<?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-2969758434204872684</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:08:07.232-08:00</updated><category term='Yo Yo..let me introduce myself...'/><category term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Da Motulikiz Down SouFF</title><subtitle type='html'>come what may and love it</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-5186356789745466642</id><published>2011-05-15T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T22:50:21.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes I can...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss blogging so much! I'm mad that at myself for not documenting everything that we've been up to for the past 7 months. But all I can do is start here and now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since January my number one priority has been school. I mainly wanted to prove to myself what my capabilities were. I've never given a semester my ALL until this semester, and I'm proud to say, that I pulled straight A's and ended the semester with not only an associates degree, but a 3.8 GPA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just by doing this, I really boosted my confidence in what I, Tala Motuliki, am capable of. Yes I can do ANYTHING that I put my whole heart and soul into. Yes I can go to school while being pregnant, work part-time, be a full time mommy and wife. Yes I can! Whether it be something spiritual, emotional, physical... I CAN DO IT!!! And YOU can too! You just have to find your motivation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My motivation is my family, Kel and Jaida. I have to finish school, its NOT an option to drop out. Once I had Jaida, I realized how important and precious my time with my family is to me and I decided that I was no longer going to waste mine and their time. If I was going to take time away from them and go to school and do homework, then I was going to make it somewhat worth my time. And that's where my motivation came from. Now, I start Nursing school in August, get a nursing licence in a little under a year and get my RN licence a year after that.  I owe it all to my two babies...Kel and Jaida. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I fell very blessed to of had the support of my husband Kel. Theres no way I could have done this without him, he has sacrificed just as much, if not more, as I have in my academic endeavors. And I honestly owe all my success to him. He deserved to graduate with me, with a degree in supporting  me in my education. Thank u babe! I love you so much!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uU5GuGLcig4/TdC3VEgH5vI/AAAAAAAAAtI/KFGEZT2imf4/s1600/may%2B108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 266px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607183108689880818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uU5GuGLcig4/TdC3VEgH5vI/AAAAAAAAAtI/KFGEZT2imf4/s400/may%2B108.JPG" /&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/2969758434204872684-5186356789745466642?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/5186356789745466642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=5186356789745466642&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/5186356789745466642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/5186356789745466642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2011/05/yes-i-can.html' title='Yes I can...'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uU5GuGLcig4/TdC3VEgH5vI/AAAAAAAAAtI/KFGEZT2imf4/s72-c/may%2B108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-8552707699355448695</id><published>2011-02-19T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T08:04:25.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission Complete: keep doors locked</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have a horrible habit of leaving my doors unlocked. It never bugged me til recently, but you will NEVER again catch me with an unlocked door...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night while &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt; was at work, Brianna and I had a few things keeping us busy here at home. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jaida&lt;/span&gt; was watching TV (our favorite nanny), I was taking a test on the computer, Brianna was coloring her friends hair, and both our backs were turned to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jaida&lt;/span&gt; when all the sudden the front door SLAMS. This door slam gave me the SCARIEST feeling I've EVER felt in my entire life, we &lt;em&gt;knew&lt;/em&gt; that Jaida could not have slammed the door that hard. We both looked back to where &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jaida&lt;/span&gt; was sitting, and she was GONE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No where in sight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But as soon as that door slammed me and Brianna flew to the door. It seemed like we had an eternity to feel what our life would be like if she were to be kidnapped. It was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;outer&lt;/span&gt; body experience. When Brianna opened the door, there was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;KEL&lt;/span&gt;, holding &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jaida and&lt;/span&gt; laughing his head off. &lt;em&gt;Relief&lt;/em&gt;. Me and Brianna could not hold back our tears. Our bodies were in shock and we were shaking and crying &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;uncontrollably&lt;/span&gt;. It took us a good 5 minutes to calm down. Hes such a PUNK!!!! I punched him so hard, Im suprised Brianna didnt beat him up. He was telling us after that he was going to take her, put her in the car, and go for a drive. UGH! Could you imagine that? I probably would have shot him in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was a scary experience, but in it I learned a very valuable lesson... KEEP THE DAMN DOORS LOCKED!  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt; always tells me this but I never worried about it, until now. I can't stop thinking about what would have happened if it were real. I'm just thankful we've never had anything like that happen in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what our door looks like now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No one gets out and no one comes in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3lCd0C7uDTA/TV_npwTOKnI/AAAAAAAAAtA/m72ahE_3bG8/s1600/lock3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 281px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575429568234138226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3lCd0C7uDTA/TV_npwTOKnI/AAAAAAAAAtA/m72ahE_3bG8/s400/lock3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-8552707699355448695?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/8552707699355448695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=8552707699355448695&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/8552707699355448695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/8552707699355448695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2011/02/mission-complete-keep-doors-locked.html' title='Mission Complete: keep doors locked'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3lCd0C7uDTA/TV_npwTOKnI/AAAAAAAAAtA/m72ahE_3bG8/s72-c/lock3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-2940139704269638865</id><published>2010-12-25T22:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T22:11:05.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Merry Christmas to all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TRbcRhT5Z1I/AAAAAAAAAs0/WDp56oRyTeM/s1600/Untitled-1%2Bcopy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554869383965796178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TRbcRhT5Z1I/AAAAAAAAAs0/WDp56oRyTeM/s400/Untitled-1%2Bcopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-2940139704269638865?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/2940139704269638865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=2940139704269638865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/2940139704269638865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/2940139704269638865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='merry christmas'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TRbcRhT5Z1I/AAAAAAAAAs0/WDp56oRyTeM/s72-c/Untitled-1%2Bcopy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-79225669960059279</id><published>2010-11-09T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T15:20:29.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>guess what???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TNnUMeOkLHI/AAAAAAAAAr4/rZxrbcvIhNA/s1600/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537690527566408818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TNnUMeOkLHI/AAAAAAAAAr4/rZxrbcvIhNA/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wish I added "finally" in there. We've been wanting another baby for about a year now, and finally he or she has come! Not only are we expecting but my brother and sister in law, Toa and Klarah, are expecting too! We found out the same day! How fun is that? We are super excited! Jaida doesn't understand yet, but she gonna be a big sister! I can't wait to watch these two grow and laugh together. A sibling is one of life's greatest gifts of love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TNnULzCgXWI/AAAAAAAAArw/6258MeJC6F0/s1600/Untitled-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537690515973102946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TNnULzCgXWI/AAAAAAAAArw/6258MeJC6F0/s400/Untitled-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/2969758434204872684-79225669960059279?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/79225669960059279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=79225669960059279&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/79225669960059279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/79225669960059279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/11/guess-what.html' title='guess what???'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TNnUMeOkLHI/AAAAAAAAAr4/rZxrbcvIhNA/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-2933961662508181654</id><published>2010-10-28T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T18:07:45.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy halloween  yall..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know I'll be busy these next few days but I wanted to be sure that we wish all you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt; a happy and safe &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt;...and I'll be thinking about wanting to be at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;GNO&lt;/span&gt; Halloween party tomorrow night! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533267915334597490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMod2jyVu3I/AAAAAAAAAro/A7TJZTsFxGM/s400/Untitled-3+copy+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Halloween... from us!!&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/2969758434204872684-2933961662508181654?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/2933961662508181654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=2933961662508181654&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/2933961662508181654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/2933961662508181654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween-yall.html' title='happy halloween  yall..'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMod2jyVu3I/AAAAAAAAAro/A7TJZTsFxGM/s72-c/Untitled-3+copy+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-7079965619180210959</id><published>2010-10-27T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T14:54:58.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>our first trip to the beauty shop...</title><content type='html'>Today we took Jaida to auntie nana's school to get her first hair cut! Wasn't quite the experience we had in mind... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMieZ3mA_kI/AAAAAAAAArQ/L9xvNO7Sn7c/s1600/Untitled-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532846309481971266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMieZ3mA_kI/AAAAAAAAArQ/L9xvNO7Sn7c/s400/Untitled-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMifGvVuQOI/AAAAAAAAArg/nlgpCcqiBbM/s1600/Untitled-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532847080360263906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMifGvVuQOI/AAAAAAAAArg/nlgpCcqiBbM/s400/Untitled-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMieZuw4P-I/AAAAAAAAArA/jzcYDyvtEoY/s1600/Untitled-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532846307111616482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMieZuw4P-I/AAAAAAAAArA/jzcYDyvtEoY/s400/Untitled-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMieZYd8UyI/AAAAAAAAAq4/tQV4JHpx_Qw/s1600/Untitled-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532846301126611746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMieZYd8UyI/AAAAAAAAAq4/tQV4JHpx_Qw/s400/Untitled-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMieZJn6lCI/AAAAAAAAAqw/str-tNJMT-I/s1600/Untitled-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532846297141908514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMieZJn6lCI/AAAAAAAAAqw/str-tNJMT-I/s400/Untitled-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMiekZPnUNI/AAAAAAAAArY/NGithWowYcU/s1600/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532846490313511122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMiekZPnUNI/AAAAAAAAArY/NGithWowYcU/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, she's only one... Remind me NOT to do that again! &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/2969758434204872684-7079965619180210959?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/7079965619180210959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=7079965619180210959&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/7079965619180210959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/7079965619180210959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/10/our-first-trip-to-beauty-shop.html' title='our first trip to the beauty shop...'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMieZ3mA_kI/AAAAAAAAArQ/L9xvNO7Sn7c/s72-c/Untitled-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-7024619371516396280</id><published>2010-10-26T14:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T14:41:29.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>carving pumpkins...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last night we carved our Halloween pumpkins, and it felt like a first, we did it last year, but Jaida was too small to remember... she kept pointing at them and saying, "BALL!" hahaha. She didn't want to call them pumpkins, balls was what they were. When we opened up the first pumpkin top, Jaida couldn't help but taste the insides, the look on her face was priceless. Shes so dang curious! Once we finished our pumpkins we put candles in them and turned out the lights, and Jaida was terrified! hahaha. She likes pumpkins better when the lights are on:)When we were little my mom had us carve pumpkins every year, and I love passing on the tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMdHks2ZKdI/AAAAAAAAApA/cIflJNTFhQM/s1600/october+023+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532469363088107986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMdHks2ZKdI/AAAAAAAAApA/cIflJNTFhQM/s400/october+023+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMdHkzJKWcI/AAAAAAAAApI/i-gkd58Ztoo/s1600/october+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532469364777441730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMdHkzJKWcI/AAAAAAAAApI/i-gkd58Ztoo/s400/october+038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532469372846087346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMdHlRM4HLI/AAAAAAAAApQ/1eTIqnjZR_c/s400/october+028.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;You can't keep anything out of her hands! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMdHlyxjVuI/AAAAAAAAApg/J4xqgNFxN-g/s1600/october+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532469381858285282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMdHlyxjVuI/AAAAAAAAApg/J4xqgNFxN-g/s400/october+043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMdHlrCuVKI/AAAAAAAAApY/A2Q2_ziqo8k/s1600/october+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532469379782825122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMdHlrCuVKI/AAAAAAAAApY/A2Q2_ziqo8k/s400/october+041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMdJ9bFoOeI/AAAAAAAAApo/hilPI2aPB60/s1600/october+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532471986840156642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMdJ9bFoOeI/AAAAAAAAApo/hilPI2aPB60/s400/october+044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMdJ-GxWFhI/AAAAAAAAApw/vwRC52q-cG4/s1600/october+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532471998566241810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMdJ-GxWFhI/AAAAAAAAApw/vwRC52q-cG4/s400/october+046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMdJ-EyhZ9I/AAAAAAAAAp4/D2Lx-oyw8Io/s1600/october+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532471998034307026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMdJ-EyhZ9I/AAAAAAAAAp4/D2Lx-oyw8Io/s400/october+053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Carving everyone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-7024619371516396280?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/7024619371516396280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=7024619371516396280&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/7024619371516396280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/7024619371516396280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/10/carving-pumpkins.html' title='carving pumpkins...'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMdHks2ZKdI/AAAAAAAAApA/cIflJNTFhQM/s72-c/october+023+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-2562631870457965813</id><published>2010-10-21T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T14:13:22.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaidas favorite thing to do: nose pickin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jaida LOOOOOVES picking her nose, everytime I turn around, shes got a finger up her nose. Wonder what this means for the future? Probably that shes gonna be a NOSEY person! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pickin' in her Halloween costume &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530665438565074082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMDe6eUzhKI/AAAAAAAAAow/ucEmX5xSaFM/s400/068.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Pickin' n eatin' saimini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMDe6VhuToI/AAAAAAAAAoo/fBUYWd_mp4o/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530665436203339394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMDe6VhuToI/AAAAAAAAAoo/fBUYWd_mp4o/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pickin' while watching the water show at the bellagio in Las Vegas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMDdGsooeVI/AAAAAAAAAog/ajCx--By5c4/s1600/053+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530663449541507410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMDdGsooeVI/AAAAAAAAAog/ajCx--By5c4/s400/053+(4).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pickin' in her Jazz gear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMDdGeg73wI/AAAAAAAAAoY/eiU6LNEqzIY/s1600/wreath+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530663445751127810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMDdGeg73wI/AAAAAAAAAoY/eiU6LNEqzIY/s400/wreath+011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pickin' n playin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530661858581459794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMDbqF2Ms1I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/X4aWdDPRL6o/s400/IMG_9279.JPG" /&gt; Pickin' n chillin'&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530661848954471906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMDbph-8heI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nNRkIJoeS-s/s400/010.JPG" /&gt;Pickin' n colorin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMDbpAe2RhI/AAAAAAAAAn4/Wu6o5CoYgVU/s1600/sept+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530661839961474578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMDbpAe2RhI/AAAAAAAAAn4/Wu6o5CoYgVU/s400/sept+016.JPG" /&gt; Pickin' n ridin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMdD-VtazUI/AAAAAAAAAo4/N3pvxyBKzn0/s1600/october+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532465405506538818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMdD-VtazUI/AAAAAAAAAo4/N3pvxyBKzn0/s400/october+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pickin' n watchin' TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530661839030196098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMDbo9A0F4I/AAAAAAAAAnw/gtJGIBqnFJo/s400/sept+008.JPG" /&gt; N last but not least, pickin' with daddy... hmmm wonder who she gets this from....LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMDbpfk5JvI/AAAAAAAAAoA/tcu3AWAD3RU/s1600/sept+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530661848308328178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMDbpfk5JvI/AAAAAAAAAoA/tcu3AWAD3RU/s400/sept+018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm just glad she "picked" us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-2562631870457965813?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/2562631870457965813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=2562631870457965813&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/2562631870457965813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/2562631870457965813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/10/one-of-jaidas-favorite-things-to-do.html' title='Jaidas favorite thing to do: nose pickin'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TMDe6eUzhKI/AAAAAAAAAow/ucEmX5xSaFM/s72-c/068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-5610729638844830137</id><published>2010-10-19T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T20:54:32.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>our journey to daily scripture reading...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TL5lEozhO6I/AAAAAAAAAno/nTVjZdgLZZE/s1600/Untitled-5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529968522804935586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TL5lEozhO6I/AAAAAAAAAno/nTVjZdgLZZE/s400/Untitled-5.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I loved listening to general conference a few weeks back, one talk that stuck with me pretty deep was Sister Wixoms' talk "&lt;a href="http://new.lds.org/general-conference/2010/10/stay-on-the-path?lang=eng"&gt;Stay on the Path&lt;/a&gt;", the Primary General President. She hit a lot of points for us, but one thing that we took from her talk was how important our responsibilities are as parents. WE are everything to our children, and WE teach them everything. The one thought that uplifted me was that I have the power to make and break not only my habits, but Kels and Jaidas too. I realized that my habits will soon be Jaidas habits, and there are a lot of habits that I have and don't have that I want to fix, for her sake. One thing that I've NEVER been in the habit of was reading the scriptures daily. Sister Wixom shared a story about a young mother who realized that her young children had very short attention spans, and when it came to reading the scriptures daily she decided to start at reading only 3 verses a day. She started out reading the first two, then had the children repeat the last. To me that was brilliant!!!!! I had never thought about reading just two verses. My previous attempts have been UNSUCCESSFUL, but then I was reaching for at least a chapter a day, and it was tough... Since conference we've read every night, and It doesn't at all seem like a chore. We brush our teeth, read our three verses, say our bedtime prayer, then hit the sheets!!! SOOOO simple.... The funnest part of this is that Jaida looks forward to it every night. She runs into the bathroom to brush her teeth, the climbs on the bed and anxiously waits... she likes pretending she knows how to read.&lt;br /&gt;Jaida especially loves repeating the last verse. When I say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"know" she says and points at her "nose."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"one" she says "two"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"unto" or "to" she says "three" &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"I" she says and points at her "eyes"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's such a pleasure to teach her these habits... I hope reading the scriptures won't be as difficult for her as it was for me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-5610729638844830137?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/5610729638844830137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=5610729638844830137&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/5610729638844830137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/5610729638844830137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/10/our-journey-to-daily-scripture-reading.html' title='our journey to daily scripture reading...'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TL5lEozhO6I/AAAAAAAAAno/nTVjZdgLZZE/s72-c/Untitled-5.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-5577784200421806869</id><published>2010-10-15T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T18:35:58.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my ahhhaa moment...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TLjz_zkDlSI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/75K98HzqUOk/s1600/dora-amis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528436820096029986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TLjz_zkDlSI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/75K98HzqUOk/s400/dora-amis.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I admit that I'm a freak when it comes to the way &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jaida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; looks and my rooms being neat and organized. Whenever we go to the store &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jaidas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; always pointing out the Dora T-shirt, the the Sponge Bob sandals, the Princess dress, and the Dora back pack, the Yo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gabba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gabba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; posters, and the Blues Clues shower curtains. I'll buy her PJ's, blankets, coloring books, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sippy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cups with all her favorite cartoon characters, but when it comes to clothes, shoes, and decorations, I simply say "no." The other day we were at the store and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jaida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; were raveling at the Dora bathroom set, I walked up behind them and said, "oh how sad &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jaida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, you'll NEVER get to have that as your bathroom." &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; reassured her that as long as he's her dad, she will... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I were talking about our new &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;town home&lt;/span&gt; we're moving into in a couple of weeks, and how &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jaida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; will get to have her own room again. Immediately I start speaking of how I'm going to decorate it; what colors I want, what kind of bedding I want, what kind of pictures I want, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... typical me. Then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; puts me in my place. Amazingly it all made perfect sense. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dora, Sponge Bob, Princesses, Blues Clues, and Yo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gabba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gabba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are some of the things that make her happy. It's sad that I force what I want onto &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jaida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, when the things that make her smile are perfectly normal and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Innocent&lt;/span&gt;. Whats more important; forcing what I want onto &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jaida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and telling her what she wants, or embracing what she wants and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;accepting&lt;/span&gt; the things that make her happy and unique? This not only goes for this situation, but also others yet to come... