI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Ojfv1PPTaDY/s1600/GEDC0484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494659075421832834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TEDzUTBlBoI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Ojfv1PPTaDY/s320/GEDC0484.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TEDzTz47XTI/AAAAAAAAAdI/aoyOA3YaES0/s1600/GEDC0485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494659067064048946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TEDzTz47XTI/AAAAAAAAAdI/aoyOA3YaES0/s320/GEDC0485.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finishing all the packing just like a man, last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TEDzTdN7QGI/AAAAAAAAAdA/AAFaJa44hHg/s1600/GEDC0486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494659060978106466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TEDzTdN7QGI/AAAAAAAAAdA/AAFaJa44hHg/s320/GEDC0486.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TEDzS9gP6HI/AAAAAAAAAc4/U_teeIu_NIU/s1600/GEDC0488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494659052465023090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/TEDzS9gP6HI/AAAAAAAAAc4/U_teeIu_NIU/s320/GEDC0488.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-3323846338780663566?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/3323846338780663566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=3323846338780663566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/3323846338780663566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/3323846338780663566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2010/07/trent-setting-apart.html' title='Trent setting apart.'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/TEDzU1QWCgI/AAAAAAAAAdY/6A5Qpy0h8vo/s72-c/GEDC0483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-6529737819043837962</id><published>2009-11-15T20:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T21:49:03.889-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SwDUPfvYQRI/AAAAAAAAAck/7MIxXMa0tnY/s1600/PICT0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404552915527942418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SwDUPfvYQRI/AAAAAAAAAck/7MIxXMa0tnY/s320/PICT0031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;We have a few updates I wanted to put on my blog before we get into the holidays&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyra was invited to Homecoming by a friend from school, she had a great time. We even went to the football game to watch Tyler kick.&lt;br /&gt;They had dinner at his house with several other couples, went to the dance and within 15 minutes they left to go have their own dance in his back yard. It has become very hard for LDS kids to enjoy going to school dances these day.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SwDUPHNCirI/AAAAAAAAAcc/vN6O-BIYWTg/s1600/PICT0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404552908941462194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SwDUPHNCirI/AAAAAAAAAcc/vN6O-BIYWTg/s320/PICT0033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SwDUOk_cYMI/AAAAAAAAAcU/7BG79B2I0jM/s1600/DSCN0644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404552899757629634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SwDUOk_cYMI/AAAAAAAAAcU/7BG79B2I0jM/s320/DSCN0644.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TYRA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyra turned 17 a week ago, we are taking her to see a play called Seven Brides for Seven Brothers at the Hale Theater.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SwDSyJHZPaI/AAAAAAAAAcM/c9uiaYdiQqQ/s1600/PICT0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404551311726820770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SwDSyJHZPaI/AAAAAAAAAcM/c9uiaYdiQqQ/s320/PICT0013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She also finally got her braces off, she is very very happy about that.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Tyra, We love you.......... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SwDSxjcNlnI/AAAAAAAAAb8/oCWzj1hsjSA/s1600/PICT0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404551301613590130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SwDSxjcNlnI/AAAAAAAAAb8/oCWzj1hsjSA/s320/PICT0002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love Halloween&lt;/strong&gt;, it is a fun time of the year&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SwDRWQ1hmsI/AAAAAAAAAb0/YpDrwVBeNM4/s1600/PICT0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404549733251390146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SwDRWQ1hmsI/AAAAAAAAAb0/YpDrwVBeNM4/s320/PICT0036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SwDRWCxHFDI/AAAAAAAAAbs/eCdJCSOyepg/s1600/PICT0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404549729474778162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SwDRWCxHFDI/AAAAAAAAAbs/eCdJCSOyepg/s320/PICT0053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SwDRV2ZQ9QI/AAAAAAAAAbk/b7uSpKYRflE/s1600/PICT0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404549726153536770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SwDRV2ZQ9QI/AAAAAAAAAbk/b7uSpKYRflE/s320/PICT0040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trent dressed up and did his hair to look like &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wolverine. He scared me, but I guess the girls like it.&lt;br /&gt;Talissa was a a jogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SwDfbujotbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/cUDXr8KLKPU/s1600/PICT0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 230px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404565220291556786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SwDfbujotbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/cUDXr8KLKPU/s320/PICT0035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-6529737819043837962?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/6529737819043837962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=6529737819043837962' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/6529737819043837962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/6529737819043837962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2009/11/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SwDUPfvYQRI/AAAAAAAAAck/7MIxXMa0tnY/s72-c/PICT0031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-5416913826047647034</id><published>2009-11-14T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T21:50:26.155-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Primary Program'/><title type='text'>Primary Program</title><content type='html'>It has been a week already &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;since&lt;/span&gt; our Primary Program, it was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;incredible&lt;/span&gt;. We were stuffed in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;choir&lt;/span&gt; loft and used 6 rows of benches to fit our primary, about two &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hundred&lt;/span&gt; plus kids. They sang &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; hearts out, the Spirit was so strong they were so amazing. The voices of these sweet little children touched my heart and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;many&lt;/span&gt; others. I am so so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; to be in Primary, it really keeps you focused on what and why we are here on earth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-5416913826047647034?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/5416913826047647034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=5416913826047647034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/5416913826047647034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/5416913826047647034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2009/11/primary-program.html' title='Primary Program'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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-3444537622991430356.post-4598028232286130466</id><published>2009-07-26T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T00:23:56.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SmwEdElWF4I/AAAAAAAAAao/dT99ANMiuFs/s1600-h/DSCN0545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362666153784514434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SmwEdElWF4I/AAAAAAAAAao/dT99ANMiuFs/s320/DSCN0545.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SmwEc6hc7UI/AAAAAAAAAag/IRrAngAB2Uw/s1600-h/DSCN0566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362666151083830594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SmwEc6hc7UI/AAAAAAAAAag/IRrAngAB2Uw/s320/DSCN0566.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SmwEcSQ5mzI/AAAAAAAAAaY/pxOAzxEwzeU/s1600-h/DSCN0503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362666140276988722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SmwEcSQ5mzI/AAAAAAAAAaY/pxOAzxEwzeU/s320/DSCN0503.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SmwEb-SaLxI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/5fk2qoVZa7g/s1600-h/DSCN0478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362666134914608914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SmwEb-SaLxI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/5fk2qoVZa7g/s320/DSCN0478.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SmwEbgrvOeI/AAAAAAAAAaI/9N4Rp8_nQk8/s1600-h/DSCN0467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362666126967781858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SmwEbgrvOeI/AAAAAAAAAaI/9N4Rp8_nQk8/s320/DSCN0467.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/3444537622991430356-4598028232286130466?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/4598028232286130466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=4598028232286130466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/4598028232286130466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/4598028232286130466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SmwEdElWF4I/AAAAAAAAAao/dT99ANMiuFs/s72-c/DSCN0545.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-823079618486182228</id><published>2009-05-23T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T18:44:20.903-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trent Graduation Night'/><title type='text'>2009 Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/ShjQVxGVrOI/AAAAAAAAAZE/W4vUMyEEU5M/s1600-h/PICT0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339246430623476962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/ShjQVxGVrOI/AAAAAAAAAZE/W4vUMyEEU5M/s320/PICT0104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/ShjQEdtFGCI/AAAAAAAAAY8/ERMg0KtjvdM/s1600-h/PICT0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339246133359482914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/ShjQEdtFGCI/AAAAAAAAAY8/ERMg0KtjvdM/s320/PICT0106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/ShjQEGtoaaI/AAAAAAAAAY0/NEyIQHKqxZY/s1600-h/PICT0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339246127187782050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/ShjQEGtoaaI/AAAAAAAAAY0/NEyIQHKqxZY/s320/PICT0040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/ShjQD462vbI/AAAAAAAAAYs/3mM4dBWCV5o/s1600-h/PICT0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339246123485150642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/ShjQD462vbI/AAAAAAAAAYs/3mM4dBWCV5o/s320/PICT0021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/ShjQDppl8bI/AAAAAAAAAYk/93b4_nv1rFM/s1600-h/PICT0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339246119386214834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/ShjQDppl8bI/AAAAAAAAAYk/93b4_nv1rFM/s320/PICT0053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't believe Trent's graduation came and went so fast. We enjoyed every minute of it. First, the morning of graduation I was feeling a little guilty that I was not needing to buy him something to wear that night like you would if you were a girl, so I asked him if he wanted to buy a new tie and go out for lunch. We found a red tie then went to eat at In-and-Out for lunch with Tyra. Then we ran home and got ready for the big night. Trent met at a friend's home (BreAnna) to get a ride to the arena with her in a towne car, the school wanted the grads to meet an hour early to give them time to say goodbye to each other and get in their lines. We were able to get great seats. We are so proud of him. After the graduation we had a dinner for all our family at our house, by 9 p.m. the family was gone and the teenagers started to show up. The party lasted until 8:15 a.m. the next day, when we told them it was time for us to go to work every one out! I think Trent had a GREAT night. Trent may not have been the top student of his class but he was and has been a good young man. His high school years were full of good fun, he enjoyed many activities in school, he played on the baseball, soccer and golf teams. He was the President of his seminary class, dated the valedictorian, took the prom queen and student body president to prom, talked his way out of missing assignments and became friends with as many people as he could. Now he will take a few classes and work to put money away for his mission. I just have to say it is hard to believe that one of our kids has graduated, it just doesn't seem like its time for this big change in our life yet.&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/3444537622991430356-823079618486182228?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/823079618486182228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=823079618486182228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/823079618486182228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/823079618486182228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2009/05/2009-grad.html' title='2009 Graduation'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/ShjQVxGVrOI/AAAAAAAAAZE/W4vUMyEEU5M/s72-c/PICT0104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-7671013391082496471</id><published>2009-05-14T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T18:46:47.