<?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-7333647185965398257</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:49:21.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gundersen Family Site</title><subtitle type='html'>Tyson, Brendie, and Hank Gundersen</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-8177719521635283453</id><published>2011-11-28T12:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T12:21:52.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hank has a Secret!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok so most people already know what Hanks "secret" is but this post is for the few of you that don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680140364995243058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FTx2lIlBEa0/TtPpkTnmLDI/AAAAAAAABRk/OUM2xU6o6KI/s320/DSC_0987.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680141114096380722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g9W3YB2tsXw/TtPqP6POazI/AAAAAAAABRw/jNLvyHAobsk/s320/DSC_0981.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 191px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680141263797093234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fA1fmPiP8AY/TtPqYn6qA3I/AAAAAAAABR8/Z2R-wIBa-VY/s320/baby%25232.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's right! Baby #2 is on his way. I'm due May 21st and we are really excited. Due to some concerns the doctors had from the first ultrasound, we had to get some genetic testing done the first of this month. All the results came but just fine but since they looked at the chromosomes we were able to find out the gender a lot earlier then normal. We are very excited to be having another little baby boy. Hank and him will be such great friends. &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/7333647185965398257-8177719521635283453?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/8177719521635283453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=8177719521635283453' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/8177719521635283453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/8177719521635283453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/11/hank-has-secret.html' title='Hank has a Secret!!!'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FTx2lIlBEa0/TtPpkTnmLDI/AAAAAAAABRk/OUM2xU6o6KI/s72-c/DSC_0987.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-4060459332854995509</id><published>2011-07-30T19:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T19:06:12.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ranch Dressing anyone?</title><content type='html'>Hank had chicken nuggets and fries today for lunch. We usually just give them to him plain but he saw me using ranch dressing and wanted to try it. He was hooked after his first bite. He actually ended up at one point trying to drink it from the container. There is no turning back now, Hank is a ranch lover for life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xxkzUXxLBLs/TjS38hv4wHI/AAAAAAAABQU/t80t_90z6ug/s1600/DSC_0832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635331284226588786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xxkzUXxLBLs/TjS38hv4wHI/AAAAAAAABQU/t80t_90z6ug/s320/DSC_0832.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OsHSqCPxgho/TjS30nqhbAI/AAAAAAAABQM/5zWnRoZTGTk/s1600/DSC_0834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635331148375747586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OsHSqCPxgho/TjS30nqhbAI/AAAAAAAABQM/5zWnRoZTGTk/s320/DSC_0834.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tu-WmfLgGQY/TjS3ocWeXDI/AAAAAAAABQE/ViHIWnKdedQ/s1600/DSC_0839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635330939180440626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tu-WmfLgGQY/TjS3ocWeXDI/AAAAAAAABQE/ViHIWnKdedQ/s320/DSC_0839.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iJfqgaSrwYA/TjS3gjWeurI/AAAAAAAABP8/_4nDqniPP0o/s1600/DSC_0842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635330803620559538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iJfqgaSrwYA/TjS3gjWeurI/AAAAAAAABP8/_4nDqniPP0o/s320/DSC_0842.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-4060459332854995509?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/4060459332854995509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=4060459332854995509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/4060459332854995509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/4060459332854995509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/07/ranch-dressing-anyone.html' title='Ranch Dressing anyone?'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xxkzUXxLBLs/TjS38hv4wHI/AAAAAAAABQU/t80t_90z6ug/s72-c/DSC_0832.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-2797320422019158863</id><published>2011-07-30T18:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T19:00:41.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tyson's White Coat Ceremony</title><content type='html'>Tyson had his White Coat Ceremony on July 15th. The white coat is suppose to symbolize entering into the clinical part of dental school. Tyson said, "That doesn't make sense I still can't work on patients." Haha that made me laugh. The second years are only able to do cleanings and x-rays. Sorry the indoor pictures came out blurry, not sure why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635328532844145154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x4LYFY-dqbA/TjS1cYDMagI/AAAAAAAABP0/voRFdWcY-P8/s320/DSC_0783.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Getting the white coat put on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6iwkgt1FMDo/TjS1SghmAgI/AAAAAAAABPs/b-XITHSWo_o/s1600/DSC_0786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635328363320443394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6iwkgt1FMDo/TjS1SghmAgI/AAAAAAAABPs/b-XITHSWo_o/s320/DSC_0786.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tyson with his "Bridge Group" leader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ftA8QImiUUY/TjS1GCFKkaI/AAAAAAAABPk/J0pvPaSPkb4/s1600/DSC_0788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635328148989710754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ftA8QImiUUY/TjS1GCFKkaI/AAAAAAAABPk/J0pvPaSPkb4/s320/DSC_0788.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tyson with the Dean of the dental school. (There has only been 8 deans since the school opened in the 1890's) The Dean even complimented Tyson on his tie because it was lavender, the color of Dentistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v9xWR3VfCMA/TjS07TCoVwI/AAAAAAAABPc/fAmJzFJCrdY/s1600/DSC_0806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635327964563920642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v9xWR3VfCMA/TjS07TCoVwI/AAAAAAAABPc/fAmJzFJCrdY/s320/DSC_0806.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank and Tyson after the ceremony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oV7xpl9g7yg/TjS00Z8mgrI/AAAAAAAABPU/lT4XddfIz0k/s1600/DSC_0807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635327846158598834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oV7xpl9g7yg/TjS00Z8mgrI/AAAAAAAABPU/lT4XddfIz0k/s320/DSC_0807.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my two wonderful boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--dvnwiQSVHc/TjS0txp0YVI/AAAAAAAABPM/SAR2w7NGvbY/s1600/DSC_0808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635327732263182674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--dvnwiQSVHc/TjS0txp0YVI/AAAAAAAABPM/SAR2w7NGvbY/s320/DSC_0808.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tyson and I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so proud of Tyson and all of his hard work in dental school, he is going to be a great dentist someday. Only three more years to go. &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/7333647185965398257-2797320422019158863?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/2797320422019158863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=2797320422019158863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/2797320422019158863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/2797320422019158863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/07/tyson-white-coat-ceremony.html' title='Tyson&apos;s White Coat Ceremony'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x4LYFY-dqbA/TjS1cYDMagI/AAAAAAAABP0/voRFdWcY-P8/s72-c/DSC_0783.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-3871773360918944758</id><published>2011-07-30T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T18:48:52.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Misc pics of Hank</title><content type='html'>Just a few random pics of Hank that I love but have no other post to be apart of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day Hank found this little teddy bear and packed him all over. I thought it was super cute the way he just snuggled and loved that little bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YzGLJ5A626w/TjSxznXh-oI/AAAAAAAABO8/AshSVFZN7QI/s1600/DSC_0741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635324534046456450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YzGLJ5A626w/TjSxznXh-oI/AAAAAAAABO8/AshSVFZN7QI/s320/DSC_0741.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8wJms9w1U24/TjSxtuD6uGI/AAAAAAAABO0/UcnQBvG9uzg/s1600/DSC_0745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635324432764024930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8wJms9w1U24/TjSxtuD6uGI/AAAAAAAABO0/UcnQBvG9uzg/s320/DSC_0745.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HUGS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cLKM5T_wLw4/TjSxixF1tFI/AAAAAAAABOs/BqHLVtu2Zu4/s1600/DSC_0746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635324244598830162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cLKM5T_wLw4/TjSxixF1tFI/AAAAAAAABOs/BqHLVtu2Zu4/s320/DSC_0746.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; KISSES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One morning after breakfast the phone rang. During the few short minutes I was on the phone Hank managed to climb onto the table and dump the syrup EVERYWHERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ieeCFlYaKJw/TjSxTRgjl-I/AAAAAAAABOc/lEuZxtURB5Q/s1600/DSC_0751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635323978422917090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ieeCFlYaKJw/TjSxTRgjl-I/AAAAAAAABOc/lEuZxtURB5Q/s320/DSC_0751.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look how mischevous he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xJKhBXYVTNU/TjSxLAzQHNI/AAAAAAAABOU/0JTQyKrq9ms/s1600/DSC_0752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635323836498975954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xJKhBXYVTNU/TjSxLAzQHNI/AAAAAAAABOU/0JTQyKrq9ms/s320/DSC_0752.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This doesn't look half as bad as it was. There was syrup on everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IOWbaGZBqqk/TjSw_IQzZMI/AAAAAAAABOM/RCg6C2VsPRs/s1600/DSC_0754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635323632343540930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IOWbaGZBqqk/TjSw_IQzZMI/AAAAAAAABOM/RCg6C2VsPRs/s320/DSC_0754.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank loves corn on the cob and does a pretty good job at getting most of the corn off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZvWJhWk4h3Q/TjSwzsyYFaI/AAAAAAAABOE/MPc3GCMTZz4/s1600/DSC_0759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635323435989603746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZvWJhWk4h3Q/TjSwzsyYFaI/AAAAAAAABOE/MPc3GCMTZz4/s320/DSC_0759.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank found this shirt of mine on the floor and tried to put it on. He was struggling so I helped him out a little. Then he walked around the house with it on for about 15 minutes. (Can we say future blackmail material) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635326516262854066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7MyQ9M4Gbn4/TjSzm_sv3bI/AAAAAAAABPE/mTlkKSXk_Rk/s320/DSC_0829.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I went to get Hank out of the crib the other day and this is want I found. I guess he got to hot and needed to cool down.&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/7333647185965398257-3871773360918944758?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/3871773360918944758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=3871773360918944758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/3871773360918944758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/3871773360918944758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/07/misc-pics-of-hank.html' title='Misc pics of Hank'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YzGLJ5A626w/TjSxznXh-oI/AAAAAAAABO8/AshSVFZN7QI/s72-c/DSC_0741.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-2452942597421792683</id><published>2011-07-30T17:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T18:27:26.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June at a glance.</title><content type='html'>Hank and I had the chance to visit Idaho for about 4 weeks (basically the whole month of June). It was great. We got to spend some really good time with our families. Tyson joined us after he was done with school and he was there for almost 2 weeks. When I got home I took a look at the pictures taken during the vacation and there was over 300 pictures. I was a little overwhelmed when it came to blogging them, hence the month's time that has gone by. I decided to do just one big overview of pictures and a few captions, so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b7Q3mks7Tck/TjSsB_NNihI/AAAAAAAABN8/n2cDHtRSsmk/s1600/DSC_0464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635318183894026770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b7Q3mks7Tck/TjSsB_NNihI/AAAAAAAABN8/n2cDHtRSsmk/s320/DSC_0464.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank LOVED having a big backyard to play in whenever he wanted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-smGeb_H2mO4/TjSr4d8d4HI/AAAAAAAABN0/t1BeSmNISsw/s1600/DSC_0469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635318020346601586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-smGeb_H2mO4/TjSr4d8d4HI/AAAAAAAABN0/t1BeSmNISsw/s320/DSC_0469.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank just relaxing in his Cars chair while the rest of us played &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wiffle&lt;/span&gt; ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FuVjiKRSVV0/TjSrv7-WgaI/AAAAAAAABNs/VaiR55zubCY/s1600/DSC_0475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635317873788748194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FuVjiKRSVV0/TjSrv7-WgaI/AAAAAAAABNs/VaiR55zubCY/s320/DSC_0475.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank really clung to Jason while Tyson was gone. They became best friends fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e36rEyb6sIM/TjSrivYbUxI/AAAAAAAABNk/WDXX_xoSOEM/s1600/DSC_0481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635317647070155538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e36rEyb6sIM/TjSrivYbUxI/AAAAAAAABNk/WDXX_xoSOEM/s320/DSC_0481.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank and Sarah had so much fun together. They were inseparable from the moment they both woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yJfGvr6hlZU/TjSrYhLUpOI/AAAAAAAABNc/bCWflWuD_e4/s1600/DSC_0514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635317471458403554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yJfGvr6hlZU/TjSrYhLUpOI/AAAAAAAABNc/bCWflWuD_e4/s320/DSC_0514.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank thought that the coolest place to sit was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Teko's&lt;/span&gt; bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UXoDSHxP-fM/TjSrRKbPA7I/AAAAAAAABNU/A5Bl8hFioCw/s1600/DSC_0517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635317345092043698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UXoDSHxP-fM/TjSrRKbPA7I/AAAAAAAABNU/A5Bl8hFioCw/s320/DSC_0517.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And what's a visit to Grandma's house without Mickey and Minnie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QN4ZZZfjE74/TjSrI6YNx6I/AAAAAAAABNM/82o49D0gdz8/s1600/DSC_0520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635317203345459106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QN4ZZZfjE74/TjSrI6YNx6I/AAAAAAAABNM/82o49D0gdz8/s320/DSC_0520.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank couldn't visit Grandma's house without leaving his mark. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Makell's&lt;/span&gt; bathroom got the most of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-usd7CqrqF3Y/TjSq-lwnakI/AAAAAAAABNE/3NCqesAbmDA/s1600/DSC_0645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635317026011966018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-usd7CqrqF3Y/TjSq-lwnakI/AAAAAAAABNE/3NCqesAbmDA/s320/DSC_0645.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank loved having a puppy to play with and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Teko&lt;/span&gt; thought it was fun too, for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DNr84MhwMnw/TjSq1j7EbZI/AAAAAAAABM8/DbMGcdqPDpM/s1600/DSC_0647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635316870900116882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DNr84MhwMnw/TjSq1j7EbZI/AAAAAAAABM8/DbMGcdqPDpM/s320/DSC_0647.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were many "tub times" at Grandma's with lots of bubbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GgvaO5zzb0Y/TjSqtSPhRrI/AAAAAAAABM0/SZzJ56rfSC0/s1600/DSC_0654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635316728715101874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GgvaO5zzb0Y/TjSqtSPhRrI/AAAAAAAABM0/SZzJ56rfSC0/s320/DSC_0654.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One morning we heard Sarah grunting in the other room and this is what we found. She had put herself in the car seat but couldn't get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cr5r7t2hSO0/TjSqlNOyPnI/AAAAAAAABMs/MwnU65D53HE/s1600/DSC_0649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635316589930888818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cr5r7t2hSO0/TjSqlNOyPnI/AAAAAAAABMs/MwnU65D53HE/s320/DSC_0649.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls really enjoyed this slip and slide. Sarah just liked to drink out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6f1XLaJ9Xm0/TjSqdT_5CUI/AAAAAAAABMk/r5r1rs-7xM8/s1600/DSC_0651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635316454308514114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6f1XLaJ9Xm0/TjSqdT_5CUI/AAAAAAAABMk/r5r1rs-7xM8/s320/DSC_0651.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryan &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;preferred&lt;/span&gt; the little pool and water guns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cyePwc1OjkM/TjSqVqiotHI/AAAAAAAABMc/HrnxT49KDr4/s1600/DSC_0658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635316322920871026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cyePwc1OjkM/TjSqVqiotHI/AAAAAAAABMc/HrnxT49KDr4/s320/DSC_0658.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank even got to enjoy the slip and slide with the help of his Aunt Carina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dsamT1nCxPU/TjSqGfik6MI/AAAAAAAABMU/_seJJTfD3rE/s1600/DSC_0671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635316062269794498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dsamT1nCxPU/TjSqGfik6MI/AAAAAAAABMU/_seJJTfD3rE/s320/DSC_0671.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank opened the drawer under the stove and climbed in. Daisy and Sarah thought it would be fun to join in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x0ggdHeVvO4/TjSp_NOFNmI/AAAAAAAABMM/mWqC_6IOuNc/s1600/DSC_0675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635315937092908642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x0ggdHeVvO4/TjSp_NOFNmI/AAAAAAAABMM/mWqC_6IOuNc/s320/DSC_0675.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tyson joined Josh and his kids for a mini fishing trip at their neighbors house. Sarah is getting a little help from Lindsay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TQCvtwFDppg/TjSpzeY_oAI/AAAAAAAABME/YCYp3xYgEW4/s1600/DSC_0679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635315735543652354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TQCvtwFDppg/TjSpzeY_oAI/AAAAAAAABME/YCYp3xYgEW4/s320/DSC_0679.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jill caught a big one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SJiZSQ4Fh90/TjSpqj4JOYI/AAAAAAAABL8/6_ELum8WpeU/s1600/DSC_0681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635315582397659522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SJiZSQ4Fh90/TjSpqj4JOYI/AAAAAAAABL8/6_ELum8WpeU/s320/DSC_0681.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Roy removing the hook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yJx-0k-s2VE/TjSpiBdgSEI/AAAAAAAABL0/52o7OZ7qJyQ/s1600/DSC_0694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635315435720165442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yJx-0k-s2VE/TjSpiBdgSEI/AAAAAAAABL0/52o7OZ7qJyQ/s320/DSC_0694.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank dumping water out onto the bricks at Grandma's house. He's not use to a cup that he could spill the water out of. He thought it was great fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NxwgdX8Dr7I/TjSpZ9-GAOI/AAAAAAAABLs/umstz66SvyA/s1600/DSC_0722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635315297344159970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NxwgdX8Dr7I/TjSpZ9-GAOI/AAAAAAAABLs/umstz66SvyA/s320/DSC_0722.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma made the mistake of giving Hank a ride in the wheel-barrow. She ended up pushing him around for a very long time, but he had the time of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-2452942597421792683?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/2452942597421792683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=2452942597421792683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/2452942597421792683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/2452942597421792683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/07/june-at-glance.html' title='June at a glance.'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b7Q3mks7Tck/TjSsB_NNihI/AAAAAAAABN8/n2cDHtRSsmk/s72-c/DSC_0464.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-4432868403255990078</id><published>2011-07-30T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T17:56:57.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>We were able to be home in Idaho with family for the 4th of July. It was great day full of family, friends, and fun. We went to the parade in the morning. Afterward we went to Josh and Lindsay's house for a very yummy BBQ and some fun in the pool. Then we went to my mom's house for another yummy BBQ and some fun games of water balloon volleyball and some fireworks. It was a very busy day but totally worth it. For some reason I only got pics at the parade though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KKeznhZyPZw/TjSlynhHmVI/AAAAAAAABLk/BGtN25RBnp4/s1600/DSC_0721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635311322767268178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KKeznhZyPZw/TjSlynhHmVI/AAAAAAAABLk/BGtN25RBnp4/s320/DSC_0721.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank dancing with Jill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4JSaHArWm3g/TjSlrUnxqAI/AAAAAAAABLc/416z0b--3ZY/s1600/DSC_0718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635311197435832322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4JSaHArWm3g/TjSlrUnxqAI/AAAAAAAABLc/416z0b--3ZY/s320/DSC_0718.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank loved the Ray's Chevron dancers. He danced right along with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uEfToDKshZQ/TjSlSnLaByI/AAAAAAAABLU/OuJ5-kxVApE/s1600/DSC_0713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635310772920387362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uEfToDKshZQ/TjSlSnLaByI/AAAAAAAABLU/OuJ5-kxVApE/s320/DSC_0713.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank totally loved the parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0r1xB5O9qFA/TjSlKIhBRTI/AAAAAAAABLM/xAx3vQJbifY/s1600/DSC_0705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635310627250586930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0r1xB5O9qFA/TjSlKIhBRTI/AAAAAAAABLM/xAx3vQJbifY/s320/DSC_0705.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ryan kept giving Hank the cutest little hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LafOOxq4tus/TjSlCr-CiOI/AAAAAAAABLE/PVNLETnxNqo/s1600/DSC_0699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635310499328592098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LafOOxq4tus/TjSlCr-CiOI/AAAAAAAABLE/PVNLETnxNqo/s320/DSC_0699.