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So bring on the Dora bedroom set, bathroom rugs, shoes, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tshirts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... Whatever makes her smile, makes me smile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-5577784200421806869?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/5577784200421806869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=5577784200421806869&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/5577784200421806869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/5577784200421806869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-ahhhaa-moment.html' title='my ahhhaa moment...'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TLjz_zkDlSI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/75K98HzqUOk/s72-c/dora-amis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-4308340379455509013</id><published>2010-10-13T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T14:33:30.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ready... set...goals...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TLaaVVMPVKI/AAAAAAAAAnI/_4f-383Vgco/s1600/goal1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527775283900273826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TLaaVVMPVKI/AAAAAAAAAnI/_4f-383Vgco/s400/goal1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"If you do not have clearly stated goals, your effort will lack direction and focus."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember this was greatly enforced during my grade school years. Our teachers would always have us write down our short and long term goals at the beginning of each year, then at the end of the year, they'd have us look at our goals to see if we were doing what was needed to reach those goals. Every year I always felt defeated, I KNEW I could do better. And I've struggled with this once again for the past few years.It's time for me to clearly state what it is that I want to accomplish academically both short-term and long-term.... here's my list of goals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Short term:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;get an A in both my classes this semester.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get prego ASAP! LOL... seriously&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get an A in my humanities, history, and math next semester&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Graduate in the spring with my Associates of Science Degree.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Come August, get A's all throughout nursing school&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get A's in my last two prerequisite classes for my Bachelors Degree (Chem &amp;amp; Nutrition)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Receive my LPN licence summer of 2012&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Receive my RN licence Spring of 2013&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;move to SLC to be with family (2013)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Immediately Apply to the U of U for my BSN degree &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Long term:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pop out like 3 more kids! haha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Receive my BSN (2 year program)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get Kel through school- not quite sure yet when he is going to start school (this might be moved to short term.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I start Nursing School in the fall at Mojave and I'm so nervous/ excited; mostly because I am realizing that I've worked so hard to get to this point and it soon will be over. I've been a little down on myself over the years for not being as focused as I should be. When I look back at my life when I first started school, soooooooo much has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Summer 2007: started school. Kel went &amp;amp; came home from mission&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fall 2007: We got engaged, planned a wedding&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spring 2008: Got married a couple days before FINALS!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fall 2008: Got pregnant with Jaida&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spring 2009: Had our beautiful little girl (went part-time at school)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fall 2009: Adjusting to mommy hood, took a break from school&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spring: Applied to the nursing program&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fall 2010: PRESENT. Finally got into nursing school (don't start till next fall)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I definitely haven't been sitting on my butt!!! Getting into nursing school is NO joke here in the south its extremely competitive. Being that it's taking me quite some time, I've decided to get my Bachelors degree in Nursing- making the most out of my(our) education journey. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I fyou have goals that you haven't "offically" wrote down....DO IT!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wish me (us) success!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-4308340379455509013?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/4308340379455509013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=4308340379455509013&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/4308340379455509013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/4308340379455509013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/10/goals-short-term-and-long-term.html' title='ready... set...goals...'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TLaaVVMPVKI/AAAAAAAAAnI/_4f-383Vgco/s72-c/goal1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-8211579877948925605</id><published>2010-09-18T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T15:12:12.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>friends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TJU3ZkG3pMI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/4fqo9fMNrVE/s1600/Untitled-5+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518377830741157058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TJU3ZkG3pMI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/4fqo9fMNrVE/s400/Untitled-5+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love those friends where you can go years, months, and weeks without talking to 'em, and when you finally hang out, you just pick right back up where you left off. This is always how its been with my good friend Ellie, first it was 3 years, then 6months, then a year, and then a few months, and we are still as good of friends as ever! LOL. She is moving to Omaha Nebraska in a week, and I'm so excited for the adventure that her and her little family have ahead of them. We are so lucky to have them as our friends and we just want to let them know we will miss them! BUT I know we will always be good friends, no matter where the wind blows us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a little goodbye dinner play-date at the park with us and our two little ones who are only a month apart! Little Ace is such a joy... I got a pic of them kissin' each other, but dad refuses to let me put it up! lol, I 'll send it to her, and she can be the one to show u guys ;) lol! Love you Farfan Family! We will miss u guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TJU3ZeP8xEI/AAAAAAAAAmI/hIwMKj3fhII/s1600/Untitled-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518377829168628802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TJU3ZeP8xEI/AAAAAAAAAmI/hIwMKj3fhII/s400/Untitled-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TJU3YxGsZ_I/AAAAAAAAAmA/NbuiHEPtKN8/s1600/Untitled-3+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518377817050212338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TJU3YxGsZ_I/AAAAAAAAAmA/NbuiHEPtKN8/s400/Untitled-3+copy.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/_UmPMXuuabzs/TJU3YQfy5mI/AAAAAAAAAl4/m5UCXmOJuDE/s1600/Untitled-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518377808297125474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TJU3YQfy5mI/AAAAAAAAAl4/m5UCXmOJuDE/s400/Untitled-2.jpg" /&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/2969758434204872684-8211579877948925605?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/8211579877948925605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=8211579877948925605&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/8211579877948925605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/8211579877948925605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/09/friends.html' title='friends...'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TJU3ZkG3pMI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/4fqo9fMNrVE/s72-c/Untitled-5+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-3006852121559549558</id><published>2010-09-06T17:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T12:12:21.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the missing ring....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TIWH2EJyohI/AAAAAAAAAlY/vMWO-iAfoZs/s1600/Keeping-Up-With-the-Kardashians-Season-5-Premiere-Recap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513962681682534930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TIWH2EJyohI/AAAAAAAAAlY/vMWO-iAfoZs/s400/Keeping-Up-With-the-Kardashians-Season-5-Premiere-Recap.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't know about you, but I am loving Keeping up with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kardashians&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. I'm really close with my sisters, and I just love how goofy these three girls are (their whole family as a matter of fact). This weeks episode was about &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Khole&lt;/span&gt; loosing her wedding ring... and oh how I'd &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;looooove&lt;/span&gt; to be the one who found that! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. But the show had me at laughs watching &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Khole&lt;/span&gt; scrambling to find this million dollar ring... ... reminded me of the first time I lost my wedding ring....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the worst with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jewrely&lt;/span&gt;, especially ones that poke out and are uncomfortable to wear. I don't know how exactly my ring got off my finger that day, but it did. When I finally noticed, my heart DROPPED... all I could think about was how much it cost and how much I sucked. I was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; scared to tell &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt;, I wanted to make sure it was lost before I even mentioned the word LOST. I looked in the bathroom, bedroom, living room, car, jewelry box, sink drain, sheets, pant pockets, jacket pockets....EVERYWHERE!!! One night &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt; walked in on me looking under the bed, he asked what I was looking for... I quickly told him that I was looking for a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;starburst&lt;/span&gt; that I dropped, a pink one to be exact (those are the best), next thing I knew... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt; was one the floor looking for it too! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;... I wonder if I told him I was looking for something other then candy or food, if he still would have gotten down on his hands and knees... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaa&lt;/span&gt;. Chances are... probably NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the funniest thing watching him look for that piece of candy. As he moved the bed and nightstand over, I couldn't help but laugh. We never did find that piece of candy. A few days later I finally had the guts to tell him what had happened. He replied, "oh, I found it last week on the bedroom floor, and put it up in the closet so it wouldn't get lost." &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;GGGURRR&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!! All that stressing over that dumb ring, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt; had it the whole time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I decided what a waste of money a wedding ring is on someone like me, and decided to buy a big ol' bling bling ring off HSN for 60 bucks!! Hahaha, what can I say, I'm all about the cheap!!! Have you guys ever experience loosing your wedding ring? Don't you just HATE that feeling!... I recently lost my wallet and experienced this once again!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-3006852121559549558?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/3006852121559549558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=3006852121559549558&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/3006852121559549558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/3006852121559549558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/09/missing-ring.html' title='the missing ring....'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TIWH2EJyohI/AAAAAAAAAlY/vMWO-iAfoZs/s72-c/Keeping-Up-With-the-Kardashians-Season-5-Premiere-Recap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-7780354756511421153</id><published>2010-08-17T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T15:48:39.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back-2-school luau...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TGuDF6slwVI/AAAAAAAAAk4/7ttURUHTAJ8/s1600/DSCF2438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506639107069428050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TGuDF6slwVI/AAAAAAAAAk4/7ttURUHTAJ8/s400/DSCF2438.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TGuD1tOn-RI/AAAAAAAAAlA/61kyWCDPmsY/s1600/38607_150802248270478_100000221119673_465291_116823_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506639928087804178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TGuD1tOn-RI/AAAAAAAAAlA/61kyWCDPmsY/s400/38607_150802248270478_100000221119673_465291_116823_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TGuFi46WbqI/AAAAAAAAAlI/1EQ_hqEzDkw/s1600/40940_150802374937132_100000221119673_465293_6077356_n+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506641803829735074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TGuFi46WbqI/AAAAAAAAAlI/1EQ_hqEzDkw/s400/40940_150802374937132_100000221119673_465293_6077356_n+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;was sooo much fun! Do you like our fall colors for back-to-school? LOL. I am sooo lucky to have amazing people all around me, that made this Luau such a smooth success. Cia and Connie ironed our costumes, Toa and Kel cooked the chicken, my sisters cooked our coconut rolls, and all the fabulous hula moms cooked the rest of the food.... all I had to do what I love best...DECORATE!!!! :)) I was pretty impressed with how everything just fell right in place. Once the show started, Kel MCed, Toa did our music, and Marci filled and refilled our buffet tables, I really had NOTHING to worry about during the show... just getting the girls ready. I really feel like all our hard work throughout the summer, has definitely paid it self off. I'm so proud of my hula girls! Im really gonna miss them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was such a joy to see all the support fromall our friends and family. This wouldn't have ran so smoothly if it wasn't for the amazing people all around us. Being able to pull off this Luau (despite how EXTREMELY crazy this summer has been) has really helped me to see how lucky we are to have such good friends and family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;click &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=151101281573908&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see our finale number with Jaida and her little friends Mya, Maycee, and Lilly So wish I assigned someone to take pictures...I wish we had a picture of our Haka boys, and the girls in their other costumes....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-7780354756511421153?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/7780354756511421153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=7780354756511421153&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/7780354756511421153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/7780354756511421153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-2-school-luau.html' title='back-2-school luau...'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TGuDF6slwVI/AAAAAAAAAk4/7ttURUHTAJ8/s72-c/DSCF2438.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-8727237966057511738</id><published>2010-08-08T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T11:22:44.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my crazy summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TF7zMfamcyI/AAAAAAAAAkw/W85mTnb2g_0/s1600/june.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503103190610375458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TF7zMfamcyI/AAAAAAAAAkw/W85mTnb2g_0/s400/june.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TF7zL7_kf7I/AAAAAAAAAko/yqaiPmqs_Kw/s1600/july.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503103181101760434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TF7zL7_kf7I/AAAAAAAAAko/yqaiPmqs_Kw/s400/july.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TF7zLswX2BI/AAAAAAAAAkg/iIg8StZOSSE/s1600/august.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503103177011484690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TF7zLswX2BI/AAAAAAAAAkg/iIg8StZOSSE/s400/august.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just wanted to remind myself what TOO MUCH looks like. hahaha. I have NEVER been so busy in my life!!! June consisted of 3 trips to SLC, moving, graduations, baptisms, and HULA! July consisted of everything that I could ever imagine...seriously July came and gone like nothing I've ever seen. I have small memory of what July looked like. I get a headache even looking at the calender. hahaha. Then August id finally here, but I'm not off the hook til after the end of this week, and I seriously can't even WAIT! Don't get me wrong, I LOOOOVED seeing our family, and doing Hula but I'm pooped! UNFORTUNATELY school starts the monday after our last trip to SLC for the summer. I haven't even had time to think about if I'm ready or not. It'll just have to come and hit me, then I'll know! hahhaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But I gratefully want to just thank all of my family and friends for helping me through my crazy summer. My mom especially, helping me pack, and watching Jaida so I can things done. My in laws for coming down this weekend to be apart of my Luau, Jamaica for taking over our primary class practically the entire summer, and my hubby for sticking by my side through everything! I'm sooo blessed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.........................!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Good bye summer, and hello Christmas!!!! &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/2969758434204872684-8727237966057511738?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/8727237966057511738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=8727237966057511738&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/8727237966057511738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/8727237966057511738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-crazy-summer.html' title='my crazy summer'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TF7zMfamcyI/AAAAAAAAAkw/W85mTnb2g_0/s72-c/june.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-1995395604981877319</id><published>2010-08-06T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T16:33:37.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>little brothers kava/ bachelor party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TFyaEG_1m_I/AAAAAAAAAkY/Iqtzypmc-y8/s1600/font.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502442240128424946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TFyaEG_1m_I/AAAAAAAAAkY/Iqtzypmc-y8/s400/font.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; gosh I love making these on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;PShop&lt;/span&gt;. I wouldn't mind sitting on the computer all day and doing this for a living! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. TOO BAD! My dad called me last night at almost midnight and asked me to do these, and I sat up that night til 2am, then had to get up at 7 am for work. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahahah&lt;/span&gt; and it was worth every minute of sleep I DIDN'T get &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! But I think this little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kava&lt;/span&gt; party is such a good idea. The brides get Bridal showers, and the guys get &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kava&lt;/span&gt; parties! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt; all my dads idea... hey dad? do u want us girls to plan the little shower games for you guys to play? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;... congrats again brother...&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/2969758434204872684-1995395604981877319?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/1995395604981877319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=1995395604981877319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/1995395604981877319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/1995395604981877319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/08/little-brothers-kava-bachelor-party.html' title='little brothers kava/ bachelor party'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TFyaEG_1m_I/AAAAAAAAAkY/Iqtzypmc-y8/s72-c/font.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-403236096323810401</id><published>2010-08-01T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T11:26:12.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>congratulations to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TFW6e8y5LXI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/hcqS7nW5lqE/s1600/final+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500507560781360498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TFW6e8y5LXI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/hcqS7nW5lqE/s400/final+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my nephew &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Motuliki&lt;/span&gt; for getting baptized earlier this month! &lt;div&gt;As you can see, I'm behind on my blogging, but I didn't want to forget to document his unforgettable experience. My brother-in-law &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Toa&lt;/span&gt; baptised him and confirmed him, it was such a touching experience to see the love that everyone has for this family. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Toa&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jaidas&lt;/span&gt; favorite, and when she seen him in the water with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt; during the baptism, the look on her face was hilarious...she started screaming and yelling at him (I think she was asking him what the heck he was doing). It was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; funny I wish I had a picture!!! We love you guys!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-403236096323810401?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/403236096323810401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=403236096323810401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/403236096323810401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/403236096323810401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/08/congratulations-to.html' title='congratulations to...'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TFW6e8y5LXI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/hcqS7nW5lqE/s72-c/final+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-5093697365758897242</id><published>2010-07-30T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T17:01:39.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>congratulations to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TFNhjnEcNXI/AAAAAAAAAkA/AVYVHe9DlKA/s1600/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499846834360431986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TFNhjnEcNXI/AAAAAAAAAkA/AVYVHe9DlKA/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my little brother Laika and his fiance Tishina on their engagement to be lawfully wedded August 21st, 2010. I'm so excited for what this means for their little family. And to make the event even more exciting for us, is that Jaida is one of their little flower girls:)) I can't wait to see her walk down the isle with her little basket of flowers blowing kisses to everyone! But I have a feeling that Jasmine (Laika's little girl) will end up dragging a screaming monster down the aisle! hahahhaa. I sure hope not! Congrats you three!! We love you guys!&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/2969758434204872684-5093697365758897242?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/5093697365758897242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=5093697365758897242&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/5093697365758897242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/5093697365758897242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/07/congratulations-to.html' title='congratulations to...'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TFNhjnEcNXI/AAAAAAAAAkA/AVYVHe9DlKA/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-7707937313599015580</id><published>2010-07-28T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T23:18:21.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>heimuli family reunion 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TFEcqQB__5I/AAAAAAAAAj4/YAl7KSBU1e0/s1600/38179_462240801616_683146616_6092237_5603882_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499208132179525522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TFEcqQB__5I/AAAAAAAAAj4/YAl7KSBU1e0/s400/38179_462240801616_683146616_6092237_5603882_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TFEcp0RZGcI/AAAAAAAAAjw/xRSoAB3QnYs/s1600/reunion+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499208124727892418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TFEcp0RZGcI/AAAAAAAAAjw/xRSoAB3QnYs/s400/reunion+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we had our heimuli family reunion earlier this month and it was sooo much fun, it's so good to see family that we havent seen for years. From what I was told, the reunion was last minute and planned in a month, but you would have never of known! This family is so welcoming and warm hearted, even though it's been years, we fit right back in! We were so happy to get to spend the 4th of July weekend with them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The reunion started off with camping at Jordenell, Lagoon, then a ended with a fireside. Each family was given a color for the reunion shirts and challenged to come up with a reunion design of their own, and whatever design won would be the new signiture design for the reunion years to come... Everyones shirts were soo creative!!! We were given Orange and this was our first design... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TFELsTXQ0wI/AAAAAAAAAjI/MVvlVD3Q9_w/s1600/Untitled-3+copynewmom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499189475736081154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TFELsTXQ0wI/AAAAAAAAAjI/MVvlVD3Q9_w/s400/Untitled-3+copynewmom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Because we waited last minute to print them, we had to go with this... I think I liked it better though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TFEP4tfPi5I/AAAAAAAAAjo/DKSy-en4T6M/s1600/34460_1347618652279_1285704769_30867985_2309327_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499194086953814930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TFEP4tfPi5I/AAAAAAAAAjo/DKSy-en4T6M/s400/34460_1347618652279_1285704769_30867985_2309327_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what I understand Latu Heimuli's famiy won! Their shirts were WAYYYY nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TFEOWzY-N6I/AAAAAAAAAjg/1nOe0SxLnxw/s1600/34763_1347643172892_1285704769_30868084_1649023_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499192404910946210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TFEOWzY-N6I/AAAAAAAAAjg/1nOe0SxLnxw/s400/34763_1347643172892_1285704769_30868084_1649023_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out facebook for more photos!!:)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-7707937313599015580?