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Minute Cramming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/Sgz4MIx-CNI/AAAAAAAAAYU/4b0F7LIugu8/s1600-h/PICT0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335912545926383826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/Sgz4MIx-CNI/AAAAAAAAAYU/4b0F7LIugu8/s320/PICT0002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trent with the help of his best friend (Tyra)studies as hard as he can for the last test that he will take in high school. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;GOOD LUCK BOY. Thank goodness he only has one class this semester.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/3444537622991430356-7671013391082496471?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/7671013391082496471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=7671013391082496471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/7671013391082496471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/7671013391082496471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-minut-crammin.html' title='Last Minute Cramming'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/Sgz4MIx-CNI/AAAAAAAAAYU/4b0F7LIugu8/s72-c/PICT0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-1138802773299182069</id><published>2009-04-29T22:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T21:43:17.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/Sfk8xWOJ3fI/AAAAAAAAAYE/ylDMIYa6JCs/s1600-h/PICT0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330358452445896178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/Sfk8xWOJ3fI/AAAAAAAAAYE/ylDMIYa6JCs/s320/PICT0045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trent and Jenny (Prom Queen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/Sfk8xEwr2XI/AAAAAAAAAX8/800OM7mhrzo/s1600-h/PICT0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330358447758891378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/Sfk8xEwr2XI/AAAAAAAAAX8/800OM7mhrzo/s320/PICT0029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/Sfk8w0npFHI/AAAAAAAAAX0/VKB2t7NECz0/s1600-h/PICT0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330358443425993842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/Sfk8w0npFHI/AAAAAAAAAX0/VKB2t7NECz0/s320/PICT0045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/Sfk8wwADjlI/AAAAAAAAAXs/LciwExexV_A/s1600-h/PICT0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330358442186214994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/Sfk8wwADjlI/AAAAAAAAAXs/LciwExexV_A/s320/PICT0035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/3444537622991430356-1138802773299182069?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/1138802773299182069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=1138802773299182069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/1138802773299182069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/1138802773299182069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2009/04/prom-night.html' title='Prom Night'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/Sfk8xWOJ3fI/AAAAAAAAAYE/ylDMIYa6JCs/s72-c/PICT0045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-1888435474901323033</id><published>2009-04-29T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T22:18:55.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eagle Scout</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/Sf56MYmf8ZI/AAAAAAAAAYM/0nRsUDg1j-k/s1600-h/Photo015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331833362034192786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/Sf56MYmf8ZI/AAAAAAAAAYM/0nRsUDg1j-k/s320/Photo015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/Sfk7csbxCOI/AAAAAAAAAXk/1JkPtwTVSLk/s1600-h/Photo038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330356998119688418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/Sfk7csbxCOI/AAAAAAAAAXk/1JkPtwTVSLk/s320/Photo038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/Sfk7ca0x8NI/AAAAAAAAAXc/5PrSGWkVPIw/s1600-h/Photo015.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/Sfk7cAK8ZRI/AAAAAAAAAXU/zZAbL1RpsE0/s1600-h/Photo030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330356986237969682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/Sfk7cAK8ZRI/AAAAAAAAAXU/zZAbL1RpsE0/s320/Photo030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330356986654912594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/Sfk7cBuWcFI/AAAAAAAAAXM/vtnEsPCc53o/s320/Photo013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am late posting this event but I still wanted to put it on our family blog. Trent had his Eagle Scout Court of Honor a few weeks ago. It was an amazing week leading up to it. I needed to go through boxes to find old scout pictures to show his scouting experiences. That sent us all down memory lane and the fact that Trent is really turning into a fine young man. The meeting was just breath taking, the spirit was very strong and the talks were amazing. Trenton gave a wonderful talk, he bore testamony that you can not talk about scouting without talking about the gospel. Eagle projects are all about service and that is what we are commanded to do, serve one another. His father and I, along with his sisters are so proud of him. We thank all of his leaders for coming and supporting him to to end of his scouting days as a youth, we are very grateful for all of them.&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/3444537622991430356-1888435474901323033?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/1888435474901323033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=1888435474901323033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/1888435474901323033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/1888435474901323033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2009/04/eagle-scout.html' title='Eagle Scout'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/Sf56MYmf8ZI/AAAAAAAAAYM/0nRsUDg1j-k/s72-c/Photo015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-6958636228882905718</id><published>2009-04-29T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T21:53:37.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SfjsLISXQjI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ln-NTJVbbHM/s1600-h/DSCN0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330269834940203570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SfjsLISXQjI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ln-NTJVbbHM/s320/DSCN0045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Easter Egg Hunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SfjsKxn72GI/AAAAAAAAAW0/uxilQwt9CSo/s1600-h/DSCN0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330269828856666210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SfjsKxn72GI/AAAAAAAAAW0/uxilQwt9CSo/s320/DSCN0050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SfjsKigNEYI/AAAAAAAAAWs/VT-2SMsTNPI/s1600-h/DSCN0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330269824797708674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SfjsKigNEYI/AAAAAAAAAWs/VT-2SMsTNPI/s320/DSCN0054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-6958636228882905718?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/6958636228882905718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=6958636228882905718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/6958636228882905718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/6958636228882905718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-egg-hunt.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SfjsLISXQjI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ln-NTJVbbHM/s72-c/DSCN0045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-5706224060793172027</id><published>2009-04-03T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T23:06:00.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Talissa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/Sdbssk1DpCI/AAAAAAAAAWM/KKwcD-0EDpE/s1600-h/DSCN0588.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320700260329432098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/Sdbssk1DpCI/AAAAAAAAAWM/KKwcD-0EDpE/s320/DSCN0588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sweet Talissa turned 11yrs old. Talissa is such a sweet little girl. I am so greatful she is here in our family and keeps me busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;For her birthday she and a friend went to the movies and saw "Monsters vs. Aliens", then went out to eat. She had a great time. One of the gifts she wanted is called "Pictionary Man" cute game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SdbssUl__cI/AAAAAAAAAWE/0PV3iNsy9qo/s1600-h/DSCN0584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320700255971311042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SdbssUl__cI/AAAAAAAAAWE/0PV3iNsy9qo/s320/DSCN0584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SdbsPs85mCI/AAAAAAAAAV8/yBAQH-nIycI/s1600-h/DSCN0581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320699764293605410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SdbsPs85mCI/AAAAAAAAAV8/yBAQH-nIycI/s320/DSCN0581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Happy Birthday Talissa"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;YOU! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-5706224060793172027?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/5706224060793172027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=5706224060793172027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/5706224060793172027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/5706224060793172027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-talissa.html' title='Happy Birthday Talissa'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/Sdbssk1DpCI/AAAAAAAAAWM/KKwcD-0EDpE/s72-c/DSCN0588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-6322683328361913485</id><published>2009-03-24T21:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T21:31:31.563-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disneyland'/><title type='text'>"Spring Break"</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Spring break came and went. This year we went to Disneyland, one of our family's most favorite places. We had a wonderful time watching our sweet children play with each other and enjoy all the fun rides and good food Disney could tempt us with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/Scm3sPcnUQI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HVjO2rB-B5M/s1600-h/DSCN0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316982805776257282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/Scm3sPcnUQI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HVjO2rB-B5M/s320/DSCN0422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; This is the happiest place on earth, right? Eating churros and corn dogs,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;running from ride to ride, and then finding another scrumches treat.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;For Trent is was cheese sticks and churros.(happy boy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/Scm13EzLzOI/AAAAAAAAAVg/sLvK10LWQcY/s1600-h/DSCN0509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316980792873438434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/Scm13EzLzOI/AAAAAAAAAVg/sLvK10LWQcY/s320/DSCN0509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;New ride............ "Toy Story"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This ride became the new favorite, it had so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;for you to do, it was kind of like a circus ride. You shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;all kinds of darts trying to get the most points as it would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;spin you around to new targets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/Scm0OYyCa5I/AAAAAAAAAVY/pnAaXSmqpGs/s1600-h/DSCN0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316978994351074194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/Scm0OYyCa5I/AAAAAAAAAVY/pnAaXSmqpGs/s320/DSCN0405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;New favorite :) treat. We ate maybe 6 Tigger Tails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;This new yummy sweet treat was introduced to us by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;a friend of Tyra's that was at Disney with her family.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;The treat was made with 4 fat marshmallows covered&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;in sticky caramel then drenched in a orange chocolate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316978861187501010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/Scm0GotXi9I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/-j_RG2pLaYc/s320/DSCN0390.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tyra and Talissa chased down this crazy man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;(The Mad Hatter) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;We had so much fun on this trip as a family, it was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;hard to come home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-6322683328361913485?