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank started to get sleepy and just wanted to sit down next to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-4432868403255990078?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/4432868403255990078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=4432868403255990078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/4432868403255990078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/4432868403255990078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KKeznhZyPZw/TjSlynhHmVI/AAAAAAAABLk/BGtN25RBnp4/s72-c/DSC_0721.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-4371968855804525186</id><published>2011-07-30T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T17:27:10.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tautphaus Zoo</title><content type='html'>While Hank and I were visiting Idaho we were able to join all of my sisters and mom at the zoo. It was a very warm, sunny day and the kids had tons of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7_rJPpOXZCU/TjSWtxENTZI/AAAAAAAABK8/FeZ_akakGYE/s1600/DSC_0534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635294746756599186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7_rJPpOXZCU/TjSWtxENTZI/AAAAAAAABK8/FeZ_akakGYE/s320/DSC_0534.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank ready the day at the zoo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The classic pictures on the lion statue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sSuhZvyLnl8/TjSWdL4dJNI/AAAAAAAABK0/XmejV6pkU5k/s1600/DSC_0546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635294461897286866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sSuhZvyLnl8/TjSWdL4dJNI/AAAAAAAABK0/XmejV6pkU5k/s320/DSC_0546.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chelsey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BWIveKDKVWk/TjSWPV1MRLI/AAAAAAAABKs/o8aSZbnS0cw/s1600/DSC_0548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635294224049783986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BWIveKDKVWk/TjSWPV1MRLI/AAAAAAAABKs/o8aSZbnS0cw/s320/DSC_0548.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daisy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tkcqeouYZIQ/TjSWFFIQAxI/AAAAAAAABKk/BfP7tu9FNH4/s1600/DSC_0549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635294047767626514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tkcqeouYZIQ/TjSWFFIQAxI/AAAAAAAABKk/BfP7tu9FNH4/s320/DSC_0549.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u2Wlvq8ZzJs/TjSV1uyy1KI/AAAAAAAABKc/OMhRM3ZvuVo/s1600/DSC_0552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635293784074015906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u2Wlvq8ZzJs/TjSV1uyy1KI/AAAAAAAABKc/OMhRM3ZvuVo/s320/DSC_0552.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bbAJI3ZhZKo/TjSVqgbwU2I/AAAAAAAABKU/8Wyc2BOTZ1I/s1600/DSC_0551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635293591240725346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bbAJI3ZhZKo/TjSVqgbwU2I/AAAAAAAABKU/8Wyc2BOTZ1I/s320/DSC_0551.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sarah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cBSwzF7_95c/TjSVgUG_0OI/AAAAAAAABKM/2j06av6yr1A/s1600/DSC_0543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635293416133742818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cBSwzF7_95c/TjSVgUG_0OI/AAAAAAAABKM/2j06av6yr1A/s320/DSC_0543.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Zoo we went to the little Fun Park next door and had a picnic then let the kids ride a few rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MOLh7j_s5iA/TjSVU00dSxI/AAAAAAAABKE/hAU3SjUTcw4/s1600/DSC_0570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635293218755922706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MOLh7j_s5iA/TjSVU00dSxI/AAAAAAAABKE/hAU3SjUTcw4/s320/DSC_0570.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emily was sitting on the bench and was "zoning out" a little while holding her watermelon. Hank walked right over and took a bite out of her watermelon. The girls thought it was pretty funny so then they went about feeding Hank watermelon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BVIy4cHeHZo/TjSVKW1s5FI/AAAAAAAABJ8/iWfl54MBYnA/s1600/DSC_0580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635293038909383762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BVIy4cHeHZo/TjSVKW1s5FI/AAAAAAAABJ8/iWfl54MBYnA/s320/DSC_0580.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Makell&lt;/span&gt; wanted to take Hank on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Ferris&lt;/span&gt; wheel and Ryan was the only one that would join her. They had a great time. Ryan thought he was pretty cool because he was so tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kQZg-Ow7hPs/TjSU-d5M7SI/AAAAAAAABJ0/dATChd0YWqQ/s1600/DSC_0583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635292834644684066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kQZg-Ow7hPs/TjSU-d5M7SI/AAAAAAAABJ0/dATChd0YWqQ/s320/DSC_0583.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chelsey and Daisy riding the airplanes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Smdx_9OPmCc/TjSUwxlRUhI/AAAAAAAABJs/7xVOLxvc4CY/s1600/DSC_0584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635292599411626514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Smdx_9OPmCc/TjSUwxlRUhI/AAAAAAAABJs/7xVOLxvc4CY/s320/DSC_0584.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sarah and Emily riding the airplanes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4lbDUVMLnow/TjSUo9vpPyI/AAAAAAAABJk/NhfILoduJJc/s1600/DSC_0585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635292465237409570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4lbDUVMLnow/TjSUo9vpPyI/AAAAAAAABJk/NhfILoduJJc/s320/DSC_0585.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryan riding by himself because Hank wasn't big enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XoYCIecZPGY/TjSUd2fxJUI/AAAAAAAABJc/nyEyeCbvJvU/s1600/DSC_0590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635292274313209154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XoYCIecZPGY/TjSUd2fxJUI/AAAAAAAABJc/nyEyeCbvJvU/s320/DSC_0590.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chelsey helping Hank ride the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-knbXirRFT8w/TjSTj4zMsQI/AAAAAAAABJU/QbTFP4rxT_w/s1600/DSC_0595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635291278499164418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-knbXirRFT8w/TjSTj4zMsQI/AAAAAAAABJU/QbTFP4rxT_w/s320/DSC_0595.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sarah, Carina, Hank and I on the merry-go-round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b5ZnF71AUAA/TjSTTm6CGvI/AAAAAAAABJM/U3XO6b-yxxE/s1600/DSC_0598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635290998818085618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b5ZnF71AUAA/TjSTTm6CGvI/AAAAAAAABJM/U3XO6b-yxxE/s320/DSC_0598.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amy, Ryan and Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kyv1_XYgXQU/TjSTKK8QEVI/AAAAAAAABJE/shlBjqDVIXg/s1600/DSC_0609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635290836692373842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kyv1_XYgXQU/TjSTKK8QEVI/AAAAAAAABJE/shlBjqDVIXg/s320/DSC_0609.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chelsey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2jFKOcoCfNA/TjSS-2M7PbI/AAAAAAAABI8/j4PmIq8Ce2o/s1600/DSC_0610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635290642146606514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2jFKOcoCfNA/TjSS-2M7PbI/AAAAAAAABI8/j4PmIq8Ce2o/s320/DSC_0610.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-4371968855804525186?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/4371968855804525186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=4371968855804525186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/4371968855804525186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/4371968855804525186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/07/tautphaus-zoo.html' title='Tautphaus Zoo'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7_rJPpOXZCU/TjSWtxENTZI/AAAAAAAABK8/FeZ_akakGYE/s72-c/DSC_0534.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-356003144842044891</id><published>2011-07-30T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T16:22:37.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teton Dam Marathon</title><content type='html'>While I was home in June I was able to run a 10K with my brother and sister. It was a little bit harder then I hoped for but we all finished with good times and no injuries. It really does feel good to have finished a race. Who knew that we would all become runners?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CKPKU3Fj84M/TjSRCfQDv4I/AAAAAAAABI0/p_trJXegRaA/s1600/10k%2Bpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635288505681952642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CKPKU3Fj84M/TjSRCfQDv4I/AAAAAAAABI0/p_trJXegRaA/s320/10k%2Bpic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason, Carina and I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j5vNuBgxys8/TjSQ9yH8oBI/AAAAAAAABIs/mathg2m6Xss/s1600/DSC_0483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635288424848859154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j5vNuBgxys8/TjSQ9yH8oBI/AAAAAAAABIs/mathg2m6Xss/s320/DSC_0483.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jason coming up to the finish line. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wTYaLWVqCdc/TjSQ1pqEalI/AAAAAAAABIk/TDgXn0fVhss/s1600/DSC_0489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635288285137103442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wTYaLWVqCdc/TjSQ1pqEalI/AAAAAAAABIk/TDgXn0fVhss/s320/DSC_0489.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carina coming up to the finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wbn9UlJs-Xw/TjSQtP1YYjI/AAAAAAAABIc/y3v4YM8oeVg/s1600/DSC_0495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635288140766274098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wbn9UlJs-Xw/TjSQtP1YYjI/AAAAAAAABIc/y3v4YM8oeVg/s320/DSC_0495.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jason and Carina came and ran the home stretch with me. I was totally grateful, I think that last .2 was the longest part of the race. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-356003144842044891?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/356003144842044891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=356003144842044891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/356003144842044891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/356003144842044891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/07/teton-dam-marathon.html' title='Teton Dam Marathon'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CKPKU3Fj84M/TjSRCfQDv4I/AAAAAAAABI0/p_trJXegRaA/s72-c/10k%2Bpic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-3224180821962741272</id><published>2011-07-30T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T16:12:08.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping at the Beach</title><content type='html'>The beginning of June we went camping by the beach with some of our dental school friends. We had a total blast. One couple we went with has a little boy just 10 days older than Hank so the little boys were able to entertain each other. Hank loved the beach all the sand and water anyone could ask for. Instead of being scared of the waves coming toward him he ran head first into the ocean. We definitely have a little adventurer on our hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JJ-66BWJYVk/TjSJXrF5CsI/AAAAAAAABIU/-VDDF5ZJLvQ/s1600/DSC_0389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635280073544764098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JJ-66BWJYVk/TjSJXrF5CsI/AAAAAAAABIU/-VDDF5ZJLvQ/s320/DSC_0389.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Wkf7YUL11Q/TjSJJE6CqjI/AAAAAAAABIM/i21gUy-dweQ/s1600/DSC_0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635279822776347186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Wkf7YUL11Q/TjSJJE6CqjI/AAAAAAAABIM/i21gUy-dweQ/s320/DSC_0398.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ERkKXgw9gec/TjSI9z5FuzI/AAAAAAAABIE/YJTDZtcx8g8/s1600/DSC_0406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635279629230390066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ERkKXgw9gec/TjSI9z5FuzI/AAAAAAAABIE/YJTDZtcx8g8/s320/DSC_0406.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vdZq8zSIqks/TjSItXUXLKI/AAAAAAAABH8/10UWjeBtdNI/s1600/DSC_0409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635279346682244258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vdZq8zSIqks/TjSItXUXLKI/AAAAAAAABH8/10UWjeBtdNI/s320/DSC_0409.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank and his friend James. They both just wanted to play in the campfire so we tossed them in the back of the truck (an impromptu playpen) and they loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lQ_MIX_dPgw/TjSIhdng_9I/AAAAAAAABH0/X_c7zZmQtto/s1600/DSC_0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635279142214762450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lQ_MIX_dPgw/TjSIhdng_9I/AAAAAAAABH0/X_c7zZmQtto/s320/DSC_0418.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank and James playing after breakfast while we packed up camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cdqKMWCb8EM/TjSIS4PDgeI/AAAAAAAABHs/z9VsPYpraNA/s1600/DSC_0423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635278891661885922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cdqKMWCb8EM/TjSIS4PDgeI/AAAAAAAABHs/z9VsPYpraNA/s320/DSC_0423.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank was so tired he fell asleep while playing the the holes in his sandals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Over all the camping was a hit. We had such a great time with our friends and really enjoyed getting outdoors again. We will definitely be going back. &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/7333647185965398257-3224180821962741272?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/3224180821962741272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=3224180821962741272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/3224180821962741272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/3224180821962741272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/07/camping-at-beach.html' title='Camping at the Beach'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JJ-66BWJYVk/TjSJXrF5CsI/AAAAAAAABIU/-VDDF5ZJLvQ/s72-c/DSC_0389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-1244108386471277073</id><published>2011-05-29T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T18:14:56.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A very Handsome Hank!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we went shopping and found Hank this very cute suit and some new shoes. I thought that he was very cute! My handsome little man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jqyNdN52-SE/TeLvCh6W59I/AAAAAAAABHY/3fff_12YJhQ/s1600/DSC_0381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612310912398976978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jqyNdN52-SE/TeLvCh6W59I/AAAAAAAABHY/3fff_12YJhQ/s320/DSC_0381.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J3iY5GMG7cU/TeLu5ktfE9I/AAAAAAAABHQ/WXWpPxZpb0I/s1600/DSC_0382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612310758531470290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J3iY5GMG7cU/TeLu5ktfE9I/AAAAAAAABHQ/WXWpPxZpb0I/s320/DSC_0382.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so hard to get a good picture of Hank. He is always on the move! (Hence the walking photos.)&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/7333647185965398257-1244108386471277073?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/1244108386471277073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=1244108386471277073' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/1244108386471277073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/1244108386471277073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/05/very-handsome-hank.html' title='A very Handsome Hank!'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jqyNdN52-SE/TeLvCh6W59I/AAAAAAAABHY/3fff_12YJhQ/s72-c/DSC_0381.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-4603634617665736393</id><published>2011-05-29T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T18:10:51.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeding the Geese!</title><content type='html'>A couple weeks ago we had some really nice weather and Tyson was home from school early so we went to the river to feed the ducks. When we got to the river there wasn't any ducks just some very anxious geese. They saw us coming and swam over very quickly. They ate a whole loaf of bread rather quickly but we still had a blast. We can some bread to Hank and told him to feed it to the geese and he looked at us and very slyly put the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;piece&lt;/span&gt; of bread in his own mouth. We'll have to work on sharing with the geese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VyN7xU3rSHI/TeLtHot9HKI/AAAAAAAABHI/_vCyksCE-Io/s1600/DSC_0348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612308801102093474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VyN7xU3rSHI/TeLtHot9HKI/AAAAAAAABHI/_vCyksCE-Io/s320/DSC_0348.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7rq8g8ZEtM/TeLs-1uWDXI/AAAAAAAABHA/63AdZFCcLFw/s1600/DSC_0352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612308649974566258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7rq8g8ZEtM/TeLs-1uWDXI/AAAAAAAABHA/63AdZFCcLFw/s320/DSC_0352.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NeW4nVMR11k/TeLs2finqJI/AAAAAAAABG4/6IMeAPL6_Wc/s1600/DSC_0353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612308506580854930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NeW4nVMR11k/TeLs2finqJI/AAAAAAAABG4/6IMeAPL6_Wc/s320/DSC_0353.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612308277368032754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gOC3FDMwrF4/TeLspJqBjfI/AAAAAAAABGw/gKPaPREQKuk/s320/DSC_0357.JPG" /&gt;After feeding the geese we played around and soaked up some sun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dG5bUkQ3d0A/TeLsK_PWgWI/AAAAAAAABGo/saCXaA_EMGk/s1600/DSC_0368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612307759175729506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dG5bUkQ3d0A/TeLsK_PWgWI/AAAAAAAABGo/saCXaA_EMGk/s320/DSC_0368.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On our way back to the car Hank saw this puddle of water and quickly ran into before we could stop him. Tyson was there just in time to stop him from sitting down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A95lQvSxioE/TeLsBd1VFlI/AAAAAAAABGg/XvAakzrFrSA/s1600/DSC_0371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612307595589391954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A95lQvSxioE/TeLsBd1VFlI/AAAAAAAABGg/XvAakzrFrSA/s320/DSC_0371.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7333647185965398257-4603634617665736393?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/4603634617665736393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=4603634617665736393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/4603634617665736393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/4603634617665736393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/05/feeding-geese.html' title='Feeding the Geese!'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VyN7xU3rSHI/TeLtHot9HKI/AAAAAAAABHI/_vCyksCE-Io/s72-c/DSC_0348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-478291552847675430</id><published>2011-05-29T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T17:57:54.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hank's first fishing pole!</title><content type='html'>Tyson is starting Hank out young! Hank is only 1 but apparently that is old enough to own a fishing pole. A new store opened up a couple months ago not far from our house called Fisherman's. They were having their Grand Opening Sale and had give-aways every morning to the first 100 people. One of the days it was a free fishing pole and tackle box to the first 100 kids under 12. So naturally we just had to be there and we waited in line for an hour and a half just so Hank could get a free fishing pole. I have to say that Hank was pretty excited about, but not as excited as Tyson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jBRpRIbEBSA/TeLpsItGThI/AAAAAAAABGY/0mqOi7cKxX4/s1600/DSC_0335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612305030117215762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jBRpRIbEBSA/TeLpsItGThI/AAAAAAAABGY/0mqOi7cKxX4/s320/DSC_0335.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGzlmjprLKs/TeLpYg6cbxI/AAAAAAAABGQ/p6M_tis7e9A/s1600/DSC_0337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612304693018259218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGzlmjprLKs/TeLpYg6cbxI/AAAAAAAABGQ/p6M_tis7e9A/s320/DSC_0337.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rdtYHAjy-8A/TeLpOo_b0QI/AAAAAAAABGI/gopTzGUxX8k/s1600/DSC_0338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612304523387982082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rdtYHAjy-8A/TeLpOo_b0QI/AAAAAAAABGI/gopTzGUxX8k/s320/DSC_0338.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't get a good picture of Hank's shirt but it has a fish on it and says "Gone Fishing"&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/7333647185965398257-478291552847675430?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/478291552847675430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=478291552847675430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/478291552847675430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/478291552847675430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/05/hanks-first-fishing-pole.html' title='Hank&apos;s first fishing pole!'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jBRpRIbEBSA/TeLpsItGThI/AAAAAAAABGY/0mqOi7cKxX4/s72-c/DSC_0335.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-4358632606788100717</id><published>2011-05-29T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T17:46:38.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pics of Hank</title><content type='html'>These are just a bunch of random pics of Hank that don't really have enough for a full post but they needed to be shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0q0BRb35Vr8/TeLmt9IPrcI/AAAAAAAABGA/x-vmR5LBOBE/s1600/DSC_0374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612301762834705858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0q0BRb35Vr8/TeLmt9IPrcI/AAAAAAAABGA/x-vmR5LBOBE/s320/DSC_0374.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank was hanging outside with Daddy and decided he wanted to play in the dirt. If you look closely, he even has a shovel and was "digging" in the dirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3KIqQUJhOCo/TeLmfGE1CjI/AAAAAAAABF4/ndnJt6r4lGA/s1600/DSC_0345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612301507538258482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3KIqQUJhOCo/TeLmfGE1CjI/AAAAAAAABF4/ndnJt6r4lGA/s320/DSC_0345.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank has this new fascination with necklaces. Anything that even resembles a necklace Hank puts it around his neck. This makes me very nervous because he's not super grand at getting them off and usually gets himself tangled in a mess. Anyway in this pic Hank found some of Tyson's materials for fly-tying (basically like yarn) and decided it was a necklace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gydU1y3RDnU/TeLmTBLe4wI/AAAAAAAABFw/MBGkWiGknUs/s1600/DSC_0343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612301300065559298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gydU1y3RDnU/TeLmTBLe4wI/AAAAAAAABFw/MBGkWiGknUs/s320/DSC_0343.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyson was cutting up peppers for fajitas one night and Hank was "helping" him by sitting on the counter. While Tyson was cutting the peppers Hank leaned over grabbed a quarter and took a big bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BwN1Z5IgEGU/TeLmMI9eC-I/AAAAAAAABFo/T_-C9XgYgqc/s1600/DSC_0341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612301181895183330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BwN1Z5IgEGU/TeLmMI9eC-I/AAAAAAAABFo/T_-C9XgYgqc/s320/DSC_0341.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He totally loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XsV3noXD3bU/TeLl-UAl-QI/AAAAAAAABFg/BJP0q3Vu5a4/s1600/DSC_0334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612300944342907138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XsV3noXD3bU/TeLl-UAl-QI/AAAAAAAABFg/BJP0q3Vu5a4/s320/DSC_0334.