tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12998866.post7001064410245317034..comments2009-03-29T15:27:18.288-07:00J-Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01999560394824019202noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12998866.post-51223979178586959562009-03-29T15:27:00.000-07:002009-03-29T15:27:00.000-07:00We had to buy a external memory drive, so that we could save our pictures there. Nowadays the picture files are so large, so it takes up lots of room. Love to see your blog and to hear the funny stories of your life in Arizona!Amiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16758332162403320366noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12998866.post-6105080560285931052009-03-29T13:57:00.000-07:002009-03-29T13:57:00.000-07:00My kids are also aware that my computer plays a huge role in my life. Perceptive little things, aren't they?NelsonPeoplehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14728596543578291001noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12998866.post-68005673808520466252009-03-23T08:49:00.000-07:002009-03-23T08:49:00.000-07:00Hilarious. I can totally imagine it.Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10837233289810338872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12998866.post-75899763119153600452009-03-22T02:15:00.000-07:002009-03-22T02:15:00.000-07:00Chocolate chip cookies are my favorite food. Blogging without pictures is like a cookie without chocolate chips. But please, go ahead and do it anyway because even a cookie without chocolate chips is WAY better than no cookie at all, especially since your writing voice/style/humor is so fantastic!ecuakimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16169162384137098183noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12998866.post-11205806928868910132009-03-20T18:36:00.000-07:002009-03-20T18:36:00.000-07:00sorry she told us NOT to go back in.blindbloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02951954880312482857noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12998866.post-66150020928187662452009-03-20T18:35:00.000-07:002009-03-20T18:35:00.000-07:00I remember being at Teancum Timbers getting a ride home with you guys. Just before we were to leave we got in the creek. Your mom found us all new pants and said to go back in. You told us she didn't really mean it and to do it again. I followed you and we rode home wet.blindbloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02951954880312482857noreply@blogger.com