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/6322683328361913485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=6322683328361913485' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/6322683328361913485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/6322683328361913485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-break.html' title='&quot;Spring Break&quot;'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/Scm3sPcnUQI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HVjO2rB-B5M/s72-c/DSCN0422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-4496182711989702704</id><published>2009-03-24T21:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T21:22:48.578-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laurel President'/><title type='text'>President Tyra Treadway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/ScmyOmr_jtI/AAAAAAAAAVI/2xOURgKEAa8/s1600-h/PICT0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316976799060561618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/ScmyOmr_jtI/AAAAAAAAAVI/2xOURgKEAa8/s200/PICT0115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tyra&lt;/span&gt; was just asked to be the Laurel Class President in our ward, she is very excited. This will be her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;third&lt;/span&gt; time being a president in young &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;woman's&lt;/span&gt;. She is a very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;valiant&lt;/span&gt; young women, we love her very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;much&lt;/span&gt; and the example she sets for her little sister.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-4496182711989702704?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/4496182711989702704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=4496182711989702704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/4496182711989702704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/4496182711989702704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2009/03/president-tyra.html' title='President Tyra Treadway'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/ScmyOmr_jtI/AAAAAAAAAVI/2xOURgKEAa8/s72-c/PICT0115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-7181848319959497787</id><published>2009-03-24T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T21:32:32.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>President Trent Treadway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/Scmw1OX9luI/AAAAAAAAAVA/bZ4RLJmFo9M/s1600-h/PICT0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316975263525738210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/Scmw1OX9luI/AAAAAAAAAVA/bZ4RLJmFo9M/s200/PICT0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trent was asked to be the class president a few months ago in seminary. It is a pretty big responsibility to get the class started on time, have prayer and give assignments to his class mates. This is a calling that has to go through his bishop. I think Trent has really enjoyed attending seminary in his high school years. I am really glad that he has this opportunity. We are so proud of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-7181848319959497787?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/7181848319959497787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=7181848319959497787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/7181848319959497787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/7181848319959497787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2009/03/president-trent-treadway.html' title='President Trent Treadway'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/Scmw1OX9luI/AAAAAAAAAVA/bZ4RLJmFo9M/s72-c/PICT0009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-23064682567978599</id><published>2009-02-02T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T21:23:55.580-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talissa Cake Decorating'/><title type='text'>Activity Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/Scm-GMZ8XJI/AAAAAAAAAVw/N5jpj--ySaM/s1600-h/PICT0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316989848706112658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/Scm-GMZ8XJI/AAAAAAAAAVw/N5jpj--ySaM/s320/PICT0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talissa has been working very hard getting her Faith in God booklet done this year. She loves going to the class the leaders have. This past week she did some cake decorating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-23064682567978599?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/23064682567978599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=23064682567978599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/23064682567978599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/23064682567978599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2009/02/activity-days.html' title='Activity Days'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/Scm-GMZ8XJI/AAAAAAAAAVw/N5jpj--ySaM/s72-c/PICT0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-8215083962784909171</id><published>2009-01-23T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T20:24:22.283-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tara&apos;s goals'/><title type='text'>Life Changes</title><content type='html'>This year I told myself no matter what," I am going to go back to school". I also told myself it was time to drop a bad habit. So I signed up for a few classes at MCC and QUIT the Diet Coke. I feel better and smarter that I am not just wasting all my free time and gaining the extra pounds. So YEAH ME :) One funny thing about this is that I started these new goals a few months before the New Year and before they asked me to be the primary president. But no worries, that won't stop me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-8215083962784909171?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/8215083962784909171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=8215083962784909171' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/8215083962784909171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/8215083962784909171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2009/01/lift-changes.html' title='Life Changes'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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-3444537622991430356.post-1751450238251092245</id><published>2009-01-23T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T20:32:59.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ballroom Dancing</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago Tyra and Talissa started Ballroom dancing. I knew Tyra would just love doing this but Talissa? They go every Friday after school with their partners and they just love it. They are being taught many different dances. Talissa tries to teach me what she has learned each day when she gets home. I just have to say they are really good at it. Who knew my softball players are ballroom dancers too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-1751450238251092245?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/1751450238251092245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=1751450238251092245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/1751450238251092245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/1751450238251092245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2009/01/ball-room-dancing.html' title='Ballroom Dancing'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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-3444537622991430356.post-3628818659189713001</id><published>2009-01-23T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T20:45:23.120-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow trip'/><title type='text'>Running From the Law</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SXz74Xq4oeI/AAAAAAAAAUg/UMVBmNLylBk/s1600-h/PICT0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295384207725994466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SXz74Xq4oeI/AAAAAAAAAUg/UMVBmNLylBk/s320/PICT0066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last Saturday, Trent and his friend Forest decided to go snow boarding up at Sunrise, I thought great! have fun. We did warn him about his speed going through Show Low and said whatever you do don't get pulled over on the reservation. Well he had a great time, came home very sore, mostly his behind. Before he made it all the way to the house he felt that he needed to get something off of his chest, he was pulled over for speeding. He told me his story and it is quite funny, so since this blog is for us to keep a journal of the good times and the bad times of our life, I just had to add this. Even if it might cause us a little embarrassment. Trent was going 50 mph when he should of been going 35mph. He was a little nervous on where to pull over, he saw a parking lot not realizing where it would lead him to. He gets trapped into following a little curb trail which leads to a row of post office mails boxes. He knew that he couldn't stop there so he follows it around with the officer following him. After he stopped, the officer walks up to the Suburban but the driver's window won't roll down. So he has to open his door to talk to the officer. I can just picture this man's face and thinking what is wrong with this kid?? Third time is a charm (he has been pulled over two times before and been given warnings). Trent did not sweet talk his way out of this one. Off to driving school he will have to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Lesson - Get window fixed. Don't speed! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-3628818659189713001?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/3628818659189713001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=3628818659189713001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/3628818659189713001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/3628818659189713001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2009/01/running-from-law.html' title='Running From the Law'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SXz74Xq4oeI/AAAAAAAAAUg/UMVBmNLylBk/s72-c/PICT0066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-7294508606831002970</id><published>2009-01-23T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T21:24:56.618-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dirty Window'/><title type='text'>Treadway's Rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SXz9gMW_WzI/AAAAAAAAAUo/o7lOV7vHfj8/s1600-h/PICT0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295385991396154162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SXz9gMW_WzI/AAAAAAAAAUo/o7lOV7vHfj8/s320/PICT0067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; About a week ago, I pulled into the Costco gas station to get gas. I saw the attendant talking to a lady and walking around with a trash can. I was hoping he would not come over and start talking to me. That stuff just bugs me. I know it is their job to ask if we need anything but it still bugs me. So just like I did not want, he comes over and says "did you know the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Treadway's&lt;/span&gt; Rock"? What! I thought how did this man know me? I turned and looked at him and said "OK". Then I looked at my back window of the S&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;uburban&lt;/span&gt; where he was pointing, someone wrote, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Treadways&lt;/span&gt; Rock" on the dirty back window. I guess I better do a better job of keeping this car clean so that little fingers can not write our name and display their feelings. :) Thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Talissa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-7294508606831002970?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/7294508606831002970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=7294508606831002970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/7294508606831002970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/7294508606831002970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2009/01/treadways-rock.html' title='Treadway&apos;s Rock'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SXz9gMW_WzI/AAAAAAAAAUo/o7lOV7vHfj8/s72-c/PICT0067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-6287338495562993286</id><published>2009-01-05T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T21:29:26.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SWL7bS75xiI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/5kKNWQdE0Ns/s1600-h/PICT0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288065358844511778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SWL7bS75xiI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/5kKNWQdE0Ns/s320/PICT0019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a Christmas party at Bucky and Marcey's home, Santa came. We had so much fun, Santa took us all on a hay ride and then handed out gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SWL6fvEtJwI/AAAAAAAAAT4/hhySD-bpUSk/s1600-h/PICT0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288064335605475074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SWL6fvEtJwI/AAAAAAAAAT4/hhySD-bpUSk/s320/PICT0037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SWL6fQZG7II/AAAAAAAAATw/jfB63v5zAYw/s1600-h/PICT0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288064327369550978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SWL6fQZG7II/AAAAAAAAATw/jfB63v5zAYw/s320/PICT0038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas morning came very early to our house. The girls love getting up around 4am but they let us stay in bed until 5 this year. It was fun watching them and thinking how this may be the last Christmas morning before Trent goes on his mission. This year has been a good year in our home and I know it is all because of the love we all have for the Savior and the desires we as a family have to follow Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SWL11k7EOQI/AAAAAAAAATo/jvuge908n5g/s1600-h/PICT0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288059213279672578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SWL11k7EOQI/AAAAAAAAATo/jvuge908n5g/s320/PICT0019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyra was a little shocked, this is a very nice watch she is holding. Tara almost got jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288059207448932610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SWL11PM6MQI/AAAAAAAAATg/JVAdLK-Aiz8/s320/PICT0042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Talissa wanted a metal detector, good thing "Santa" knows about this stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SWL103SebwI/AAAAAAAAATY/gUWhmO_CG7E/s1600-h/pict0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288059201029828354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SWL103SebwI/AAAAAAAAATY/gUWhmO_CG7E/s320/pict0043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trent is really happy about the gift "Santa" brought him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SWL10WLGqOI/AAAAAAAAATQ/qDSQ2iJItq8/s1600-h/PICT0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288059192140540130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SWL10WLGqOI/AAAAAAAAATQ/qDSQ2iJItq8/s320/PICT0046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was nice to watch our kids get excited over their gifts. The funny thing about that is the older Trent gets the more excited he acts. It is great to have the best kids and husband in the world. My favorite gift I received was watching the friendship they have with each other and us as their parents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-6287338495562993286?