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank loves the outside and he loves this little red car. Every time he goes outside he climbs into the car and starts to bounce up and down, which means, "Come on Mom! I'm ready for our walk." I just thought it was really cute that he was siting with his legs crossed in front of him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aNkjwkoyiHs/TeLl3UAVm-I/AAAAAAAABFY/r60Z1CohmPw/s1600/DSC_0331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612300824082750434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aNkjwkoyiHs/TeLl3UAVm-I/AAAAAAAABFY/r60Z1CohmPw/s320/DSC_0331.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank loves to wear Daddy's hat and he's just so cute I couldn't resist taking a picture! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-4358632606788100717?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/4358632606788100717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=4358632606788100717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/4358632606788100717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/4358632606788100717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/05/random-pics-of-hank.html' title='Random Pics of Hank'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0q0BRb35Vr8/TeLmt9IPrcI/AAAAAAAABGA/x-vmR5LBOBE/s72-c/DSC_0374.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-5315999917438745710</id><published>2011-04-27T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T10:10:46.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!!! Hank is 1!!!</title><content type='html'>Since we had a b-day party while my family was here Hank's actual birthday was pretty low-key. Hank opened his present from his dad. Then we had a breakfast of french toast. Tyson had to go to school in the morning but we picked him up for lunch. We were going to have a picnic but the weather was a little bit cold, so we just went out to eat. We then came home and played with dad. It was a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KVeU-R7RarY/TbhFzTgsBmI/AAAAAAAABFQ/HVQ8R2O589A/s1600/DSC_0320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600302884348233314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KVeU-R7RarY/TbhFzTgsBmI/AAAAAAAABFQ/HVQ8R2O589A/s320/DSC_0320.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hank's present from his dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JdPZBEkSHAs/TbhFqdratqI/AAAAAAAABFI/QDMItRBm8Wo/s1600/DSC_0326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600302732458768034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JdPZBEkSHAs/TbhFqdratqI/AAAAAAAABFI/QDMItRBm8Wo/s320/DSC_0326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"You got me a dump truck!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V6LvOy-r_4A/TbhFiS9yAbI/AAAAAAAABFA/fESv6GpLFNA/s1600/DSC_0329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600302592144048562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V6LvOy-r_4A/TbhFiS9yAbI/AAAAAAAABFA/fESv6GpLFNA/s320/DSC_0329.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Thanks dad I love it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-5315999917438745710?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/5315999917438745710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=5315999917438745710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/5315999917438745710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/5315999917438745710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday-hank-is-1.html' title='Happy Birthday!!! Hank is 1!!!'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KVeU-R7RarY/TbhFzTgsBmI/AAAAAAAABFQ/HVQ8R2O589A/s72-c/DSC_0320.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-2153178649653445542</id><published>2011-04-27T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T09:31:26.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Year in a Glance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My little man turned one on Monday. The last year seemed to go by so fast so I decided to have a review of the last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600289640037869650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M7XMZtR9bvs/Tbg5wYnB6FI/AAAAAAAABEw/5Hl8z_a8C40/s320/Hanks%2Bfirst%2Bdays%2B008.JPG" /&gt;Newborn baby Hank. Born Sunday April 25&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; 2010 at 10:02 pm weighing in at 6lbs 14oz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600289492445157490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yYgeMbJ6Xsc/Tbg5nyyL2HI/AAAAAAAABEo/jLC8G5aoP38/s320/Hanks%2Bfirst%2Bdays%2B017.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Just a couple days old getting ready to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600288428878591234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcNkS0cuU3U/Tbg4p4sJ9QI/AAAAAAAABEY/uviLchxMzNk/s320/H26.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;One month pictures taken by Aunt Carina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600287553768239586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xR9ZIv_rRx0/Tbg328plseI/AAAAAAAABEQ/KpLGIP7NffY/s320/DSC_0018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Asleep on the couch at 2 months old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600286316342761090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqDG8LHBXIM/Tbg2u64XVoI/AAAAAAAABEA/2rzyx4tuehk/s320/DSC_0137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hank's blessing day at 2 1/2 months old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600285004143891042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PzrxFLIRxxE/Tbg1iijxkmI/AAAAAAAABD4/7LEh2kp7dCw/s320/DSC_0347.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Camping at 3 months old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600284300077430594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1mGw3nvzeyM/Tbg05jtP90I/AAAAAAAABDw/lkrn732cPxs/s320/DSC_0509.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy as can be in Daddy's chair at 4 months old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600284016931055954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p_x17Y0jehI/Tbg0pE55KVI/AAAAAAAABDo/Kcc5RdQtl6U/s320/DSC_0620.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hanging out with daddy at 5 months old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600283607954630866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p4crGl7SWrI/Tbg0RRWUKNI/AAAAAAAABDg/Pg2MDwMBjj0/s320/DSC_0676.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Halloween! Playing with his carved pumpkin at 6 months old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600283143956797282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vqqolXXw_Vk/Tbgz2Q0nF2I/AAAAAAAABDY/i3wp6zLWoYM/s320/DSC_0771.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Learning to pull himself up and stand at 7 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600282842815227858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cV84twRMyvs/Tbgzku-3Z9I/AAAAAAAABDQ/4lkovc3_wvk/s320/DSC_0826.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Merry Christmas! Opening presents at 8 months old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600281412826851746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2NsV9Z3LrrI/TbgyRf3EaaI/AAAAAAAABDI/suDU5Rwtq2k/s320/DSC_0948.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My little climber at 9 months old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600280775034718514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TLpovIqai3Q/TbgxsX5kyTI/AAAAAAAABDA/2Vr6pilofjg/s320/DSC_1056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Very mischievous at 10 months old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600280188407009506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-brF16ItuubI/TbgxKOioUOI/AAAAAAAABC4/xy-H1C2DR7c/s320/Hankredo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Playing at the park at 11 months old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600291403728403394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rca--omH1AA/Tbg7XC3nu8I/AAAAAAAABE4/cbsY4Ma03OU/s320/DSC_0296.JPG" /&gt; Walking a long at one year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hank's Stats:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Date: Age: Height: Weight: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4/29/2010 4 days 20 in. 61% 6lbs 14oz 18% &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5/12/2010 17 days 22in. 87% 8lbs 5oz 34%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6/25/2010 2 months 24in. 80% 12lbs 8oz 71%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9/1/2010 4 months 26in. 95% 16lbs 1oz 90%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10/29/2010 6 months 27.5in 75% 18lbs 2oz 80%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2/1/2011 9 months 29.5in 90% 20lbs 10oz 55%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4/2/2011 1 year 30.5in 77% 23lbs 8oz 55%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Milestones:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slept though the night: 2 1/2 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smiled: May 28, 2010 1 month&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Found my hands: 2 1/2 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Found my feet: 4 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laughed out loud: 8/18/2010 3 1/2 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clapped my hands: 7 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rolled over stomach to back: 7/15/2010 2 1/2 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rolled over back to stomach: 8/20/2010 3 1/2 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sat up on my own: 5 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crawled: 11/16/2010 6 1/2 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ate solid food: 8/10/2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stood by myself: 2/20/2011 Almost 10 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took my first steps: 3/23/2011 Almost 11 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Danced: 7 months old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First tooth: 1/24/2011&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/7333647185965398257-2153178649653445542?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/2153178649653445542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=2153178649653445542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-5736329140559186527</id><published>2011-04-27T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T07:59:53.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>Easter kind of snuck up on us this year. Since we were busy with everything else going on we forgot about the Easter Bunny and Easter Witch (Norwegian). I was feeling really really bad about this and Tyson told me that Hank wouldn't even know what was going on and he wouldn't remember past that day. We did buy him a cute stuffed &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Lightning&lt;/span&gt; McQueen which he LOVES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mUdYFciXyRw/Tbgrmo91JWI/AAAAAAAABCo/6tpZXH4G2tI/s1600/DSC_0306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600274079466988898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mUdYFciXyRw/Tbgrmo91JWI/AAAAAAAABCo/6tpZXH4G2tI/s320/DSC_0306.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In order to try and salvage the traditions of Easter we decided to dye eggs. If you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; done this with a one year old I highly recommend it. It was a great adventure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_hOSCbyRWKA/TbgrapZcGTI/AAAAAAAABCg/aNG3pTA031I/s1600/DSC_0307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600273873424357682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_hOSCbyRWKA/TbgrapZcGTI/AAAAAAAABCg/aNG3pTA031I/s320/DSC_0307.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank "helping" daddy dye an egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2A8XcEmiOp4/TbgrSjXloJI/AAAAAAAABCY/7rSA-8au7pA/s1600/DSC_0309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600273734367027346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2A8XcEmiOp4/TbgrSjXloJI/AAAAAAAABCY/7rSA-8au7pA/s320/DSC_0309.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Checking out his egg. He was squeezing them so hard I was afraid he was going to break the shell and then we'd have egg &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;smooched&lt;/span&gt; all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IhKgd8ez_6M/TbgrKgdTDtI/AAAAAAAABCQ/1xPwKp7_iF0/s1600/DSC_0313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600273596146716370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IhKgd8ez_6M/TbgrKgdTDtI/AAAAAAAABCQ/1xPwKp7_iF0/s320/DSC_0313.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All Hank wanted to do was eat the eggs and drink the dye. He was so mad that we wouldn't let him drink the dye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kiEmy6UIHLQ/Tbgq9qSEQmI/AAAAAAAABCI/ztFZilXwmD0/s1600/DSC_0314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600273375445664354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kiEmy6UIHLQ/Tbgq9qSEQmI/AAAAAAAABCI/ztFZilXwmD0/s320/DSC_0314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dipping his egg in the yellow dye. He's fingers were a mixture of many different colors by the end of the experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EwUtXtzS6Ms/TbgqzLvENxI/AAAAAAAABCA/W_80C8dWHJM/s1600/DSC_0317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600273195447105298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EwUtXtzS6Ms/TbgqzLvENxI/AAAAAAAABCA/W_80C8dWHJM/s320/DSC_0317.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our final product. I realized you can't be very creative when you are dyeing eggs with small children. It's more of a "get in and get out" experience. Just trying to get done before to much damage has happened. It was great fun though and it made me feel a little bit better about Hank's first Easter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-5736329140559186527?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/5736329140559186527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=5736329140559186527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/5736329140559186527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/5736329140559186527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mUdYFciXyRw/Tbgrmo91JWI/AAAAAAAABCo/6tpZXH4G2tI/s72-c/DSC_0306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-5395018361829283745</id><published>2011-04-27T07:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T07:27:38.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Foothills Park</title><content type='html'>We had fabulous weather last week so we of course took full advantage. Last Saturday Tyson wasn't super busy with school work so we went to Foothills Park, right on the river. It's really pretty and Tyson can think about fishing spots. Hank had a blast just walking around and eating wood chips (trying to anyway). It was a great Saturday and we are so glad that we got to spend some time with daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F2H-5tsqMG0/TbgmPoVZZyI/AAAAAAAABB4/j8ofPrM_r6Q/s1600/DSC_0297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600268186602268450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F2H-5tsqMG0/TbgmPoVZZyI/AAAAAAAABB4/j8ofPrM_r6Q/s320/DSC_0297.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eating wood chips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nd7OYj6npX0/TbgmHJ233hI/AAAAAAAABBw/l9qYSHQALPs/s1600/DSC_0296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600268040982224402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nd7OYj6npX0/TbgmHJ233hI/AAAAAAAABBw/l9qYSHQALPs/s320/DSC_0296.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Walking while eating wood chips. He's very talented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MJKUgphwQA0/Tbgl5hxxPNI/AAAAAAAABBo/0ltjD8hfXb0/s1600/DSC_0294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600267806885100754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MJKUgphwQA0/Tbgl5hxxPNI/AAAAAAAABBo/0ltjD8hfXb0/s320/DSC_0294.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taking a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EbkDwdyR3Xg/TbglvBhNRnI/AAAAAAAABBg/8mIMCHuQSsM/s1600/DSC_0293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600267626427008626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EbkDwdyR3Xg/TbglvBhNRnI/AAAAAAAABBg/8mIMCHuQSsM/s320/DSC_0293.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walking with mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bl9UMnCgmsM/Tbgllgt8kFI/AAAAAAAABBY/IARZKN6whMs/s1600/DSC_0290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600267463003246674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bl9UMnCgmsM/Tbgllgt8kFI/AAAAAAAABBY/IARZKN6whMs/s320/DSC_0290.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We saw these ducks and Hank all but jump out of my arms into the river. It was all I could do to keep him on the dock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3JrhCwbMEyI/TbglY3C2GPI/AAAAAAAABBQ/tk5Cpx3-gvE/s1600/DSC_0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600267245658183922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3JrhCwbMEyI/TbglY3C2GPI/AAAAAAAABBQ/tk5Cpx3-gvE/s320/DSC_0288.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Standing on the dock. Hank loved watching all the boat drive past. He's defiantly his father's son and loves being outdoors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-5395018361829283745?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/5395018361829283745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=5395018361829283745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/5395018361829283745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/5395018361829283745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/04/foothills-park.html' title='Foothills Park'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F2H-5tsqMG0/TbgmPoVZZyI/AAAAAAAABB4/j8ofPrM_r6Q/s72-c/DSC_0297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-8633073813971828025</id><published>2011-04-15T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T23:39:19.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hank's first birthday.</title><content type='html'>Now I know what you are all thinking, "Hank can't be one already! That went by so fast." Well you're right. He's not one yet, but he will be in 10 days on the 25&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. We decided to celebrate a little early since we had family in town. Hank loves the movie Cars so we found this cake mold on line and went with a Cars theme. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VxjiEsltTy8/Tak1z7Fl6XI/AAAAAAAABA4/mkSdmOjhgoI/s1600/DSC_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596063178135300466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VxjiEsltTy8/Tak1z7Fl6XI/AAAAAAAABA4/mkSdmOjhgoI/s320/DSC_0136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cake &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Brendie&lt;/span&gt; decorated for everyone to eat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XTlUn7WvAYo/Tak1spdHfzI/AAAAAAAABAw/CvOYPGa6pdc/s1600/DSC_0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596063053143047986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XTlUn7WvAYo/Tak1spdHfzI/AAAAAAAABAw/CvOYPGa6pdc/s320/DSC_0137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cake Tyson decorated for Hank to eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ID8w9zkMQRs/Tak1lj4q87I/AAAAAAAABAo/d0iXjL09Knw/s1600/DSC_0141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596062931388920754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ID8w9zkMQRs/Tak1lj4q87I/AAAAAAAABAo/d0iXjL09Knw/s320/DSC_0141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The decorations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QirGQQAGCQo/Tak1fAnVq6I/AAAAAAAABAg/D3ZXWQ8Nk4Q/s1600/DSC_0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596062818841766818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QirGQQAGCQo/Tak1fAnVq6I/AAAAAAAABAg/D3ZXWQ8Nk4Q/s320/DSC_0143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I know it looks like a lot but it was mostly just new clothes for the summer that he needed anyway. I just thought he'd have fun unwrapping. Turns out that Sarah and Daisy are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;excellent&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;unwrappers&lt;/span&gt; too. Thanks for the help. It would have taken all night if we left it up to Hank.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dn6oI-mhquk/Tak1TD8UyMI/AAAAAAAABAY/Ito-c41NG4A/s1600/DSC_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596062613576665282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dn6oI-mhquk/Tak1TD8UyMI/AAAAAAAABAY/Ito-c41NG4A/s320/DSC_0144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The refreshments. If you can't tell, (I don't blame you if you can't) but those donut stacked on top of each other is suppose to be Luigi's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Casa&lt;/span&gt; Della Tire's the Leaning Tower of Tires. It didn't really turn out how I wanted it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6zQPpUmfeTU/Tak1IMbTVlI/AAAAAAAABAQ/Fx8r8pRNr-Q/s1600/DSC_0145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596062426875516498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6zQPpUmfeTU/Tak1IMbTVlI/AAAAAAAABAQ/Fx8r8pRNr-Q/s320/DSC_0145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The drinks. Fillmore's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Organic&lt;/span&gt; Fuel (raspberry lemonade), Tow Mater's Mouthwatering Motor Oil (chocolate milk) and Flo's V8 Cafe Transmission Fluid (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;diet&lt;/span&gt; Dr Pepper with cherry). I asked Daisy if she was thirsty and she nodded. Then I asked her if she'd like some Mouthwatering Motor Oil and she turn and looked at me with disgusted and simply said, "That's disgusting!" &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. After we explained she thought it was okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3NJA_yltf6s/Tak0_MU7ZJI/AAAAAAAABAI/DRNHHNTH2gU/s1600/DSC_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596062272229958802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3NJA_yltf6s/Tak0_MU7ZJI/AAAAAAAABAI/DRNHHNTH2gU/s320/DSC_0152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank getting excited to eat his birthday cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AwLlD19SDow/Tak0zyF9ZgI/AAAAAAAABAA/M-t3hNnoGKM/s1600/DSC_0155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596062076209292802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AwLlD19SDow/Tak0zyF9ZgI/AAAAAAAABAA/M-t3hNnoGKM/s320/DSC_0155.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little unsure at first. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cdm_MCE4MmI/Tak0nk8Im5I/AAAAAAAAA_4/XI_gK0HByak/s1600/DSC_0159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596061866519993234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cdm_MCE4MmI/Tak0nk8Im5I/AAAAAAAAA_4/XI_gK0HByak/s320/DSC_0159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But then he really got into it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rC40Nx7c8x0/Tak0b1e8vYI/AAAAAAAAA_w/P8y1gNBsAdk/s1600/DSC_0161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596061664802553218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rC40Nx7c8x0/Tak0b1e8vYI/AAAAAAAAA_w/P8y1gNBsAdk/s320/DSC_0161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was frosting everywhere. Even after he got wiped down we found frosting in his ear a few hours later. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt; I sure do love this kid!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WHDHuJ38P9s/Tak0PPeA8cI/AAAAAAAAA_o/NJyxrzndp4g/s1600/DSC_0163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596061448439656898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WHDHuJ38P9s/Tak0PPeA8cI/AAAAAAAAA_o/NJyxrzndp4g/s320/DSC_0163.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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Unwrapping his present from Mom and Dad. It's a Cars Doddle Pad. He hasn't figured it out quite yet but he loves the little Lightning McQueen that came with it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'll do a better, "I can't believe my baby is one" post when he is actually one. But seriously how did time go by so fast.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-8633073813971828025?