<?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-5828708882904709573</id><updated>2011-07-08T05:38:40.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kysons and Crystal's Crazy LIFE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Crys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675751044587122209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SNwGYJ5eaMI/AAAAAAAAABM/Xo9bNpuDWrc/S220/m_b32ee9351b378fef70828c07163cacd3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828708882904709573.post-6576577851984127532</id><published>2010-07-06T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T18:31:26.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July Fun</title><content type='html'>&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/TDPUDz4m04I/AAAAAAAAAFA/88tg6TI2SKM/s1600/P7030242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490965532627096450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/TDPUDz4m04I/AAAAAAAAAFA/88tg6TI2SKM/s320/P7030242.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i haven't blogged in a long time but its Tiffanys Birthday and Beings she Likes the 4th of July so much i decided to Post pictures of all the fun we had this year....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/TDPUEbuT1TI/AAAAAAAAAFI/j53LyeonY00/s1600/P7030245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490965543321326898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/TDPUEbuT1TI/AAAAAAAAAFI/j53LyeonY00/s320/P7030245.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/TDPUE8ABwUI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wS7ocxq2E0s/s1600/P7030252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490965551985574210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/TDPUE8ABwUI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wS7ocxq2E0s/s320/P7030252.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/TDPUFW9OMUI/AAAAAAAAAFY/61F8RpnyR5U/s1600/P7030261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490965559221563714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/TDPUFW9OMUI/AAAAAAAAAFY/61F8RpnyR5U/s320/P7030261.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got to go to the Stadium of fire on Saturday. It was Awesome we had a blast jamming out to Carie Underwood and Watching the Fireworks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the 5th we had the Family BBQ. It was so fun to see all the family and the Arizona crew was in town that was fun too see them. Kyson Helped mom make Rootbeer and it turned out Very good! Great job mom and Kyson...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/TDPWZP0tn2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/SCw-Evxp5PE/s1600/P7050269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490968099927465826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/TDPWZP0tn2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/SCw-Evxp5PE/s320/P7050269.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/TDPWZsKxNGI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zKoRBFfyTVY/s1600/P7050270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490968107536168034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/TDPWZsKxNGI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zKoRBFfyTVY/s320/P7050270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/TDPWaPtq2oI/AAAAAAAAAFw/EwztrVBn81k/s1600/P7050283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490968117077793410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/TDPWaPtq2oI/AAAAAAAAAFw/EwztrVBn81k/s320/P7050283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/TDPWbRwxAcI/AAAAAAAAAGA/j91Kxg3oXOI/s1600/P7050285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490968134807519682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/TDPWbRwxAcI/AAAAAAAAAGA/j91Kxg3oXOI/s320/P7050285.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that was our fun weekend &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/TDPWagqwpJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/vjxg6E1Ysyk/s1600/P7050292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490968121628992658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/TDPWagqwpJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/vjxg6E1Ysyk/s320/P7050292.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I don't know how to rotate this picture but Katie and Lisa are a little Sideways Anyways!)&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828708882904709573-6576577851984127532?l=crystalandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/6576577851984127532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828708882904709573&amp;postID=6576577851984127532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/6576577851984127532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/6576577851984127532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/2010/07/4th-of-july-fun.html' title='4th of July Fun'/><author><name>Crys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675751044587122209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SNwGYJ5eaMI/AAAAAAAAABM/Xo9bNpuDWrc/S220/m_b32ee9351b378fef70828c07163cacd3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/TDPUDz4m04I/AAAAAAAAAFA/88tg6TI2SKM/s72-c/P7030242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828708882904709573.post-2972546118623365115</id><published>2009-07-22T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T19:35:39.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Terrible 2 Story</title><content type='html'>I feel like everyone has at least one really crazy 2yr old story. The one that makes you so mad but at the same time you laugh on the inside. Kyson is an amazing kid he gets a little "rotten rodney" sometimes but for the most part up until yesterday the stories were minor things like moon sand all over his room (with a kaden assist on that one) or coloring on the walls Very typical stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we got a New Dish HD turbo. My Mom and i were trying to get things figured out and set up. While we were trying to get the second remote to work Kyson was upstairs... Generally he's not being too naughty so we wern't too worried. We heard water running and thought he was just washing his hands in the bathroom or something. My mom went up stairs and discovered Kyson has opened the front door picked up the hose from the front poarch and decided to be like firemen and "shoot that water"... Right into our house. The entire front hall was SOAKED. My mom and i were both furious and of course Kyson got to go to time out for a good long time. about a quarter inch of water lined the tile on the entry from the front door to our island in our kitchen. the walls were wet... and some of the carpet in our front room. i've never heard of a 2 (almost 3) yr old kid doing something to that extreem before but maybe i haven't heard all the fun CRAZY 2 stories out there. I was so upset but at the same time i can't help but laugh. Kyson learned his lesson and about half way through cleaning up the mess you could hear him in his room yelling "mom i'm sorry i'm ready to listen now" He was a perfect angel for the rest of the night. Sat at the table and ate his dinner, didn't fight with me for bath time, and was pretty much an angel (for a 2 yr old) for the rest of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the Funny Kyson story.  