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/7707937313599015580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=7707937313599015580&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/7707937313599015580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/7707937313599015580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/07/heimuli-family-reunion-2010.html' title='heimuli family reunion 2010'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TFEcqQB__5I/AAAAAAAAAj4/YAl7KSBU1e0/s72-c/38179_462240801616_683146616_6092237_5603882_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-5086897252571765646</id><published>2010-07-28T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T21:54:37.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back-2-school luau</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TFEJY_FzjHI/AAAAAAAAAjA/1Nurr6XzmTo/s1600/hulainvite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499186944853380210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TFEJY_FzjHI/AAAAAAAAAjA/1Nurr6XzmTo/s400/hulainvite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;is almost here! Hula has been going good, it's definitely been a trial and error experience but, I think if we do it again next year, it might be a bit easier. Our Luau is on Friday, August 13th at just here at our ward. I'm way excited for my hula girls to meet my nieces and sisters to see them dance! And I'm so grateful for all help I've gotten from my family and friends! Stay tuned to see how it turns out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my little luau invite inspired by a fellow blogger name &lt;a href="http://kenandcynthia.blogspot.com/2009/06/2009-anderson-luau.html"&gt;Cynthia&lt;/a&gt; from Wisconsin, check out her blog and her cute little girl! Thanks again Cynthia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-5086897252571765646?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/5086897252571765646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=5086897252571765646&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/5086897252571765646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/5086897252571765646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/07/back-2-school-luau.html' title='back-2-school luau'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TFEJY_FzjHI/AAAAAAAAAjA/1Nurr6XzmTo/s72-c/hulainvite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-2929259502586495566</id><published>2010-06-29T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T12:28:11.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>congratulations to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;..the Motuliki Family, To'a, Klarah, TJ and KJ for being sealed for all time and eternity in the SLC temple this past weekend! It was so beautiful! We love you guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TCpILSMqg8I/AAAAAAAAAio/9rULMJ-aWz0/s1600/bubssealing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488278454605087682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TCpILSMqg8I/AAAAAAAAAio/9rULMJ-aWz0/s400/bubssealing.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/2969758434204872684-2929259502586495566?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/2929259502586495566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=2929259502586495566&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/2929259502586495566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/2929259502586495566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/06/congratulations-to_29.html' title='congratulations to...'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TCpILSMqg8I/AAAAAAAAAio/9rULMJ-aWz0/s72-c/bubssealing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-1572365384979238413</id><published>2010-06-20T22:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T23:01:39.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy fathers day</title><content type='html'>I am sooo lucky... I have been blessed with not one, not two, but three amazing fathers throughout my life! And I just want to thank each of them for everything that they do for me and I want to let them know that I love and appreciate each one of them! I'm definately one lucky girl...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TB7-wFnkFSI/AAAAAAAAAiY/It8-taMFh-0/s1600/3daddies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485101498279138594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TB7-wFnkFSI/AAAAAAAAAiY/It8-taMFh-0/s400/3daddies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also to my husband... Happy Fathers Day babe, thank you for being everything that me and Jaida could ever ask for! We love you:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TB7_sKL4B0I/AAAAAAAAAig/4M3zXTnwZPs/s1600/FAthers+DAy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485102530297333570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TB7_sKL4B0I/AAAAAAAAAig/4M3zXTnwZPs/s400/FAthers+DAy.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/2969758434204872684-1572365384979238413?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/1572365384979238413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=1572365384979238413&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/1572365384979238413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/1572365384979238413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='happy fathers day'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TB7-wFnkFSI/AAAAAAAAAiY/It8-taMFh-0/s72-c/3daddies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-6052734917722253809</id><published>2010-06-15T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T14:24:54.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBfsYvHSIjI/AAAAAAAAAhw/CNWu_2WSNxY/s1600/question-mark1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483110981054898738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBfsYvHSIjI/AAAAAAAAAhw/CNWu_2WSNxY/s400/question-mark1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to have another baby around. But I wonder if any of you mothers do or did feel this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kel and I were talking the other day, and I said to him, "I feel like I don't want another baby to come and take away any love that we have towards Jaida." It was funny cause Kel felt the same way. It's not about taking attention away from her, cause thats just a given, but love. Will I feel like I betrayed her by loving someone else as much as we love her? I know when we do have another baby we will get over it, and we will love him or her just as much. I think we will even feel bad for thinking this way. But I do think Jaida will always have a special place in my heart. After everything that shes blessed our family with, I just feel like we owe so much to her. Did you guys ever feel that way? Cia, I know you went through alot when you had Serena, does she have a special place in your heart that none of your other kids do? How and when did you guys get over it? &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/2969758434204872684-6052734917722253809?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/6052734917722253809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=6052734917722253809&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/6052734917722253809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/6052734917722253809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-wonder.html' title='I wonder...'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBfsYvHSIjI/AAAAAAAAAhw/CNWu_2WSNxY/s72-c/question-mark1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-6476093903417845086</id><published>2010-06-12T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T18:57:36.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not what we expected...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBQ6-BSy00I/AAAAAAAAAho/t5-frXyTnQ0/s1600/grandma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482071483590300482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBQ6-BSy00I/AAAAAAAAAho/t5-frXyTnQ0/s400/grandma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're moving next weekend into another townhome down the street about 250 dollars cheaper than what we are in now. This was totally unexpected but these last few weeks, Kel and I have been debating about what the best choice is for our little family. After struggling for seven long months, my stepdad finally got a job in SLC. I'm sad for what this means for me (no more family down the street, no more babysitter, no more dropping by when we're bored, no more calling for a close helping hand, no more going to church with them, and saddest of all, no more seeing them whenever we want) but I'm so happy for what it means for them (no more struggling, no more....uh thats all I can think of:)) hahaha. I'm so saddd! My mom first lived in Vegas, then moved down here to St. George when she found out I was expecting Jaida. My step dad has been the one to sacrifice the most out of their desicion to move down here with having to drive to and from Las Vegas everyday for work. Thats a three and a half hour drive round trip just to say the least. Just so they could be here for Jaida. They are the best ever, and have been so loving to Jaida. I can't believe they are leaving. After two years of them living here, I wish I would have taken more time to do stuff with them. Take advantage of having your family close by, don't wait til they are gone to realize how furtunate you are to have them close.&lt;br /&gt;Mom,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for putting me and my family in your priorities. I'm so thankful for your descion you made to move out here to be closer to us. I can't believe how these past two years have strengthen our relationship more then ever before. I have never loved and appreciated you more than I do now. You have taught me to be a better person in ways that you don't never know. I'm sorry for not taking better advantage of you being so close. Just know that we will NEVER forget the love and compassion that you and Eric have shown for Jaida. I have never seen a love so deep and I hope that one day I can show that same love for my grandkids. I love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that happened, we decided to back out of buying that house, that was a steet over from where my mom lived, and to downsize into a cheaper townhome, being that I'm going to start nursing school soon and won't be able to work as much. But we decided that when the time and oppertunity is right (hopefully sooner than later) we will move back to Salt Lake to be with our family. Because in the end, thats all that matters...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-6476093903417845086?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/6476093903417845086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=6476093903417845086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/6476093903417845086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/6476093903417845086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/06/not-what-we-expected.html' title='not what we expected...'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBQ6-BSy00I/AAAAAAAAAho/t5-frXyTnQ0/s72-c/grandma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-7938414101266900532</id><published>2010-06-09T22:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T23:53:38.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>our weekend in Salt Lake...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;was so much fun! We only stayed a few days but we did sooo much. It's always fun to see and catch up with the family!&lt;br /&gt;We went to a graduation dance to see Brianna (after a week of living in Vegas) we missed her! Especially Jaida, it was too cute to see Jaidas face when she seen Brianna, just jumped right out of my arms. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBB4ZD6g0-I/AAAAAAAAAdo/wOGgoPn3mwU/s1600/133.JPG"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481013118452683746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBB4ZD6g0-I/AAAAAAAAAdo/wOGgoPn3mwU/s400/133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481017686924499810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBB8i-zEm2I/AAAAAAAAAdw/y_dwjtwmsZk/s400/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt; about one minute after we put her in her car seat:) poor baby&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBB8kRwRbbI/AAAAAAAAAeA/MM-hfKMnVk4/s1600/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481017709192900018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBB8kRwRbbI/AAAAAAAAAeA/MM-hfKMnVk4/s400/050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next morning was PJ's baptism, and Marcia's YW's carnival (good thing it was all at the same building). Everyone kept telling PJ that there was a carnival waiting for him outside. :)) Good way to celebrate his accomplishment. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBB-UX6ZlAI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/mUCTsugQ1O8/s1600/138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481019634991338498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBB-UX6ZlAI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/mUCTsugQ1O8/s400/138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Right after the carnival, Kel and I decided to run Jaida up to the Zoo, can't believe it was only $9 to get in, and Jaida was free! It was so much fun. The best part was watching her reactions when she seen the animals, she thought they were all dogs, and tried to copy whatever they were doing. hahah. When the giraffe was eating, she was pretending to chop, when the ducks were quacking, she tried to quack back. It was so precious, can't believe how smart she is, and how much she understands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;us on the 2 minute train ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCBn5vCBII/AAAAAAAAAe4/OhWncYF0aiA/s1600/092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481023269022860418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCBn5vCBII/AAAAAAAAAe4/OhWncYF0aiA/s400/092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; checkin out the monkeys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCBnVH47tI/AAAAAAAAAew/bBo4bAYcWvs/s1600/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481023259195010770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCBnVH47tI/AAAAAAAAAew/bBo4bAYcWvs/s400/071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lookin at the peacock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCBm4ERdcI/AAAAAAAAAeo/I5LDZC2uQKU/s1600/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481023251395212738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCBm4ERdcI/AAAAAAAAAeo/I5LDZC2uQKU/s400/075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the giraffe was her favorite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCBmfddkmI/AAAAAAAAAeg/fVa9Urt_NeU/s1600/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481023244789977698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCBmfddkmI/AAAAAAAAAeg/fVa9Urt_NeU/s400/060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she just kept saying "woooow!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCBl7LKPhI/AAAAAAAAAeY/3OHN0iWwe0w/s1600/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481023235049537042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCBl7LKPhI/AAAAAAAAAeY/3OHN0iWwe0w/s400/055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; did NOT like the carousel ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCDJzl-wKI/AAAAAAAAAfg/dFdwQxQqEeU/s1600/119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481024951001464994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCDJzl-wKI/AAAAAAAAAfg/dFdwQxQqEeU/s400/119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; oh man! she was screaming her head of when she seen dads head in here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCDIoJzRpI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/6Ij57FpeW40/s1600/103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481024930750613138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCDIoJzRpI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/6Ij57FpeW40/s400/103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; duck watching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCDIFOb90I/AAAAAAAAAfI/vmlGGL5Csms/s1600/096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481024921374816066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCDIFOb90I/AAAAAAAAAfI/vmlGGL5Csms/s400/096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCDHsmooVI/AAAAAAAAAfA/tVdyaKjuxA8/s1600/099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481024914765422930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCDHsmooVI/AAAAAAAAAfA/tVdyaKjuxA8/s400/099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCD6K3JQcI/AAAAAAAAAfw/jqKCo3_xe_M/s1600/129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481025781881192898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCD6K3JQcI/AAAAAAAAAfw/jqKCo3_xe_M/s400/129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; likes this ride better with daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCD54A1lNI/AAAAAAAAAfo/hY4fW_l8qEg/s1600/122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481025776821572818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCD54A1lNI/AAAAAAAAAfo/hY4fW_l8qEg/s400/122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; within 5 mintues of leaving, she was already knocked out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCEPke8PWI/AAAAAAAAAf4/v-ds8e3s5Mk/s1600/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481026149536251234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCEPke8PWI/AAAAAAAAAf4/v-ds8e3s5Mk/s400/053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The next day we went to church, and Kel gave the most touching blessing to PJ. I don't think there was one dry eye in the entire room. It was such a blessing to our family that Kel got to take part in that, it helped us not only to see, but to feel the power of the priesthood. Thank you Eta!&lt;br /&gt;After his eating we ran back up to Sandy to see our family, can't believe how big my borthers and sisters are getting! I hugged Jaida extra tight that night, knowing that she is going to grow so fast. Wish we had the power to freeze time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCGkIugS0I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/wCE4pHWS_lc/s1600/177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481028701885844290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCGkIugS0I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/wCE4pHWS_lc/s400/177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCGjmVhUlI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Nw-Fpc-1f3g/s1600/176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481028692654248530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCGjmVhUlI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Nw-Fpc-1f3g/s400/176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCGjEU9OkI/AAAAAAAAAgA/vrdS2kXCMMs/s1600/175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481028683525077570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCGjEU9OkI/AAAAAAAAAgA/vrdS2kXCMMs/s400/175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The last day we were there we went to temple sqaure to take some family pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481033563898004962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCK_JIiReI/AAAAAAAAAg4/MVgJP6tdQOE/s400/255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCK-tUugdI/AAAAAAAAAgw/RNwdq65MG7U/s1600/295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481033556432945618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCK-tUugdI/AAAAAAAAAgw/RNwdq65MG7U/s400/295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCK-OzmQII/AAAAAAAAAgo/7iJwYu-XGDU/s1600/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481033548240928898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCK-OzmQII/AAAAAAAAAgo/7iJwYu-XGDU/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCK9h09lGI/AAAAAAAAAgg/Ujm-NWI7rTc/s1600/286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481033536167056482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCK9h09lGI/AAAAAAAAAgg/Ujm-NWI7rTc/s400/286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCK9EgojBI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Ur2xrERERSg/s1600/331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481033528297163794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBCK9EgojBI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Ur2xrERERSg/s400/331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This trip was definately one to remember! Can't wait to go back on the 2nd!!&lt;br /&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;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/2969758434204872684-7938414101266900532?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/7938414101266900532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=7938414101266900532&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/7938414101266900532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/7938414101266900532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/06/our-weekend-in-salt-lake.html' title='our weekend in Salt Lake...'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBB4ZD6g0-I/AAAAAAAAAdo/wOGgoPn3mwU/s72-c/133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-5882110539560839616</id><published>2010-06-09T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T13:39:04.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>congratulations to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;... my little brother Misilifi for graduating from Seminary last month &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBBt9HIEc8I/AAAAAAAAAc4/_hnzN3ygIks/s1600/lifi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481001643162235842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBBt9HIEc8I/AAAAAAAAAc4/_hnzN3ygIks/s400/lifi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... my other little brother Jayden for becoming a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBBxyVcWCCI/AAAAAAAAAdA/l0B0Lwyft1U/s1600/dark_edited-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481005856073320482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBBxyVcWCCI/AAAAAAAAAdA/l0B0Lwyft1U/s400/dark_edited-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBFNQOjRT-I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/0gwWOiNBWkQ/s1600/jaiden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481247162665881570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBFNQOjRT-I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/0gwWOiNBWkQ/s400/jaiden.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... my nephew Marley for making that same commitment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBEt0IOOcjI/AAAAAAAAAhI/ebptPaNmB_8/s1600/CIMG1399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481212595070202418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBEt0IOOcjI/AAAAAAAAAhI/ebptPaNmB_8/s400/CIMG1399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... my nephew P.J for making one of the most important decisions in his life, also becoming a member of the Lord's church&lt;br /&gt;... my brother in law Toa for giving his first baptism ordinance to Mr. PJ&lt;br /&gt;... my husband Kel for his first baptism conformation to our same little nephew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBBywlGWDbI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/IwUTrU1pfuE/s1600/150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481006925427903922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBBywlGWDbI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/IwUTrU1pfuE/s400/150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ... to my niece Serena, for graduating from elementary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBB0FcO5skI/AAAAAAAAAdY/q6rKxQ-jNSw/s1600/serena.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481008383336755778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBB0FcO5skI/AAAAAAAAAdY/q6rKxQ-jNSw/s400/serena.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ... and to my sister in law Marcia, for doing a FABULOUS job planning and carrying out her YW's fundraiser for girls camp... she almost tripled what she actually needed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBB0qhRCNzI/AAAAAAAAAdg/lFXSsw1f80g/s1600/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481009020343039794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBB0qhRCNzI/AAAAAAAAAdg/lFXSsw1f80g/s400/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This weekend was UNFORGETTABLE, I'm so blessed to be apart of such incredible diligent families.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-5882110539560839616?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/5882110539560839616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=5882110539560839616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/5882110539560839616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/5882110539560839616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/06/congratulations-to.html' title='congratulations to...'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TBBt9HIEc8I/AAAAAAAAAc4/_hnzN3ygIks/s72-c/lifi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-1908290772492580332</id><published>2010-05-28T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T23:05:46.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bye bye Nana!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TACrxapr48I/AAAAAAAAAbg/UeYOLIQuOko/s1600/brianna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476566012338627522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TACrxapr48I/AAAAAAAAAbg/UeYOLIQuOko/s400/brianna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brianna is leaving for Vegas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; for two whole months! She has never been away from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jaida&lt;/span&gt; for that long, so shes kinda sad. And to be honest, I am too! :( I love how she comes over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;everyday&lt;/span&gt; after school to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jaida&lt;/span&gt; and eat dinner with us, even though shes my sister, she seems like apart of our little family! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Nana,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you have a fun time in Vegas, and I hope you don't spend too much of your time and money driving back to see me! Don't worry about me, grandma, grandpa, mommy and daddy are here to love and play with me. Don't forget to call me whenever you need someone to talk to, I'm ALWAYS up for talking! I can't wait to see you when you come back cause my hand will be all better and we can go swimming! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;! I love you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-1908290772492580332?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/1908290772492580332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=1908290772492580332&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/1908290772492580332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/1908290772492580332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/05/bye-bye-nana.html' title='bye bye Nana!'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/TACrxapr48I/AAAAAAAAAbg/UeYOLIQuOko/s72-c/brianna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-1092951668746200057</id><published>2010-05-27T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T13:00:38.