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/8633073813971828025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=8633073813971828025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/8633073813971828025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/8633073813971828025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/04/hanks-first-birthday.html' title='Hank&apos;s first birthday.'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VxjiEsltTy8/Tak1z7Fl6XI/AAAAAAAABA4/mkSdmOjhgoI/s72-c/DSC_0136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-9047823799572947318</id><published>2011-04-15T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T23:13:04.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Children's Museum</title><content type='html'>My mom, sister and brother-in-law with their two girls came to visit us last week. It was so great to have some visitors from back home. It gets pretty lonely out here with Tyson at school all the time so I really enjoyed having them here. While they were here we took the little kiddos to the Children's Museum and Zoo. We didn't really take any good zoo pics so below are just pictures from the Children's Museum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xVuJyPNBDO0/TakwaYbEIfI/AAAAAAAAA_g/XOedPEm7Fh8/s1600/DSC_0170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596057241775251954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xVuJyPNBDO0/TakwaYbEIfI/AAAAAAAAA_g/XOedPEm7Fh8/s320/DSC_0170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sarah playing in the water. This girl loves the water and had a blast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OgFEhrhzrh4/TakwUPb-y-I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/M4Q2LR17CZk/s1600/DSC_0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596057136283962338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OgFEhrhzrh4/TakwUPb-y-I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/M4Q2LR17CZk/s320/DSC_0173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daisy playing with the water gun. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R-Btk9NQfAw/TakwHzRKzlI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/aL1avgMTnd4/s1600/DSC_0186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596056922563989074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R-Btk9NQfAw/TakwHzRKzlI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/aL1avgMTnd4/s320/DSC_0186.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank dressed up like Grandpa Mont. (Just wait a few years Papa and you'll have a great helper.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RoVR7x6QIHw/Takv4DE1Q5I/AAAAAAAAA_I/ynAcxQwR_9g/s1600/DSC_0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596056651929306002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RoVR7x6QIHw/Takv4DE1Q5I/AAAAAAAAA_I/ynAcxQwR_9g/s320/DSC_0191.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dr. Daisy helping the poor little puppy feel better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0xIAweb21-M/TakvpexiDoI/AAAAAAAAA_A/yk7Vbp6DX6E/s1600/DSC_0204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596056401666510466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0xIAweb21-M/TakvpexiDoI/AAAAAAAAA_A/yk7Vbp6DX6E/s320/DSC_0204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank laughing, probably at something Sarah was doing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Aa91qeDZI2s/TakvhtlW58I/AAAAAAAAA-4/up3KJRaTXTg/s1600/DSC_0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596056268203026370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Aa91qeDZI2s/TakvhtlW58I/AAAAAAAAA-4/up3KJRaTXTg/s320/DSC_0211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daisy shopping for some groceries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OdqXrXlW5kI/TakvZT5AyqI/AAAAAAAAA-w/-WPFzOL49vY/s1600/DSC_0216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596056123867187874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OdqXrXlW5kI/TakvZT5AyqI/AAAAAAAAA-w/-WPFzOL49vY/s320/DSC_0216.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a little water bed and Sarah loved it. She would stand up on the side and then just fall backwards. No fear at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yFlmkLs5FYU/TakvRB5Wu1I/AAAAAAAAA-o/pp61Q5cqXIs/s1600/DSC_0214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596055981597834066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yFlmkLs5FYU/TakvRB5Wu1I/AAAAAAAAA-o/pp61Q5cqXIs/s320/DSC_0214.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just landed. I swear she did this at least 20 times in a row.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ow4kbYguCEs/TakvFSh_ANI/AAAAAAAAA-g/9_IhW_0R1ew/s1600/DSC_0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596055779904782546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ow4kbYguCEs/TakvFSh_ANI/AAAAAAAAA-g/9_IhW_0R1ew/s320/DSC_0218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is basically the only pic of Hank that he's looking at the camera. Carina was taking pictures and as soon as she pushed the button Hank would look away. He must not have felt very photogenic that day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2SxS_m1R_KQ/Taku8H5DuVI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/BnOB3GW6r6Q/s1600/DSC_0224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596055622429948242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2SxS_m1R_KQ/Taku8H5DuVI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/BnOB3GW6r6Q/s320/DSC_0224.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah playing the drums&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3tdKMBMM6vE/TakupSRpYyI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/P9JATJ0xHuw/s1600/DSC_0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596055298799919906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3tdKMBMM6vE/TakupSRpYyI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/P9JATJ0xHuw/s320/DSC_0228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sarah and Hank driving the bus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X18ig4xNEuY/TakuhggXgcI/AAAAAAAAA-I/MkFY9rSXTqM/s1600/DSC_0232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596055165180805570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X18ig4xNEuY/TakuhggXgcI/AAAAAAAAA-I/MkFY9rSXTqM/s320/DSC_0232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank found a little button/hole to put his finger in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A_ZRq_c56J8/TakuRarKWCI/AAAAAAAAA-A/UpLs_Ei9nkE/s1600/DSC_0238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596054888737560610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A_ZRq_c56J8/TakuRarKWCI/AAAAAAAAA-A/UpLs_Ei9nkE/s320/DSC_0238.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sarah, with her face paint, and her gator. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b7lglfdMIMA/TakuI5c9olI/AAAAAAAAA94/-s6RI0DdL_s/s1600/DSC_0239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596054742380683858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b7lglfdMIMA/TakuI5c9olI/AAAAAAAAA94/-s6RI0DdL_s/s320/DSC_0239.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daisy, with her face paint, and her skunk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks so much for coming for a visit. We really had a wonderful time with you all. It isn't the same without you here. It's too quite without Sarah saying, "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tysis&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;W'are&lt;/span&gt; you? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tysis&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;W'are&lt;/span&gt; you?" We love you guys and can't wait to see you in June. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/7333647185965398257-9047823799572947318?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/9047823799572947318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=9047823799572947318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/9047823799572947318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/9047823799572947318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/04/childrens-museum.html' title='Children&apos;s Museum'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xVuJyPNBDO0/TakwaYbEIfI/AAAAAAAAA_g/XOedPEm7Fh8/s72-c/DSC_0170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-2212014950598031252</id><published>2011-04-15T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T22:48:21.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolatey goodness.</title><content type='html'>We went to eat out the a couple weeks ago to Famous Dave's BBQ. It one of our favorite places to go. Anyway the point of this post is that Hank got some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Oreo's&lt;/span&gt; with his kids meal. He didn't eat them at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; because he was full, so I brought them home for lunch the next day. Neither Tyson or I like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Oreos&lt;/span&gt; so I never buy them but Hank loved it. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bErrIVCvdRs/TakqvwYo9sI/AAAAAAAAA9w/t5K3rdEJeFc/s1600/DSC_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596051011915019970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bErrIVCvdRs/TakqvwYo9sI/AAAAAAAAA9w/t5K3rdEJeFc/s320/DSC_0124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SuxucDRH5tk/TakqlHeNC5I/AAAAAAAAA9o/6pW3QwRht_M/s1600/DSC_0128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596050829133810578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SuxucDRH5tk/TakqlHeNC5I/AAAAAAAAA9o/6pW3QwRht_M/s320/DSC_0128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HpiEvLfnksQ/TakqbXAWE_I/AAAAAAAAA9g/8tkUDB-jVpY/s1600/DSC_0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596050661504848882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HpiEvLfnksQ/TakqbXAWE_I/AAAAAAAAA9g/8tkUDB-jVpY/s320/DSC_0130.JPG" /&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/7333647185965398257-2212014950598031252?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/2212014950598031252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=2212014950598031252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/2212014950598031252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/2212014950598031252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/04/chocolatey-goodness.html' title='Chocolatey goodness.'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bErrIVCvdRs/TakqvwYo9sI/AAAAAAAAA9w/t5K3rdEJeFc/s72-c/DSC_0124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-2729010776916265687</id><published>2011-04-15T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T22:29:38.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A day at the Coast</title><content type='html'>Alright so this post is mostly just a picture overload but I really wanted to document our day at the coast. Tyson had a Spring Break from March 26&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; to April 3rd. Most of that break was spent moving from our old apartment to the managers apartment and cleaning both apartments. (We started managing the apartments we are living in on March 25&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. We are very excited about this, plus we'll save on rent!) All of the craziness ended and we really wanted to do something fun for Spring Break. We got some discount tickets to the Newport Aquarium and decided to drive out to the coast and make a day of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fg7GeGpi8Yw/TakjzSOtLpI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/QSEjPmx6PNY/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596043375958371986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fg7GeGpi8Yw/TakjzSOtLpI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/QSEjPmx6PNY/s320/DSC_0006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank and Daddy with the starfish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zOTm2iGkZaw/TakjrVJyVXI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/8TpPFV-xpIo/s1600/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596043239304090994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zOTm2iGkZaw/TakjrVJyVXI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/8TpPFV-xpIo/s320/DSC_0009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These sardines can open there mouths really far and while we were talking about how far their mouths open we looked over and Hank and he was doing this. It was super funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vQsgyyDQLMU/TakjeVYrfqI/AAAAAAAAA9I/mYJxDT5pqbU/s1600/DSC_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596043016028257954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vQsgyyDQLMU/TakjeVYrfqI/AAAAAAAAA9I/mYJxDT5pqbU/s320/DSC_0025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank and Daddy looking at the sea lions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mL4CFr0ohfk/TakjXl9s01I/AAAAAAAAA9A/0WmlpKP3aks/s1600/DSC_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596042900219417426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mL4CFr0ohfk/TakjXl9s01I/AAAAAAAAA9A/0WmlpKP3aks/s320/DSC_0028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were lot of these art sculptures through out the aquarium. They were all made from stuff that had washed up on the shore. It was crazy looking at the kind of stuff that washes up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yAPuMvcLZLo/TakjOjVABtI/AAAAAAAAA84/eKGVJvRugyo/s1600/DSC_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596042744893015762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yAPuMvcLZLo/TakjOjVABtI/AAAAAAAAA84/eKGVJvRugyo/s320/DSC_0031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank and Daddy with the turtle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CTywpeQn4mU/TakjGje0VyI/AAAAAAAAA8w/TNBRDweMkKQ/s1600/DSC_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596042607495239458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CTywpeQn4mU/TakjGje0VyI/AAAAAAAAA8w/TNBRDweMkKQ/s320/DSC_0032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hank and Mommy with the jelly fish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w5_TloCSZAU/Taki_kZJpUI/AAAAAAAAA8o/0NSePDktdWc/s1600/DSC_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596042487480821058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w5_TloCSZAU/Taki_kZJpUI/AAAAAAAAA8o/0NSePDktdWc/s320/DSC_0033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank and Mommy in a walk-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; tank of fish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rClbNO68TKw/Taki0hziHDI/AAAAAAAAA8g/nBTGYFJLuDc/s1600/DSC_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596042297807608882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rClbNO68TKw/Taki0hziHDI/AAAAAAAAA8g/nBTGYFJLuDc/s320/DSC_0045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Outside the shark tanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d8FkJirvPfY/Takijizh19I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/K2s_iqKng70/s1600/DSC_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596042006018250706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d8FkJirvPfY/Takijizh19I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/K2s_iqKng70/s320/DSC_0049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank at the kids play area with a turtle. He liked the turtle's eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3-S0WGHUgI/TakibVBDCLI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/stJlafrU0s4/s1600/DSC_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596041864877902002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3-S0WGHUgI/TakibVBDCLI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/stJlafrU0s4/s320/DSC_0052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy and Hank on a dolphin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-feJ7GKb7REY/TakiRjBf4aI/AAAAAAAAA8I/p8PDKmG6_zQ/s1600/DSC_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596041696839197090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-feJ7GKb7REY/TakiRjBf4aI/AAAAAAAAA8I/p8PDKmG6_zQ/s320/DSC_0059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another "trash" sculpture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-33fB0TIXsag/TakiCYq1OlI/AAAAAAAAA8A/39E2kb3zwuA/s1600/DSC_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596041436361734738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-33fB0TIXsag/TakiCYq1OlI/AAAAAAAAA8A/39E2kb3zwuA/s320/DSC_0060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All three of us outside of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tillamook&lt;/span&gt; Cheese Factory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HDhybP4S6kQ/Takh20rpz0I/AAAAAAAAA74/giql996c8tc/s1600/DSC_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596041237722943298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HDhybP4S6kQ/Takh20rpz0I/AAAAAAAAA74/giql996c8tc/s320/DSC_0062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank and Daddy with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tillamook&lt;/span&gt; Cows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ym679zUNzwM/Takhuiy5YgI/AAAAAAAAA7w/gy-sXrC8RfM/s1600/DSC_0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596041095482532354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ym679zUNzwM/Takhuiy5YgI/AAAAAAAAA7w/gy-sXrC8RfM/s320/DSC_0068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hank and Daddy driving the Baby Loaf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y0kp8Pzzoc4/TakhhbcwurI/AAAAAAAAA7o/UCHZfEtDfU0/s1600/DSC_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596040870172342962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y0kp8Pzzoc4/TakhhbcwurI/AAAAAAAAA7o/UCHZfEtDfU0/s320/DSC_0070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank thought it was really fun to turn the steering wheel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V6bv7cyYugM/TakhW2j7zcI/AAAAAAAAA7g/3ym_t7aV3k0/s1600/DSC_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596040688471625154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V6bv7cyYugM/TakhW2j7zcI/AAAAAAAAA7g/3ym_t7aV3k0/s320/DSC_0081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mommy and Hank at Cannon Beach. It was very windy and cold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hu1QTMl3y9U/TakhFruAv4I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/-AeJ-HKQ4l8/s1600/DSC_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596040393503326082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hu1QTMl3y9U/TakhFruAv4I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/-AeJ-HKQ4l8/s320/DSC_0073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mommy and Hank with a better &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;view&lt;/span&gt; of Cannon Beach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4aJyIieQNJQ/Takg1-I128I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/KlcJnzzF7lQ/s1600/DSC_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596040123569789890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4aJyIieQNJQ/Takg1-I128I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/KlcJnzzF7lQ/s320/DSC_0084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank and Daddy at Cannon Beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-05GYwkWaNbs/TakgnOWC-XI/AAAAAAAAA7I/i4wj2x9rLcw/s1600/DSC_0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596039870222104946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-05GYwkWaNbs/TakgnOWC-XI/AAAAAAAAA7I/i4wj2x9rLcw/s320/DSC_0101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank's first time walking barefoot on the beach. He liked the squishy feeling of wet sand &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;in between&lt;/span&gt; his toes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a_Tewn8fFkc/TakgTzxImMI/AAAAAAAAA7A/rS3GRSVzfws/s1600/DSC_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596039536670447810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a_Tewn8fFkc/TakgTzxImMI/AAAAAAAAA7A/rS3GRSVzfws/s320/DSC_0110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank and Mommy outside of the Astoria Column. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kSsJ-5j03QQ/TakgLJs6jII/AAAAAAAAA64/7DHguHfs7M0/s1600/DSC_0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596039387939507330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kSsJ-5j03QQ/TakgLJs6jII/AAAAAAAAA64/7DHguHfs7M0/s320/DSC_0112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy and Hank on top of Astoria Column. It was super windy up there. Hank wasn't a fan and didn't last long. It was a great &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;view&lt;/span&gt; but I don't think it was worth packing an extra 20+ pounds up almost 200 stairs just to turn around and walk back down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OOui4xYlwXk/TakgE9PeCDI/AAAAAAAAA6w/mqzNYEaEeqE/s1600/DSC_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596039281515563058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OOui4xYlwXk/TakgE9PeCDI/AAAAAAAAA6w/mqzNYEaEeqE/s320/DSC_0114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A bunch of sea lions chilling on the docks. They were super loud and Hank thought it was hilarious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bf0-wFLjE5I/Takfv55MiuI/AAAAAAAAA6o/Aj9PVQgmggw/s1600/DSC_0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596038919839582946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bf0-wFLjE5I/Takfv55MiuI/AAAAAAAAA6o/Aj9PVQgmggw/s320/DSC_0115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank and Daddy checking out the sea lions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ezjiPkX0N3U/Takfn3CP3LI/AAAAAAAAA6g/e1zaUM6UNUo/s1600/DSC_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596038781633289394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ezjiPkX0N3U/Takfn3CP3LI/AAAAAAAAA6g/e1zaUM6UNUo/s320/DSC_0117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This little guy was the loudest. &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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-2729010776916265687?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/2729010776916265687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=2729010776916265687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/2729010776916265687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/2729010776916265687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/04/day-at-coast.html' title='A day at the Coast'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fg7GeGpi8Yw/TakjzSOtLpI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/QSEjPmx6PNY/s72-c/DSC_0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-6473775607081943944</id><published>2011-03-26T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T13:57:57.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picnic at the Park</title><content type='html'>We got to have a little picnic at the park today and Tyson was able to come with us. Tyson had finals this last week and now he has a week off, so no homework or tests to study for. Yippee! The weather has been getting a little bit better so we decided to get out of the house and play at the park. Hank loved it because he got to play outside and Dad was with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos to document the event:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qZcRcFjmOx0/TY5RTCg1PnI/AAAAAAAAA6A/lG5UyOB0DRU/s1600/Hankredo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588493575147306610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qZcRcFjmOx0/TY5RTCg1PnI/AAAAAAAAA6A/lG5UyOB0DRU/s320/Hankredo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7OlxKOfxn-4/TY5RNVIE8vI/AAAAAAAAA54/Q1_4ai31mLc/s1600/Hankredo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 211px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588493477064536818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7OlxKOfxn-4/TY5RNVIE8vI/AAAAAAAAA54/Q1_4ai31mLc/s320/Hankredo2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wWRzrUSTpUQ/TY5RJQumI4I/AAAAAAAAA5w/txaZ_7yvf7g/s1600/Hankredo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588493407164441474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wWRzrUSTpUQ/TY5RJQumI4I/AAAAAAAAA5w/txaZ_7yvf7g/s320/Hankredo3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588493342949756930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UeKPrTHx9fs/TY5RFhgn0AI/AAAAAAAAA5o/Rp08Z_ZMchc/s320/Hankredo4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The wind came out and it got a little chilly so we packed up and went home. After we got home the sun was back out so Tyson put Hank in his little red car. Tyson would just put Hank in the middle of the parking lot and Hank would bounce up and down until the car would start rolling. Then Hank would smile really big and get so excited. The little red car picks up speed pretty fast so then Tyson would stop the car and the whole process would start over again. He was so happy outside it was hard to get him inside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-efP3BBolx94/TY5RBJMEjwI/AAAAAAAAA5g/C-kYCoIwNqI/s1600/Hankredo5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 197px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588493267701632770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-efP3BBolx94/TY5RBJMEjwI/AAAAAAAAA5g/C-kYCoIwNqI/s320/Hankredo5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-6473775607081943944?