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/6287338495562993286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=6287338495562993286' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/6287338495562993286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/6287338495562993286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-2008.html' title='Christmas 2008'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SWL7bS75xiI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/5kKNWQdE0Ns/s72-c/PICT0019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-78575203361271774</id><published>2008-12-23T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T09:44:18.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trent is 18</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SVHOBcRsR8I/AAAAAAAAATI/cBGoBe0FFo8/s1600-h/PICT0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283230362047891394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SVHOBcRsR8I/AAAAAAAAATI/cBGoBe0FFo8/s320/PICT0039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SVHOBKl777I/AAAAAAAAATA/Mr6XTAi3eL0/s1600-h/PICT0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283230357300965298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SVHOBKl777I/AAAAAAAAATA/Mr6XTAi3eL0/s320/PICT0046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SVHOAybnuWI/AAAAAAAAAS4/5jVEF1FNrqI/s1600-h/PICT0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283230350815246690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SVHOAybnuWI/AAAAAAAAAS4/5jVEF1FNrqI/s320/PICT0043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We don't really know what to say about Trent turning 18. It has been fun and it is sad to see him grow up all at the same time. We had a party for him earlier this month, then on his birthday we took him out to eat to a nice restaurant. We had a very nice time talking about what the next year will bring for him, his goal to get ready for his mission and his future after that. It all sounds so fun and neat to see him mature, but inside I cried a little. Happy Birthday Trent, we love you.&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/3444537622991430356-78575203361271774?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/78575203361271774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=78575203361271774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/78575203361271774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/78575203361271774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/12/trent-is-18.html' title='Trent is 18'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SVHOBcRsR8I/AAAAAAAAATI/cBGoBe0FFo8/s72-c/PICT0039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-8737758146093106033</id><published>2008-12-23T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T09:44:34.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Primary Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SVHLanXcd5I/AAAAAAAAASo/9V3h4Ce2We8/s1600-h/PICT0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283227495986657170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SVHLanXcd5I/AAAAAAAAASo/9V3h4Ce2We8/s320/PICT0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was called to be the primary president in our ward about a month ago. My counselors and I have been very busy getting ready for the holiday, we gave each child a green ornament that had "CTR" on it. It was so cute to see 272 little green balls bouncing around. We have a huge primary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-8737758146093106033?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/8737758146093106033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=8737758146093106033' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/8737758146093106033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/8737758146093106033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/12/primary-gift.html' title='Primary Gift'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SVHLanXcd5I/AAAAAAAAASo/9V3h4Ce2We8/s72-c/PICT0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-2600591769146320617</id><published>2008-12-16T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T09:45:01.985-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trent&apos;s Eagle Project'/><title type='text'>Eagle Scout Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUhPE7UJZHI/AAAAAAAAASc/w_h36zljeN4/s1600-h/PICT0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280557509152171122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUhPE7UJZHI/AAAAAAAAASc/w_h36zljeN4/s320/PICT0019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUhGe9Hk_GI/AAAAAAAAASU/ba52-6H3Zy0/s1600-h/PICT0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280548060708273250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUhGe9Hk_GI/AAAAAAAAASU/ba52-6H3Zy0/s320/PICT0077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; got his Eagle Project done. We did service at the Sojourner Center, they needed some brick walls painted and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pigeon&lt;/span&gt; work done. First we cleaned the walls then scraped &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pigeon&lt;/span&gt; poop off of the beams and then put up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;spikes&lt;/span&gt; and metal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;netting&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUhGeA95vQI/AAAAAAAAASM/pByZQH3f13k/s1600-h/PICT0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280548044561562882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUhGeA95vQI/AAAAAAAAASM/pByZQH3f13k/s320/PICT0046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trent did a very good job leading us.&lt;br /&gt;He had lots of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;volunteers&lt;/span&gt; come and help out. Thanks every one.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUhGdjZllDI/AAAAAAAAAR8/TrXQ0_2SXPQ/s1600-h/PICT0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280548036624618546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUhGdjZllDI/AAAAAAAAAR8/TrXQ0_2SXPQ/s320/PICT0095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-2600591769146320617?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/2600591769146320617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=2600591769146320617' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/2600591769146320617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/2600591769146320617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/12/eagle-scout-project.html' title='Eagle Scout Project'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUhPE7UJZHI/AAAAAAAAASc/w_h36zljeN4/s72-c/PICT0019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-8507947362537530157</id><published>2008-12-15T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T09:45:21.279-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Superman Party'/><title type='text'>SURPRISE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdMYEzo69I/AAAAAAAAAR0/p5gtqeYPzps/s1600-h/PICT0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280273064606100434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdMYEzo69I/AAAAAAAAAR0/p5gtqeYPzps/s320/PICT0135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdMXxFX--I/AAAAAAAAARs/ZCmafkWbnW8/s1600-h/PICT0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280273059311778786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdMXxFX--I/AAAAAAAAARs/ZCmafkWbnW8/s320/PICT0124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdMXnkVSBI/AAAAAAAAARk/NDb7w1RBN-k/s1600-h/PICT0123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280273056757270546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdMXnkVSBI/AAAAAAAAARk/NDb7w1RBN-k/s320/PICT0123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdMXWNtiuI/AAAAAAAAARc/2ZFJRFPntvE/s1600-h/PICT0119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280273052098988770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdMXWNtiuI/AAAAAAAAARc/2ZFJRFPntvE/s320/PICT0119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdMXP-6L8I/AAAAAAAAARU/-d7WoxMUgEo/s1600-h/PICT0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280273050426290114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdMXP-6L8I/AAAAAAAAARU/-d7WoxMUgEo/s320/PICT0118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a surprise party for Trenton's 18th birthday. We invited too many girls I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We worked really hard on this and his friends did a great job of not telling him.&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/3444537622991430356-8507947362537530157?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/8507947362537530157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=8507947362537530157' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/8507947362537530157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/8507947362537530157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/12/surprise.html' title='SURPRISE'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdMYEzo69I/AAAAAAAAAR0/p5gtqeYPzps/s72-c/PICT0135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-6081813962115427489</id><published>2008-12-15T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T09:56:46.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trenton Winter Formal #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdKnql2TnI/AAAAAAAAARM/6WcLRqAAgXQ/s1600-h/PICT0182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280271133423586930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdKnql2TnI/AAAAAAAAARM/6WcLRqAAgXQ/s320/PICT0182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280271126788693442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdKnR393cI/AAAAAAAAARE/9k8LFe_XG7I/s320/PICT0174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdKnFZbtMI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/m5cyrdvXgr8/s1600-h/PICT0169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280271123439400130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdKnFZbtMI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/m5cyrdvXgr8/s320/PICT0169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdKmq16jPI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/FKBjxYYwxKs/s1600-h/PICT0141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280271116311104754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdKmq16jPI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/FKBjxYYwxKs/s320/PICT0141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdKmU37xsI/AAAAAAAAAQs/SrxTmGOkzmE/s1600-h/PICT0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280271110413993666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdKmU37xsI/AAAAAAAAAQs/SrxTmGOkzmE/s320/PICT0138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This Winter Formal was with a friend in our new ward, he knew her when they were in 3rd grade together. After the dance around 11pm our house filled up with dancing and laughing teenagers. They all looked so pretty and sharp.&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/3444537622991430356-6081813962115427489?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/6081813962115427489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=6081813962115427489' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/6081813962115427489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/6081813962115427489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/12/trent-dance-2.html' title='Trenton Winter Formal #2'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdKnql2TnI/AAAAAAAAARM/6WcLRqAAgXQ/s72-c/PICT0182.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-7927696994824566420</id><published>2008-12-15T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T09:45:46.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trenton  Winter Formal #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdIVCpuiiI/AAAAAAAAAQk/bNNcI6q-pYQ/s1600-h/PICT0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280268614441536034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdIVCpuiiI/AAAAAAAAAQk/bNNcI6q-pYQ/s320/PICT0101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdIU920GxI/AAAAAAAAAQc/3kKde9qXV0E/s1600-h/PICT0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280268613154249490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdIU920GxI/AAAAAAAAAQc/3kKde9qXV0E/s320/PICT0099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdIUvIEiRI/AAAAAAAAAQU/VPIiBwUTq8U/s1600-h/PICT0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280268609200097554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdIUvIEiRI/AAAAAAAAAQU/VPIiBwUTq8U/s320/PICT0096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trenton went to two Winter Formals this year. The first one was with a girl from Gilbert High School. He met at her at EFY a few years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-7927696994824566420?