we're looking forward to Tiff and the boys comming saturday.   I wish i had more pictures but if you haven't heard my purse was stolen last month and my camera was in my purse.  I'm completly Bumbed out about it.  So many Fun memories just gone.  Everyone Upload your pictures from your camera now cause you never know whats going to happen.  All in all Life is good. &lt;br /&gt;Oh and i'm trying to sell my old broken down car and my scooter i have adds posted on KSL and Craigs List.  If anyone happens to know anyone the car is a mazda 626 es v6 manual needs a new engine everything else was less than a year old on it when it blew (breaks tires radiator etc) $500 obo and the scooter run great needs a new Left side mirror $800 Obo. &lt;br /&gt;Thats it for us right now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828708882904709573-2972546118623365115?l=crystalandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/2972546118623365115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828708882904709573&amp;postID=2972546118623365115' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/2972546118623365115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/2972546118623365115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/2009/07/terrible-2-story.html' title='The Terrible 2 Story'/><author><name>Crys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675751044587122209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SNwGYJ5eaMI/AAAAAAAAABM/Xo9bNpuDWrc/S220/m_b32ee9351b378fef70828c07163cacd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828708882904709573.post-2869968176968576334</id><published>2009-05-18T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T17:47:57.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feels Good...</title><content type='html'>We had such a fun time with Tiffany Kaden and Kyle last week (Although a few times kyson asked me when jared was comming.  he really does think jared is so cool)  We went to the Z O O and rode the train and Kyson and Kaden Played better together than i think they ever have.  BUT Kyson got so worn out form all the fun we had a pretty big battle weekend.  Everything was a battle i was worried today was going to be the same way with the fit he threw in the car this morning on the way to daycare.  And then something miraculous happened... Kyson Switch to his good personality.  Suddenly i feel like a good mom again.  I picked him up from daycare and had a special treat for him (a rootbeer from the gas station in his own special cup)  then we came right home and he helped me take the garbage out to the curb cause that's his job.  Then he ate ALL his dinner every last noodle.  Then he got right into the bath no fighting and now its off to bed.  I wish every night was this smooth then again if it was i guess motherhood wouldn't be such a battle i better run he just got out of the tub and is yelling at me CRYSTAL I'M DONE.  man i love my kid and i glad he has nights like this to remind me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828708882904709573-2869968176968576334?l=crystalandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/2869968176968576334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828708882904709573&amp;postID=2869968176968576334' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/2869968176968576334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/2869968176968576334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/2009/05/feels-good.html' title='Feels Good...'/><author><name>Crys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675751044587122209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SNwGYJ5eaMI/AAAAAAAAABM/Xo9bNpuDWrc/S220/m_b32ee9351b378fef70828c07163cacd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828708882904709573.post-4069172563635951941</id><published>2009-04-07T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T15:38:37.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know i know i need to blog.  i have lots of fun pictures of Disneyland and Jacobs wedding in Logan.  i'm lame i know but after working all day then comming home wrestling with my kyson going through the same conversations (he's really big on NO 5 More mins Please!) when i finally get him in bed the idea of sitting down and uploading pictures onto my computer is just not appealing... Soon i hope&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828708882904709573-4069172563635951941?l=crystalandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/4069172563635951941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828708882904709573&amp;postID=4069172563635951941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/4069172563635951941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/4069172563635951941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-know-i-know-i-need-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Crys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675751044587122209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SNwGYJ5eaMI/AAAAAAAAABM/Xo9bNpuDWrc/S220/m_b32ee9351b378fef70828c07163cacd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828708882904709573.post-3220934990917749038</id><published>2009-01-27T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T08:00:01.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the "Orem mall"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SX0CA9T7YXI/AAAAAAAAADk/7Yw3OtNva3Q/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+and+Christmas+060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295390952338973042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SX0CA9T7YXI/AAAAAAAAADk/7Yw3OtNva3Q/s320/Thanksgiving+and+Christmas+060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SX0CAjmSaQI/AAAAAAAAADc/0gNsvftmlpc/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+and+Christmas+061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295390945436657922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SX0CAjmSaQI/AAAAAAAAADc/0gNsvftmlpc/s320/Thanksgiving+and+Christmas+061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SX0CAPHIdHI/AAAAAAAAADU/I1aFhFu3Tn8/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+and+Christmas+063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295390939937272946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SX0CAPHIdHI/AAAAAAAAADU/I1aFhFu3Tn8/s320/Thanksgiving+and+Christmas+063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;in utah it snows... Alot so its cold and wet and who wants to go to a playground in wet cold snow. Hooray for the Orem Mall. They finally brought back the tree house and added an awesome dinosaur to play on to. Kyson Loves to go down the slide he even tries really hard to wait his turn. He was afraid of the Dino at first but now he's decided its pretty cool. Not as cool as the slide but you win some you loose some. we have lots of fun playing at the orem mall. And when he's done at