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/6473775607081943944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=6473775607081943944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/6473775607081943944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/6473775607081943944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/03/picnic-at-park.html' title='Picnic at the Park'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qZcRcFjmOx0/TY5RTCg1PnI/AAAAAAAAA6A/lG5UyOB0DRU/s72-c/Hankredo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-3159973640242994929</id><published>2011-03-26T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T13:47:28.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My little guy is 11 months old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday Hank turned 11 months old. He's getting so big. He started walking a few days ago. He's still really wobbly and likes to hold someones hand while he walks but he's getting better at walking by himself. He is such a fun little guy and is always smiling. He loves his Daddy and will spend every waking moment with him. His whole face lights up when he hears the front door open and Tyson walk in the door. I can't believe that in just a short month away my little baby will be a year old. Time goes by so fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588489743900778418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JWWa_mgEfWk/TY5N0CAen7I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/QWcXtCNX3tw/s320/3-36-2011%2B903.JPG" /&gt;Here's my little guy standing all by himself &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588492051974226434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--BuGbNiwGaM/TY5P6YQEggI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/BLr1XLC-SkY/s320/3-36-2011%2B905.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;He kept crawling inside the box to get the toys, it was really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588489558478388562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RwQTyqNd94o/TY5NpPQVfVI/AAAAAAAAA5I/2RvwlNCP01I/s320/3-36-2011%2B897.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy little guy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wph-DBUUoTY/TY5NgR0nOYI/AAAAAAAAA5A/_hVyaUnK-3c/s1600/3-36-2011%2B896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588489404548594050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wph-DBUUoTY/TY5NgR0nOYI/AAAAAAAAA5A/_hVyaUnK-3c/s320/3-36-2011%2B896.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Hanks favorite spot to sit. If you are ever laying down he'll climb on top of your face and sit down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-3159973640242994929?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/3159973640242994929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=3159973640242994929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/3159973640242994929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/3159973640242994929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-little-guy-is-11-months-old.html' title='My little guy is 11 months old'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JWWa_mgEfWk/TY5N0CAen7I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/QWcXtCNX3tw/s72-c/3-36-2011%2B903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-8799926762883456274</id><published>2011-02-25T12:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T13:18:34.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hank Is 10 months old</title><content type='html'>My little baby is 10 months old today. I can't believe how fast the few months have gone. It seems like just yesterday I was trying to help him sit up on his own and now all he wants me to do is help him walk around the house. This kid has so much energy, I can barely keep up with him. He is constantly moving from one thing to another leaving a wake of distraction behind him. He's getting more and more brave at how he gets around the house. I don't think I have to much longer before I have a walker on my hands. He has such a cute personality and is always super happy. He loves his daddy very much. If Tyson hasn't left for school before Hank wakes up, Hank will follow him around the house crying until Tyson picks him up. The second Tyson picks him up he is just fine and stops crying. Then when the time comes that Tyson has to leave he passes Hank to me and says goodbye. Hank then has a totally break down. It takes me at least a half hour, if not longer, to calm him down. I'm so glad that he loves his daddy but seriously it breaks my heart that he doesn't want me. I guess it's understandable since he sees me all day everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yibiupdFWqM/TWgWfhx1dLI/AAAAAAAAA44/6Id9FXDMai0/s1600/DSC_1045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577732869397509298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yibiupdFWqM/TWgWfhx1dLI/AAAAAAAAA44/6Id9FXDMai0/s320/DSC_1045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank loves this rug. There are many times during the day that I find Hank just sitting there. Every once in awhile he'll even be laying down. It makes me think of a little puppy curled up on the rug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wXJpfDQKVx0/TWgWVTEeODI/AAAAAAAAA4w/gQGxsOAlmjI/s1600/DSC_1049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577732693650454578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wXJpfDQKVx0/TWgWVTEeODI/AAAAAAAAA4w/gQGxsOAlmjI/s320/DSC_1049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A couple days ago Hank found this fly-tying book of Tyson's on the floor. He slowly opened it and very delicately turned the pages. It was really cute. I told Tyson about it and he said, "Well it IS in his blood." Ha ha! Hank is destined to be a fisherman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nrqkC1OaQLA/TWgWK0mkznI/AAAAAAAAA4o/owrfoKDd67k/s1600/DSC_1053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577732513673301618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nrqkC1OaQLA/TWgWK0mkznI/AAAAAAAAA4o/owrfoKDd67k/s320/DSC_1053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I tried post the video of this but I couldn't get it to work. Hank climbed up on to the couch then crawled over to the shopping cart and climbed in. He sat like this for like 20-30 minutes. He lean over and grab a block and play with it for a little bit then lean over and put it back and grab a new one. It was really funny. When he was done he crawled back over the arm of the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--yZ893aDA34/TWgV5RgSYGI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/cXdllEhOIWg/s1600/DSC_1056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577732212193910882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--yZ893aDA34/TWgV5RgSYGI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/cXdllEhOIWg/s320/DSC_1056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was putting away some of Hank's laundry and when I turned around I found this. He was very carefully pulling out one wipe at a time. He got like 25 wipes out by the time I got the camera and took a picture. He thought it was so much fun. He sneaks back to his room at least once a day to try it out again. &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 align="left"&gt;I love this kid and his energy. His little personality it great. I love being a mom and getting to spend my days with Hank. My life couldn't be better. &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/7333647185965398257-8799926762883456274?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/8799926762883456274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=8799926762883456274' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/8799926762883456274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/8799926762883456274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/02/hank-is-10-months-old.html' title='Hank Is 10 months old'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yibiupdFWqM/TWgWfhx1dLI/AAAAAAAAA44/6Id9FXDMai0/s72-c/DSC_1045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-2176888990717499465</id><published>2011-02-19T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T18:40:55.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hank's first trip to the Zoo</title><content type='html'>Tyson just finished a very long week of hard midterm tests and wanted a day to relax so this morning he went fishing with some friends, then this afternoon he took me and Hank to the zoo. It was a little colder then we thought it was going to be and it was pretty close to closing time. Most of the animals were in for the day but we still had tons of fun. We bought a year pass so we'll be able to go all year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ktfmhu5mwXs/TWB7xnSSwZI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/pQ8JWTbh3do/s1600/DSC_1032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575592430974189970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ktfmhu5mwXs/TWB7xnSSwZI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/pQ8JWTbh3do/s320/DSC_1032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyson and Hank standing outside the fish habitat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RcJ3JFE5zCo/TWB7p0bcz2I/AAAAAAAAA4I/9EYcDqD6P24/s1600/DSC_1036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575592297063305058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RcJ3JFE5zCo/TWB7p0bcz2I/AAAAAAAAA4I/9EYcDqD6P24/s320/DSC_1036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank and I with the elephants. This one saw us standing there and slowing walked over, raised his trunk and then walked away. It was really cute, like he was coming over to say hi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dnay3p8ABXE/TWB7iBm5vfI/AAAAAAAAA4A/VvGHnmamyo8/s1600/DSC_1039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575592163162045938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dnay3p8ABXE/TWB7iBm5vfI/AAAAAAAAA4A/VvGHnmamyo8/s320/DSC_1039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the elephant walked away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8OfeUmLefc/TWB7UR9-KbI/AAAAAAAAA34/UXTl-mo2vp0/s1600/DSC_1040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575591927035603378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8OfeUmLefc/TWB7UR9-KbI/AAAAAAAAA34/UXTl-mo2vp0/s320/DSC_1040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Outside the lion habitat. It must have been to cold for the lions because we didn't see any but we had to take a picture on the cool statues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0DJ04RlmcI/TWB7JzjTdvI/AAAAAAAAA3w/cwb6N_5oIlY/s1600/DSC_1043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575591747071997682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0DJ04RlmcI/TWB7JzjTdvI/AAAAAAAAA3w/cwb6N_5oIlY/s320/DSC_1043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture is for Grandma Merrill and Aunt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Makell&lt;/span&gt;. They are always calling Hank  "chunky monkey" so we had to take a picture with the only monkey still outside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so much fun watching Tyson take Hank from one place to another explaining what things were and what sound they made. Hank had a blast doing his two favorite things: playing with Daddy and being outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-2176888990717499465?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/2176888990717499465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=2176888990717499465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/2176888990717499465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/2176888990717499465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/02/hanks-first-trip-to-zoo.html' title='Hank&apos;s first trip to the Zoo'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ktfmhu5mwXs/TWB7xnSSwZI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/pQ8JWTbh3do/s72-c/DSC_1032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-2897616777575825714</id><published>2011-02-19T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T21:03:38.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brendie's Birthday</title><content type='html'>So this last week was a very busy, very stressful week for Tyson, which in turn made it a very lonely week for Hank and I. When Tyson has a busy week at school we don't see much of him. It was midterm week for Tyson which meant he had a test everyday this last week and he has one this coming Tuesday. This normally wouldn't be a huge deal worth blogging about but this last week was both Valentine's Day and my birthday. We knew that we wouldn't be able to celebrate either on the actual day. Last Saturday Tyson surprised me by letting me sleep in and watching Hank until I woke up. He also cleaned the kitchen and the front room. On top of that he decorated and baked a cake. It was a great surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9GGIIMwQii8/TWB0MYa198I/AAAAAAAAA3o/_tyVDcdBhf8/s1600/DSC_0997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575584094746965954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9GGIIMwQii8/TWB0MYa198I/AAAAAAAAA3o/_tyVDcdBhf8/s320/DSC_0997.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The decorations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mGFDVzCcagA/TWB0CG2QWcI/AAAAAAAAA3g/Mwv_HisRED0/s1600/DSC_1003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575583918231411138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mGFDVzCcagA/TWB0CG2QWcI/AAAAAAAAA3g/Mwv_HisRED0/s320/DSC_1003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank helping me blow out the many candles on my cake...25!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A094ZbCTRNM/TWBz3KOpbkI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/aGr9viEuZ8A/s1600/DSC_1011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575583730160463426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A094ZbCTRNM/TWBz3KOpbkI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/aGr9viEuZ8A/s320/DSC_1011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank loved the streamers. He played with them for a long time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SN9BlSKJAeQ/TWBzu2L1ENI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/3sVd4SYLEJA/s1600/DSC_1019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575583587340980434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SN9BlSKJAeQ/TWBzu2L1ENI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/3sVd4SYLEJA/s320/DSC_1019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had to throw them away when he started to eat them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DDbzWlPRK2M/TWBzjwXdL3I/AAAAAAAAA3I/TaLxbqLieGg/s1600/DSC_1023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575583396800573298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DDbzWlPRK2M/TWBzjwXdL3I/AAAAAAAAA3I/TaLxbqLieGg/s320/DSC_1023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My visiting teacher/apartment manager and her girls baked me some cupcakes for my birthday. They were really yummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't get any pictures of it but I was also surprised by my friends here in Portland. They all came over to my house on my birthday to surprise me. They brought yummy treats and then we went shopping. It was great fun. Thanks again you girls for the wonderful birthday surprise. It made me feel very loved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-2897616777575825714?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/2897616777575825714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=2897616777575825714' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/2897616777575825714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/2897616777575825714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentines-daybrendies-birthday.html' title='Brendie&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9GGIIMwQii8/TWB0MYa198I/AAAAAAAAA3o/_tyVDcdBhf8/s72-c/DSC_0997.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-2542131743963256563</id><published>2011-02-19T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T17:49:53.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of Hank</title><content type='html'>These are just a few pictures of Hank the last few days. I know that our blog is a Hank overload but I mean seriously he's super cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qJwfxO308t0/TWByCEVyIyI/AAAAAAAAA3A/3Dr33B9LDlQ/s1600/DSC_1025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575581718535086882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qJwfxO308t0/TWByCEVyIyI/AAAAAAAAA3A/3Dr33B9LDlQ/s320/DSC_1025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fishing anyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wGGiVJ7xmu4/TWBx2OBSJEI/AAAAAAAAA24/hM5ioSWsCSA/s1600/DSC_1031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575581514975028290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wGGiVJ7xmu4/TWBx2OBSJEI/AAAAAAAAA24/hM5ioSWsCSA/s320/DSC_1031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank found one of Daddy's fishing poles and thought that it was very fun to play with. Tyson got pretty excited and started planning fishing trips for the future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BvF-KlPCk40/TWBxpoU_qUI/AAAAAAAAA2w/x1AYPFvxzMk/s1600/DSC_1020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575581298698725698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BvF-KlPCk40/TWBxpoU_qUI/AAAAAAAAA2w/x1AYPFvxzMk/s320/DSC_1020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was in the kitchen cleaning the other day and turned the corner and found this. I seriously have no idea how he got in the box. Your guess is as good as mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8zKZ4ip4R2M/TWBxcgzgAeI/AAAAAAAAA2o/Wfo8UwunxUI/s1600/DSC_1004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575581073340891618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8zKZ4ip4R2M/TWBxcgzgAeI/AAAAAAAAA2o/Wfo8UwunxUI/s320/DSC_1004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank loves the outdoors but since it's so cold outside we have to do the next best thing. We sit on his bed and stare out the window. He usually stands up like this and knocks on the window. It's almost like he knocking and saying, "help let me out..." &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/7333647185965398257-2542131743963256563?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/2542131743963256563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=2542131743963256563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/2542131743963256563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/2542131743963256563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/02/pictures-of-hank.html' title='Pictures of Hank'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qJwfxO308t0/TWByCEVyIyI/AAAAAAAAA3A/3Dr33B9LDlQ/s72-c/DSC_1025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-3218942186359119904</id><published>2011-02-19T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T17:40:10.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dishwasher</title><content type='html'>I know I've talked about how Hank likes to play in the dishwasher but I took this pictures the other day and had to share. He is a crazy boy and I have to do the dishes when he's asleep or this happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575579780205396898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-chJjRSF9O_I/TWBwRPf-Q6I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/91qfKTmi1Vs/s320/DSC_0993.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575579962421568658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-syejCBxDQTE/TWBwb2TsZJI/AAAAAAAAA2g/X2EKxTMvwq4/s320/DSC_0994.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-3218942186359119904?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/3218942186359119904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=3218942186359119904' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/3218942186359119904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/3218942186359119904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/02/dishwasher.html' title='Dishwasher'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-chJjRSF9O_I/TWBwRPf-Q6I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/91qfKTmi1Vs/s72-c/DSC_0993.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-4134428855386946269</id><published>2011-02-07T20:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T21:13:50.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Hair Cut</title><content type='html'>Last night Tyson asked me to cut his hair and we thought as long as the stuff was out we might as well trim Hanks mohawk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVDMuG6GqJI/AAAAAAAAA2M/8Cgp7vTp3Eo/s1600/DSC_0970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571177831557671058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVDMuG6GqJI/AAAAAAAAA2M/8Cgp7vTp3Eo/s320/DSC_0970.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVDMjwQyj3I/AAAAAAAAA2E/1dltvLe4xSE/s1600/DSC_0971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571177653680115570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVDMjwQyj3I/AAAAAAAAA2E/1dltvLe4xSE/s320/DSC_0971.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The first cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVDMMKWtuBI/AAAAAAAAA10/UBKbj9awGog/s1600/DSC_0974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571177248367425554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVDMMKWtuBI/AAAAAAAAA10/UBKbj9awGog/s320/DSC_0974.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The after shot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I thought that I needed to trim to the rest. Like the mullet in the back and the hair that was growing over the ears. Let's just say it didn't go as smoothly as I had planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVDL8gVafbI/AAAAAAAAA1s/Z9wEhQq0zXU/s1600/DSC_0981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571176979389644210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVDL8gVafbI/AAAAAAAAA1s/Z9wEhQq0zXU/s320/DSC_0981.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You can see here the uneven lengths. I finally got it fixed but it took awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was a little blood shed. Luckily it wasn't Hank that got cut, but unfortunately I really cut my finger. It was a pretty good cut and bleed for about an hour and a half. Hank was really wiggly and moved just as I was about to cut and his head hit my hand and then I cut my knuckle. Makell I needed you to come out and cut his hair for me, maybe then I wouldn't have cut my finger. Maybe the next hair cut will go better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571176702309298386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVDLsYIT8NI/AAAAAAAAA1k/aIW0EbgmbH0/s320/DSC_0978.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-4134428855386946269?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/4134428855386946269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=4134428855386946269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/4134428855386946269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/4134428855386946269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/02/first-hair-cut.html' title='First Hair Cut'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVDMuG6GqJI/AAAAAAAAA2M/8Cgp7vTp3Eo/s72-c/DSC_0970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-1058061681587717534</id><published>2011-02-07T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T21:18:05.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 months old</title><content type='html'>My little baby is growing up so fast. He's already 9 months old...okay so he's more like 9 1/2 months old now because I'm slow on posting. His stats from his 9 month appointment are: Head circumference 46 cm 70%, weight 21 lbs 55% and length 30 in 90%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hank is such a cute kid. I love him more and more everyday. It's really amazing all the things he thinks of to do. He thinks he's just as big as everyone else. He gets excited over everything, it's so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVC3_4L4rvI/AAAAAAAAA1c/ieuCGA9tVYw/s1600/DSC_0945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571155047099182834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVC3_4L4rvI/AAAAAAAAA1c/ieuCGA9tVYw/s320/DSC_0945.