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my poor punkin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_7NobJ_T2I/AAAAAAAAAbI/ZcfNGjwB7yI/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476040291297218402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_7NobJ_T2I/AAAAAAAAAbI/ZcfNGjwB7yI/s400/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_7Nn9GBIrI/AAAAAAAAAbA/kRtNghTp8Qw/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476040283227497138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 396px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_7Nn9GBIrI/AAAAAAAAAbA/kRtNghTp8Qw/s400/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_7NnNktEaI/AAAAAAAAAa4/xaADPSgjOno/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476040270471303586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_7NnNktEaI/AAAAAAAAAa4/xaADPSgjOno/s400/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_7O1st7NRI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/4LpocwOY4z4/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476041618861274386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_7O1st7NRI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/4LpocwOY4z4/s400/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday we had our 1st accident that ended up in the emergency room. My mom was doing Jaidas hair and Jaida, being the sticky fingers she is, she turns on the curling iron, picks it up, and burns her hand. It was truly a family strengthening experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we got to the emergency, the only person Jaida wanted was Eric (my step dad)! It was the cutest thing ever not me, not my mom...just Grandpa! Then my mom came running in crying and apologizing, saying it was all her fault. I was sooo calm up to this point because I can't stand to see my parents cry, especially over something that was a total accident. At that moment, even with Jaida screaming her head off, all I wanted to do was take away the pain from my mom, i think she was hurting more than Jaida was. I took Jaida from Eric, while the lady finished up taking Jaidas Vitals and insurance information, and when I walked out of the room, I seen my step dad Eric in the room across from us crying and praying to our Heavenly Father. It was one of the most beautiful things that I've ever seen in my family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the most humbling experience that I've had in a while. To see the love that my parents have for Jaida, to see them in complete helplessness, and to see them reaching out to God for help. It was amazing and so inspirational. I just want to tell My mom and Eric how much I love them! You guys are the most caring people that I've ever met in my life, and I'm so blessed to have you as my parents. I love you!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jaida is doing JUST FINE! As you can see above... they gave her a morphine shot in the emergency room, and she hasn't cried since. We take her in today to change her dressing and to take a closer look at how it is healing. Jaida loves her little mitten and thinks it's a boxing glove to hit me and Kel with. We joke around that she'll proabably be easier around the house with one hand!! :)) We love you Jaida! &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/2969758434204872684-1092951668746200057?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/1092951668746200057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=1092951668746200057&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/1092951668746200057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/1092951668746200057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-poor-punkin.html' title='my poor punkin...'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_7NobJ_T2I/AAAAAAAAAbI/ZcfNGjwB7yI/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-5666968794198970492</id><published>2010-05-23T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T23:12:09.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what am I getting my self into...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_oXOsqw6gI/AAAAAAAAAaI/dnlGfQtnz2g/s1600/mo2liki+hula.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474713838298393090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_oXOsqw6gI/AAAAAAAAAaI/dnlGfQtnz2g/s400/mo2liki+hula.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was HARASSED today into doing hula classes today over the summer break for the kids! haha Thanks AMY! ;) JK Her girls have been in hula classes for a few years now, and love it to death. They've been asking me to teach them some new dances then today I finally agreed. I've been planning it all day long and getting really excited and stressed about it. I can feel my stomach curl. I have So much going on this summer, but I think it will definitely spice up my Summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is what I have in mind.... &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 dances; a Samoan, Hawaiian, Tahitian, and Maori. a total of at least 10 one hour sessions twice a week Tuesdays and Thursdays (might need more) CD included. 50$&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 different costumes hand made by me, true to the type of dance , and the girls get to keep them 50$&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and a back to school Polynesian Luau for family and close friends, entertainment provided by the girls in maybe mid august &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and if the girls have any brothers that would like to learn the Haka and Pou Tele they sign up free! -costume included! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and I want to give them t-shirts with our Logo, you like ;) (can't imagine my life w/out PShop)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't know! What do you guys think? any suggestions? What have your girls done in their hula classes that you did or didn't like?&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking if I get ten girls we will have 1000 dollars to make costumes and throw a fabulous Polynesian Luau. But is that too much to charge? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-5666968794198970492?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/5666968794198970492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=5666968794198970492&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/5666968794198970492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/5666968794198970492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-am-i-getting-my-self-into.html' title='what am I getting my self into...'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_oXOsqw6gI/AAAAAAAAAaI/dnlGfQtnz2g/s72-c/mo2liki+hula.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-8616253398814010708</id><published>2010-05-22T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T09:26:17.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd update on the house...</title><content type='html'>As of now, the bank is STILL reviewing the case. It's been like two months now and no one knows how much longer we have to wait. The MOST annoying thing is that the time frame for the tax credit has passed. So as of now, we don't get a tax credit if we purchase this house, which was a BIG part in why we wanted this house. It needs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt; of updates. Our Real Estate agent says our offer is still the highest so IF the bank accepts any of the offers, ours has the best chance. We'll see! Even if we are accepted, we are not really sure we want it anymore! If any of you could bring back the first time home buyers tax credit and speed up this process, that would be GREAT!! :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-8616253398814010708?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/8616253398814010708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=8616253398814010708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/8616253398814010708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/8616253398814010708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/05/3rd-update-on-house.html' title='3rd update on the house...'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-4585025387420040563</id><published>2010-05-16T13:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T18:37:39.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some of Jaida's favorties...</title><content type='html'>Jaida is on the go 24 hours a day! If shes not doing one thing, shes doing another, and is NEVER not doing anything. Even when shes sleeping... shes still moving around, slapping my face, sticking her fingers up my nose, SNORING, or kicking me in the stomach! Little does she know, these little things is what makes my heart smile! I love you so much Jaida! Thank you for filling my heart with all the love you do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of her favortie things to do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;loves getting on our shoulders and dancing to Justin Beavers "baby" song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_BU6Ut6NjI/AAAAAAAAAZA/T8B_RKyZeao/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471966908225566258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_BU6Ut6NjI/AAAAAAAAAZA/T8B_RKyZeao/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; loves ripping out all the wipes when mommy turns her back for one minute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_BU54OJZKI/AAAAAAAAAY4/bX7QHSsjn2g/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471966900576150690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_BU54OJZKI/AAAAAAAAAY4/bX7QHSsjn2g/s400/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; loves getting into mommys tampons while she getting ready LOL!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_BU5cOMPBI/AAAAAAAAAYw/W8D7Sd0Vvoc/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471966893060144146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_BU5cOMPBI/AAAAAAAAAYw/W8D7Sd0Vvoc/s400/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; loves helping mommy clean up my big messes&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_BU5OzvyVI/AAAAAAAAAYo/mwBwCgM8DvM/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471966889459566930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_BU5OzvyVI/AAAAAAAAAYo/mwBwCgM8DvM/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; loves getting stuck and playing with the bar stools&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_BU4nlrqkI/AAAAAAAAAYg/xo-GNnAS-aM/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471966878931593794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_BU4nlrqkI/AAAAAAAAAYg/xo-GNnAS-aM/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;loves talking anyones ear off (just like daddy) &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_BZ3hi6wrI/AAAAAAAAAZo/Lwk9r9Bm1dY/s1600/maycee+bday+399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471972357687657138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_BZ3hi6wrI/AAAAAAAAAZo/Lwk9r9Bm1dY/s400/maycee+bday+399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;loves playing with balls &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_BZ3I_YgVI/AAAAAAAAAZg/K4nBz3aeKjQ/s1600/maycee+bday+161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471972351096160594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_BZ3I_YgVI/AAAAAAAAAZg/K4nBz3aeKjQ/s400/maycee+bday+161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;loves kicking back and enjoying a walk in the park with daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_BZ2narHpI/AAAAAAAAAZY/9sUYhaHJ6Dg/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471972342083821202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_BZ2narHpI/AAAAAAAAAZY/9sUYhaHJ6Dg/s400/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; loves watching the Jazz games with daddy&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_BZ2J_fe3I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/BUseodSQUQg/s1600/wreath+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471972334185184114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_BZ2J_fe3I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/BUseodSQUQg/s400/wreath+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; loves putting on everyones shoes but my own &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_BZ1iWpPkI/AAAAAAAAAZI/2S2-P9N34PQ/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471972323544874562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_BZ1iWpPkI/AAAAAAAAAZI/2S2-P9N34PQ/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;loves reading books and asking what everything in the pictures are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_CdWqHaFYI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/VyoXotTnfiU/s1600/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472046559843194242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_CdWqHaFYI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/VyoXotTnfiU/s400/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and last but not least, loves taking pictures &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_BatIG7NwI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Mfe4wHdRXOQ/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471973278572295938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_BatIG7NwI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Mfe4wHdRXOQ/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;these are just a few things she loves, want to know what mommy loves? I love waking up every morning, knowing that I've got another whole day to spend with you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-4585025387420040563?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/4585025387420040563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=4585025387420040563&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/4585025387420040563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/4585025387420040563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/05/some-of-jaidas-favorties.html' title='some of Jaida&apos;s favorties...'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S_BU6Ut6NjI/AAAAAAAAAZA/T8B_RKyZeao/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-3400463383209531081</id><published>2010-05-08T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T16:05:04.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My beautiful mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S-c-j8QayII/AAAAAAAAAXw/MoN13bCZYIQ/s1600/mom.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 377px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469409059656091778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S-c-j8QayII/AAAAAAAAAXw/MoN13bCZYIQ/s400/mom.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she beautiful? we look alot alike huh? :) hope one of my babies get her pretty green eyes. This is the first year that I have ever spent Mothers Day without my mommY! :( It's not getting to me, because I have this little one running around tearing apart the house! But I just want to take some time and let me mom know how much I appreciate and love her. Thanks mom for being the most loving and supportive mother that I could ever ask for. You are always there for me through thick and thin, and I hope that I can show Jaida how much I care and love her like you show me everyday! I love you so much! Happy Mothers Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-3400463383209531081?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/3400463383209531081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=3400463383209531081&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/3400463383209531081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/3400463383209531081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-beautiful-mom.html' title='My beautiful mom'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S-c-j8QayII/AAAAAAAAAXw/MoN13bCZYIQ/s72-c/mom.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-3999499305964534744</id><published>2010-05-03T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T14:14:32.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St. George, Utah Iron Man..</title><content type='html'>was AMAZING! One of the BEST experiences I have EVER had in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S98zwA9wi7I/AAAAAAAAAVw/vE59vT5QyGY/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467145372636842930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S98zwA9wi7I/AAAAAAAAAVw/vE59vT5QyGY/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a Finish Line Catcher, which meant that we were in charge of catching the athletes and escorting them from the finish line to their friends and families. I think it was the best volunteer position out of all volunteers spots because we got to share their special moment with them. Some of them came in with their arms up yelling, a girl ran through hysterically crying, one man came in waving his sign that read Puerto Rico, another man came in and stopped, pulled out his cigar, and posed for the camera! It was awesome to experience their strength to endure to the end. While walking them to their family (which was a pretty long walk, I felt like a 80 year old woman by the time the night was over) I talked with them, asking how the race was and EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM agreed that it was by far the HARDEST marathon they've ever took part in. One man said it was his 24th Iron Man and this St. George one was the hardest by far. That blew me away. I met a few who said that this marathon was their first ever, That blew me away too. But what a gain to my testimony of the amazing things that we can accomplish through confidence and self-endurance. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I am an Iron Man&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;(Volunteer, that is:)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were our T-shirts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S9806_Nux5I/AAAAAAAAAV4/LbaRZjV68Bo/s1600/ironman+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467146660657153938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S9806_Nux5I/AAAAAAAAAV4/LbaRZjV68Bo/s400/ironman+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first woman that finshed... I heard that she won $25,000. Way-to-go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S9807RTcy4I/AAAAAAAAAWA/rOzV4egdWw8/s1600/ironman+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467146665512979330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S9807RTcy4I/AAAAAAAAAWA/rOzV4egdWw8/s400/ironman+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And these where two of the many Iron Men of St. George&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S9808FMWclI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/TgwA4vGqxlE/s1600/ironman+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467146679441846866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S9808FMWclI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/TgwA4vGqxlE/s400/ironman+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S9807qlvg9I/AAAAAAAAAWI/PGpkHlgOtgM/s1600/ironman+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467146672300590034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S9807qlvg9I/AAAAAAAAAWI/PGpkHlgOtgM/s400/ironman+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was an unforgettable treat, if Iron Man ever comes to your City, don't miss the oppertunity to experience it as a volunteer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-3999499305964534744?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/3999499305964534744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=3999499305964534744&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/3999499305964534744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/3999499305964534744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/05/st-george-utah-iron-man.html' title='St. George, Utah Iron Man..'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S98zwA9wi7I/AAAAAAAAAVw/vE59vT5QyGY/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-1268976759376480295</id><published>2010-04-30T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T20:45:47.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>can't wait til...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S9uj4jHKnTI/AAAAAAAAAVA/0Jhy_HoCIU0/s1600/Ironman%2520logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S9uj4jHKnTI/AAAAAAAAAVA/0Jhy_HoCIU0/s400/Ironman%2520logo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466142764637527346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow! Iron Man here we come! I'm super excited, Kel and I are last minute volunteers that were able to get the hook up through Mrs Queen of volunteer service...Jamaica!:) I think this tri-athalon is the biggest that St. George has ever had. The athletes start out with a 6 mile swim, then a 100 and somthin' mile bike ride, and finish after a 26 mile run! Crazy huh? Jayden thinks he sooo cool cause his baptism teacher is in it! hahaha, he was bragging all about him on the way home the other day. Kel and I are finish line catchers, so we are the first people that the athletes meet and greet after the race, and I think it's the best position to volunteer for because their strength to finish I know will be soo inspiring. I can't wait, this is the first public event that Kel and I have involved ourselves in, and I hope there are many more to come! Can't wait to tell you guys all about it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-1268976759376480295?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/1268976759376480295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=1268976759376480295&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/1268976759376480295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/1268976759376480295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/04/cant-wait-til.html' title='can&apos;t wait til...'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S9uj4jHKnTI/AAAAAAAAAVA/0Jhy_HoCIU0/s72-c/Ironman%2520logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-7781038007627067881</id><published>2010-04-23T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T17:37:50.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Motuliki Create</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://motulikicreate.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Motulikicreate" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/Untitled-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hey you guys! I have a new crafting blog out, I've been doing this for the last week, opening my esty account and pay pal account, and getting my blog up and ready for display...It is called Motuliki Create, and I'm super excited. It's pretty much ready, for now... so visit and grab my button, and follow for tons of fun! oh...and you better share your ideas too! love ya!&lt;br /&gt;click the image to visit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-7781038007627067881?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/7781038007627067881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=7781038007627067881&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/7781038007627067881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/7781038007627067881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/04/motuliki-creat.html' title='Motuliki Create'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-3813987154230302565</id><published>2010-04-23T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T13:04:11.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got my letter today...</title><content type='html'>And it didn't really tell me much, it's a yes and no! They said that I am an alternate, which means that IF someone drops out, I'm in... Theres only about 4 or 5 alternates a semester. They said that sometimes after people turn in there background checks, there are a few who drop out. Sad to say, I hope someone drops out! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; My DON was in the nursing comitee at mojave and she says that alternates almost always get in, bu tI may not know till two weeks after school starts... so she tod me to stay mentally ready...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of people apply to several different schools and then pick which one they want, so hopefully that helps too. But here in ST. George, if you get into Mojave, usually you drop Dixie and stay with them... I know I would, One day a week! Can't beat that... So after waiting two months for this letter, I still have some waiting to do. If I don't get in I'll just reapply in the spring! uh, but I don't want to think about that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-3813987154230302565?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/3813987154230302565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=3813987154230302565&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/3813987154230302565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/3813987154230302565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-got-my-letter-today.html' title='I got my letter today...'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-3433264690757492972</id><published>2010-04-16T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T21:56:42.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>update on the home...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8k74HxXJtI/AAAAAAAAATU/WMxrWmO6Do0/s1600/first-home-buyers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460961858508236498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8k74HxXJtI/AAAAAAAAATU/WMxrWmO6Do0/s400/first-home-buyers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we sent in our offer (as you know) and they seller accepted the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;amount&lt;/span&gt;, but didn't want to pay for closing cost...which is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; annoying because they usually do... anyways, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Realtor&lt;/span&gt; was sort of annoyed too, so she went ahead and sent our offer to the bank (because they ultimately make the decision), and now it's a waiting game with them... Because it is what the call a "short sale" the bank could take up to 6 months to accept or decline our offer- so much for short sale! Because we aren't on a contract where we are now, it's not really a big deal, but if we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to qualify for the refund next year, we have to have the offer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;accepted&lt;/span&gt; by the end of the month. The government has post poned this date for so long now, I'm not sure if they will do it again... oh well, either way we still want it. Please keep those fingers crossed for us! :))) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.s still haven't heard anything from the nursing program, I called them a few weeks ago, they said I'd know by the end of the month! sheesh...we have so much we're waiting for this month, can't wait till it's over... then it's SLC here we come!! woo hoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-3433264690757492972?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/3433264690757492972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=3433264690757492972&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/3433264690757492972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/3433264690757492972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/04/we-sent-in-our-offer-as-you-know-and.html' title='update on the home...'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8k74HxXJtI/AAAAAAAAATU/WMxrWmO6Do0/s72-c/first-home-buyers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-5027494149142289117</id><published>2010-04-13T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T13:51:12.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>glass block gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8Tto4MGAWI/AAAAAAAAAS8/4Op7kU0F0mY/s1600/083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459749934813544802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8Tto4MGAWI/AAAAAAAAAS8/4Op7kU0F0mY/s400/083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I made a bunch of these for Christmas gifts. And I just made one today for a friend at work that is getting married in a couple of weeks. It is soooo easy to do, and super cheap.