the playground we can bum aorund the mall window shopping. It is a really fun saturday to go to the orem mall. &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/5828708882904709573-3220934990917749038?l=crystalandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/3220934990917749038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828708882904709573&amp;postID=3220934990917749038' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/3220934990917749038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/3220934990917749038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/2009/01/orem-mall.html' title='the &quot;Orem mall&quot;'/><author><name>Crys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675751044587122209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SNwGYJ5eaMI/AAAAAAAAABM/Xo9bNpuDWrc/S220/m_b32ee9351b378fef70828c07163cacd3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SX0CA9T7YXI/AAAAAAAAADk/7Yw3OtNva3Q/s72-c/Thanksgiving+and+Christmas+060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828708882904709573.post-8391484054792948915</id><published>2009-01-25T16:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T11:24:58.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Provo Mall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SX0ECVhsjWI/AAAAAAAAAEE/aydnlonEdqo/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+and+Christmas+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295393175042297186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SX0ECVhsjWI/AAAAAAAAAEE/aydnlonEdqo/s320/Thanksgiving+and+Christmas+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before the orem Mall Reopened the Play yard the Provo Mall was the place to go. They have the 50 cent rides that are perfect for 2 year old little boys. I used to think they were a waste of money but man alive kyson loves these rides. He can even put the money in the machine now so he just comes up and tells you what he's going to ride next you had him 50 cents and he's off. Its great he loves to ride the Jetplane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SX0ECMr0OLI/AAAAAAAAAD8/R-xm0an_Qhs/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+and+Christmas+071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295393172668823730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SX0ECMr0OLI/AAAAAAAAAD8/R-xm0an_Qhs/s320/Thanksgiving+and+Christmas+071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Rocket ship is still a little scary for him. Kaden helped him like it but its never the first thing he runs to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SX0EB57JEnI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ABxbsVd5x6k/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+and+Christmas+072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295393167632831090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SX0EB57JEnI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ABxbsVd5x6k/s320/Thanksgiving+and+Christmas+072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Jeep is his Favorite. Because the Jeeps lets you ride with Simba. He always rides the jeep at least 2 times more if we let him. Its all he talks about "mom can we go to the Provo mall and ride the jeep with simba PLEASE" He's so crazy i love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SX0EBkSDvuI/AAAAAAAAADs/aB7-7hQHna8/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+and+Christmas+075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295393161823370978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SX0EBkSDvuI/AAAAAAAAADs/aB7-7hQHna8/s320/Thanksgiving+and+Christmas+075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828708882904709573-8391484054792948915?l=crystalandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/8391484054792948915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828708882904709573&amp;postID=8391484054792948915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/8391484054792948915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/8391484054792948915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/2009/01/provo-mall.html' title='Provo Mall'/><author><name>Crys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675751044587122209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SNwGYJ5eaMI/AAAAAAAAABM/Xo9bNpuDWrc/S220/m_b32ee9351b378fef70828c07163cacd3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SX0ECVhsjWI/AAAAAAAAAEE/aydnlonEdqo/s72-c/Thanksgiving+and+Christmas+017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828708882904709573.post-3180489455009168468</id><published>2009-01-25T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T16:17:59.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new "traditions" and Christmas ... Late</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah i know its January but oh well. Thanksgiving 08 was just Me Kyson and Grandma. We had a great time and just made what we liked. Kyson got to drink from a "special glass" that was the hit of the meal. After dinner my Mom Decided to "start a new tradition" that the grand kids have to give her a back massage when dinner was over and cleaned up. Kyson was so excited he thinks it is fun to play with the massager and likes to make grandma happy so it worked out well this year... lets see how it goes when he's older...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SXz-ZwpeoXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/UIYWruPQ1CA/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+and+Christmas+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295386980389921138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SXz-ZwpeoXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/UIYWruPQ1CA/s320/Thanksgiving+and+Christmas+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SXz-Zv6yrGI/AAAAAAAAAC0/LbZo2SKh7pU/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+and+Christmas+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295386980194102370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SXz-Zv6yrGI/AAAAAAAAAC0/LbZo2SKh7pU/s320/Thanksgiving+and+Christmas+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas was a blast this year. Tiffany, Jared, Kaden and Kyle all came f rom texas. The first day they were here Kyson and Kaden were Best friends. They followed eachother around and had so much fun. Kyson learned Awsome new phrases like "stop Bugging me". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He got a kitchen for Christmas so now he has his very own microwave and oven and dishwasher to play with all he wants.  