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/7927696994824566420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=7927696994824566420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/7927696994824566420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/7927696994824566420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/12/trenton-winter-formal-1.html' title='Trenton  Winter Formal #1'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdIVCpuiiI/AAAAAAAAAQk/bNNcI6q-pYQ/s72-c/PICT0101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-8383471894644293126</id><published>2008-12-15T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T09:45:59.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tyra's First Winter Formal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdGw8iyy1I/AAAAAAAAAQM/hONa0tkCFbE/s1600-h/PICT0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280266894814923602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdGw8iyy1I/AAAAAAAAAQM/hONa0tkCFbE/s320/PICT0143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdGwupl9YI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Ezq8TqOb8Ww/s1600-h/PICT0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280266891085346178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdGwupl9YI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Ezq8TqOb8Ww/s320/PICT0142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdGwSHBehI/AAAAAAAAAP8/3_ngBwRL04M/s1600-h/PICT0146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280266883424156178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdGwSHBehI/AAAAAAAAAP8/3_ngBwRL04M/s320/PICT0146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdGwXT2ISI/AAAAAAAAAP0/3d_J97rfCFQ/s1600-h/PICT0145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280266884820115746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdGwXT2ISI/AAAAAAAAAP0/3d_J97rfCFQ/s320/PICT0145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdGwF8x98I/AAAAAAAAAPs/fYqouu9fzFM/s1600-h/PICT0157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280266880159971266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdGwF8x98I/AAAAAAAAAPs/fYqouu9fzFM/s320/PICT0157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyra had a great time with some friends attending Winter Formal. We prepared a dinner for three couples. They ate, had pictures taken and then off they went. She looked like a princess and her date treated her like one too. The dance theme was "The Mascarade Ball".&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/3444537622991430356-8383471894644293126?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/8383471894644293126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=8383471894644293126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/8383471894644293126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/8383471894644293126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/12/tyras-first-winter-formal.html' title='Tyra&apos;s First Winter Formal'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdGw8iyy1I/AAAAAAAAAQM/hONa0tkCFbE/s72-c/PICT0143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-548561033689245007</id><published>2008-12-15T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T10:02:15.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy Daughter Date</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdDav6DDjI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bRu3bDNWMF4/s1600-h/PICT0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280263214930791986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdDav6DDjI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bRu3bDNWMF4/s400/PICT0013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdDaO1VUDI/AAAAAAAAAPc/XgtKHnjYHxk/s1600-h/PICT0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280263206052646962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 384px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdDaO1VUDI/AAAAAAAAAPc/XgtKHnjYHxk/s400/PICT0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A few weeks ago Talissa's school had a Daddy/Daughter dance. She was very excited to dress up and have her hair fixed to go out with her dad. First they went to the school (they made it just in time for the fun line dances). Then they went and ate at Wendy's (Talissa's pick). This is one of her favorite things to do, go out with her dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-548561033689245007?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/548561033689245007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=548561033689245007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/548561033689245007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/548561033689245007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/12/daddy-daughter-date.html' title='Daddy Daughter Date'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SUdDav6DDjI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bRu3bDNWMF4/s72-c/PICT0013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-2792831550743130706</id><published>2008-11-16T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T09:46:40.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>By Tyra</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;D&amp;amp;C 89:17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wheat for man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;M&amp;amp;M 24:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Chocolate for woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-2792831550743130706?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/2792831550743130706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=2792831550743130706' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/2792831550743130706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/2792831550743130706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/11/by-tyra.html' title='By Tyra'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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-3444537622991430356.post-8506525249741799245</id><published>2008-11-16T19:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T09:47:04.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet 16!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SSDqO-WVIEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/MPWcDz1qS6I/s1600-h/PICT0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269469106999205954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SSDqO-WVIEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/MPWcDz1qS6I/s400/PICT0115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SSDqOiYWQ1I/AAAAAAAAAOY/3xLjni-ajh4/s1600-h/PICT0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269469099491476306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SSDqOiYWQ1I/AAAAAAAAAOY/3xLjni-ajh4/s400/PICT0114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SSDqNZjptVI/AAAAAAAAAOA/52pnNeYrqbo/s1600-h/PICT0119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269469079943099730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SSDqNZjptVI/AAAAAAAAAOA/52pnNeYrqbo/s400/PICT0119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-8506525249741799245?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/8506525249741799245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=8506525249741799245' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/8506525249741799245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/8506525249741799245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/11/sweet-16_16.html' title='Sweet 16!!!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SSDqO-WVIEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/MPWcDz1qS6I/s72-c/PICT0115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-2547668919155473575</id><published>2008-11-16T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T09:47:25.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SSDpEWPJpBI/AAAAAAAAAN4/zGfs8gCaSvw/s1600-h/PICT0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269467824921355282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SSDpEWPJpBI/AAAAAAAAAN4/zGfs8gCaSvw/s320/PICT0018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cinderella&lt;/span&gt; Play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SSDpD4kuzkI/AAAAAAAAANw/B_luNyWzC2o/s1600-h/pict0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269467816958807618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SSDpD4kuzkI/AAAAAAAAANw/B_luNyWzC2o/s320/pict0019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got what I wanted. Tyra 16 &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SSDpDTn_r_I/AAAAAAAAANo/Obkyj4GEhLc/s1600-h/PICT0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269467807040385010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SSDpDTn_r_I/AAAAAAAAANo/Obkyj4GEhLc/s320/PICT0020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-2547668919155473575?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/2547668919155473575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=2547668919155473575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/2547668919155473575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/2547668919155473575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/11/cinderella-play-i-got-what-i-wantes.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SSDpEWPJpBI/AAAAAAAAAN4/zGfs8gCaSvw/s72-c/PICT0018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-4840447804138455807</id><published>2008-11-02T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T09:47:40.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trent at Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ6A8a3RWRI/AAAAAAAAAL0/8ZGNRbGvz1U/s1600-h/PICT0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264286789934340370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ6A8a3RWRI/AAAAAAAAAL0/8ZGNRbGvz1U/s320/PICT0104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just for the record and to have proof that Trenton's mother can get him to do chores. Trent's job on Sundays is to do the dishes, it might take him 1 to 2 hours but he does them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-4840447804138455807?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/4840447804138455807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=4840447804138455807' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/4840447804138455807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/4840447804138455807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/11/trent-at-work.html' title='Trent at Work'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ6A8a3RWRI/AAAAAAAAAL0/8ZGNRbGvz1U/s72-c/PICT0104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-5794931599283761613</id><published>2008-11-02T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T09:48:48.669-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corn Maze'/><title type='text'>Halloween Traditions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ5--5Eq3dI/AAAAAAAAALs/k3vAhWVaMUs/s1600-h/PICT0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264284633380085202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ5--5Eq3dI/AAAAAAAAALs/k3vAhWVaMUs/s320/PICT0107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ5--Abt-MI/AAAAAAAAALk/Upi-IqRCpBk/s1600-h/PICT0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264284618175936706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ5--Abt-MI/AAAAAAAAALk/Upi-IqRCpBk/s320/PICT0106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ5-92xzvlI/AAAAAAAAALc/W0O7xmGo3wg/s1600-h/PICT0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264284615584235090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ5-92xzvlI/AAAAAAAAALc/W0O7xmGo3wg/s320/PICT0105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We take a Monday night every year and go to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pumpkin&lt;/span&gt; patch to look at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pumpkins&lt;/span&gt; and go through the corn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;maze,&lt;/span&gt; it's fun. This year it was warm and dusty but we still had a good time being together. These times are getting very slim for us as we realize that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Trent&lt;/span&gt; is getting older and ready to grow up. I wanted to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;create&lt;/span&gt; this family blog to write about them. &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/3444537622991430356-5794931599283761613?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/5794931599283761613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=5794931599283761613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/5794931599283761613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/5794931599283761613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-traditions.html' title='Halloween Traditions'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ5--5Eq3dI/AAAAAAAAALs/k3vAhWVaMUs/s72-c/PICT0107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-6268401665963990513</id><published>2008-11-02T20:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T09:48:34.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ59kb7U6ZI/AAAAAAAAALU/wbmLlAzliz4/s1600-h/PICT0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264283079368042898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ59kb7U6ZI/AAAAAAAAALU/wbmLlAzliz4/s320/PICT0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Talissa and her "Trick or Treats"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ59kFX5vVI/AAAAAAAAALM/hLvRpInuzew/s1600-h/PICT0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264283073313881426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ59kFX5vVI/AAAAAAAAALM/hLvRpInuzew/s320/PICT0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pumpkin sugar cookies is a tradition in our home. I have made these for my kids for 17 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ59jcj6CuI/AAAAAAAAAK8/KY_O3T2Vyt4/s1600-h/pict0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264283062358379234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ59jcj6CuI/AAAAAAAAAK8/KY_O3T2Vyt4/s320/pict0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poor "Bat Woman" Tyra hanging out waiting for someone to call her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ59i19ckoI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Hq5P-ZqPTRM/s1600-h/pict0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264283051996516994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ59i19ckoI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Hq5P-ZqPTRM/s320/pict0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Talissa was a bananna this year. &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/3444537622991430356-6268401665963990513?