&lt;br /&gt;Pricing: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Glass Block: $4.00 at Lowe's or home depot &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scrapbook paper $.60, they are always on sale at Roberts &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mod podge: 10.00 for a 16 oz bottle at Michaels, Roberts, or Wal Mart(lasts all year) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wood Chip letters: $3.00 at Michaels &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Raffia: $5.00 for a bib bag (can use for all sorts of things) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;if ya add all that up, it is sort of pricey, but once you have all these things, you can make a bunch of them. Keep going, I'll walk you through how to do them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First you will start out with all these supplies, glass block, mod podge, scrapbook paper, paint brush, raffia, pen, scissors, black marker&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8Tm-BVEwaI/AAAAAAAAAS0/dlhmjuRFZXU/s1600/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8Tm-BVEwaI/AAAAAAAAAS0/dlhmjuRFZXU/s1600/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459742601462989218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8Tm-BVEwaI/AAAAAAAAAS0/dlhmjuRFZXU/s400/002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn the scrapbook paper and wood chips right side down, trace with pen, then cut out letters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8Tm9t17qOI/AAAAAAAAASs/QqasTA2w5yM/s1600/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459742596232095970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8Tm9t17qOI/AAAAAAAAASs/QqasTA2w5yM/s400/003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then mod podge the paper and wood chips together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8Tm9QBY54I/AAAAAAAAASk/UNEDSN0hmF4/s1600/004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459742588227086210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8Tm9QBY54I/AAAAAAAAASk/UNEDSN0hmF4/s400/004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place the letters on the block and rearrange them however you like... then mod podge them to the glass. If you mess up and stick it too high or too low, just wait for it to dry then pull it off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8Tm8_myCyI/AAAAAAAAASc/AlmEcc-I7ZU/s1600/005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459742583820520226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8Tm8_myCyI/AAAAAAAAASc/AlmEcc-I7ZU/s400/005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As soon as the glue dries, outline the letters with a dark ink, so that the letters stick out more. Mod podge the letters to give it a glossy look (if you use a permanent marker, it wont smear). Then tie the raffia around the block-this is probably the hardest part of the whole project, but you can use a glue gun if necessary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8Tm8UtmE_I/AAAAAAAAASU/-h0wrynJSwQ/s1600/006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459742572306371570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8Tm8UtmE_I/AAAAAAAAASU/-h0wrynJSwQ/s400/006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cheap and simple. Just with this idea, you can buy different size blocks, use vinyl instead of wood chips and scrapbook paper. The only down fall of this size glass block, is that when using long names or words like my last name "motuliki," is doesn't fit, which is why I used the vinyl instead! Enjoy! If you try, let me know how it goes! &lt;p&gt;footnote: if you use paper that has smaller designs, it looks better...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;click &lt;a href="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr?cmd=_s-xclick&amp;amp;hosted_button_id=KA8F3CEK5ZQTA"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and buy now for only 13$ shipping included! up to 8 letters, make sure to leave a paypal comment and spell what it is you want me to put on your own personalized block!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-5027494149142289117?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/5027494149142289117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=5027494149142289117&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/5027494149142289117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/5027494149142289117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/04/glass-block-gift.html' title='glass block gift'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8Tto4MGAWI/AAAAAAAAAS8/4Op7kU0F0mY/s72-c/083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-1580282501440349610</id><published>2010-04-12T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T01:30:26.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>silly vinyl design</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QKG7O0oQI/AAAAAAAAARM/7og1yBU0bKs/s1600/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459499762375237890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QKG7O0oQI/AAAAAAAAARM/7og1yBU0bKs/s400/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QKHCpC4mI/AAAAAAAAARU/yqTiqDabLug/s1600/GetAttachment2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459499764364272226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 345px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QKHCpC4mI/AAAAAAAAARU/yqTiqDabLug/s400/GetAttachment2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my vinyl today from Sisilia at Silly Vinyl Design. I got home from work and seen it on the kitchen table, then putting it on the piece of wood was the first thing I did:))) and I LOOOVE it. It does look alot better in person then it does with my camera phone, I had to photoshop it just so you could somewhat see the saying...but it reads "thank heavens for little girls"... a few weeks ago I mod podged scrap booking paper to Jaidas magnet board, and because I liked it so much I decided to do the little sign from Tai Pan that read "I am a Child of God". I was stuck for awhile not knowing what I wanted to put there, then I remembered this saying I saw at some yard sale last summer. After I covered it with scrapbook paper I went ahead and did her little boxes too! I think I'm going to re-do her pictures frames too for the 4th time... hahaha. I seen the cutest idea on someone elses blog tha tI'm gonna try. Sisilia also sent Jaidas name in this really cool lettering-it was in pink too! I can't wait to put it up on her door, but I'm going to wait til we move cause I don't want to waste it:)) if you guys haven't already checked out her blog, click &lt;a href="http://sillyvinyldesign.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. She has tons of different craft ideas! Her prices beat any others that I've seen, plus she discounts if you order in bullk! THANKS Silly Vinyl Design!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-1580282501440349610?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/1580282501440349610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=1580282501440349610&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/1580282501440349610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/1580282501440349610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/04/silly-vinyl-design.html' title='silly vinyl design'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QKG7O0oQI/AAAAAAAAARM/7og1yBU0bKs/s72-c/GetAttachment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-970257777311430718</id><published>2010-04-10T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T22:06:35.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think we found it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8FVe2UHPgI/AAAAAAAAARE/hfqXCOsmt08/s1600/zzz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458738211814063618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8FVe2UHPgI/AAAAAAAAARE/hfqXCOsmt08/s400/zzz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is! We put an offer today on this Bloomington Hills home on Redwood Tree right off Bloomington Hills Drive. I don't know if the seller is just trying to butter us up, but she feels confident that we will get this home, and I hope shes right. We &lt;strong&gt;DON'T&lt;/strong&gt; know if we will end up raising our family down here in St. George, but we &lt;strong&gt;DO&lt;/strong&gt; know that we will be here for at least another 5 years (till we are both out of school). I'm not in any rush to leave, I love it here. I am soooo sick of wasting money every month on rent when we could just buy and put our money towards something, plus right NOW is the perfect time to buy, with the government tax refund, low interest rates, and cheap homes- it's hard not to take up the opportunity. This home is a three bedroom, two full bath, two car garage and a back yard perfect for family fun. However, the inside isn't as great as the outside, but with a touch of my wand, I'm sure I can figure something out. We will find out next week for sure, so I will keep you guys updated...cross your fingers for us! :)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-970257777311430718?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/970257777311430718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=970257777311430718&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/970257777311430718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/970257777311430718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-think-we-found-it.html' title='I think we found it...'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8FVe2UHPgI/AAAAAAAAARE/hfqXCOsmt08/s72-c/zzz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-651726497823548418</id><published>2010-04-08T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T23:25:19.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>our fun easter weekend</title><content type='html'>My bed time is midnight, so I have to make this a quickie LOL! We had such an amazing Easter weekend! My two sister in laws, Dianna and Marcia came down Saturday with their girls to share the weekend/holiday with us. Saturday we got ready for Sunday, then Sunday we watched conference and then joined my side of the family for an Easter potluck where we all shared our favorites... My aunt Marcie brought her bomb potato salad, Cia made the famous motuliki strawberry dip, and I made my yummy chicken salad sandwiches that I only make once a year (LOL).... it was sooo yummy, the next two days we enjoyed the left overs. It was so much fun to see all of them, we hadn't seen them since our temple sealing, so our time together was long over due. It was fun watching Gabi and Jaida play together, they didn't waste any time showing who was boss, hahaha. I just wish I got more pictures of them together... I really wanted to get them in the bath together, maybe we can do it when we go back up there in a few weeks...Jaida, Selini, and Gabi! wonder who would try to drowned who first! hahaha. It was fun making memories from 9am till 3am! :))) thanks for the fun time you guys! hope you all had as good of an Easter as we did! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S77INy_imzI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/zFJcdzgvTs4/s1600/Untitled-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S77INy_imzI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/zFJcdzgvTs4/s400/Untitled-3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458019937771756338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S77INmSz42I/AAAAAAAAAQs/iABxnf-ZLqM/s1600/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S77INmSz42I/AAAAAAAAAQs/iABxnf-ZLqM/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458019934362919778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S77IM8whzQI/AAAAAAAAAQk/BpXwauKzJI4/s1600/Untitled-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S77IM8whzQI/AAAAAAAAAQk/BpXwauKzJI4/s400/Untitled-4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458019923213274370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-651726497823548418?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/651726497823548418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=651726497823548418&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/651726497823548418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/651726497823548418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/04/our-fun-easter-weekend.html' title='our fun easter weekend'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S77INy_imzI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/zFJcdzgvTs4/s72-c/Untitled-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-6283309320867659919</id><published>2010-04-02T00:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T21:16:58.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Called to serve...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S7WibTwJQ8I/AAAAAAAAAQE/gGEm2zsvrhw/s1600/young_women_seal_finished.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S7WibTwJQ8I/AAAAAAAAAQE/gGEm2zsvrhw/s400/young_women_seal_finished.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455445113671599042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno if im supposed to announce this, but i'm going to anyway (when I get really excited about something, it's really hard for me to keep it in) LOL... last night I was called to serve as assistant camp director for this years YW girls camp. I am super excited because 1. I'm working under Jamaica 2. My little sister Michaela is in YW and will be attending (which is good, cause I know how her and her friends are) and 3. because I've been wanting to work with the YW since we move into the ward. They also called me to help the girls with their personal progress... which is sooo what I get for not finishing mine! LOL...It'll be fun having them come clean my house for service projects lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-6283309320867659919?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/6283309320867659919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=6283309320867659919&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/6283309320867659919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/6283309320867659919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/04/called-to-serve.html' title='Called to serve...'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S7WibTwJQ8I/AAAAAAAAAQE/gGEm2zsvrhw/s72-c/young_women_seal_finished.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-5327601816906742861</id><published>2010-04-01T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T00:39:02.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>can't sleep</title><content type='html'>as you see, it is 2am. this is what keep me up all night, not Jaida :))&lt;br /&gt;Just messin around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S7WebuhX7pI/AAAAAAAAAP8/hA2wvqt6BJY/s1600/Untitled-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S7WebuhX7pI/AAAAAAAAAP8/hA2wvqt6BJY/s400/Untitled-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455440722810891922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S7RUMViJNeI/AAAAAAAAAPs/RnqGljegT5Y/s1600/Untitled-2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455077619568031202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S7RUMViJNeI/AAAAAAAAAPs/RnqGljegT5Y/s400/Untitled-2+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S7RUMAGV3DI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Kx4_QFxm1rQ/s1600/scapbook+page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455077613814275122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S7RUMAGV3DI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Kx4_QFxm1rQ/s400/scapbook+page.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S7WdTLbztGI/AAAAAAAAAP0/7-ZRcU2iTsI/s1600/Untitled-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S7WdTLbztGI/AAAAAAAAAP0/7-ZRcU2iTsI/s400/Untitled-4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455439476441724002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-5327601816906742861?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/5327601816906742861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=5327601816906742861&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/5327601816906742861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/5327601816906742861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/04/cant-sleep.html' title='can&apos;t sleep'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S7WebuhX7pI/AAAAAAAAAP8/hA2wvqt6BJY/s72-c/Untitled-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-3746514081946694660</id><published>2010-03-27T21:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T10:13:06.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy easter everyone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S7OCkPKUExI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Sd5NAZOWwyQ/s1600/easter+cards+2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S7OCkPKUExI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Sd5NAZOWwyQ/s400/easter+cards+2010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454847132732494610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Im so excited for my new photoshop abilities! LOL (thanks Jamaica) I went over to my friend Jamacia's house last night for a few hours while she showed me how to do digital scrap booking! she has sooooo sooo sooo much stuff! I loooooove it... I was never into scrap booking, but I sure am now. I can't believe how quick and easy it is just to do a page, like Jamaica said, "and no mess to clean up!" I'm so excited to explore this new world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter is around the corner and Cia is staying with us Easter/conference weekend, and we've got a fun easter planned. Klarah and Anna, feel like a day trip? LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-3746514081946694660?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/3746514081946694660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=3746514081946694660&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/3746514081946694660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/3746514081946694660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-easter-everyone.html' title='happy easter everyone'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S7OCkPKUExI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Sd5NAZOWwyQ/s72-c/easter+cards+2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-4859679477011483974</id><published>2010-03-14T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T22:47:00.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the new me!</title><content type='html'>Hey world! how do you guys like it? After months of procrastinating I finally chopped it off! and boy does it feel good. Thursday Brianna told us that they were doing 5 dollar cuts at her school, and she wanted me to come in because I have been talking about doing my hair forever. All I needed was the little push... Although it took 3 hours, she did such a good job. She definitely a natural at what she does... I was soooo scared because I have NEVER had short hair. Being Polynesian its traditional to have the beautiful long hair, although mine was long, is was lacking the beautiful part, LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Well here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S53HhQx6plI/AAAAAAAAAOk/pp18KLY4eW0/s1600-h/108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448730498442110546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S53HhQx6plI/AAAAAAAAAOk/pp18KLY4eW0/s400/108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before! Don't I look so nervous! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S53HhBnw6hI/AAAAAAAAAOc/KNUtlnanksM/s1600-h/110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448730494372997650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S53HhBnw6hI/AAAAAAAAAOc/KNUtlnanksM/s400/110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After (3 hours to be exact:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S53Hgu5B3xI/AAAAAAAAAOU/wBQka3seJok/s1600-h/107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448730489345138450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S53Hgu5B3xI/AAAAAAAAAOU/wBQka3seJok/s400/107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S53HgU7WGyI/AAAAAAAAAOM/VWJM2KOG4rM/s1600-h/112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448730482375531298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S53HgU7WGyI/AAAAAAAAAOM/VWJM2KOG4rM/s400/112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S53HgD5h8uI/AAAAAAAAAOE/k1lsdNCWH90/s1600-h/109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448730477804516066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S53HgD5h8uI/AAAAAAAAAOE/k1lsdNCWH90/s400/109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, we are donating it, but I feel bad for whoever has to wear it! Brianna kept it in her case to show off to all her friends! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S53Ibfyh0vI/AAAAAAAAAO0/YP1phIQmujY/s1600-h/116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448731498903622386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S53Ibfyh0vI/AAAAAAAAAO0/YP1phIQmujY/s400/116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me after its all styled! I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S53IbC8FcZI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ysu1WZ_eb3Y/s1600-h/117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448731491159077266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S53IbC8FcZI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ysu1WZ_eb3Y/s400/117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The back is my fav!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Brianna! Im so proud of you and all of your hard work! You are doing so well in school, I'm so happy that you have found your passion! Can't wait til it's free! LOL! Love you sister!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-4859679477011483974?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/4859679477011483974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=4859679477011483974&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/4859679477011483974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/4859679477011483974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-me.html' title='the new me!'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S53HhQx6plI/AAAAAAAAAOk/pp18KLY4eW0/s72-c/108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-8789014330228062810</id><published>2010-03-02T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T23:41:24.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I turned in all my final papers for the nursing program at Mojave Community College, which is in Colorado City, Arizona. This program would be perfect for anyone who has a family. They offer nursing classes once a week, for about 8 hours, then they have their nursing clinicals here in St. George. I faxed over my entrance test results, and when I called to check if they recieved them, she told me congrats, that my test scores were really good! I'm so excited! I better get it or I'm done! LOL just kidding! Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-8789014330228062810?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/8789014330228062810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=8789014330228062810&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/8789014330228062810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/8789014330228062810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/03/today-i-turned-in-all-my-final-papers.html' title=''/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-4594640285065505732</id><published>2010-03-01T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T11:26:30.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sneak peek</title><content type='html'>sneak peek for the Nau family pictures, and maybe a couple of us:) They are so cute!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S5VPQmUF-RI/AAAAAAAAAMU/s4x9o1fcEM8/s1600-h/668+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S5VPQmUF-RI/AAAAAAAAAMU/s4x9o1fcEM8/s400/668+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446346470955809042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S5VPQPWPmiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/wQBMXHRG6as/s1600-h/839+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S5VPQPWPmiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/wQBMXHRG6as/s400/839+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446346464790813218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S5VPPawV5kI/AAAAAAAAAME/GpXiuNltRzY/s1600-h/803COP1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S5VPPawV5kI/AAAAAAAAAME/GpXiuNltRzY/s400/803COP1+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446346450673198658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S5VPOh7N1AI/AAAAAAAAAL8/y6-l61Xi1fk/s1600-h/652+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S5VPOh7N1AI/AAAAAAAAAL8/y6-l61Xi1fk/s400/652+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446346435417986050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S44RSDDA5XI/AAAAAAAAALs/APmbRipoIHk/s1600-h/862+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444308001290773874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S44RSDDA5XI/AAAAAAAAALs/APmbRipoIHk/s400/862+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S44RRkygOoI/AAAAAAAAALk/tw3nt8oDMY0/s1600-h/781+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444307993168460418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S44RRkygOoI/AAAAAAAAALk/tw3nt8oDMY0/s400/781+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S44RQ4__YHI/AAAAAAAAALc/QN8kvOKjUBc/s1600-h/1024+naucopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444307981413867634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S44RQ4__YHI/AAAAAAAAALc/QN8kvOKjUBc/s400/1024+naucopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S4xBcd-2ZpI/AAAAAAAAALM/-LKEmiQY3mY/s1600-h/1080+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443798006924469906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S4xBcd-2ZpI/AAAAAAAAALM/-LKEmiQY3mY/s400/1080+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S4t-eBOykGI/AAAAAAAAALE/Yynho7pm4AQ/s1600-h/1067+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443583628799021154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S4t-eBOykGI/AAAAAAAAALE/Yynho7pm4AQ/s400/1067+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S4t-ds5nM2I/AAAAAAAAAK8/eHyLeD7h-4g/s1600-h/1085+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443583623341486946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S4t-ds5nM2I/AAAAAAAAAK8/eHyLeD7h-4g/s400/1085+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S4t-dN3zXaI/AAAAAAAAAK0/AHB0uKhutBA/s1600-h/922+copy+nau.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443583615012396450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S4t-dN3zXaI/AAAAAAAAAK0/AHB0uKhutBA/s400/922+copy+nau.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S4t-ceLisGI/AAAAAAAAAKs/KnTN_HRK9WI/s1600-h/764+copy+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443583602210287714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S4t-ceLisGI/AAAAAAAAAKs/KnTN_HRK9WI/s400/764+copy+copy.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/2969758434204872684-4594640285065505732?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/4594640285065505732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=4594640285065505732&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/4594640285065505732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/4594640285065505732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/03/sneak-peak.html' title='sneak peek'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S5VPQmUF-RI/AAAAAAAAAMU/s4x9o1fcEM8/s72-c/668+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-5160079673774798760</id><published>2010-02-22T12:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T22:30:40.225-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>It's a negative</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S4Ll68h_gKI/AAAAAAAAAKc/zY35g2C2PxE/s1600-h/Negative.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441164100660854946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S4Ll68h_gKI/AAAAAAAAAKc/zY35g2C2PxE/s400/Negative.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a week ago, after being a whole week late, I took about 9 pregnancy tests, wanting to know right away if I was pregnant or not. Yes, I took the first response because it claims that its supposed to show up to 6 days before you 1st missed period, well all nine of them where negative. I was sooo desperate to know that I even took like 2-3 tests a day! lol, total waste of money. On Friday, after being two weeks late, I decided to go have my blood drawn hoping that would be more accurate. Doctor called today and said it was a negative, I'm &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; pregnant! Me and kel are bummed. We have been trying! LOL! After my mom found a pregnancy test in my house, I told her otherwise because I didn't want to hear what she had to say cause she wants us to wait til schools done because she thinks I won't finish school. But i have the confidence that I will! It has always been my dream to have all my babies in pairs so we are wanting another one asap. I just can't get over the fact that I'm over two weeks late, why else would I be late? Some say stress, but I'm not stressed about anything...  my mom said with me they were all negative until she was two weeks late... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; what do you guys think? have you ever been that late and not pregnant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to wait two more weeks, and then take another blood test... I'll keep yall posted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-5160079673774798760?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/5160079673774798760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=5160079673774798760&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/5160079673774798760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/5160079673774798760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-negative.html' title='It&apos;s a negative'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S4Ll68h_gKI/AAAAAAAAAKc/zY35g2C2PxE/s72-c/Negative.