Pretty Spoiled i think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SX0AjmeaUDI/AAAAAAAAADE/DxwXOosPLo0/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+and+Christmas+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295389348481093682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SX0AjmeaUDI/AAAAAAAAADE/DxwXOosPLo0/s320/Thanksgiving+and+Christmas+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SX0Aj1hu35I/AAAAAAAAADM/8lQ6HvAySm8/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+and+Christmas+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295389352521555858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SX0Aj1hu35I/AAAAAAAAADM/8lQ6HvAySm8/s320/Thanksgiving+and+Christmas+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&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/5828708882904709573-3180489455009168468?l=crystalandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/3180489455009168468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828708882904709573&amp;postID=3180489455009168468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/3180489455009168468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/3180489455009168468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-traditions-and-christmas-late.html' title='new &quot;traditions&quot; and Christmas ... 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Kyson has always LOVED penguins in fact he took over 2 of lisa stuffed animals that are penguins and has claimed them as his own. I've always wanted him to be a penguin for halloween but every year i procrastinate so i can't find one i like. this year i got it early so he could get used to it. He had so much fun he really loved the idea that you carry a "purse" (yes he's around too many girls) and people tell you you are cute and give you candy. All you say is trick or treat and thank you! Its Great! i love my cute little penguin. He's growing up too fast &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SQuixhfWt6I/AAAAAAAAABs/ei377yF8Wpg/s1600-h/Kyson+i%27m+2+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263479561199728546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SQuixhfWt6I/AAAAAAAAABs/ei377yF8Wpg/s320/Kyson+i%27m+2+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Daycare Threw a Fun Halloween Party earlier this month. Now if you know Kyson he's pretty hard to get to go anywhere. Even if you pick him up and take him there he'll stay for second then go where he wants to go. So half the time i was stopping him from going up and getting another doughnut and the other half i was trying to point him in a new direction. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SQukuKsOGHI/AAAAAAAAACE/2etvoE48UJ4/s1600-h/Kyson+i%27m+2+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263481702563321970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SQukuKsOGHI/AAAAAAAAACE/2etvoE48UJ4/s320/Kyson+i%27m+2+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SQukuKsOGHI/AAAAAAAAACE/2etvoE48UJ4/s1600-h/Kyson+i%27m+2+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is Him Jamming Out in the Sppoky Dance Room. He Didn't like it at first but then "thriller" came on and he wouldn't stop jumpin and shaking his bum.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SQunGe7KS7I/AAAAAAAAACU/SesMGTX0aUE/s1600-h/Kyson+i%27m+2+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SQunGe7KS7I/AAAAAAAAACU/SesMGTX0aUE/s1600-h/Kyson+i%27m+2+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SQunGe7KS7I/AAAAAAAAACU/SesMGTX0aUE/s1600-h/Kyson+i%27m+2+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263484319334812594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SQunGe7KS7I/AAAAAAAAACU/SesMGTX0aUE/s320/Kyson+i%27m+2+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We Managed to talk him into fishing for a cool Prize. Grandma Helped and he got a really cool skeleton!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SQunGe7KS7I/AAAAAAAAACU/SesMGTX0aUE/s1600-h/Kyson+i%27m+2+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SQukubFwPPI/AAAAAAAAACM/tXM_K-xxo5Q/s1600-h/Kyson+i%27m+2+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SQukuKsOGHI/AAAAAAAAACE/2etvoE48UJ4/s1600-h/Kyson+i%27m+2+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SQukubFwPPI/AAAAAAAAACM/tXM_K-xxo5Q/s1600-h/Kyson+i%27m+2+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SQukuKsOGHI/AAAAAAAAACE/2etvoE48UJ4/s1600-h/Kyson+i%27m+2+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once he was in the fishing room he was done he went behind the fishing wall and started playing with the oven and plastic fruit... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SQukubFwPPI/AAAAAAAAACM/tXM_K-xxo5Q/s1600-h/Kyson+i%27m+2+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263481706965384434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SQukubFwPPI/AAAAAAAAACM/tXM_K-xxo5Q/s320/Kyson+i%27m+2+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;All this fun stuff and kyson wants to pretend cook. All the teachers at the daycare thought it was cute. At one point they put cliped the end of the pole on kyson and he was the prize. I tried to convice the kid to take him home and he said "no way i have a little brother i don't want another one". It was Very Fun and with kyson... Always a Crazy Adventure. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SQukubFwPPI/AAAAAAAAACM/tXM_K-xxo5Q/s1600-h/Kyson+i%27m+2+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828708882904709573-3208476545220592785?l=crystalandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/3208476545220592785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828708882904709573&amp;postID=3208476545220592785' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/3208476545220592785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/3208476545220592785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween-fun.html' title='Halloween FUN!'/><author><name>Crys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675751044587122209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SNwGYJ5eaMI/AAAAAAAAABM/Xo9bNpuDWrc/S220/m_b32ee9351b378fef70828c07163cacd3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SQuixFaTWjI/AAAAAAAAABk/I0sq2UkD_8w/s72-c/Kyson+i%27m+2+041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828708882904709573.post-9192635420149398640</id><published>2008-10-30T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T13:07:49.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Therapy Update</title><content type='html'>I have some more pictures I'll put up soon i hope but in the mean time i had to give the 2 people who read my blog a therapy update. IT WORKS Yes Kysons many forms of "therapy" are working. He isn't afraid of the blow dryer. He LOVES to Vacuum... We Have been getting him used to his Halloween costume and he loves that now. But i have to say the biggest accomplishment of all is he went for a ride with grandma on the TRACTOR!!! I'd say that is a pretty big deal for a kid who would literally run screaming and shaking when grandma had the Keys. After he rode the tractor he spent the rest of the night telling me how brave he was. HOORAY for Therapy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828708882904709573-9192635420149398640?l=crystalandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/9192635420149398640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828708882904709573&amp;postID=9192635420149398640' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/9192635420149398640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/9192635420149398640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/2008/10/therapy-update.html' title='Therapy Update'/><author><name>Crys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675751044587122209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SNwGYJ5eaMI/AAAAAAAAABM/Xo9bNpuDWrc/S220/m_b32ee9351b378fef70828c07163cacd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828708882904709573.post-4830918371606666045</id><published>2008-09-13T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T13:02:16.