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He loves his little Toy Story couch. He sits on it all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVC32C8Uu1I/AAAAAAAAA1U/vXJbm8n57v8/s1600/DSC_0946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571154878188010322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVC32C8Uu1I/AAAAAAAAA1U/vXJbm8n57v8/s320/DSC_0946.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If he doesn't sit on it he lays down. It seriously it so cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVC3uEP0y2I/AAAAAAAAA1M/2RILMEsaLvw/s1600/DSC_0948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571154741099285346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVC3uEP0y2I/AAAAAAAAA1M/2RILMEsaLvw/s320/DSC_0948.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank is such a climber. He climbs on everything. I blame this one on his dad. If there is anything for him to climb on to or in to he does it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVC3lnGb7II/AAAAAAAAA1E/XOR00TKNt9c/s1600/DSC_0958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571154595836324994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVC3lnGb7II/AAAAAAAAA1E/XOR00TKNt9c/s320/DSC_0958.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He can even climb up and something and then transfer to something else. Here he was first standing on the first aid kit then he wanted to get to the other side of the DVD case so he side stepped it to the chair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVC3cjjZMHI/AAAAAAAAA08/H0vfnhL9oN4/s1600/DSC_0952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571154440265216114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVC3cjjZMHI/AAAAAAAAA08/H0vfnhL9oN4/s320/DSC_0952.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank is constantly discovering new things. Tyson left this orange on the couch one morning and Hank found it. He &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;thoroughly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;examined&lt;/span&gt; it. Picked at it, smelt it, licked it and then carried it around for awhile. When Tyson got home that night he peeled it and let Hank taste it. Instead of eating it he just squeezed the piece of orange as hard he could. Juice went everywhere and Hank laughed pretty hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571154277891142610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVC3TGqZc9I/AAAAAAAAA00/CgGj-tRBGb8/s320/DSC_0954.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVC29ClO8tI/AAAAAAAAA0k/OeoUg30th8E/s1600/DSC_0956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571153898838618834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVC29ClO8tI/AAAAAAAAA0k/OeoUg30th8E/s320/DSC_0956.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is how Hank helps with the laundry. He loves when I do laundry. He'll climb up on the piles and toss the clothes around....very helpful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVC20Z7oCZI/AAAAAAAAA0c/Sig18MiT5VU/s1600/DSC_0957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571153750487730578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVC20Z7oCZI/AAAAAAAAA0c/Sig18MiT5VU/s320/DSC_0957.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Hanks frustrated look. (Mom, this is the look I was telling about) He does this whenever I'm not doing what he wants me to do. It's pretty funny. He arms start shaking and he starts to squeal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVC2sr2ZACI/AAAAAAAAA0U/vTUP8fvtUWk/s1600/DSC_0961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571153617858658338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVC2sr2ZACI/AAAAAAAAA0U/vTUP8fvtUWk/s320/DSC_0961.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what my bathroom looks like every morning after I got ready. It's the only think that keeps him entertained long enough for me to get ready. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVC2bRT2teI/AAAAAAAAA0M/QRV_6Ji24lA/s1600/DSC_0964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571153318676706786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVC2bRT2teI/AAAAAAAAA0M/QRV_6Ji24lA/s320/DSC_0964.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVC2TUTgcaI/AAAAAAAAA0E/l1PHNrGGTO4/s1600/DSC_0968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571153182041600418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVC2TUTgcaI/AAAAAAAAA0E/l1PHNrGGTO4/s320/DSC_0968.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank and Daddy watching the Super Bowl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVC1RIeygQI/AAAAAAAAAzU/HjgGLxoNGD0/s1600/DSC_0984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571152044996329730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVC1RIeygQI/AAAAAAAAAzU/HjgGLxoNGD0/s320/DSC_0984.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank eating leftover pizza. He was so happy. He ate an entire slice. &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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVC1HqDkuoI/AAAAAAAAAzM/mV1TBxpVrw8/s1600/DSC_0986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571151882210294402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVC1HqDkuoI/AAAAAAAAAzM/mV1TBxpVrw8/s320/DSC_0986.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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;We seriously love this kid. We can't believe how fast time has gone. In just a couple short months we'll be planning his first birthday. He is learning and growing every day. He says momma, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dadda&lt;/span&gt; and lots more. He now waves hello and knocks on doors and basically everything. He still loves cells phones and cords and things he's not suppose to play with. We are so blessed to have him in our lives and are so glad that we get to have him forever. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-1058061681587717534?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/1058061681587717534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=1058061681587717534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/1058061681587717534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/1058061681587717534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/02/9-months-old.html' title='9 months old'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TVC3_4L4rvI/AAAAAAAAA1c/ieuCGA9tVYw/s72-c/DSC_0945.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-285970489836682480</id><published>2011-01-19T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T22:01:37.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day in the life with Hank</title><content type='html'>My little man is growing up. He's almost nine months old (next Tuesday). He seriously can't hold still for anything. He is always crawling around and standing up next to things. It seems if I tell him no or move him away from something he takes it as an invitation to do that thing over and over and over again while laughing. He likes to play with the space heaters, blinds, computers, TV receiver, fireplace, and the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xbox&lt;/span&gt;. Anytime I do the dishes or the laundry he's always right in the middle of everything. I can't turn my head for a second without him getting into something. This is what my day consists of and I wouldn't change it for the world. I love this little kid and his personality is showing through more and more each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfKadRIlWI/AAAAAAAAAzA/vtrIj_dqpoI/s1600/DSC_0933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564138420521440610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfKadRIlWI/AAAAAAAAAzA/vtrIj_dqpoI/s320/DSC_0933.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyson opened the dishwasher and before he could take anything out Hank was there. Hank couldn't reach anything so he just climbed right in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfKSiE68oI/AAAAAAAAAy4/ua13Y_YdIps/s1600/DSC_0937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564138284373439106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfKSiE68oI/AAAAAAAAAy4/ua13Y_YdIps/s320/DSC_0937.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank really liked these Graham cracker Goldfish and I must have lift them within reach because I left the room for a second and came back to this. He was a very content little boy, all the Goldfish a kid could want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfKLqY513I/AAAAAAAAAyw/RArQkZNe0ls/s1600/DSC_0940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564138166345652082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfKLqY513I/AAAAAAAAAyw/RArQkZNe0ls/s320/DSC_0940.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfKDwj5lBI/AAAAAAAAAyo/wC2HBYuq8dM/s1600/DSC_0941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564138030563431442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfKDwj5lBI/AAAAAAAAAyo/wC2HBYuq8dM/s320/DSC_0941.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The other day I made Hank a jam sandwich with Grandma's homemade strawberry jam. He loved it. He ate two whole &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pieces&lt;/span&gt; of bread with jam and still wanted more. I mean just look how happy this kid is!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-285970489836682480?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/285970489836682480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=285970489836682480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/285970489836682480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/285970489836682480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-in-life-with-hank.html' title='A day in the life with Hank'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfKadRIlWI/AAAAAAAAAzA/vtrIj_dqpoI/s72-c/DSC_0933.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-8043657442531997975</id><published>2011-01-19T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T21:33:47.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Norwegian Christmas</title><content type='html'>We had a lot of fun at Norwegian Christmas this year. We were able to wait until Jason and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Teryn&lt;/span&gt; got in so everyone was here. After all the boys got ready we realized that it was the perfect photo op. They are all such cute boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfHHgKmexI/AAAAAAAAAyg/8qCTG_E1Ef8/s1600/DSC_0862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564134796346948370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfHHgKmexI/AAAAAAAAAyg/8qCTG_E1Ef8/s320/DSC_0862.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfG7XCZLtI/AAAAAAAAAyY/zbQRiD4PrqY/s1600/DSC_0880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564134587738173138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfG7XCZLtI/AAAAAAAAAyY/zbQRiD4PrqY/s320/DSC_0880.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had to throw this picture in because he is such a cute kid. This is Jason and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Teryn's&lt;/span&gt; youngest boy Kyle. He is just about five weeks older than Hank. I can't wait until they are a little bit older. They are going to be great friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfGzIxZ0LI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/QBzsSbsXcsg/s1600/DSC_0907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564134446469861554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfGzIxZ0LI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/QBzsSbsXcsg/s320/DSC_0907.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfGsiTVTsI/AAAAAAAAAyI/wWzz6BpUdgw/s1600/DSC_0909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564134333063974594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfGsiTVTsI/AAAAAAAAAyI/wWzz6BpUdgw/s320/DSC_0909.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing around the tree. While we were waiting for Santa to come the lights went out so we had to grab all the candles. That didn't stop us from having a good time, it just made it more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfGkmSI9ZI/AAAAAAAAAyA/PYexoiEmdzs/s1600/DSC_0911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564134196693759378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfGkmSI9ZI/AAAAAAAAAyA/PYexoiEmdzs/s320/DSC_0911.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfGd-4FhJI/AAAAAAAAAx4/kBQev3UqCMo/s1600/DSC_0918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564134083036284050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfGd-4FhJI/AAAAAAAAAx4/kBQev3UqCMo/s320/DSC_0918.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank and I patiently waiting for our chocolate bar from Santa. And since Hank isn't old enough to eat chocolate I gladly sacrificed and shared his with my family....Thanks Hank!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfGWWW8MrI/AAAAAAAAAxw/4z4VAG0pZoU/s1600/DSC_0920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564133951900758706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfGWWW8MrI/AAAAAAAAAxw/4z4VAG0pZoU/s320/DSC_0920.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids with Santa. They all got new footie pajamas. They were all so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfGOZ3-AfI/AAAAAAAAAxo/RSMT0DoydDg/s1600/DSC_0926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564133815405642226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfGOZ3-AfI/AAAAAAAAAxo/RSMT0DoydDg/s320/DSC_0926.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank on Santa's lap...he wasn't really a fan. No offense Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-8043657442531997975?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/8043657442531997975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=8043657442531997975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/8043657442531997975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/8043657442531997975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/01/norwegian-christmas.html' title='Norwegian Christmas'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfHHgKmexI/AAAAAAAAAyg/8qCTG_E1Ef8/s72-c/DSC_0862.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-1210518100172016475</id><published>2011-01-19T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T21:09:15.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Morning</title><content type='html'>Hank was totally spoiled for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;. I'm kicking myself because I didn't get a picture of all of Hanks presents but he really got spoiled by everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfC25S6ILI/AAAAAAAAAxA/Nu5QBlgRj38/s1600/DSC_0835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564130112988389554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfC25S6ILI/AAAAAAAAAxA/Nu5QBlgRj38/s320/DSC_0835.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564129962729920482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfCuJif1-I/AAAAAAAAAw4/rpCPuSvpZHY/s320/DSC_0840.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfCmM9DFNI/AAAAAAAAAww/nO7I66tBqI0/s1600/DSC_0842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564129826207634642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfCmM9DFNI/AAAAAAAAAww/nO7I66tBqI0/s320/DSC_0842.JPG" /&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/7333647185965398257-1210518100172016475?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/1210518100172016475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=1210518100172016475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/1210518100172016475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/1210518100172016475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-morning.html' title='Christmas Morning'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfC25S6ILI/AAAAAAAAAxA/Nu5QBlgRj38/s72-c/DSC_0835.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-4893498996105326428</id><published>2011-01-19T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T21:02:15.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>Every Christmas Eve the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gundersens&lt;/span&gt; get together for a little evening of music and acting out the Nativity while Grandma or Grandpa reads the Christmas Story from the Bible. This was the first year that I was able to participate in the talent show portion. You see everyone in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gundersen&lt;/span&gt; family plays a string instrument. This includes the sister-in-laws as while. I felt a little left out and so Tyson started to teach me the cello. He even bought me a cello for an early Christmas present. I only had a few lessons but I was able to play a few songs. Next year will be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfARB9MoMI/AAAAAAAAAwo/fPYQa8KIyus/s1600/DSC_0803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564127263454961858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfARB9MoMI/AAAAAAAAAwo/fPYQa8KIyus/s320/DSC_0803.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfAH8Y1ciI/AAAAAAAAAwg/AL9svge4MC0/s1600/DSC_0815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564127107341447714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfAH8Y1ciI/AAAAAAAAAwg/AL9svge4MC0/s320/DSC_0815.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTe_-669IvI/AAAAAAAAAwY/jUD6519GMCc/s1600/DSC_0817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564126952328864498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTe_-669IvI/AAAAAAAAAwY/jUD6519GMCc/s320/DSC_0817.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTe_3u4q5vI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/vZv-n9dhcLc/s1600/DSC_0826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564126828838971122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTe_3u4q5vI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/vZv-n9dhcLc/s320/DSC_0826.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank was so cute with this present from Grandma and Grandpa &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gundersen&lt;/span&gt;. He decided it was best to just stand on it...it worked because the paper ripped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTe_vVJcz-I/AAAAAAAAAwI/kNWsnEXV3Rk/s1600/DSC_0830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564126684491075554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTe_vVJcz-I/AAAAAAAAAwI/kNWsnEXV3Rk/s320/DSC_0830.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7333647185965398257-4893498996105326428?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/4893498996105326428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=4893498996105326428' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/4893498996105326428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/4893498996105326428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTfARB9MoMI/AAAAAAAAAwo/fPYQa8KIyus/s72-c/DSC_0803.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-1604601520493892112</id><published>2011-01-19T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T20:18:00.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Red Car</title><content type='html'>These pictures are from along time ago. I forgot that we had them. They are from before Thanksgiving but Hank loves this car so much I had to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564117186235152322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTe3GdYxN8I/AAAAAAAAAwA/GNWE25Ks9nE/s320/DSC_0765.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564116865249582098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTe2zxn2HBI/AAAAAAAAAv4/ENziz9fsWSc/s320/DSC_0759.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-1604601520493892112?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/1604601520493892112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=1604601520493892112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/1604601520493892112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/1604601520493892112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2011/01/little-red-car.html' title='Little Red Car'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TTe3GdYxN8I/AAAAAAAAAwA/GNWE25Ks9nE/s72-c/DSC_0765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-3631682032318546252</id><published>2010-11-10T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T11:06:39.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hank is Crawling!</title><content type='html'>Hank started crawling last Saturday. We were talking to my mom and Makell on Skype and I was trying to get him to show off his army crawl but he started to crawl on his hands and knees. We were all totally surprised. Over the last few days he's gotten braver and started to follow me throughout the house. I guess it's time for me to baby proof the house since Hank is 100% moblie now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get the video to upload but I'll keep trying and post it as soon as I can!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-3631682032318546252?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/3631682032318546252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=3631682032318546252' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/3631682032318546252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/3631682032318546252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/11/hank-is-crawling.html' title='Hank is Crawling!'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-9166851426893464646</id><published>2010-11-05T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T08:30:47.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3:00 am wake up</title><content type='html'>I woke up at 3:00 am to Hank talking to himself &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; the baby monitor. I went into his room and this is what I found. He was totally content just playing. I didn't catch it with the camera but he was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;desperately&lt;/span&gt; trying to get the cords for the monitor through the bars of the crib. It took me a while to get him back to sleep because he was up and ready for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TNQiaH3tv9I/AAAAAAAAAvk/16nv1PjFmMM/s1600/DSC_0758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536087674129858514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TNQiaH3tv9I/AAAAAAAAAvk/16nv1PjFmMM/s320/DSC_0758.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-9166851426893464646?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/9166851426893464646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=9166851426893464646' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/9166851426893464646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/9166851426893464646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/11/300-am-wake-up.html' title='3:00 am wake up'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TNQiaH3tv9I/AAAAAAAAAvk/16nv1PjFmMM/s72-c/DSC_0758.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-5551488996356832024</id><published>2010-10-30T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T20:43:26.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>Tonight was our ward Truck or Treat party. It was lots of fun to see all of the great costumes. They even handed out prizes for the best costumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TMzk2lpKt0I/AAAAAAAAAvU/wR0mawCSkr8/s1600/DSCN0616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534049668600346434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TMzk2lpKt0I/AAAAAAAAAvU/wR0mawCSkr8/s320/DSCN0616.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorry the picture is really bad. We had to use our old camera because we couldn't get the timer to work on our new one. If you can't tell Tyson is Jim Bob the Animal Control man and I'm a kitty and Hank is a puppy that Tyson, I mean Jim Bob, has rescued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TMzjkTwuVPI/AAAAAAAAAu8/H1pO2GdjKiM/s1600/DSCN0614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534048255050929394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TMzjkTwuVPI/AAAAAAAAAu8/H1pO2GdjKiM/s320/DSCN0614.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another blurry picture...Sorry &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TMziJic60zI/AAAAAAAAAu0/LE18NzqpfRQ/s1600/DSC_0693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534046695626298162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TMziJic60zI/AAAAAAAAAu0/LE18NzqpfRQ/s320/DSC_0693.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's right! Our little baby boy/puppy got third place in the child's category. We are so proud of him. There was even another little boy with the exact same costume on but Hank wore it better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TMzhxmIdWOI/AAAAAAAAAus/9bnqbVpw6hU/s1600/DSC_0688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534046284297361634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TMzhxmIdWOI/AAAAAAAAAus/9bnqbVpw6hU/s320/DSC_0688.