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/6268401665963990513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=6268401665963990513' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/6268401665963990513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/6268401665963990513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-time.html' title='Halloween Time'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ59kb7U6ZI/AAAAAAAAALU/wbmLlAzliz4/s72-c/PICT0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-6802612272706837046</id><published>2008-11-02T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T09:49:01.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5:30 am</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ57i-9MjdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/z0j0byaWMwA/s1600-h/PICT0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264280855388130770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ57i-9MjdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/z0j0byaWMwA/s320/PICT0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For the last few months we have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; made an attempt to get up and read scriptures to&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gether.&lt;/span&gt; We get up at 5:30 am to do this. We meet, read, pray and talk about what we are reading. One of the nice things about this is we are reading what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Trent&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tyra&lt;/span&gt; are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;studying&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;seminary.&lt;/span&gt; It has been nice to hear what they are learning. Well, last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; we all woke up around 6 am and could not go back to sleep. By 6:30 every one was down stairs talking and laughing about how this is the day we get to sleep in and we couldn't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-6802612272706837046?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/6802612272706837046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=6802612272706837046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/6802612272706837046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/6802612272706837046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/11/530-am.html' title='5:30 am'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ57i-9MjdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/z0j0byaWMwA/s72-c/PICT0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-2426186325688041275</id><published>2008-11-02T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T09:49:24.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ55XY981lI/AAAAAAAAAKk/rypu9SAeka0/s1600-h/PICT0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264278457188931154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ55XY981lI/AAAAAAAAAKk/rypu9SAeka0/s320/PICT0086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ55W3CoCqI/AAAAAAAAAKc/mX9t7hulvY0/s1600-h/PICT0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264278448081734306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ55W3CoCqI/AAAAAAAAAKc/mX9t7hulvY0/s320/PICT0085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We gave Trent one of our old pest control truc&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ks&lt;/span&gt; for his birthday last year. We told him he needed to learn to drive it (stick) and do some cleaning up on it like taking the ladder rack off and old lettering from the sides. I guess it was not that great to him at the time, it took him 1 1/2 years to do the work OR maybe he is smarter than we think! I think he was just holding out for his next birthday so his dad would buy new wheels for it. Smart kid to get dad to pay for that $$$.&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/3444537622991430356-2426186325688041275?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/2426186325688041275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=2426186325688041275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/2426186325688041275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/2426186325688041275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/11/working-boys.html' title='Working Boys'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ55XY981lI/AAAAAAAAAKk/rypu9SAeka0/s72-c/PICT0086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-6935759404548863088</id><published>2008-11-02T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T09:49:44.549-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Golf day.'/><title type='text'>Golf Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ53cUr0jqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/vrMi2XfdRMc/s1600-h/PICT0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264276342915239586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ53cUr0jqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/vrMi2XfdRMc/s320/PICT0095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ53b3FZM8I/AAAAAAAAAKM/F_ntC4rCMdU/s1600-h/PICT0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264276334969435074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ53b3FZM8I/AAAAAAAAAKM/F_ntC4rCMdU/s320/PICT0092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids had this week off from school. So we took a day off from work and hit the golf course. Tyra has been playing on her school team. This was one of our family goals this year, to get us all on the course at the same time. I loved it and I am ready to learn to play better. So I guess you can say this will be added to the Treadway's sports&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ53bs3kTAI/AAAAAAAAAKE/5IDLN5QaZUk/s1600-h/PICT0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264276332227087362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ53bs3kTAI/AAAAAAAAAKE/5IDLN5QaZUk/s320/PICT0090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; favorites list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ53bf8tprI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ybkje2UkZpI/s1600-h/PICT0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264276328759010994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ53bf8tprI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ybkje2UkZpI/s320/PICT0091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ53bAItPVI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/w7_ikpQK8p4/s1600-h/PICT0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264276320219381074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ53bAItPVI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/w7_ikpQK8p4/s320/PICT0087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-6935759404548863088?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/6935759404548863088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=6935759404548863088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/6935759404548863088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/6935759404548863088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/11/golf-day.html' title='Golf Day'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SQ53cUr0jqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/vrMi2XfdRMc/s72-c/PICT0095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-3017564381311578232</id><published>2008-10-11T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T09:50:16.334-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homecoming Time'/><title type='text'>Homecoming Time, She Said YES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SPFzbhw5h3I/AAAAAAAAAIg/QAJnreBbpzo/s1600-h/PICT0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256109156875208562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SPFzbhw5h3I/AAAAAAAAAIg/QAJnreBbpzo/s320/PICT0052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SPFzb1I58HI/AAAAAAAAAIo/qcSbheWYREU/s1600-h/PICT0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256109162076172402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SPFzb1I58HI/AAAAAAAAAIo/qcSbheWYREU/s320/PICT0051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SPFzcMNSXOI/AAAAAAAAAIw/GqkdV7lENd4/s1600-h/PICT0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256109168268565730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SPFzcMNSXOI/AAAAAAAAAIw/GqkdV7lENd4/s320/PICT0050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SPFzcYVLSrI/AAAAAAAAAI4/HKGlrLcTVEI/s1600-h/PICT0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256109171522882226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SPFzcYVLSrI/AAAAAAAAAI4/HKGlrLcTVEI/s320/PICT0054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SPFzc4Tn2LI/AAAAAAAAAJA/KWbyR8eYyEs/s1600-h/PICT0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256109180106299570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SPFzc4Tn2LI/AAAAAAAAAJA/KWbyR8eYyEs/s320/PICT0056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See story below.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-3017564381311578232?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/3017564381311578232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=3017564381311578232' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/3017564381311578232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/3017564381311578232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/10/homecoming-time-she-said-yes.html' title='Homecoming Time, She Said YES'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SPFzbhw5h3I/AAAAAAAAAIg/QAJnreBbpzo/s72-c/PICT0052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-276063873195873317</id><published>2008-10-11T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T09:50:35.624-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homecoming Time'/><title type='text'>Homecoming Time</title><content type='html'>Trenton asked me to cook dinner for him, his date and 4 other couples for homecoming last week. We cooked ribs and grilled chicken. They ate dinner, went to the dance and then came back and ate cake and watched a movie. By 2:30am they all had gone home, man was I tired. The only bad part about this night was that I did not get a picture of Trent getting pulled over at 2am for speeding (just would like to add that to the photos). Here's the best part....... all of these fine young men went to the priesthood session before this big night started. Trent told me that is what the YM decided to do and it would not matter anyways, because the girls they were with expected them to attend their meeting. I thought that was really neat to see teenagers putting the Lord first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-276063873195873317?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/276063873195873317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=276063873195873317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/276063873195873317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/276063873195873317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/10/homecoming-time.html' title='Homecoming Time'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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-3444537622991430356.post-8241470112443048418</id><published>2008-10-11T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T09:50:55.737-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good times'/><title type='text'>Tyra and Friends</title><content type='html'>Tyra was asked by a boy from school if she would escort him in a contest at the school (the Mr. Desert Ridge Contest). She had a great time, she got to dress up in a gown and walk him down the stage to do a little twirl and a bow. They went so fast I did not get a picture of them with him in his tux, below is an after picture. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SPFrJaSUcMI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/slMxksNFzmg/s1600-h/PICT0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256100049537233090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SPFrJaSUcMI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/slMxksNFzmg/s320/PICT0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was for a homecoming activity the night before the big homecoming dance, Tyra did not get to go this year because she is only 15 and 11 months. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SPFrJt7IssI/AAAAAAAAAIY/UN_bE0UxSQ8/s1600-h/PICT0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256100054808703682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SPFrJt7IssI/AAAAAAAAAIY/UN_bE0UxSQ8/s320/PICT0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-8241470112443048418?