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-ca.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2882303761527164362&amp;amp;site=widget-ca.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2882303761527164362&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ca.slide.com/p1/2882303761527164362/bb_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2882303761527164362&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ca.slide.com/p2/2882303761527164362/bb_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2882303761527164362&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ca.slide.com/p4/2882303761527164362/bb_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i haven't posted alot of pictures.  Here's a Buch from the past year it has christmas through his birthday and some from last week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828708882904709573-4830918371606666045?l=crystalandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/4830918371606666045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828708882904709573&amp;postID=4830918371606666045' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/4830918371606666045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/4830918371606666045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/2008/09/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Crys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675751044587122209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SNwGYJ5eaMI/AAAAAAAAABM/Xo9bNpuDWrc/S220/m_b32ee9351b378fef70828c07163cacd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828708882904709573.post-6950783200795354816</id><published>2008-09-12T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T20:02:21.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So i finally imported all my pictures from my camera onto this computer... first things first... Kyson is officially 2.  he's not completly aware of that concept but if you tell him to say "i'm 2" he usually does.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SMsss3z85QI/AAAAAAAAAA4/kb0MfbEg1bU/s1600-h/KYson+Christmas+107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SMsss3z85QI/AAAAAAAAAA4/kb0MfbEg1bU/s320/KYson+Christmas+107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245335340410791170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Lisa Moved to Florida before his birthday we decided to go all ace of cakes on his birthday cake (if you don't know what ace of cakes is... watch the food network or Google it they do the SWEETEST cakes EVER)  So with not much planning and a lot of "oh crap lets freeze it, its falling over" we managed to get his cake finish.  I think it turned out pretty sweet and Kyson loved to dig into it.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SMsstcfiEKI/AAAAAAAAABA/CDlkbUmZq-o/s1600-h/KYson+Christmas+118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SMsstcfiEKI/AAAAAAAAABA/CDlkbUmZq-o/s320/KYson+Christmas+118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245335350257258658" 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/5828708882904709573-6950783200795354816?l=crystalandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/6950783200795354816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828708882904709573&amp;postID=6950783200795354816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/6950783200795354816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/6950783200795354816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-i-finally-imported-all-my-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>Crys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675751044587122209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SNwGYJ5eaMI/AAAAAAAAABM/Xo9bNpuDWrc/S220/m_b32ee9351b378fef70828c07163cacd3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SMsss3z85QI/AAAAAAAAAA4/kb0MfbEg1bU/s72-c/KYson+Christmas+107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828708882904709573.post-4269384920019253265</id><published>2008-08-19T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T10:29:29.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Short cuteness</title><content type='html'>i don't have much time but i just wanted to tell this quick story...&lt;br /&gt;Kyson is now able to get out of his bed and room in the mornings.  This moring as i was walking up stairs he's standing at the top of the stairs yelling down "mommy.... AWAKE!"  i of course yelled back and came up stairs as i got within jumping distance he jumped to me and wrapped him arms around me (which if you know kyson is a rare thing usually he just lays his head on you and allows you to hug him he very rarely hugs back) i gave him a squeeze and he said to me "ohhh mommy i missed you!"  i about died. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK one more then i have to get back to work.  Lisa left for texas then on to florida.  Kyson and i miss her so much and she's only been gone a day.  Anyways while she was trying to pack and do laundry kyson pretty much was attached to her.  on Friday when i got home from work he was downstairs playing with lisa while she attempted to sort laundry.  i walked down and heard lisa give him a big squeeze and say "OHH i love you kid" &lt;br /&gt;and without even pausing kyson in mid squeeze said "I know." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post picture soon i have a bunch from this summer and kyson's awsome early birthday cake!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828708882904709573-4269384920019253265?l=crystalandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/4269384920019253265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828708882904709573&amp;postID=4269384920019253265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/4269384920019253265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/4269384920019253265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/2008/08/short-cuteness.html' title='Short cuteness'/><author><name>Crys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675751044587122209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SNwGYJ5eaMI/AAAAAAAAABM/Xo9bNpuDWrc/S220/m_b32ee9351b378fef70828c07163cacd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828708882904709573.post-964575525473972906</id><published>2008-07-23T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T11:48:28.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE NOTE</title><content type='html'>First i'd liketo say i'm sorry there isn't a lot of pictures i blog mostly at work when i have nothing to do and i don't have pictures at work... ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyone who has a kid in daycare or school has received some sort of note about their child. Most of the time the short notes are good and the long notes... well not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyson has been a handful at daycare lately because he is the oldest in his class its time for him to be moved up to the 2 yr old class but there just isn't room right now. so notes lately have been things like "kyson climbed on the table and fell and chiped his tooth" or "Kyson was great but..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i picked him up from daycare one day i get a note on his chart. It was a long note so in my head i'm thinking "oh great what did he do now who did he bite or who's fingers got shut in the door he had to open..." I get in the car and read the note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It was so funny Kyson put his drink on the bench and walked away. a few steps he stop turned around and pointed to his cup 'stop right there cup don't move'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think i've ever laughed so hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828708882904709573-964575525473972906?l=crystalandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/964575525473972906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828708882904709573&amp;postID=964575525473972906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/964575525473972906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/964575525473972906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/2008/07/note.html' title='THE NOTE'/><author><name>Crys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675751044587122209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SNwGYJ5eaMI/AAAAAAAAABM/Xo9bNpuDWrc/S220/m_b32ee9351b378fef70828c07163cacd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828708882904709573.post-5362104752205103401</id><published>2008-07-03T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T13:05:45.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The new word this week is… Therapy…</title><content type='html'>Yes kyson learns more than one word a week he comes up with new ones daily but this one just cracked me up.   Therapy.  He says it more like ER A PEE, but just the same it is hilarious.  So why is my (almost) 2 year old saying therapy…&lt;br /&gt;I’ve mentioned my kids a chicken right… WELL my mom has decided he just need to get used to those things he’s terrified of… So we’ve started therapy.  It seems to be making progress. &lt;br /&gt;We are starting out with the blow dryer and working our way up to tractor.  So randomly we will take him into the bathrooms of the house (because he has to get used to all the blow dryers not just one) and turn on the blow dryer.  It has become some sort of family event sometimes and I’m proud to say Kyson has worked his way up (with a lot of encouragement) to touching and sometimes holding the blow dryer.  Vacuum Therapy seems to be working best.  He got really brave and actually started vacuuming things.   Now he has decided the vacuum isn’t that bad he even makes sure to say hi to the vacuum if the garage door is ever opened.&lt;br /&gt;So last night Kyson was being his crazy self and while eating dinner mom asked him if he needed blow dryer therapy.  He looked right up at her and said “noo no blow dryer therapy”.   Then she asked about vacuum and tractor therapy and the same response… “Noo no vacuum therapy, no tractor therapy”  for the rest of the night he would randomly remind me he did not want therapy that night.  He likes to remind me of things like that just so I don’t even offer!  Crazy Boy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828708882904709573-5362104752205103401?l=crystalandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/5362104752205103401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828708882904709573&amp;postID=5362104752205103401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/5362104752205103401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/5362104752205103401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-word-this-week-is-therapy.html' title='The new word this week is… Therapy…'/><author><name>Crys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675751044587122209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SNwGYJ5eaMI/AAAAAAAAABM/Xo9bNpuDWrc/S220/m_b32ee9351b378fef70828c07163cacd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828708882904709573.post-1883037500004314301</id><published>2008-06-16T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T11:52:24.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Horsey!</title><content type='html'>Kyson has been doing great at learning animals and sounds.  He loves to point out diffrent animals he sees all around.  Well While we were wandering around the booths at Art City Days (Kyson was Leading the way of course) we saw this HUGE black dog.  I'm not kidding you on Huge.  Kyson was as tall as the dogs leg.&lt;br /&gt;So Kyson walked right up to the dog and so proud of himself he pointed and said HORSEY! Then made Horsey sounds.  everyone around couldn't help but laugh.  I said "yeah Kyson that does kinda look like a horsey.  But its a doggy."  He looked right back at me and said "no horsey".  we walked away from the giant dog laughing.  I'm not sure which i thought was funnier the fact that my kid calleda huge dog a horse... or that he flat out corrected me when i called it a doggy.  He is pretty stubborn and he had decided... The horse was a horse of course!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828708882904709573-1883037500004314301?l=crystalandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/1883037500004314301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828708882904709573&amp;postID=1883037500004314301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/1883037500004314301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/1883037500004314301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/2008/06/horsey.html' title='Horsey!'/><author><name>Crys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675751044587122209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SNwGYJ5eaMI/AAAAAAAAABM/Xo9bNpuDWrc/S220/m_b32ee9351b378fef70828c07163cacd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828708882904709573.post-3417427573546365650</id><published>2008-06-13T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T11:06:14.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY KIDS A CHICKEN</title><content type='html'>Don't ask me how it happen... my kid is a chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyson is a Daredevil he Jumps all over the place, spends hours going up and down stairs, and loved to be thrown around. One time he jumped off our foot rest and managed to do a flip, he decided that was cool so he spent the next 30 mins trying to do the same thing... with the result being a lot of bonking on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are lucky enough to have Lisa in our house. Lisa had this Brilliant idea to teach Kyson that Bonking his head is funny. So instead of Crying and being sad when he bonks his head my son stands next to the wall or falls off the foot stool and says BONK and laughs about it. THANK YOU LISA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;He's Been Lucky enough to go to Disneyland 3 times in the 22 months he's been alive.  