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had to add this one too because his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tongue&lt;/span&gt; is out like a puppy and I thought it was cute. &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/7333647185965398257-5551488996356832024?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/5551488996356832024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=5551488996356832024' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/5551488996356832024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/5551488996356832024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TMzk2lpKt0I/AAAAAAAAAvU/wR0mawCSkr8/s72-c/DSCN0616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-6897505733617739824</id><published>2010-10-30T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T13:33:48.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Six months</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it but our little boy is six months old. Yesterday at the doctors he weighed 18lb 2oz - 80% and is 27 1/2 in long - 75%. He is growing up so fast. He starting sitting on his own at five months but now he is doing so much better at not tipping over. He's not crawling yet but he is always getting up on his hands and knees and rocks back and forth. I know it's only a matter of time until he's crawling around. Even though he's not "crawling" he will get where he wants with a series of rolls and twists. He sure is a mover. He loves his daddy very much and always has a huge grin on his face when Tyson gets home. Hanks likes to sit by the window and watch for Tyson to pull up. I haven't taken six month pictures yet but they will be taken soon. These are a few recent pics of our little Hank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TMyAh_Oi4oI/AAAAAAAAAuk/s5nAmfBK-30/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533939363527975554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TMyAh_Oi4oI/AAAAAAAAAuk/s5nAmfBK-30/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TMyAbVNuqrI/AAAAAAAAAuc/_wsP6_8IWHw/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533939249171049138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TMyAbVNuqrI/AAAAAAAAAuc/_wsP6_8IWHw/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TMyAWQbbwcI/AAAAAAAAAuU/i-FBSkyHHF8/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533939161987006914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TMyAWQbbwcI/AAAAAAAAAuU/i-FBSkyHHF8/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TMyAQSYMNPI/AAAAAAAAAuM/DHRX9Mv5Q_U/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533939059431060722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TMyAQSYMNPI/AAAAAAAAAuM/DHRX9Mv5Q_U/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TMx_pjGvZLI/AAAAAAAAAuE/kSpxnVyvu8Y/s1600/DSC_0684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533938393906373810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TMx_pjGvZLI/AAAAAAAAAuE/kSpxnVyvu8Y/s320/DSC_0684.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When Hank and I went home for a week Susan put Hank in the toy closet. He was so excited. There were toys everywhere and he didn't know which one to play with first.&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/7333647185965398257-6897505733617739824?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/6897505733617739824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=6897505733617739824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/6897505733617739824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/6897505733617739824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/10/six-months.html' title='Six months'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TMyAh_Oi4oI/AAAAAAAAAuk/s5nAmfBK-30/s72-c/021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-3629587916149581255</id><published>2010-10-11T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T22:23:02.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carving Pumpkins</title><content type='html'>For FHE tonight we were invited to our friends, Steve and Liz Puffer, to carve pumpkins. We had so much fun. Steve is a 4th year dental student and carpools with Tyson. They are also the managers of our apartment complex. They have three little girls that are full of energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPvAcex-OI/AAAAAAAAAt8/fM5Id8T035I/s1600/DSC_0660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527023958638065890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPvAcex-OI/AAAAAAAAAt8/fM5Id8T035I/s320/DSC_0660.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyson carving his pumpkin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPu5RKMohI/AAAAAAAAAt0/LfUj_JsoBCA/s1600/DSC_0661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527023835339858450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPu5RKMohI/AAAAAAAAAt0/LfUj_JsoBCA/s320/DSC_0661.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steve and his two oldest daughters, Xilone and Miki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPuwDKtLsI/AAAAAAAAAts/jlfdqLf-HyY/s1600/DSC_0662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527023676965072578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPuwDKtLsI/AAAAAAAAAts/jlfdqLf-HyY/s320/DSC_0662.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Xilone and Miki carving their pumpkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPun_HnIzI/AAAAAAAAAtk/-K61ziFmTKk/s1600/DSC_0663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527023538439398194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPun_HnIzI/AAAAAAAAAtk/-K61ziFmTKk/s320/DSC_0663.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is how Hank spent the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPuZu6MPDI/AAAAAAAAAtc/DrAFhokzwy8/s1600/DSC_0667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527023293569973298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPuZu6MPDI/AAAAAAAAAtc/DrAFhokzwy8/s320/DSC_0667.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miki and Xilone with their finished pumpkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPuOyIyKXI/AAAAAAAAAtU/MhTF2xwpHoo/s1600/DSC_0672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527023105457924466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPuOyIyKXI/AAAAAAAAAtU/MhTF2xwpHoo/s320/DSC_0672.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are our pumpkins. Hank worked so hard on his pumpkin. It turned out so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPuDzGDasI/AAAAAAAAAtM/FufSu3zePEM/s1600/DSC_0681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527022916736346818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPuDzGDasI/AAAAAAAAAtM/FufSu3zePEM/s320/DSC_0681.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank loved his pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPt6riyoAI/AAAAAAAAAtE/95WabtF9sNg/s1600/DSC_0676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527022760090574850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPt6riyoAI/AAAAAAAAAtE/95WabtF9sNg/s320/DSC_0676.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPtyRGq-II/AAAAAAAAAs8/shAyOcT4K1w/s1600/DSC_0675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527022615554357378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPtyRGq-II/AAAAAAAAAs8/shAyOcT4K1w/s320/DSC_0675.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Happy little boy!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-3629587916149581255?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/3629587916149581255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=3629587916149581255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/3629587916149581255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/3629587916149581255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/10/carving-pumpkins.html' title='Carving Pumpkins'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPvAcex-OI/AAAAAAAAAt8/fM5Id8T035I/s72-c/DSC_0660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-7362468977345083702</id><published>2010-10-11T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T22:08:04.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More of Hank</title><content type='html'>Sorry but our blog has really become just a Hank-fest but he's the cutest one in the family so why not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPoDwvA41I/AAAAAAAAAs0/pEZ6sj5Q2Rw/s1600/DSC_0658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527016319033074514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPoDwvA41I/AAAAAAAAAs0/pEZ6sj5Q2Rw/s320/DSC_0658.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank is doing so good at sitting up all by himself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPn5eRCC2I/AAAAAAAAAss/4UzOYf3xc9o/s1600/DSC_0656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527016142276791138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPn5eRCC2I/AAAAAAAAAss/4UzOYf3xc9o/s320/DSC_0656.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank watching one of his favorite shows, Tarzan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPntgBWMLI/AAAAAAAAAsk/enPCo0cKze4/s1600/DSC_0653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527015936589443250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPntgBWMLI/AAAAAAAAAsk/enPCo0cKze4/s320/DSC_0653.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank helping me with the dishes. He got mad that his walker stopped him from reaching the dishes so I gave him a paper cup and he was in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPnecCCNVI/AAAAAAAAAsc/XvKZWO8BV_w/s1600/DSC_0648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527015677820548434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPnecCCNVI/AAAAAAAAAsc/XvKZWO8BV_w/s320/DSC_0648.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Blast from the past. Hank in one of Tyson's baby outfits. Totally 80's but still cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPnTeOZjpI/AAAAAAAAAsU/PDAJI9b1c70/s1600/DSC_0642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527015489430720146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPnTeOZjpI/AAAAAAAAAsU/PDAJI9b1c70/s320/DSC_0642.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank watching football with his daddy. It starts out young...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPm-4SV47I/AAAAAAAAAsM/syyIRChhte8/s1600/DSC_0640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527015135649326002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPm-4SV47I/AAAAAAAAAsM/syyIRChhte8/s320/DSC_0640.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank loves this lizard. He held it in his mouth like this for about 10 minutes. It was really funny. He almost growled while he chewed on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPmtsv3WSI/AAAAAAAAAsE/V3z0vNCiHnk/s1600/DSC_0632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527014840494151970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPmtsv3WSI/AAAAAAAAAsE/V3z0vNCiHnk/s320/DSC_0632.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tyson bought some crab pods and a buoy. Hank thought it was the perfect toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPmljbZLeI/AAAAAAAAAr8/rjdWS4R8PgQ/s1600/DSC_0628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527014700553416162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPmljbZLeI/AAAAAAAAAr8/rjdWS4R8PgQ/s320/DSC_0628.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Strike a pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPma9Ax2kI/AAAAAAAAAr0/SKqA152MxVg/s1600/DSC_0624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527014518442547778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPma9Ax2kI/AAAAAAAAAr0/SKqA152MxVg/s320/DSC_0624.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Chewy on the rope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPktEUONEI/AAAAAAAAArs/9elgJ13g3xc/s1600/DSC_0623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527012630617535554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPktEUONEI/AAAAAAAAArs/9elgJ13g3xc/s320/DSC_0623.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyson is very good at rocking Hank to sleep. It's almost instant, just a few minutes and Hank is out. He usually ends up in some weird position that doesn't really look that comfortable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPkXiRSSLI/AAAAAAAAArk/-Fm76UBli04/s1600/DSC_0620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527012260701161650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPkXiRSSLI/AAAAAAAAArk/-Fm76UBli04/s320/DSC_0620.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just had to include this picture because I thought he was so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPkL6HA1PI/AAAAAAAAArc/FReAoXZbcko/s1600/DSC_0618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527012060942095602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPkL6HA1PI/AAAAAAAAArc/FReAoXZbcko/s320/DSC_0618.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The other morning I put Hank down on his blanket and walked around the corner into the kitchen. Just a few minutes later Hank was "talking" really loud so I went to see what he was talking about and this is what I found. He thought it was pretty funny.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-7362468977345083702?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/7362468977345083702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=7362468977345083702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/7362468977345083702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/7362468977345083702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/10/more-of-hank.html' title='More of Hank'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TLPoDwvA41I/AAAAAAAAAs0/pEZ6sj5Q2Rw/s72-c/DSC_0658.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-8006542651283909416</id><published>2010-10-02T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T16:03:47.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A gentleman (tourist) was kind enough to take our picture.  We were all smiling cause he knew how to count to three.... at least he tried too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TKe59Sx4-CI/AAAAAAAAArU/NioyN-xvu5c/s1600/DSC_0608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TKe59Sx4-CI/AAAAAAAAArU/NioyN-xvu5c/s320/DSC_0608.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523587930657454114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the one that cut my thumb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TKe5oHcfSAI/AAAAAAAAArM/NBxaCbQ2CLI/s1600/DSCN0602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TKe5oHcfSAI/AAAAAAAAArM/NBxaCbQ2CLI/s320/DSCN0602.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523587566837647362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brett invited me to go sturgeon fishing.  It was a lot of fun.  We caught 8 "shakers" which means that they were too small to keep.  I had fun though, they fight pretty hard.  They have sharp spines down their backs and sides and if you are not careful they will cut your hands.  (found  that out the hard way). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TKe46cTGMJI/AAAAAAAAArE/_c0RMU1_hjU/s1600/DSCN0603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TKe46cTGMJI/AAAAAAAAArE/_c0RMU1_hjU/s320/DSCN0603.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523586782161416338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Josh said I wasn't pulling my weight, I didn't follow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TKe4i_ovyeI/AAAAAAAAAq8/_aruj3l0FPc/s1600/DSC_0606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TKe4i_ovyeI/AAAAAAAAAq8/_aruj3l0FPc/s320/DSC_0606.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523586379330603490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got Crabs!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TKe4SVTol4I/AAAAAAAAAq0/51WpsYxfbUw/s1600/DSC_0602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TKe4SVTol4I/AAAAAAAAAq0/51WpsYxfbUw/s320/DSC_0602.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523586093089855362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is how Josh ruined his pants, shoes, and hat.  We did have lots of fun though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TKe39px9dzI/AAAAAAAAAqs/jlJMopuKwic/s1600/DSC_0598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TKe39px9dzI/AAAAAAAAAqs/jlJMopuKwic/s320/DSC_0598.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523585737808508722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-8006542651283909416?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/8006542651283909416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=8006542651283909416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/8006542651283909416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/8006542651283909416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/10/gentleman-tourist-was-kind-enough-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TKe59Sx4-CI/AAAAAAAAArU/NioyN-xvu5c/s72-c/DSC_0608.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-8733409536556168314</id><published>2010-09-13T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T17:30:26.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent Happenings</title><content type='html'>Here are a bunch of random pictures of our life the last few weeks. Okay so it's mostly Hank's life but that what most people are interested in anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI66ldRS59I/AAAAAAAAAqg/yrkmYYS7HXw/s1600/DSC_0528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516551746250532818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI66ldRS59I/AAAAAAAAAqg/yrkmYYS7HXw/s320/DSC_0528.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the face we usually get when we pull out the camera. He's not really a fan and tries to figure out what you are pointing at his face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whenever Tyson is home there is a lot of father/son bonding which I love. It's so great to see Hank having fun with his dad. Tyson is so much better at getting him to laugh so I just sit back and watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI66dzc9jhI/AAAAAAAAAqY/KORERb1Ry30/s1600/DSC_0521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516551614766091794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI66dzc9jhI/AAAAAAAAAqY/KORERb1Ry30/s320/DSC_0521.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank loves to "fly" through the air. Actually he just loves to be held in the air. He wraps his feet around your arm and holds on tight, which is good for the crazy rides Tyson gives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI66VfySZtI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/Jt6--3vWX-o/s1600/DSC_0526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516551472047875794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI66VfySZtI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/Jt6--3vWX-o/s320/DSC_0526.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank also likes to be tossed in the air. We told ever really let him leave our hands but he loves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI66ISnuJYI/AAAAAAAAAqI/6lAq4SaizIE/s1600/DSC_0529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516551245175596418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI66ISnuJYI/AAAAAAAAAqI/6lAq4SaizIE/s320/DSC_0529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My two boys just hanging out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI66AN8Z3pI/AAAAAAAAAqA/dsEaIigDk28/s1600/DSC_0531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516551106481217170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI66AN8Z3pI/AAAAAAAAAqA/dsEaIigDk28/s320/DSC_0531.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at the smile. My boys are very handsome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI651BiOheI/AAAAAAAAAp4/bYKAif8ROBY/s1600/DSC_0540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516550914171635170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI651BiOheI/AAAAAAAAAp4/bYKAif8ROBY/s320/DSC_0540.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank is usually in this position, at least until he accidentally rolls over. Then he gets mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI65tNEDASI/AAAAAAAAApw/GKjhb6-shCk/s1600/DSC_0544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516550779827323170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI65tNEDASI/AAAAAAAAApw/GKjhb6-shCk/s320/DSC_0544.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look Mom I have toes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI65i1vBmnI/AAAAAAAAApo/yeMeMek19xE/s1600/DSC_0546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516550601766443634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI65i1vBmnI/AAAAAAAAApo/yeMeMek19xE/s320/DSC_0546.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's favorite again. We can't put him in pants because then he can't bring his legs up. So usually is just in a onesie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI65aK3a_jI/AAAAAAAAApg/K9Pb7Wull68/s1600/DSC_0548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516550452819983922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI65aK3a_jI/AAAAAAAAApg/K9Pb7Wull68/s320/DSC_0548.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This little kid has been eating so much. He loves his solids and so far hasn't really turned down anything although he does have his favorites: pears and applesauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI65PbaapuI/AAAAAAAAApY/x74SLT3SAnM/s1600/DSC_0549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516550268283168482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI65PbaapuI/AAAAAAAAApY/x74SLT3SAnM/s320/DSC_0549.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The other day Hank was playing on the floor while I cleaning up alittle and when I came back into his room this is what I found. I thought it was so cute I had to snap a pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI65FpY4qUI/AAAAAAAAApQ/D2beCD9zOKA/s1600/DSC_0551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516550100236151106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI65FpY4qUI/AAAAAAAAApQ/D2beCD9zOKA/s320/DSC_0551.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I first get up in the morning I prop Hank up in the middle on the bed while I get ready and I looked over and he had laid down and was watching me through the mirror. So cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI646i05KrI/AAAAAAAAApI/xtVbzHLX3MQ/s1600/DSC_0553.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;&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/7333647185965398257-8733409536556168314?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/8733409536556168314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=8733409536556168314' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/8733409536556168314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/8733409536556168314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/09/recent-happenings.html' title='Recent Happenings'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI66ldRS59I/AAAAAAAAAqg/yrkmYYS7HXw/s72-c/DSC_0528.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-4960012615481677376</id><published>2010-09-13T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T13:23:43.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fish Hatchery</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Tyson's aunt and uncle, Brett and Jeanette, took us to the Fish Hatchery to see all the salmon. It was pretty cool, I've never been to hatchery before. Now if Tyson was posting he could tell you what the salmon count is but I really have no idea. So all you get from me are pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI6E1Y38ouI/AAAAAAAAApA/dZ2WWiDvVhs/s1600/DSC_0553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516492646320480994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI6E1Y38ouI/AAAAAAAAApA/dZ2WWiDvVhs/s320/DSC_0553.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In front of the fish ladder...the fish have to swim up it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI6EqL6oqeI/AAAAAAAAAo4/FvY9uYA3MsI/s1600/DSC_0554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516492453863533026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI6EqL6oqeI/AAAAAAAAAo4/FvY9uYA3MsI/s320/DSC_0554.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's kind of hard to see but there was a ton of fish, and they were huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI6Ei_G9LlI/AAAAAAAAAow/5HWTfUpClgA/s1600/DSC_0558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516492330166464082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI6Ei_G9LlI/AAAAAAAAAow/5HWTfUpClgA/s320/DSC_0558.