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/8241470112443048418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=8241470112443048418' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/8241470112443048418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/8241470112443048418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/10/tyra-and-friends.html' title='Tyra and Friends'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SPFrJaSUcMI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/slMxksNFzmg/s72-c/PICT0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-905454910305521038</id><published>2008-10-11T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T09:51:14.745-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talissa new eye glass'/><title type='text'>Talissa and Her Cool Glasses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SPFn7jPQIHI/AAAAAAAAAHY/C1_QLSPvnhk/s1600-h/PICT0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256096512887234674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SPFn7jPQIHI/AAAAAAAAAHY/C1_QLSPvnhk/s320/PICT0023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a call from the school nurse saying they had been doing eye exams at school and Talissa needed to see her eye doctor. Sure enough she was in need of glasses. I can't believe how cute she looks in them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-905454910305521038?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/905454910305521038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=905454910305521038' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/905454910305521038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/905454910305521038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/10/talissa-and-her-cool-glasses.html' title='Talissa and Her Cool Glasses'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SPFn7jPQIHI/AAAAAAAAAHY/C1_QLSPvnhk/s72-c/PICT0023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-843572623246608733</id><published>2008-09-25T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T09:51:29.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Loving Memory</title><content type='html'>9/26&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SNxu5vKVFnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ZWfHDCvVx1U/s1600-h/9-29-2005-59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250193203798546034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SNxu5vKVFnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ZWfHDCvVx1U/s320/9-29-2005-59.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This beautiful gown was made for a little girl named Kyla Ray Anderson. She came to earth to receive her body and then returned to her Father in Heaven. Today we celebrate the 3rd anniversary of the wonderful gift she left her family. The reminder of the love the Savior has for each of us and that He is here to help guide us until we meet Him again.&lt;br /&gt;We love you Kyla&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-843572623246608733?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/843572623246608733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=843572623246608733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/843572623246608733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/843572623246608733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-loving-memrey.html' title='In Loving Memory'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SNxu5vKVFnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ZWfHDCvVx1U/s72-c/9-29-2005-59.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-7989097892722149469</id><published>2008-09-25T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T09:51:42.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homecoming Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SNxtMLQjVWI/AAAAAAAAAHA/_98ibam5KoM/s1600-h/PICT0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250191321555228002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SNxtMLQjVWI/AAAAAAAAAHA/_98ibam5KoM/s320/PICT0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trent asked a friend to home&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;coming.&lt;/span&gt; I met her once, she is a cute girl. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wrote&lt;/span&gt; her a poem and gave her flowers. The poem told her to look in the courty&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ard&lt;/span&gt; for the guy wearing a bowtie. T&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;yra&lt;/span&gt; watched her look for T&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;rent. &lt;/span&gt;Katie's eyes lit up, she was so excited to find it was Trent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-7989097892722149469?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/7989097892722149469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=7989097892722149469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/7989097892722149469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/7989097892722149469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/09/homecoming-time.html' title='Homecoming Time'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SNxtMLQjVWI/AAAAAAAAAHA/_98ibam5KoM/s72-c/PICT0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-2918808872832735764</id><published>2008-09-25T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T09:51:56.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SNx8Vr__o2I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/JXa5y05bI-g/s1600-h/PICT0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250207977637389154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SNx8Vr__o2I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/JXa5y05bI-g/s320/PICT0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SNxo2zDPNuI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ZNsFjDmG6bc/s1600-h/PICT0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250186556233168610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SNxo2zDPNuI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ZNsFjDmG6bc/s320/PICT0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SNxo21HfUfI/AAAAAAAAAGw/TkPXrLMcV0E/s1600-h/PICT0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250186556787872242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="206" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SNxo21HfUfI/AAAAAAAAAGw/TkPXrLMcV0E/s320/PICT0008.JPG" width="269" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you belive it? "TALISSA" wanting to cook? That's not the norm for her, but she did a great job and they were yummie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-2918808872832735764?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/2918808872832735764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=2918808872832735764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/2918808872832735764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/2918808872832735764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/09/making-cookies.html' title='Making Cookies'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SNx8Vr__o2I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/JXa5y05bI-g/s72-c/PICT0009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-2802204839106588914</id><published>2008-09-01T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T09:52:49.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Team</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SLyyujnxAdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/v8y4f6H8MxI/s1600-h/PICT0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241260579258171858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SLyyujnxAdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/v8y4f6H8MxI/s320/PICT0043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SLyyuw_SJSI/AAAAAAAAAFc/GIR2hZnRemc/s1600-h/PICT0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241260582846473506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SLyyuw_SJSI/AAAAAAAAAFc/GIR2hZnRemc/s320/PICT0046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SLyyvLLL1II/AAAAAAAAAFk/G5WiXWaXi6M/s1600-h/PICT0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241260589875713154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SLyyvLLL1II/AAAAAAAAAFk/G5WiXWaXi6M/s320/PICT0050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SLyyvYLbvII/AAAAAAAAAFs/nm7oqOiMYCk/s1600-h/PICT0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241260593366416514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SLyyvYLbvII/AAAAAAAAAFs/nm7oqOiMYCk/s320/PICT0052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SLyyvqmV4-I/AAAAAAAAAF0/_5JN7InWGVY/s1600-h/PICT0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241260598311117794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SLyyvqmV4-I/AAAAAAAAAF0/_5JN7InWGVY/s320/PICT0055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you know us then you should know our favorite sport is baseball and our favorite team is the St. Louis Cardinals. This is the team we'll travel for, take work off for and skip school to see. For Labor Day we went and hung out at the Chase Field Stadium to catch some balls from batting practice (which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tyra&lt;/span&gt; did using a little flirt, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Talissa&lt;/span&gt; did with her cuteness, both got a baseball from one of the Cardinals players). We ate lunch, watched the game and had a great time. It was a wonderful day doing the one thing our whole family loves doing "watching our favorite team".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-2802204839106588914?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/2802204839106588914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=2802204839106588914' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/2802204839106588914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/2802204839106588914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/09/favorite-team.html' title='Favorite Team'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SLyyujnxAdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/v8y4f6H8MxI/s72-c/PICT0043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-5029825483326753686</id><published>2008-08-31T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T21:50:42.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SLtweUYGfOI/AAAAAAAAAEw/OAwDf2TbgBE/s1600-h/frist+day+of+school+08+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240906257543888098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SLtweUYGfOI/AAAAAAAAAEw/OAwDf2TbgBE/s320/frist+day+of+school+08+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This month was my birthday, I had a great day! I went shopping for some home decor for our house, ate lunch with my sister-in-law Marcey and then had dinner with my very best friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                 What a great day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &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/3444537622991430356-5029825483326753686?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/5029825483326753686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=5029825483326753686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/5029825483326753686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/5029825483326753686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-month-was-my-birthday-i-had-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SLtweUYGfOI/AAAAAAAAAEw/OAwDf2TbgBE/s72-c/frist+day+of+school+08+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-2759556247125524037</id><published>2008-08-26T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T20:57:00.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Priceless Family Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SLSTBC7LuOI/AAAAAAAAAEE/B4da6am55Hw/s1600-h/PICT0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238973912712984802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SLSTBC7LuOI/AAAAAAAAAEE/B4da6am55Hw/s320/PICT0067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SLSTBoGmRpI/AAAAAAAAAEM/U7BxWcHQAw0/s1600-h/PICT0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238973922692974226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SLSTBoGmRpI/AAAAAAAAAEM/U7BxWcHQAw0/s320/PICT0035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SLSTB9169hI/AAAAAAAAAEU/eKNoFdIAB6g/s1600-h/PICT0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238973928528606738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SLSTB9169hI/AAAAAAAAAEU/eKNoFdIAB6g/s320/PICT0079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last year we stayed in a cabin in Greer, AZ. At first I could not imagine that this would have had such an effect on our family. It was such an incredible, beautiful and peaceful time. Since that experience we talk about how great it would be to have a cabin to gather as a family and spend time together. Our children talk about how great it would be to bring their families to a place we could all be together in and have fun and vacation. One day a few weeks ago the thought went through my mind about what it was we were truly saying to each other. We were talking about how we want to be an eternal family. How important this is to each of our children, how to be together. It is not a physical place, it's a true desire and a goal as a family. I realized that these are the simple blessings that come from all the years of family home evening and teaching we have done in our home. Even in the midst of frustrating moments we get blessed with priceless blessings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-2759556247125524037?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/2759556247125524037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=2759556247125524037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/2759556247125524037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/2759556247125524037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/08/priceless-family-times.html' title='Priceless Family Times'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SLSTBC7LuOI/AAAAAAAAAEE/B4da6am55Hw/s72-c/PICT0067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-1306251894479233241</id><published>2008-08-26T16:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T19:00:39.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUPER SATURDAYS!!!