He drove on Mr. Toads Wild ride.  He Went on Pirates of the Caribbean and the "Ghost House"  and many other rides...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So how is my kid a chicken??  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well my Mom got a "tractor" a few years ago.  Its one of those riding lawnmowers/ snow remover/I'm sure it had a million other neat things it can do.  Anyways Mom tries to get things done in the afternoons so she took Kyson outside so she could mow the lawn.  Kyson Ran onto the porch and jumped onto the swing.  He &lt;span&gt;hid &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;his head in his hands.  It took one time around the lawn and my mom couldn't take it anymore.  He looked so pathetic and scared.  Since then Kyson will talk your head off about tractors he says hi to the tractor he says good night to the tractor.  With a little encouragement we have gotten him OK with sitting on the tractor.  But the whole time he will yell at you "don't turn on"  "To Loud"  "No Key".  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last week was Art City Days in Springville.  They set up a Carnival and rides all that jazz.  I thought it would be fun to take kyson.  Apparently he is not a fan of little girls screaming their gutz off.   And standing in line for the Ferris wheel the closer we got the more scared he got.  I did manage to drag him on the merry-go-round but he wouldn't sit on the horse he had to be held.  It was a major adventure... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He did enjoy the fireworks though... when he wasn't falling asleep... Maybe next year!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828708882904709573-3417427573546365650?l=crystalandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/3417427573546365650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828708882904709573&amp;postID=3417427573546365650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/3417427573546365650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/3417427573546365650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-kids-chicken.html' title='MY KIDS A CHICKEN'/><author><name>Crys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675751044587122209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SNwGYJ5eaMI/AAAAAAAAABM/Xo9bNpuDWrc/S220/m_b32ee9351b378fef70828c07163cacd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828708882904709573.post-8204418592047578236</id><published>2008-05-16T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T14:44:49.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HEY!</title><content type='html'>Ok so i'm bored at work... Really guys its friday and i'm just done with working this week... so i'm blogging to pass the time... SO  things have settled down around here.  The Fullers were here in April and i'm pretty sure Kyson oficially thinks Kaden is the coolest thing ever!  He's still asking for kaden now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next big news WE BOUGHT A CAR.  Its a 2004 honda civic Grey sunroof all that fun stuff.  Its so nice to be driving a car that isn't going to break any time soon.  However the car did remind me how much my child doesn't like too much change... the first morning i had the car we went out to leave for daycare and work.  I put kyson in the car and he started SCREAMING.  Kyson is never that bad in the mornings so i picked him back up and he said "mommy Bye bye Mommy bye bye"  some how i caught on that he didn't want to go bye bye unless he was going with me.  And i guess he thought that i wasn't going in that car.  So Kyson and the car got a formal introduction.  we walked around it and pushed buttons really i kids dream.  then he was fine getting in his car seat.  The whole way to day care he talked about the new car.  "mommys car"  "Crystal Kyson Car"  it was an event. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyson has moved on to trying to put together some sort of sentance.  This past week when i've picked him up from daycare, on the drive home he always says to me "see Grandma.. OK" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of Course The AWESOME DEZRA has officially fixed whatever random mistakes i've done to my hair... thats very exciting cause dezra out does herself every time she tries to fix me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats kinda been my week... Crazy, fun, i don't really know... good times?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828708882904709573-8204418592047578236?l=crystalandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/8204418592047578236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828708882904709573&amp;postID=8204418592047578236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/8204418592047578236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/8204418592047578236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/2008/05/hey.html' title='HEY!'/><author><name>Crys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675751044587122209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SNwGYJ5eaMI/AAAAAAAAABM/Xo9bNpuDWrc/S220/m_b32ee9351b378fef70828c07163cacd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828708882904709573.post-6438647051323674918</id><published>2008-02-25T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:38:47.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YES i'm a "lazy Blogger"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/R8NvLasRJqI/AAAAAAAAAAo/opWB1MS3Q-I/s1600-h/I%27m+not+doing+anything....jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171099039085700770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/R8NvLasRJqI/AAAAAAAAAAo/opWB1MS3Q-I/s320/I%27m+not+doing+anything....jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/R8NvL6sRJrI/AAAAAAAAAAw/rDvROhPojxU/s1600-h/Kyson+Play+Ball!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171099047675635378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/R8NvL6sRJrI/AAAAAAAAAAw/rDvROhPojxU/s320/Kyson+Play+Ball!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As Tiffany Would call me I'm a "lazy Blogger" life's been a little crazy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kyson's&lt;/span&gt; pushing all our buttons but knows how to be just adorable enough that we don't throw him in the garbage! He's learning new words every day! He learned Lisa because my mom was yelling for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lisa&lt;/span&gt; so now Randomly out of the blue  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kyson&lt;/span&gt; stands in the middle of any room and yells at the top of his lungs "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;EEESAAAH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;EEEESAAHHH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;EEEEEEESAAAAAHHH&lt;/span&gt;!" Its Great! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kaden&lt;/span&gt; was here a few weeks ago and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;kyson&lt;/span&gt; is still doing little things &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;kaden&lt;/span&gt; did. Like climb in to his car through the window... or tip it over. (we left the car downstairs so he wouldn't be pushing it down the stairs any time soon) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kyson&lt;/span&gt; is just CRAZY! I'm loving it and going a little crazy myself. I Changed Jobs now I'm working at Mountain West Security .... i don't really know what i do there except it has something to do with accounting i think...? But it's fun I'm learning a lot and one of these days I'll be less confused! Until then that's whats going on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828708882904709573-6438647051323674918?l=crystalandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/6438647051323674918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828708882904709573&amp;postID=6438647051323674918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/6438647051323674918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/6438647051323674918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/2008/02/yes-im-lazy-blogger.html' title='YES i&apos;m a &quot;lazy Blogger&quot;'/><author><name>Crys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675751044587122209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SNwGYJ5eaMI/AAAAAAAAABM/Xo9bNpuDWrc/S220/m_b32ee9351b378fef70828c07163cacd3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/R8NvLasRJqI/AAAAAAAAAAo/opWB1MS3Q-I/s72-c/I%27m+not+doing+anything....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828708882904709573.post-1021154755693538754</id><published>2007-09-10T18:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T18:41:54.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out my Slide Show!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-fc.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=504403158276346876&amp;amp;site=widget-fc.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=504403158276346876&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-fc.slide.com/p1/504403158276346876/bb_t046_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=504403158276346876&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-fc.slide.com/p2/504403158276346876/bb_t046_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828708882904709573-1021154755693538754?l=crystalandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/1021154755693538754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828708882904709573&amp;postID=1021154755693538754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/1021154755693538754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/1021154755693538754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/2007/09/check-out-my-slide-show.html' title='Check out my Slide Show!'/><author><name>Crys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675751044587122209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SNwGYJ5eaMI/AAAAAAAAABM/Xo9bNpuDWrc/S220/m_b32ee9351b378fef70828c07163cacd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828708882904709573.post-865839786545337881</id><published>2007-09-10T18:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T18:42:17.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Believe its been a year!</title><content type='html'>Kyson's one!  I promised lots of pictures.  So i put them in a slide show.  He's so much fun.  He got a walker for his birthday (because all he does is push stuff around EVERYWHERE).  We took him outside with it and he was off.  He tried to run around the block!  He Just wants to be everywhere.  His new thing this week is putting things in drawers.  He knows we don't want him playing with the drawers but now he takes diffrent toys and hides them in there.  This way when he goes back for them he gets the added bonus of getting to open a drawer or cabinet too!  The other day we were staying at my friends house in lehi and i looked at him and said "kyson where's my water bottle"  He walked right into the kitchen and opened the cabinet under the sink... Looked up at me with the Biggest proudest smile he could must and just started to giggle, as if to say "right here".  It was like he was hiding it from me the whole time trying to see if i'd find it.  He's so Sneaky!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828708882904709573-865839786545337881?l=crystalandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/865839786545337881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828708882904709573&amp;postID=865839786545337881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/865839786545337881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/865839786545337881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-cant-believe-its-been-year.html' title='I Can&apos;t Believe its been a year!'/><author><name>Crys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675751044587122209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SNwGYJ5eaMI/AAAAAAAAABM/Xo9bNpuDWrc/S220/m_b32ee9351b378fef70828c07163cacd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828708882904709573.post-8268011529441361215</id><published>2007-09-05T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T15:34:30.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiffany Finally Got to me</title><content type='html'>SO... Tiffany finally got to me.  I realized that kyson is 1 year old with so many funny stories i can't help but blog.  I'm at work right now so its gunna be short.  PICTURES TO COME!  Anyways as i said Kyson is 1 and Offically a Walker!  He's all over the place and so proud of himself.   Grandma got him a Farm for his birthday.  For the first few days of having it the only button he knew about was the mouse on the top... I'm happy to say he's now discovered there are other buttons... that he thinks must be pushed all at the same time.  He's also really big into hiding things in drawers.  The other day i was searching the house for his  pacifier only to find it hidden in a drawer in the kitchen.  I figure it gives him an excuse to go back and open that drawer.  When he goes back for something he gives me a look of "mom i'm just getting my stuff out!"  Crazy boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828708882904709573-8268011529441361215?l=crystalandkyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/feeds/8268011529441361215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828708882904709573&amp;postID=8268011529441361215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/8268011529441361215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828708882904709573/posts/default/8268011529441361215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crystalandkyson.blogspot.com/2007/09/tiffany-finally-got-to-me.html' title='Tiffany Finally Got to me'/><author><name>Crys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675751044587122209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EC4E_gT46Z8/SNwGYJ5eaMI/AAAAAAAAABM/Xo9bNpuDWrc/S220/m_b32ee9351b378fef70828c07163cacd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