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-2031032681806946641</id><published>2010-02-21T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T23:33:53.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photoshopin' it up</title><content type='html'>So my friend Jamaica got me into this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;photoshop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; stuff, and I am loving the heck out of it. Its very time consuming but I love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;surrounding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; myself with beautiful pictures of me and my family, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; without spending the big bucks. Most of you have probably seen these on face book but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; going to post them again... being that it's a fun new passion of mine. I've been doing a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;projects&lt;/span&gt; a day and so far (including the main blog pictures) this is what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S4GR8ubQoXI/AAAAAAAAAKM/40_ZNbKb1rk/s1600-h/SANY2305+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440790297280815474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S4GR8ubQoXI/AAAAAAAAAKM/40_ZNbKb1rk/s400/SANY2305+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S4GR7y7gCXI/AAAAAAAAAKE/LlfVYyO2wdI/s1600-h/SANY2304+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440790281309915506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S4GR7y7gCXI/AAAAAAAAAKE/LlfVYyO2wdI/s400/SANY2304+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S4GR7GpA-NI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ZaBHfxje79g/s1600-h/SANY2286+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440790269421222098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S4GR7GpA-NI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ZaBHfxje79g/s400/SANY2286+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S4GR6n-8ypI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/SwZxWYvZWLc/s1600-h/2286copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440790261191723666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S4GR6n-8ypI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/SwZxWYvZWLc/s400/2286copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S4GPqfS_V4I/AAAAAAAAAIk/NbvHfB-7EAU/s1600-h/jaida+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440787784958695298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S4GPqfS_V4I/AAAAAAAAAIk/NbvHfB-7EAU/s400/jaida+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; to learn about this program but, I was able to get a few things done. I love doing this, so if any of you have photos that you would like fluffed up, send them to me @ Kween_luv@hotmail.com and I would love to do it! Best of all...its free! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;LOL&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/2969758434204872684-2031032681806946641?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/2031032681806946641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=2031032681806946641&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/2031032681806946641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/2031032681806946641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/02/photoshopin-it-up.html' title='Photoshopin&apos; it up'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S4GR8ubQoXI/AAAAAAAAAKM/40_ZNbKb1rk/s72-c/SANY2305+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-1607589783832783585</id><published>2010-02-17T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T11:58:46.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>our busy valentines day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our very special Valentine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S3xFsl-0fTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/PT_H2dYQIJE/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439299082368875826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S3xFsl-0fTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/PT_H2dYQIJE/s320/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valetnines is always a special time of the year for Kel and I. We met when we were 15 years old at a stake valentine dance. Little did I know this quite shy guy that came to ask me to dance was going to be the love of my life! I remember when Kel asked me to dance he wouldn't even look or talk to me. I didn't think much of him then, because he was so quiet and a few of his other friends were winning my attention. LOL. We left the dance that night and my mind was totally not on him. I few weeks later I had a friend (Nipa) that told me that Kel wanted my number, I gave it to her and Nipa went and gave it to Kel and told him that I wanted him to call me. LOL! it's funny how this worked out because I NEVER asked boys for their number and Kel NEVER asked girls for theirs. So I think, that because of this small jester, we are now eternal partners enjoying life with our eternal princess. I'll never forget the night that I met my sweetheart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks babe! For always being so obsessed with me! LOL If it wasn't for your larger than life effort that you put into our relationship, we would have never known of our destiny! I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valentines eve I set up the kitchen with hopes to establishing a "love"ly atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S3xEtinsyJI/AAAAAAAAAG8/tz31tkJgDd8/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439297999134836882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S3xEtinsyJI/AAAAAAAAAG8/tz31tkJgDd8/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S3xEtFeisXI/AAAAAAAAAG0/gEtLrbA0v1Y/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439297991311798642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S3xEtFeisXI/AAAAAAAAAG0/gEtLrbA0v1Y/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up with my two sweethearts and daddy cooked us breakfast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S3xHMeaV6FI/AAAAAAAAAHM/RtBpY0zaNLI/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439300729604270162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S3xHMeaV6FI/AAAAAAAAAHM/RtBpY0zaNLI/s320/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S3xHOK65hkI/AAAAAAAAAHs/vSIlUdVKYpw/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439300758731851330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S3xHOK65hkI/AAAAAAAAAHs/vSIlUdVKYpw/s320/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S3xKBAuPViI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Idz5NrAsaVA/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439303831190984226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S3xKBAuPViI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Idz5NrAsaVA/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S3xKCPQfUQI/AAAAAAAAAIU/K6X9tdgJf1A/s1600-h/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439303852272603394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S3xKCPQfUQI/AAAAAAAAAIU/K6X9tdgJf1A/s320/045.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love the shutterfly cards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to see our friend Cindi's new valentinve puppy who is only 8 weeks old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S3xHNeKSYUI/AAAAAAAAAHc/IrcdeoQWRPw/s1600-h/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439300746716799298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S3xHNeKSYUI/AAAAAAAAAHc/IrcdeoQWRPw/s320/055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S3xHM-yA4hI/AAAAAAAAAHU/q8IzOIPPNoA/s1600-h/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439300738293490194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S3xHM-yA4hI/AAAAAAAAAHU/q8IzOIPPNoA/s320/054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Eta, Lina, Corina, and Losa stopped by on their way home from the sevens tournament in vegas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S3xIY_aj1-I/AAAAAAAAAH8/Nwh1btHOXHs/s1600-h/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439302044133611490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S3xIY_aj1-I/AAAAAAAAAH8/Nwh1btHOXHs/s320/058.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/2969758434204872684-1607589783832783585?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/1607589783832783585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=1607589783832783585&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/1607589783832783585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/1607589783832783585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/02/our-busy-valentines-day.html' title='our busy valentines day...'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S3xFsl-0fTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/PT_H2dYQIJE/s72-c/039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-1410866100923729971</id><published>2010-02-05T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T12:04:44.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing is as constant as change...</title><content type='html'>Since Jaidas 1st birthday we have made big changes to her life and what shes used to. At about 3-4 months Jaida started waking up almost every hour during the night, and we both got into the habit of sleeping together. I made a mental note that I will make her sleep in her own room once she turns one. I didn't realize how hard this was going to be on me! Even though at first, Jaida would just cry and cry and scream on top of her lungs, deep inside, I felt worse! Every night after I left her room, I'd kneel and pray to Heavenly Father and beg him to comfort her so that she wouldn't feel alone and neglected. It's been about week since we started this new bed time routine, and it is so much better. I'm so proud of Jaida and how quickly she adapted to sleeping alone. Last night she didn't cry, only wined for about 15 minutes, then she was fast asleep. I'm so thankful to my heavenly father for giving me the strength and comfort that both Jaida and I needed to reach this next step in development. I couldn't have done it without him and his unconditional love for me. &lt;br /&gt;Referring to "change," the day after her one year check up, we not only started this "Ferber method" of falling asleep alone and awake, we immediately took her off formula and switched to milk, she no longer is on a bottles, only sippy cups, and she doesn't need a bottle or a sippy cup to help her fall asleep. On top of all that, shes been sick through he whole process. Im soooo proud of her and how well she has adapted and accepted the new changes... Now if only I can accept the fact that these things have really happened and that my little baby isn't so little anymore... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Jaida, thank you so much for this wonderful year and the privledge that I have to enjoy your smiles, laughs,hugs, kisses, and poops! Thank you for constantly blessing me and daddy with your unconditional love....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-1410866100923729971?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/1410866100923729971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=1410866100923729971&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/1410866100923729971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/1410866100923729971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/02/big-changes.html' title='nothing is as constant as change...'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-8241027433211225296</id><published>2010-01-25T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T09:01:19.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Jaida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S3wg01rsUsI/AAAAAAAAAGs/GySzc8jkGo8/s1600-h/109+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S3wg01rsUsI/AAAAAAAAAGs/GySzc8jkGo8/s320/109+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439258542092341954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and the Birthday girl, she was sooo tiredd... shes a tropper for being to happy all day &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, Jaida turned one on sunday, January 24th. I can't believe that it was one year ago that she entered my arms and melted my heart. I can almost see her growing right before my eyes, and I realize how time does fly when you are having a good time. She brings out the best in me and kel, and she is responsible for our eternal family. She is the strength in our family. We were so blessed this weekend to celebrate Jaidas 1st Birthday with all our friedns and family. If you don't know much about Jaida, then you probably don't know how much she loves Yo Gabba Gabba. She will sit through 4 episodes if I let her. She sings, talks, and dances with all the little characters. So for her first Birthday we decided to throw her a Yo Gabba Gabba carnival. Alot of people assumed that because she was one, that it was only for one year olds, lol! No, not at all... Take a look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S18kztZAuoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/iO9sJ03Mvm0/s1600-h/130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431100146408536706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S18kztZAuoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/iO9sJ03Mvm0/s320/130.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This was some of our party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S1837oaY-ZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ZFSGYbTO-MI/s1600-h/405a7f589702__1264503035000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431121173232023954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S1837oaY-ZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ZFSGYbTO-MI/s320/405a7f589702__1264503035000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;To go along with our carnival theme we (my husband and I) made these invites, inspired by tomkatstudio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S18lfMEmHkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/RlrsMy2UutU/s1600-h/169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431100893378780738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S18lfMEmHkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/RlrsMy2UutU/s320/169.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our bounce house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.t-mobilepictures.com/myalbum/photos/photo09/88/49/46606ba57fbb__1264501643000.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 365px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://www.t-mobilepictures.com/myalbum/photos/photo09/88/49/46606ba57fbb__1264501643000.jpeg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THese were our little party bags...hand made! message me if you want me to send you a template for your little ones party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.t-mobilepictures.com/myalbum/photos/photo04/f8/fe/838460fdea70__1264504476000.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 352px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://www.t-mobilepictures.com/myalbum/photos/photo04/f8/fe/838460fdea70__1264504476000.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;These were our little mini stand ups! I loved making these... thanks Bri!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S18nu3MSXhI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Y5u4aPmOdBY/s1600-h/124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431103361675058706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S18nu3MSXhI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Y5u4aPmOdBY/s320/124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S18nu3MSXhI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Y5u4aPmOdBY/s1600-h/124.JPG"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this was our "pin the eye on Muno" game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S18nuZk1fPI/AAAAAAAAAEs/RiSMr4IzoHQ/s1600-h/128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431103353724959986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S18nuZk1fPI/AAAAAAAAAEs/RiSMr4IzoHQ/s320/128.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our Face Painting Crew &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S18ntsTY6wI/AAAAAAAAAEk/IBuqFmA0HO8/s1600-h/118.JPG"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431103341572188930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S18ntsTY6wI/AAAAAAAAAEk/IBuqFmA0HO8/s320/118.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S18ntsTY6wI/AAAAAAAAAEk/IBuqFmA0HO8/s1600-h/118.JPG"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cotton Candy Lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S18ntYQB2VI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0Yi4OJtgqTM/s1600-h/108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431103336189385042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S18ntYQB2VI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0Yi4OJtgqTM/s320/108.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All the kids had sooo much fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S18ns68XEGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/zjU4E_eMOKA/s1600-h/115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431103328322261090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S18ns68XEGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/zjU4E_eMOKA/s320/115.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our Party decoration done in about an hour..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S18o2oW4TlI/AAAAAAAAAFM/r3-0xErScuA/s1600-h/163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431104594643537490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S18o2oW4TlI/AAAAAAAAAFM/r3-0xErScuA/s320/163.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our Clean up crew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S18o2AnETjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/gcV_Qrvg_WA/s1600-h/149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431104583974014514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S18o2AnETjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/gcV_Qrvg_WA/s320/149.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our Yo gabba Gabba Pinata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S18o1mG58xI/AAAAAAAAAE8/1bTrOrqtZOc/s1600-h/146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431104576859796242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S18o1mG58xI/AAAAAAAAAE8/1bTrOrqtZOc/s320/146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Eta was trying to get JAida to hit the pinata! lol...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And then our Fishing game and craft table aren't pictured...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks to everyone, our party was such a great success! I really wish we could do it all over again. If yoou are wondering where I got all these great birthday ideas, I did it with a little help from gabbafriends.com, ceclebrateexpress.com, and tomkatstudios! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-8241027433211225296?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/8241027433211225296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=8241027433211225296&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/8241027433211225296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/8241027433211225296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-jaida.html' title='Happy Birthday Jaida'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S3wg01rsUsI/AAAAAAAAAGs/GySzc8jkGo8/s72-c/109+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-6051105010253222873</id><published>2010-01-24T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T16:12:33.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>for time and all eternity...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S1zhb-RdmfI/AAAAAAAAADs/GD91hxVdvDU/s1600-h/st_george_bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S1zhb-RdmfI/AAAAAAAAADs/GD91hxVdvDU/s320/st_george_bw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430463121390934514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's offical, as you all probably know. My family is now eternal. What joy this sweet sentence gives. We were sealed Saturday, January 23, 2010. One day before Jaidas first birthday. It's the best way that we could ever celebrate the life of my sweet baby girl. Even though she won't remember this past weekend, I know that she is mine and Kels forever. What more could I ever ask for. God has greatly blessed my family this week. I was so happy to see all the support of my family. Even those who weren't endowed in the temple, took the time to drive out here through the bad weather and be here for us. I was the first to go through the temple out of all the grandkids and I am so grateful that my grandma was here to escort me through it all. My two sister in laws were able to make it to my endowment session along with my husband and supportive members from our ward. This weekend has once again, brought us all closer together as a family, it too is like a gift that keeps on giving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to give a special thanks to all of you who helped us get to this point in our lives. To my inlaws, my close friends and family, our ward members, and most of all, my heavenly father. I'm so lucky to have all of you apart of me and my family's life. Families are forever...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-6051105010253222873?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/6051105010253222873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=6051105010253222873&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/6051105010253222873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/6051105010253222873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/01/for-time-and-all-eternity.html' title='for time and all eternity...'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S1zhb-RdmfI/AAAAAAAAADs/GD91hxVdvDU/s72-c/st_george_bw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-3655380094588376810</id><published>2010-01-14T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T09:21:42.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Focus, Focus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S09SflIWdwI/AAAAAAAAADA/USbXQ3otHA4/s1600-h/100_1755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S09SflIWdwI/AAAAAAAAADA/USbXQ3otHA4/s320/100_1755.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426646778501297922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been so busy these last few weeks, with Jaidas first Birthday coming up I've gotten a little too involved in her Birthday that haven't been focusing on whats really important, our sealing. We went and talked to the Stake president and he was telling us how special and important getting sealed is and then he asked if we were getting anxious. Then I realized my head was in the wrong place. I've been so focused on Jaidas Birthday and planning everything, that I've lost focus. I've challenged myself to slow down and take in the experience. Now that i have, I feel even more stressed and anxious. LOL. Im really antsy, and just can't wait! But at least my head is back on track. Im so excited and I can't wait to see Kel and Jaida in their white clothes. This definitely will be a day to remember...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-3655380094588376810?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/3655380094588376810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=3655380094588376810&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/3655380094588376810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/3655380094588376810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/01/focus-focus.html' title='Focus, Focus'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S09SflIWdwI/AAAAAAAAADA/USbXQ3otHA4/s72-c/100_1755.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-4839679130335105370</id><published>2010-01-06T09:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T16:14:55.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S1zid_gDvUI/AAAAAAAAAD0/It1SLtzMbFI/s1600-h/Happy%2520New%2520Year%25202010!%252012312009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S1zid_gDvUI/AAAAAAAAAD0/It1SLtzMbFI/s320/Happy%2520New%2520Year%25202010!%252012312009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430464255591955778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its about that time I update yall with us! LOL...been 6 months since my last blog. Kel and I finished our temple classes a few months ago, everything is set, and we're getting sealed one day before Jaidas 1st Birthday, January 23rd. We are so excited to start the year out like this. Kel and I started working out at the gym, kel lost almost 10 pounds, and I've lost hardley anything..LOL. Wish I had a gym here at home. Jaida is doing really good, shes almost walking, has 6 teeth, and counting. She had her first Christmas in SLC with all her cousins, and had a blast. Shes crawling up the stairs, knows how to get off the couch, and is almost off bottles. Im finished with all my pre and co reqs for school, and Im hoping to get into the nursing program in the fall at either dixie or mojave. Kel is still working at Viracon, he does 10 hr days tuesday through friday and pretty much is shot by the time he gets home. But, he does have a three day weekend every week, and gets to spend one-on-one time with Jaida while I work part time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to see the year go. I feel like 2009 was such a different year for me. My first year with a family of my own and really an inspirational year. I've learned so much this year. I've learned to let my past go, and accept things and people for who they are and the chioces they make. I've gained a greater testimony of the imporatnce of family relationships. I've learned the importance of the gospel and the role that it takes in my families happiness, I've learned how important it is for me to QUICKLY finish school and and give it my best. I'm sad to see Jaida growing to fast, but because the past year was my first, im so excited to see what 2010 has in store for us! who knows, maybe baby number 2! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-4839679130335105370?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/4839679130335105370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=4839679130335105370&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/4839679130335105370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/4839679130335105370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S1zid_gDvUI/AAAAAAAAAD0/It1SLtzMbFI/s72-c/Happy%2520New%2520Year%25202010!%252012312009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-9184773509693550203</id><published>2009-06-21T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:28:52.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fathers Day Kel!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/?action=view&amp;current=4458cb989d2a__1240161329000.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/4458cb989d2a__1240161329000.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Fathers Day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to let my wonderful husband know how much I love and appreciate everything that he does, not only is he a wonderful husband and father, he is a great partner. I honestly feel that both our loads are equal. He doesnt expect that just because I dont work as much as he does that I can do everything else. He helps with the cleaning, laundry , Jaida, he gets up with her in the night, he baths her feeds her, puts her to bed, he does just as much as I do. And I just want to thank him for stepping up to the plate and doing all that he can to help things in our lives run more smoothly. You are so good to us! Thank you for working so hard to keep me and baby happy! I love you! Happy First Fathers Day! And thank you for giving me a beautiful perfect baby girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-9184773509693550203?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/9184773509693550203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=9184773509693550203&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/9184773509693550203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/9184773509693550203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day-kel.html' title='Happy Fathers Day Kel!'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-6206595836708028103</id><published>2009-06-16T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T21:54:12.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratz YALL</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to Jr. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cia's&lt;/span&gt; and Sol's son) for getting baptized that weekend! And Happy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BirthdaY&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC005371.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/DSC005371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to Bubs for getting his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Melchezdeck&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;priesthood&lt;/span&gt; the same day! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; excited to see you guys grow in the gospel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/?action=view&amp;amp;current=l_5b91a22777170f8cd4f2fa06d13d9b41.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 327px; HEIGHT: 346px" height="397" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/l_5b91a22777170f8cd4f2fa06d13d9b41.jpg" width="327" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least....&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to my sister Brianna for graduating from High School!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; so proud of her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/?action=view&amp;amp;current=4827694976a11030832479l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/4827694976a11030832479l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, congrats to me, for making it through my first weekend without Kel since JAida has been with us. It was the toughest weekend of them all but I think it was all worth it for Kel to go up there and be there for my nephew and brother in law. Also, Congrats to me for making the tighest lei ever... before I made this lei Kel told me to stop trying to find a cool way to do it because my money lei's are ugly...Well thanx to my angry feelings that I had towards him that night I REALLY got down and dirty just to figure out what to do with the money...and I was very pleased...as was HE!! LOL yeah I showed him...even though it took me about 6 hours! Love ya babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fdcce450a5ee__1245356158000.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/fdcce450a5ee__1245356158000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-6206595836708028103?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/6206595836708028103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=6206595836708028103&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/6206595836708028103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/6206595836708028103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2009/06/congratz-yall.html' title='Congratz YALL'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-6569348449953393158</id><published>2009-05-31T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T22:08:53.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our talks in sacrament</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HeyYaLL&lt;/span&gt;! Wow its been a while since I last wrote... I have been so busy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; out of school and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; still busy as ever... Anyways, I had to blog really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;quicKK&lt;/span&gt; right &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;befor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;e I&lt;/span&gt; go to bed because today was such an awesome day. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt; and I spoke in sacrament today... For &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt; it was his first time talking since his farewell, so it really was a special day for him, as for me, I haven't spoke since before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Kels&lt;/span&gt; farewell, so I was a little rusty. We had assigned talks, which at first I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; like... but it turned out PERFECT! I spoke on Celestial Marriage and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt; spoke on a conference talk by Joesph B. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Worthlin&lt;/span&gt; called "Come what may and love it." I was so nervous when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;writing&lt;/span&gt; my talk because I am not sealed to anyone. Not my parents and not to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Jaida&lt;/span&gt;. So I wrote my talk and when I finished it, I really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; satisfied at all. I felt that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have what it takes to talk about this topic. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt; had a hard time too, he wanted to talk about Brianna and what he learned through her, but he really wanted to talk about his mission and coming home, so he tied that into his talk. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;finished&lt;/span&gt; our talks and I emailed them to myself so that I could go to my moms house a print out the talks cause we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; hooked up our printer yet. We left our house about a half an hour early so that we could sit down and gather our thoughts and the spirit before we talked...yeah that totally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; happen!!! It was a nightmare...I was at my moms house trying to print out our talks and for some reason my moms computer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; open the file!! I was freaking out...after trying for like 15 minutes I ran out t o the car and told &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt; to just go... and Ill come with my mom when I figure it out. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;...so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;church&lt;/span&gt; started at nine and it was getting close...when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; kept trying and trying I sat calmly and looked at my mom and told her that I was about to freak out...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; so my mom runs out the door to all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;neighbors&lt;/span&gt; trying to ask people if we can use &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; printer...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; but HELLO...everyone was already at church. At 9:15 I finally figured it out and they printed... THANK YOU! gosh I could seriously feel myself about to have a heart attack. So we got to church about 9:20 at the end of sacrament, I was first to talk and I could see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Kels&lt;/span&gt; face light up before I walked in. I was so nervous cause ab out 2 minutes before I started talking I was almost in panic mode... I got up to the stand and I felt as if I was standing under a rain storm...seriously, as I was reading my talk I felt the spirit and the love of the lord poor down on me like rain. I read through my talk with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;gratitude&lt;/span&gt; to my heavenly father for comforting me with his presence. I talked about Celestial marriage and how through that we can be together with our heavenly father as a family forever. I expressed to everyone how much I loved &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Jaida&lt;/span&gt; and how she brings out the best in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt; and I. I talked about how important my family was to me and how I want to be with them forever. And how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; I was to the lord for giving me life so that I can experience this overwhelming feeling of happiness &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; repentance and forgiveness. I expressed my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;gratitude&lt;/span&gt; to my heavenly father for having so much trust in me to give &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Jaida&lt;/span&gt; to me. I ended my talk feeling satisfied but I wondered if everyone else felt the love that I did. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt; talked after a hymn break and his talk was AMAZING! He spoke on coming home early from a mission and how he felt like such a failure for letting everyone down. He told us of how his family was there to support him through it all and how he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; of done it without them. He tied Come what may and love it into his talk and told about how he had to embrace the learning experience that this trial was for him and how by learning from it, he was able to love it. I really cant write about how great his talk was, because no matter what I write I cant explain in words what a great meeting it was. We had the support of all our family from Salt Lake, and our family here. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; and amazing experience. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt; that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; be able to talk about Celestial marriage but I know now why that talk was chosen for me and why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Kels&lt;/span&gt; was chosen for him. Even though my  morning was really crazy, Heavenly Father blessed everyone in that meeting and everything came together like a puzzle. I had a mother that came up to me in tears thanking us for our talk. She explained to me that her daughter is going through the same thing and that for some reason her daughter felt that she had to go to church today, and she told us that she knew that our talks were directed by our heavenly father to her. I had one of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;counselors&lt;/span&gt; say to me that for some reason, the attendance today was sky high, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of our inactive members that needed to hear this came to church today and that he knew that they were directed by the spirit of the lord to come. My brother in law told us that when we finished he heard a couple behind him say that the meeting was one of the best meetings that that ward has had. I am so humbled to know that our heavenly father loves us so much. He works in mysterious ways and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so grateful to him for blessing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt; and I with his love so that we could reach out to others so that they could feel his love too. That talk wasn't only for everyone there, but it was for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt; and I too. We both seen right before our very eyes heavenly father physically bringing together his children so that we all could all feel his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;tremendous&lt;/span&gt; love for us. I love this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;Gospel&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for the perfect love he has for us. Thank you to all those who came out to support us, bubs, LAme, betty, Cia, my mom and Eric...and the the kids... Im so glad that we got to share this experience with all of you. And to my father in law...YOU ARE CARZYYY!!!! LOL but the effort means just as much as if you were there... Much Love...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-6569348449953393158?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/6569348449953393158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=6569348449953393158&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/6569348449953393158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/6569348449953393158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-talks-in-sacrament.html' title='Our talks in sacrament'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-7817350182689227311</id><published>2009-05-09T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T23:53:40.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy MoTHErs Day PoeM tO mY wifE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/SgZ45UfclrI/AAAAAAAAACs/q5sNRGqQsLE/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/SgZ45UfclrI/AAAAAAAAACs/q5sNRGqQsLE/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mothers day poem to my wife tala! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                   By Kel Motuliki                                    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day I make you feel,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That you’re the best and it’s o so real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You laugh you cry you say goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But all I want is to be by your side,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We fight we argue we get mad at each other,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But there’s nothing like a kiss from your only lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ll be there for you to protect and obey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And only praying, to be sealed to you one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m writing you this poem to show you my love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And thanking my heavenly father for sending you, from up above!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Babe I just wanted to come on here and write my very first blog, yeahhhh I’m not a blogger virgin anymore hahahahaha. Anyways this is your first Mothers day and i just wanted to tell you that you are the greatest mother to our daughter that I could have asked for. The way you just know what she wants and how you know when she’s awake (aka the baby monitor). But it’s all more than that, it’s the true undeniable love you have for not just her but for me too! I am really grateful for you in my life today. You have always been by my side in helping me get my Melchizedek priesthood back and only wanting the best for me. You have taught me a lot in this past year. You are a very strong mother who has a very strong testimony and I hope and pray one day that we can be an eternal family. I love you with all my heart and keep up all the great motherly work you do. You’re the greatest. Happy Mothers Day Babe! &lt;/strong&gt;&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/2969758434204872684-7817350182689227311?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/7817350182689227311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=7817350182689227311&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/7817350182689227311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/7817350182689227311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day-poem-to-my-wife.html' title='Happy MoTHErs Day PoeM tO mY wifE!'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-7424222162203302833</id><published>2009-05-03T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T21:46:34.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kels testimonY...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOTULIKI FAM BAM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/?action=view&amp;amp;current=005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 364px; HEIGHT: 262px" height="600" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/005.jpg" width="405" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BabYYY lOOvesss R kiSSes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/?action=view&amp;amp;current=006.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 362px; HEIGHT: 256px" height="451" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/006.jpg" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;U ARE MY ROCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/?action=view&amp;amp;current=017.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 361px; HEIGHT: 258px" height="600" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/017.jpg" width="432" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;(LOL I Know, my hair is hanging out my pony tail, but its the most recent pic we got:))&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;So last night me and my sisters went to watch our girl &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Beyonce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in OBSESSED...It was really good... My girl &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;beyonce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;lookin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; GOOD &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;gOOD&lt;/span&gt;, as always&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Anyways and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; worked all weekend. Friday he work from 6 am to 3 pm then went back at 6 till 3 am...then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; he went back at 1pm till 2 a.m... So being that I knew that we were going to be so tired, I figured that we probably &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;weren't&lt;/span&gt; going to church (yeah I know better)... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; gets up at 8:30 when church starts at 9...So I sent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to church early with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Jaida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cause I wanted him to get the sacrament...he still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; get there in time...I was like 15 minutes behind him...I walked into the church and could here someone bearing their testimony &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;hella&lt;/span&gt; crying. Then I stood still to listen and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;realized&lt;/span&gt; that it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; shocked...he has had his priesthood restored for two weeks now, and for the first time in almost two years, he is able to partake of the sacrament and bear his testimony along with other things. And I missed it!!!! Honestly, I was SUPER &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;maDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for not waiting...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I knew that it was wrong to be upset wit him, but I was. Especially cause the whole day everyone was complimenting him on what a strong and great testimony he had, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;basically&lt;/span&gt; I was reminded I missed it all day. Well once we got home... I told him how I was kinda upset with him for not waiting 5 more minutes for us to get there. Then he explained to me how strong the spirit was pushing him to get up there and how hard that he tried to wait for us...he put it off for as long as he could. Until he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; bear to sit there anymore. Then I asked myself, "why would the spirit push him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hard to speak when I wasn't even there?" This was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;HUGGGE&lt;/span&gt; learning experience for me... I have been to church on time twice since October!!! I just figured that since I wasn't taking the sacrament, then whats the point of being there for it? You know how it is when you KNOW something...and then you find yourself asking questions that you already know the answer to or doing things that you KNOW are going to bite you in the butt? Thats what I was going through. I KNOW that being there for sacrament &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;whether&lt;/span&gt; you are taking the sacrament or not is important. By not attending sacrament and not participating in the spiritual &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; I can't appreciate it and what it does for me unless I am there and spiritually in tune with the atonement. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; in myself for not accomplishing my goal that I set every Saturday night to be on time to church. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; grateful to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for setting such a great example to me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Jaida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know whats wrong with me, I have ALWAYS gone to church on time every &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;whether&lt;/span&gt; I was by myself or not and now that I'm on my own, I rely on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to push me. The woman should be the strong one!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; But I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; why Heavenly Father gave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to me. He is strong in things that I'm not. And with the help from Heavenly Father and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Kels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; example, I have faith that my weaknesses will be strengthened. I'm grateful for this learning lesson! Even though I missed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Kels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; talk, it opened my eyes. Oh and afterwards, the bishop asked us to speak at the end of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; month in sacrament. We have the option to speak on "Come what may, and love it," or temple marriage. I thought it was funny cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; what my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;description&lt;/span&gt; is for my blog title: "Come what may and love it." So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; pretty sure we are speaking on that but we will pray about it and see... Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;thanx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for reading!!! Love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;yaLL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;PS&lt;/span&gt;...I wanna tell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that I love you so much and thank u for being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;such&lt;/span&gt; a great husband and wanting the best for me and baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-7424222162203302833?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/7424222162203302833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=7424222162203302833&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/7424222162203302833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/7424222162203302833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2009/05/kels-testimony.html' title='Kels testimonY...'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-5746961053719011599</id><published>2009-04-29T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T21:08:56.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Briannas Prom</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/?action=view&amp;amp;current=182.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 335px; HEIGHT: 283px" height="600" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/182.jpg" width="650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/?action=view&amp;amp;current=157.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 337px; HEIGHT: 285px" height="600" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/157.jpg" width="611" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Last weekend was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Brianna's&lt;/span&gt; prom in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas... She called me up about a week before and told me that her dad was going out of town that weekend and wouldn't be able to be there to take pix of her date and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; group. She was feeling sad and at the bottom of the priority list. She was trying to act like it wasn't bugging her, but I knew it was because she kept bring up that she is going to feel stupid on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;every ones&lt;/span&gt; family is there taking pictures of them and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; dates and how no one would be there for her... so... my family and my moms family decided to surprise her and show up! I called Brianna the night before and asked her for her boyfriends number so that I could set up everything with him...he was so great, he gave us the address and the time that they were going to take pictures. So we arrived in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Vegas&lt;/span&gt; and waited down the street for Randall to text us and give us the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;... when he did we pulled up and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;heck&lt;/span&gt; out of her! It was the cutest thing!.. She was so happy that she started crying, it was so cute... and you KNOW i had to cry too..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; worry I had it under control! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. She looked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;SOOOO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;BEAUTIFULLL&lt;/span&gt;!!! My little girl is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;aLLL&lt;/span&gt; grown up!!! :))) I love my sister so much! Even though we have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; lives and are 130 miles apart, we are so close....but BELIEVE me this was not an easy journey...I always thought that it was my duty to teach her, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;discipline&lt;/span&gt; her, and talk to her about the road shes taking... cause I am the oldest and I felt that it was my calling... This only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;separated&lt;/span&gt; us! I found myself acting like I was her parent rather than a sister, and a friend. We went almost a year without taking to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt;, she told my mom that she couldn't talk to me cause she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; felt like I was judging her. She was right.... I never meant to judge her but it just came along with trying to help her....anyways I've learned throughout the years that being angry and upset about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;decisions&lt;/span&gt; that she makes isn't worth loosing a relationship over. Heavenly Father wants us to preach the gospel and bring others unto him but he never said that we had to force them against &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; will. I think by setting an example to her by loving her an accepting her for who she is, she will eventually come around when she is ready. My dad treating me the same way that I treated Brianna and I wasn't going to loose her too! I love her so much and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; to her and all that she has taught me... I love you sister!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; always here for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Here's&lt;/span&gt; some of the pix....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/?action=view&amp;amp;current=226.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 330px; HEIGHT: 255px" height="600" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/226.jpg" width="662" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/?action=view&amp;amp;current=200.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 331px; HEIGHT: 232px" height="395" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/200.jpg" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/?action=view&amp;amp;current=220.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 332px; HEIGHT: 289px" height="600" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/220.jpg" width="610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/?action=view&amp;amp;current=242.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 345px; HEIGHT: 267px" height="600" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/242.jpg" width="624" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/?action=view&amp;amp;current=162.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 346px; HEIGHT: 262px" height="600" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/162.jpg" width="629" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago we went to Vegas and ran into Lota who is SUPER TALENTED... She is an amazing photographer/homemaker/bussiness women/wife/mother of 4 ... Have you all seen all the cute little head bands and flowers that Jaida is always sportin??? Lota makes all of these from her home. She has a website where she sales all these items... they are sooo cute!!! check them out at lildessertdivas.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/?action=view&amp;amp;current=pp_logo.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 395px; HEIGHT: 252px" height="292" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/pp_logo.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jaida201.