</title><content type='html'>I love going to Super Saturdays in diffrent wards. Getting to do fun projects with old friends is the best time. I have a picture of our family to put in the frame but I am still looking for the disk it is on. Moving is not all that fun when it comes to looking for things we have not unpacked yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SLSN68tcqII/AAAAAAAAAD8/wcdPRLcJaZ8/s1600-h/Picture+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238968310407407746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SLSN68tcqII/AAAAAAAAAD8/wcdPRLcJaZ8/s320/Picture+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CUTE, RIGHT???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-1306251894479233241?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/1306251894479233241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=1306251894479233241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/1306251894479233241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/1306251894479233241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/08/super-saturdays.html' title='SUPER SATURDAYS!!!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SLSN68tcqII/AAAAAAAAAD8/wcdPRLcJaZ8/s72-c/Picture+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-7843444977780451966</id><published>2008-08-21T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T07:45:34.494-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loved or well cared for??'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SK4X4k7ChqI/AAAAAAAAADo/P-3F_1ryRpI/s1600-h/PICT0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237149677429884578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="208" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SK4X4k7ChqI/AAAAAAAAADo/P-3F_1ryRpI/s320/PICT0022.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our dog "Flick".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flick is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;either&lt;/span&gt; loved, spoiled or well taken care of. Some of you know we cook his chicken on the grill (makes Tom crazy). To explain the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;confusion, last night &lt;/span&gt;I asked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tyra&lt;/span&gt; to feed her dog. She saw a plate of warm grilled chicken neatly cut up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;assumed&lt;/span&gt; it to be his. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;spent&lt;/span&gt; a good 5 minutes trying to find my dinner the dog was enjoying (true story, not funny). So; loved, s&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;poiled&lt;/span&gt; or well taken care of????&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/3444537622991430356-7843444977780451966?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/7843444977780451966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=7843444977780451966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/7843444977780451966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/7843444977780451966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-is-our-dog-flick.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SK4X4k7ChqI/AAAAAAAAADo/P-3F_1ryRpI/s72-c/PICT0022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-3541634194478920202</id><published>2008-08-21T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T07:44:53.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH NO!!! You need to look at this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bakerella.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don't blame me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-3541634194478920202?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/3541634194478920202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=3541634194478920202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/3541634194478920202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/3541634194478920202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-no-you-need-to-look-at-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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-3444537622991430356.post-8386802930014873477</id><published>2008-08-19T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T07:38:46.999-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes from movies'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What movie is this quote from? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I never look back &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;darling, i&lt;/span&gt;t &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;distracts&lt;/span&gt; from the now".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-8386802930014873477?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/8386802930014873477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=8386802930014873477' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/8386802930014873477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/8386802930014873477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/08/in-what-movie-is-this-statement-said-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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-3444537622991430356.post-2061834144460695257</id><published>2008-08-16T21:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T20:44:59.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SKeqS7U0loI/AAAAAAAAACA/hgq5dSVa7lI/s1600-h/frist+day+of+school+08+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235340333980882562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 324px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SKeqS7U0loI/AAAAAAAAACA/hgq5dSVa7lI/s320/frist+day+of+school+08+004.jpg" width="372" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  One more year of two children driving off to school, I can't believe our son is a senior, there was tears.  (Just to let you younger mothers know it hurts to see your first born grow up.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SKeqTdiOAuI/AAAAAAAAACI/mnhGqhr9TIM/s1600-h/frist+day+of+school+08+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235340343163880162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SKeqTdiOAuI/AAAAAAAAACI/mnhGqhr9TIM/s320/frist+day+of+school+08+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyra is ready for a great year, eating at the big senior table with some really great kids, can't believe she is growing up.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SKeqTmsVEiI/AAAAAAAAACQ/k0Knh1fD_Hc/s1600-h/frist+day+of+school+08+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235340345622204962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="201" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SKeqTmsVEiI/AAAAAAAAACQ/k0Knh1fD_Hc/s320/frist+day+of+school+08+006.jpg" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SKeqUFkCUpI/AAAAAAAAACY/4FDySdalYAk/s1600-h/frist+day+of+school+08+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235340353908920978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SKeqUFkCUpI/AAAAAAAAACY/4FDySdalYAk/s320/frist+day+of+school+08+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SKeqUX6B-lI/AAAAAAAAACg/ZHvdEx5nfVA/s1600-h/frist+day+of+school+08+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235340358833011282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SKeqUX6B-lI/AAAAAAAAACg/ZHvdEx5nfVA/s320/frist+day+of+school+08+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talissa likes her new teacher and loves that she got to stay at her old school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-2061834144460695257?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/2061834144460695257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=2061834144460695257' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/2061834144460695257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/2061834144460695257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-to-school.html' title='Back to school'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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/_xB78oUMkFPc/SKeqS7U0loI/AAAAAAAAACA/hgq5dSVa7lI/s72-c/frist+day+of+school+08+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-8060311544982580203</id><published>2008-07-25T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T20:51:51.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello to all of our friends. I was told we needed to get a blog going so we can all keep in touch. Thank you Sarah S. and a big thanks Marcey for the help. So here it is! Tyra did our tittle and I thought it was fun way to share all of the Treadway secrets.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SIrJB2yPB-I/AAAAAAAAAB0/MH3QY3qG4_o/s1600-h/PICT0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227211351240148962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SIrJB2yPB-I/AAAAAAAAAB0/MH3QY3qG4_o/s400/PICT0043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-8060311544982580203?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/8060311544982580203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=8060311544982580203' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/8060311544982580203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/8060311544982580203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-to-all-of-our-friends-i-was-told.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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://bp2.blogger.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SIrJB2yPB-I/AAAAAAAAAB0/MH3QY3qG4_o/s72-c/PICT0043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-3894316016335653038</id><published>2008-07-25T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T20:50:56.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SIrHpQyJefI/AAAAAAAAABs/PiRCr-R9FEI/s1600-h/PICT0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227209829210749426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SIrHpQyJefI/AAAAAAAAABs/PiRCr-R9FEI/s320/PICT0055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tyra&lt;/span&gt; just needs to slow down! She will be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sophomore&lt;/span&gt; this year and is wanting to drive and date too! She will be going out for the golf, t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ennis&lt;/span&gt; and softball teams this year. She is so much fun and full of life, I am going to miss her when she goes back to school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-3894316016335653038?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/3894316016335653038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=3894316016335653038' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/3894316016335653038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/3894316016335653038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/07/tyra-just-needs-to-slow-down-she-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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://bp2.blogger.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SIrHpQyJefI/AAAAAAAAABs/PiRCr-R9FEI/s72-c/PICT0055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-2676606050923911055</id><published>2008-07-25T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T20:48:33.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Talissa is on her way to 5th grade, she is very happy that she gets to stay at her school with all of her old friends from the ward. She is looking forward to playing volleyball, basketball and softball this year as well playing violin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SIrFb2ZjFRI/AAAAAAAAABk/aT3J4GAZqKg/s1600-h/PICT0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227207399766693138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SIrFb2ZjFRI/AAAAAAAAABk/aT3J4GAZqKg/s320/PICT0056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-2676606050923911055?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/2676606050923911055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=2676606050923911055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/2676606050923911055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/2676606050923911055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/07/talissa-is-on-her-way-to-5th-grade-she.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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://bp2.blogger.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SIrFb2ZjFRI/AAAAAAAAABk/aT3J4GAZqKg/s72-c/PICT0056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444537622991430356.post-275488728537430750</id><published>2008-07-25T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T20:58:21.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SIqYgBI-5TI/AAAAAAAAABc/c-RYq7EwWPU/s1600-h/PICT0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227157993346229554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px" height="320" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SIqYgBI-5TI/AAAAAAAAABc/c-RYq7EwWPU/s320/PICT0054.JPG" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trenton is a senior this year (I am not old enough for this). He loves to date as much as he can and is planning to join the golf, soccer and baseball team, and is working to keep those dates coming. He is a great son!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3444537622991430356-275488728537430750?l=taratreadway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/feeds/275488728537430750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3444537622991430356&amp;postID=275488728537430750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/275488728537430750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3444537622991430356/posts/default/275488728537430750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taratreadway.blogspot.com/2008/07/trenton-is-sinor-this-year-i-am-not-old.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070062902919923190</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://bp2.blogger.com/_xB78oUMkFPc/SIqYgBI-5TI/AAAAAAAAABc/c-RYq7EwWPU/s72-c/PICT0054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