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 383px; HEIGHT: 277px" height="505" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/jaida201.jpg" width="511" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/?action=view&amp;amp;current=LDD20n20SUNDAY20024.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 391px; HEIGHT: 524px" height="799" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/LDD20n20SUNDAY20024.jpg" width="422" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-5746961053719011599?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/5746961053719011599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=5746961053719011599&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/5746961053719011599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/5746961053719011599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2009/04/briannas-prom.html' title='Briannas Prom'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-6613689074436661403</id><published>2009-04-19T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T21:05:00.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last two weeks....</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/?action=view&amp;amp;current=212.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 386px; HEIGHT: 338px" height="657" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/212.jpg" width="608" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ad7fbbad4b02.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Untitled" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/ad7fbbad4b02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/?action=view&amp;amp;current=4458cb989d2a.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 386px; HEIGHT: 356px" height="384" alt="Untitled" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/4458cb989d2a.jpg" width="436" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeLLOOO all, OMGosh! I have just realized what a lazy person I am. Everyday I think about what Im going to blogg about and then I NEVER write cause Im LAZYY...instead I come on here and read everyone elses...Today is our one year anniversary Kel had his church court this evening, we both have been waiting and preparing for this for months. So kel went and then came home and ran upstairs and gave me and JAida a BIIIIGGGG hug...I was trying to push him off cause he was squeezing us so tight. I finally stopped resisting and joined the moment. I asked him, "What happened?" and he told me that all his restrictions are now broken...I started to cry and we both dropped to our knees to pray, I couldn't stop crying to pray, but I did anyway... Im so grateful to my heavenly father for giving us a second chance, and for blessing us with his everlasting love. This experience truly made me feel his tremendous love for us. This is the best anniversary ever! I was bummed that I didnt get him anything for our special day and this totally over weighed my feelings. Im so grateful to have the Melchizedek priest's in my home for the very first time. It feels AMAZING! This was totally unexpected so soon. I remember when Jaida was sick the first time, Kel was feeling down because he wasn't able to give Jaida a blessing and that we had to call others to come over and give her one, he was also feeling down cause he wasn't able to bless Jaida a few weeks ago. I was feeling like it was all my fault! Im so happy to hear that now he feels like a whole new man. Im so happy for him and for our little family... Im so proud of his burning desire to be all that he can be. I love him so much and I want him to know that he is my hero! Im so lucky to have married such a strong son of God. He is such a great example to me and all that I want to do. I love you KEL!!! Happy Anniversary! Thank you for putting our family first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/?action=view&amp;amp;current=205-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 393px; HEIGHT: 334px" height="600" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/205-1.jpg" width="652" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you all dont already know, Jaida is all better! She was able to go to church with us on Easter Sunday. Just when I felt that Jaida wasn't getting better and that her sickness was gettig really serious...she immediately got better. The doctor told us to give her straight pedialyte for 24 hours, I had been giving her pedialyte but I was giving it to her every other time....but it worked! she was better within 24 hours. Im so grateful for the advanced medical doctors and all their educated advice. Thanks to all of you for your prayers and phone calls! Michaela spent the whole weekend with us and it was so great thanx kayla for all your help! love you!!! &lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-6613689074436661403?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/6613689074436661403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=6613689074436661403&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/6613689074436661403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/6613689074436661403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-two-weeks.html' title='last two weeks....'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-4544686985584416807</id><published>2009-04-07T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T10:29:58.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE ON JAIDA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/?action=view&amp;amp;current=c716176d93ce.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 325px; HEIGHT: 448px" height="640" alt="Untitled" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/c716176d93ce.jpg" width="325" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just found out yesterday that Jaida has parainfluenza which refers to a group of viruses that cause upper and lower respitory infections. Its under the heading of bronchiolitis along with rsv. The onlything that is different from when she had rsv it that she is so congested. Kel and I took her to the bronchiolitis clinic to get suctioned a few times and all times they said that her lungs were clear and after they suction her hardly anything comes out. Which confuses me cause shes so congested. Well the doctor said that it's bad for the first week, but after that it should get better, today is day 4. And shes not getting any better. She wont keep anything down, not even the pedialyte. Before she was sick she would eat 3-4 ounces, and now she only eats one ounce without throwing it up. I am greatful that shes at least getting some down, but its not much. The new soy formula isnt working much better, but they said to give it a week or two. Im off today! But it doesnt seem like it! LOL, Brianna is still here and we are going to look for a prom dress for her while mom watches baby. I dont think that we will find anything but I want to look anyways, cause if she doesnt find one, then she wants to go home today or tomorrow to look for one. I want her to stay though cause I work all week and I dont want to have to take Jaida out to my moms early morning. I'd rather have her stay home and rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-4544686985584416807?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/4544686985584416807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=4544686985584416807&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/4544686985584416807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/4544686985584416807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2009/04/update-on-jaida.html' title='UPDATE ON JAIDA...'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-4688179628162414205</id><published>2009-04-05T20:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:05:27.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SicK again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sick.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 301px" height="640" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/sick.jpg" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt; and today &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jaida&lt;/span&gt; has been throwing up forcefully everything that is has been eating. She is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;congested&lt;/span&gt; just like she was when she had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;rsv&lt;/span&gt;. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt; and I took her to the clinic today and they gave us a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;px&lt;/span&gt; to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bronchiolitis&lt;/span&gt; clinic to get her suctioned. While we were there they took a sample of her mucus and they are going to run it to see if she has it AGAIN. I pretty optimistic about it though cause she got over it so well last time. She had a fever of 100.1 and they told us to come back again if it gets to 100.2! It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; make &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sense&lt;/span&gt; to me... .1 away from a fever that needs serious attention! It really click in my head until after we left. Shes been acting like she has a stomach ache too, and so the doctor told us to switch to a soy milk, thinking that she might be allergic to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;regular&lt;/span&gt; milk-based formula. Hopefully &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; the answer...it sucks though cause we just bought 60$ dollars worth of formula from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Costco&lt;/span&gt;. Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; all for today, I'm going to get back to baby. Good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-4688179628162414205?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/4688179628162414205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=4688179628162414205&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/4688179628162414205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/4688179628162414205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2009/04/sick-again.html' title='SicK again...'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-8035305947017885926</id><published>2009-04-04T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T21:57:23.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AUNTIE NANA is in town....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;BRIANNA AND JAIDA @ cHillies&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/?action" target="_blank" current="'brianna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 244px; HEIGHT: 306px" height="476" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/brianna.jpg" width="480" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brianna is finally back in town. It seems like it has been forever since she last came when it has only been 3 weeks. Brianna loves &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jaida&lt;/span&gt; so much. When Brianna called me to tell me that she wasn't going to make it to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jaidas&lt;/span&gt; blessing I wanted to be mad at her, I tried so hard &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! But I couldn't, cause I couldn't get mad at her and say that she didn't care about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jaida&lt;/span&gt;, cause I knew that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; true! I was thinking, "gosh what she has to do in Vegas is more important, then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jaidas&lt;/span&gt; blessing." &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;but I&lt;/span&gt; didn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;beileve&lt;/span&gt; that either. So after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;talking&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt; I was telling him that I'm not mad or bugged at all that Brianna chose not to come. I KNOW that she loves &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Jaida&lt;/span&gt; more than anything, and I KNOW that her gay boy friend isn't more important, it may seem otherwise but it's not that way at all. The day of the shower Brianna texted Kel and I's phone and this is what she wrote: &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Jaida&lt;/span&gt;, auntie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;nana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;juss&lt;/span&gt; wanted 2 say I love u and miss you... Nd &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; sorry I couldn't make it 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;blessingggg&lt;/span&gt;... I promise ill make it up to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;youuu&lt;/span&gt;.. I hope u are being good.. Nd everyone is washing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;thier&lt;/span&gt; hands before they hold u! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. I love you baby.. An have a good day.. Be good 4 me now... I LOVE YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I read this I stared to cry! Not because I wish that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Bri&lt;/span&gt; was there but because I knew that she really was sorry that she didn't come. Then I called her and cried some more, and then had to re-do my make-up! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. But I just love it so much when Brianna comes in town cause she helps out so much, not because she wants to help...cause that is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;SOOO&lt;/span&gt; not Brianna, but because she loves taking care of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Jaida&lt;/span&gt;. When &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Jaida&lt;/span&gt; first came home from the hospital, Brianna came up a week later and stayed the weekend and I was complaining to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt; how much I missed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Jaida&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt; and I would have to ask for permission to hold our own child! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! That was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; hard, but we are both used to it know. We have both bonded with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Jaida&lt;/span&gt; and now when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Bri&lt;/span&gt; comes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Jaida&lt;/span&gt; is ALL hers. She gets my mom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; mad. Today us girls all went out for dinner and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Bri&lt;/span&gt; was holding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Jaida&lt;/span&gt; and my mom was asking if she could hold &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Jaida&lt;/span&gt; and Brianna &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;straight&lt;/span&gt; up told my mom NO and that she could hold her when she falls asleep! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;, my mom was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;SOOOO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;MADDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! Even the waitress was cracking up at how they were SERIOUSLY ARGUING over holding her... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! Gosh I can just see the problems &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Jaida&lt;/span&gt; is going to give me because of these two... Well I just wanted to let my sis know that I love her and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for the love that she has for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Jadia&lt;/span&gt;. I KNOW that you will be a great mother, and I will show your kids the love that you show for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;Jaida&lt;/span&gt;... LOVE YOU &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;SISTERRRRR&lt;/span&gt;!!! PS...NO Bri doesnt have a blog, but I know sooner or later she will... ThanX for tunning in...TiLL Next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-8035305947017885926?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/8035305947017885926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=8035305947017885926&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/8035305947017885926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/8035305947017885926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2009/04/auntie-nana-is-in-town.html' title='AUNTIE NANA is in town....'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-1401950151329953342</id><published>2009-04-03T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T21:05:28.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IN LAW LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;IN LAWS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kelsisters.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 360px; HEIGHT: 540px" height="799" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/kelsisters.jpg" width="391" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/?action=view&amp;amp;current=inlaws.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 361px; HEIGHT: 298px" height="450" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/inlaws.jpg" width="397" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/?action=view&amp;amp;current=_DSC0280-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 357px; HEIGHT: 263px" height="214" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/_DSC0280-1.jpg" width="360" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only did I have the best time with my in laws in this weekend, I also got to know each of them so much more. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Every time&lt;/span&gt; that we come up to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;SLC&lt;/span&gt;, we always have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; eating then a family meeting right after. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ifa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Lahi&lt;/span&gt; always conducts, he starts off with a lesson, then he goes into talking about birthdays, and things that we all need to plan for, then afterwards he bears his testimony and we go around the room in order, from youngest to oldest, and we all say something. Because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt; is the youngest we always start first, I hate it cause I never feel like crying. Usually after Anna talks, then the rest of the speakers all cry! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! But this time the crying started first, with me! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!!! And no, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; cry pretty. I remember the millions of talks that I used to have with my dad and because I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; crying, I couldn't talk. Usually when I cry and talk, it is kind of scary cause I can't control any of my emotions and I start doing that thing that the the girl on HITCH does when will smith shows her the grandfathers name in the book at the museum. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!!! yeah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; totally me! But I think I did pretty good. I just remember feeling so strong about what I was saying. That was that I was so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;every ones&lt;/span&gt; help in planning and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;executing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;jaidas&lt;/span&gt; eating and blessing. I finally told them how I really felt... The are MY FAMILY. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;In law&lt;/span&gt; is just a word to describe how we are related but really, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Motuliki's&lt;/span&gt; are my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt;. I have always had a step mother and a step father along with a mother and father, but I have never established a bond as strong as the bond I share with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;in laws&lt;/span&gt;. I love them so much. They set such a perfect example of how I want my family to be. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; why I always like to talk with Connie, I try and figure out her hidden secret! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;, but the secret is the Church of Jesus Christ. The foundation of this family is true LOVE and acceptance of each other no matter how imperfect they are. They are a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;FAMILY&lt;/span&gt; and nothing will ever break us apart. Not disappointment, lies, money, MILES, or even sin. Similar to the love that Heavenly Father has for us is the kind of love that cements the bond between us, of course we don't have the perfect love of Christ, but that is why we all relate so much to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; to my family for sharing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; love to me and our new baby girl.&lt;br /&gt;So as you know, all us sisters and sister &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;in laws&lt;/span&gt; played a little game of TRUTH OR DARE...but after a couple hours we just called it truth. It was honestly the best girls night that I've ever had. You guys are probably thinking..."uh what a loser!" but it was all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;mee&lt;/span&gt;! I have never been to a club, so I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what kind of fun girl night that is (next time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;), but this was seriously a night to remember. I honestly answered every question. Questions were asked that I have never even thought about, so sometimes I had to really DIG deep into myself to find the answer. But I want to thank all of you for answering honestly, so that we all could know and understand each other better. We started at about 10:30 pm and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; get back to the hotel till 5:30am! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;SOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;MADD&lt;/span&gt;! And I was so mad at him! But really, I think the best part was getting to know each of them MORE and MORE, almost TOO MUCH! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. But I really enjoyed getting to know Lina. She is the REALEST girl that I have ever met. I wish that I could be a real as her, I love her! Okay &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;YALL&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;IN LAW&lt;/span&gt; post! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure in due time, I will grow closer and closer to them, and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; can't wait. But no, we wont do that by moving up there, sorry! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; we will just do it while we are here and you are there!!! THANKS LOVE YA!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-1401950151329953342?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/1401950151329953342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=1401950151329953342&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/1401950151329953342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/1401950151329953342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-law-love.html' title='IN LAW LOVE'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-278949293218812974</id><published>2009-04-02T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T20:33:08.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jaidas blessing weekend in SLC</title><content type='html'>This is what we did this weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Untitled-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 525px" height="618" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/Untitled-3.jpg" width="423" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had an eating on saturday then on sunday was the blessing. I was so nervous about the whole weekend cause we didn't know for sure whether we were going to have an eating or not cause we couldn't find anywhere to do it (THANKS ALOT NATE!) LOL. Then my brother in law Bubs called us on tuesday and told us that he got his church for us. I was sooo excited! I made invites right away and sent them on the internet. I didn't even think to do internet invites! It was such a good idea (thanx bubs). Anyways. my inlaws were so great! Lame got the chicken, bubs got the church, cake and eating utensils, Cia and Eta made the potatoe salad, Anna made the yummy desserts, my mom bought the water and I made the sandwhiches(thanx klarah for helping me make them) and the panipoupou (spell check?). It's sooo nice to have family to lean on whenever I need them! So thank you alllll SOOOOOOOO much for all the money, time and effort that each of you put into the eating for Jaida. I was a good turn out, but we still had tons of left overs. My Grandma Tufi, from my dads side came, it was the first time I had seen her in about 4 years. Jaida is her first greatgrand child, spending time with her was so special. Also my cousins from my dads side came with their families, I havent seen them in about three years! I can't believe how time flies. Well Sunday came along and we took Motuliki family pictures at the church, the first family picute with EVERYONE in it! I can't wait to get it back I'll post it when I do. Kel, Jaida and I took our first picture together. Can you believe that? our first picture of just us three. I can't wait to get those back too. Well The blessing turn out was so good, thanks to my inlaws. I love them so much, even though we are 300 miles apart, I never feel it. soo that's where my next blog starts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/?action=view&amp;amp;current=blessing.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 358px; HEIGHT: 480px" height="480" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/blessing.jpg" width="366" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/?action=view&amp;amp;current=14dbd5687397__1238251449000.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 356px; HEIGHT: 452px" height="639" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/Kween_luv/14dbd5687397__1238251449000.jpg" width="331" 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/2969758434204872684-278949293218812974?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/278949293218812974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=278949293218812974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/278949293218812974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/278949293218812974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2009/04/jaidas-blessing-weekend-in-slc.html' title='jaidas blessing weekend in SLC'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969758434204872684.post-4466447447038405649</id><published>2009-03-01T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T17:54:38.045-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo Yo..let me introduce myself...'/><title type='text'>HeLLO to ALL...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; so excited to finally start a blog...I just hope that i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; start to like it too much to the point that I'd rather do this than homework &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. Cause I can just see myself feeling that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;way&lt;/span&gt;. Bu&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;t Im&lt;/span&gt; also excited to get to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; everyone more as well as giving others the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; to get to know me and my family more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969758434204872684-4466447447038405649?l=motulikifambam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/feeds/4466447447038405649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969758434204872684&amp;postID=4466447447038405649&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/4466447447038405649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969758434204872684/posts/default/4466447447038405649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motulikifambam.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-to-all.html' title='HeLLO to ALL...'/><author><name>Motuliki Create</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00684203675364178996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmPMXuuabzs/S8QouYJ0bpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HKpHuTdiouk/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