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Inside there were windows you could look through and see the fish. Hank loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI6Ea2DrbfI/AAAAAAAAAoo/8WWgwo1bTCk/s1600/DSC_0560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516492190297845234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI6Ea2DrbfI/AAAAAAAAAoo/8WWgwo1bTCk/s320/DSC_0560.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This sturgeon was playing peek-a-boo with us. He kept sliding back and forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI6ENrcclOI/AAAAAAAAAog/S37sM7IAOKQ/s1600/DSC_0561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516491964110640354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI6ENrcclOI/AAAAAAAAAog/S37sM7IAOKQ/s320/DSC_0561.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's again hard to see but the sturgeon in the lower right corner of the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI6EEBedmYI/AAAAAAAAAoY/0VB_0e_XXSg/s1600/DSC_0563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516491798225983874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI6EEBedmYI/AAAAAAAAAoY/0VB_0e_XXSg/s320/DSC_0563.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A couple of the big fish. They were basically the same size as Hank if not bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI6DxTHDl8I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/qZ9bBN3JalU/s1600/DSC_0568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516491476542134210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI6DxTHDl8I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/qZ9bBN3JalU/s320/DSC_0568.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank and Daddy checking out the big fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516491265984927922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI6DlCuTmLI/AAAAAAAAAoI/w_G0qP85Omc/s320/DSC_0570.JPG" /&gt; The Sturgeon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI6AKhR3mHI/AAAAAAAAAn4/TZ8tfGvasrQ/s1600/DSC_0574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516487511795800178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI6AKhR3mHI/AAAAAAAAAn4/TZ8tfGvasrQ/s320/DSC_0574.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is at the fish hatchery. Once the fish come up stream there is this wall. There is a current coming through the wall so the fish know that there is something on the other side and they really want to get through, so they just sit there and jump into the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI6AAwcXekI/AAAAAAAAAnw/-yP7YwEpgfc/s1600/DSC_0576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516487344067672642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI6AAwcXekI/AAAAAAAAAnw/-yP7YwEpgfc/s320/DSC_0576.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look how big they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI5_0dYn0XI/AAAAAAAAAno/-wsKL8exX-k/s1600/DSC_0578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516487132793262450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI5_0dYn0XI/AAAAAAAAAno/-wsKL8exX-k/s320/DSC_0578.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tyson in front of the holding tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI5_jGYK5LI/AAAAAAAAAng/xJmPvPlc7Fg/s1600/DSC_0580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516486834559575218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI5_jGYK5LI/AAAAAAAAAng/xJmPvPlc7Fg/s320/DSC_0580.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Again hard to see but these fish are swimming up stream to the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI5_WYnZ13I/AAAAAAAAAnY/1Pd-Y3qTiYI/s1600/DSC_0581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516486616117008242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI5_WYnZ13I/AAAAAAAAAnY/1Pd-Y3qTiYI/s320/DSC_0581.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now this is Herman the Sturgeon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is about 70 years old, weighs about 450lbs and is about 12 feet long.&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-4960012615481677376?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/4960012615481677376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=4960012615481677376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/4960012615481677376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/4960012615481677376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/09/fish-hatchery.html' title='Fish Hatchery'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TI6E1Y38ouI/AAAAAAAAApA/dZ2WWiDvVhs/s72-c/DSC_0553.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-7746408937119286534</id><published>2010-09-02T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T13:36:03.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tyson's trip to the beach</title><content type='html'>Tyson went to Cannon Beach last week with his classmates. They went for a professionalism conference...talk about fun. They left Thursday morning and got back Friday night. They even got to have a sand castle competition. I would tell you more about the pictures and what was going on but unfortunately Hank and I had to stay home, so take the pictures for what they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TIAJbO1V_jI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/jo6X98cc2BI/s1600/DSCN0552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512416307344440882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TIAJbO1V_jI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/jo6X98cc2BI/s320/DSCN0552.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TIAJSslJJyI/AAAAAAAAAnI/5GtrI3EApzM/s1600/DSCN0555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512416160710731554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TIAJSslJJyI/AAAAAAAAAnI/5GtrI3EApzM/s320/DSCN0555.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TIAJEx4kQzI/AAAAAAAAAnA/1SNOLGQ17vs/s1600/DSCN0558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512415921616208690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TIAJEx4kQzI/AAAAAAAAAnA/1SNOLGQ17vs/s320/DSCN0558.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TIAI5N_7uXI/AAAAAAAAAm4/PU9Reh7JztY/s1600/DSCN0559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512415723004868978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TIAI5N_7uXI/AAAAAAAAAm4/PU9Reh7JztY/s320/DSCN0559.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TIAIxCYfltI/AAAAAAAAAmw/338wBY5FFcE/s1600/DSCN0563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512415582447703762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TIAIxCYfltI/AAAAAAAAAmw/338wBY5FFcE/s320/DSCN0563.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TIAIjZ34BNI/AAAAAAAAAmo/1JQKxrZMaz0/s1600/DSCN0565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512415348235175122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TIAIjZ34BNI/AAAAAAAAAmo/1JQKxrZMaz0/s320/DSCN0565.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TIAIY0GMwmI/AAAAAAAAAmg/kg-qV3KPH0k/s1600/DSCN0568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512415166296015458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TIAIY0GMwmI/AAAAAAAAAmg/kg-qV3KPH0k/s320/DSCN0568.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TIAIOiFI13I/AAAAAAAAAmY/0Njf6KeO334/s1600/DSCN0571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512414989661034354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TIAIOiFI13I/AAAAAAAAAmY/0Njf6KeO334/s320/DSCN0571.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TIAIDFnl8lI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/8ef84HTWMHk/s1600/DSCN0575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512414793042358866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TIAIDFnl8lI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/8ef84HTWMHk/s320/DSCN0575.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TIAH2_SiEnI/AAAAAAAAAmI/W7jIIMJGN40/s1600/DSCN0576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512414585184981618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TIAH2_SiEnI/AAAAAAAAAmI/W7jIIMJGN40/s320/DSCN0576.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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-7746408937119286534?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/7746408937119286534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=7746408937119286534' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/7746408937119286534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/7746408937119286534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/09/tysons-trip-to-beach.html' title='Tyson&apos;s trip to the beach'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TIAJbO1V_jI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/jo6X98cc2BI/s72-c/DSCN0552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-3800799117433998178</id><published>2010-08-28T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T23:04:30.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raccoons</title><content type='html'>These pictures are a little dark but you can still see the little family of raccoons we have out our back door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/THn3HWrWDZI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/8PflFhjYJ50/s1600/DSC_0513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510707324783037842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/THn3HWrWDZI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/8PflFhjYJ50/s320/DSC_0513.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/THn29t2hAdI/AAAAAAAAAlI/VmK3XL-caTw/s1600/DSC_0514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510707159205216722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/THn29t2hAdI/AAAAAAAAAlI/VmK3XL-caTw/s320/DSC_0514.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/THn20HJS9vI/AAAAAAAAAlA/5p40wHCFxec/s1600/DSC_0515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510706994196182770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/THn20HJS9vI/AAAAAAAAAlA/5p40wHCFxec/s320/DSC_0515.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/THn2tf9O5wI/AAAAAAAAAk4/QwNHjibHejg/s1600/DSC_0516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510706880597387010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/THn2tf9O5wI/AAAAAAAAAk4/QwNHjibHejg/s320/DSC_0516.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/THn2nhYDR5I/AAAAAAAAAkw/oDHkbkfI3Ik/s1600/DSC_0517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510706777899091858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/THn2nhYDR5I/AAAAAAAAAkw/oDHkbkfI3Ik/s320/DSC_0517.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/THn2hgCirrI/AAAAAAAAAko/q3F0wpjPnxY/s1600/DSC_0518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510706674461224626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/THn2hgCirrI/AAAAAAAAAko/q3F0wpjPnxY/s320/DSC_0518.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/THn2Z5FzH6I/AAAAAAAAAkg/pWnwaApd6nQ/s1600/DSC_0519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510706543746817954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/THn2Z5FzH6I/AAAAAAAAAkg/pWnwaApd6nQ/s320/DSC_0519.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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-3800799117433998178?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/3800799117433998178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=3800799117433998178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/3800799117433998178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/3800799117433998178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/08/raccoons.html' title='Raccoons'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/THn3HWrWDZI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/8PflFhjYJ50/s72-c/DSC_0513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-861689985447705778</id><published>2010-08-26T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T13:44:06.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hank's first pet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tyson and I decided it would be fun to let Hank have a pet. I know he's only 4 months old but honestly I think it was more for Tyson than Hank. We got Hank three little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fishies&lt;/span&gt;. They are goldfish named after his favorite movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509817268791358242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/THbNnRufMyI/AAAAAAAAAkY/s3uOvGzpYco/s320/DSC_0505.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miss Sally&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509817111153016002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/THbNeGek_MI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/znXqYilUIzg/s320/DSC_0506.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mater&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509816964498263570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/THbNVkJXDhI/AAAAAAAAAkI/DetHDVrh8hM/s320/DSC_0507.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lightning &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Sorry this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pictures&lt;/span&gt; are the best I could do while holding Hank.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-861689985447705778?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/861689985447705778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=861689985447705778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/861689985447705778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/861689985447705778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/08/hanks-first-pet.html' title='Hank&apos;s first pet'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/THbNnRufMyI/AAAAAAAAAkY/s3uOvGzpYco/s72-c/DSC_0505.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-7059285314612968702</id><published>2010-08-25T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T12:09:52.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hank is Four Months old</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to say Happy Four Month Birthday to my little man. He and I have become really good friends that last couple weeks because it's just been the two of us. A few things about Hank at 4 months:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hank is such a happy little guy. All you have to do is look at him and he'll give you the biggest grin back. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He likes to stay up late and sleep in late. (still working on this one)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He loves his bath time. He'll kick and splash as long as I let him, even if the water has gone cold.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He loves eating solid food. His favorite so far is pears.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is always wanting to sit up, which is hard because he is not even close to doing it on his own.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He has rolled from stomach to back four times in one day over a month ago and will not do it again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He rolled from his back to his stomach last &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; but no one saw it and he won't do it again. (little stinker)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He hardly ever gets sad but when he does he has a lower lip that sticks out at least a mile.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He has found his hands and feet and that alone will entertain him for a long time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He LOVES to be outside. We go on at least one walk everyday, sometimes three or four. This kid is super smart about it too...he'll start screaming the second I close the door, so we can't come inside until he's asleep and even then he'll wake up just a few minutes later.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/THVg5CiKo4I/AAAAAAAAAj4/fblfwmEsnao/s1600/DSC_0503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509416252206654338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/THVg5CiKo4I/AAAAAAAAAj4/fblfwmEsnao/s320/DSC_0503.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy took this pic this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509415137592938802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/THVf4KRjETI/AAAAAAAAAjw/ZIBhm_pReww/s320/Hank.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favorite picture. He is such a little man. Sorry the quality isn't super...it was taken with my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509420020645902546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/THVkUZEGONI/AAAAAAAAAkA/fRfHjUtxHHk/s320/DSC_0086.JPG" /&gt; This is the only picture we have of "the lip" it usually sticks out further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just love this kid so much. Right now we are watching Toy Story and he keeps letting out little giggles...co cute! We are so blessed to have him in our family. Every day I can see little bits of his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;personality&lt;/span&gt; coming out.&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/7333647185965398257-7059285314612968702?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/7059285314612968702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=7059285314612968702' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/7059285314612968702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/7059285314612968702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/08/hank-is-four-months-old.html' title='Hank is Four Months old'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/THVg5CiKo4I/AAAAAAAAAj4/fblfwmEsnao/s72-c/DSC_0503.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-1456747675335505902</id><published>2010-08-19T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T12:57:55.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New Place!</title><content type='html'>Here are a few pictures for all those that wanted to see our new place...Erin... Our apartment may be small but we love it and it's in such a great area. We are only a few blocks from the Portland Temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TG2KVXVEXVI/AAAAAAAAAjc/-8ZMMe4mAo0/s1600/DSC_0502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507210018988252498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TG2KVXVEXVI/AAAAAAAAAjc/-8ZMMe4mAo0/s320/DSC_0502.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is in our cute entryway...Thanks again mom! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TG2J8PimqoI/AAAAAAAAAjU/6YUYNqhVCe8/s1600/DSC_0493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507209587400813186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TG2J8PimqoI/AAAAAAAAAjU/6YUYNqhVCe8/s320/DSC_0493.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank's Bedroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TG2J1UnhTBI/AAAAAAAAAjM/ZX095Yx0uIA/s1600/DSC_0494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507209468504525842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TG2J1UnhTBI/AAAAAAAAAjM/ZX095Yx0uIA/s320/DSC_0494.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Master Bedroom (from the hallway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TG2JkaFhc-I/AAAAAAAAAjE/tDlsRxQK3yY/s1600/DSC_0495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507209177914766306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TG2JkaFhc-I/AAAAAAAAAjE/tDlsRxQK3yY/s320/DSC_0495.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Master Bedroom (from bathroom) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TG2Jc7Qt5zI/AAAAAAAAAi8/eUaxMzKp2yY/s1600/DSC_0496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507209049381136178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TG2Jc7Qt5zI/AAAAAAAAAi8/eUaxMzKp2yY/s320/DSC_0496.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Master Bathroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TG2JXHMVX7I/AAAAAAAAAi0/ISnEiEb_JNs/s1600/DSC_0497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507208949504761778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TG2JXHMVX7I/AAAAAAAAAi0/ISnEiEb_JNs/s320/DSC_0497.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bathroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TG2I9jktNCI/AAAAAAAAAis/5r5Z_yDXAok/s1600/DSC_0498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507208510446580770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TG2I9jktNCI/AAAAAAAAAis/5r5Z_yDXAok/s320/DSC_0498.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Front Room (from hallway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TG2I2g9WWeI/AAAAAAAAAik/omD8M_DziB0/s1600/DSC_0499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507208389485550050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TG2I2g9WWeI/AAAAAAAAAik/omD8M_DziB0/s320/DSC_0499.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Front Room (from fireplace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TG2IwbplszI/AAAAAAAAAic/KAtatZehgkw/s1600/DSC_0500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507208284981277490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TG2IwbplszI/AAAAAAAAAic/KAtatZehgkw/s320/DSC_0500.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TG2IpAvDLDI/AAAAAAAAAiU/AVtiulBdJBk/s1600/DSC_0501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507208157497338930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TG2IpAvDLDI/AAAAAAAAAiU/AVtiulBdJBk/s320/DSC_0501.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dinning area/Tyson's study room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is the last room I have left to organize and since it's also Tyson's study room there is a lot of stuff there. We also just started putting stuff there that we didn't know what else to do with, so this is going to be a weekend project. That way Tyson will be able to help in between study times. We really do love where we are but we miss everyone back at home. We love you all!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-1456747675335505902?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/1456747675335505902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=1456747675335505902' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/1456747675335505902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/1456747675335505902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/08/our-new-place.html' title='Our New Place!'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TG2KVXVEXVI/AAAAAAAAAjc/-8ZMMe4mAo0/s72-c/DSC_0502.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-7438857299640462835</id><published>2010-08-17T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T13:24:28.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waluga Park</title><content type='html'>Tyson and I found this fun little park about a mile from our house. There is acutally two parks connected with this little dirt path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGruWHN74DI/AAAAAAAAAiM/Q0qthbwhAIw/s1600/DSC_0462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506475558075883570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGruWHN74DI/AAAAAAAAAiM/Q0qthbwhAIw/s320/DSC_0462.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy and Hank walking down the path, Hank slept through most of the park trip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGruE7EIi-I/AAAAAAAAAiE/OU6yzJ-lOoU/s1600/DSC_0465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506475262755769314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGruE7EIi-I/AAAAAAAAAiE/OU6yzJ-lOoU/s320/DSC_0465.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This path is full of lots of yummy wild berries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrt8nxZEeI/AAAAAAAAAh8/IaRpYbOpks8/s1600/DSC_0466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506475120137933282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrt8nxZEeI/AAAAAAAAAh8/IaRpYbOpks8/s320/DSC_0466.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The yummy berries that Tyson picked, they were so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrtp8gfD3I/AAAAAAAAAh0/hiOht7giPcM/s1600/DSC_0467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506474799286652786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrtp8gfD3I/AAAAAAAAAh0/hiOht7giPcM/s320/DSC_0467.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank and Daddy on the spider web&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrtdhm0SzI/AAAAAAAAAhs/jEYJ_9A_mkQ/s1600/DSC_0474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506474585907022642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrtdhm0SzI/AAAAAAAAAhs/jEYJ_9A_mkQ/s320/DSC_0474.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy helping Hank down the slide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrtKnMXV8I/AAAAAAAAAhk/nXvtNR7OeK8/s1600/DSC_0476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506474260989171650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrtKnMXV8I/AAAAAAAAAhk/nXvtNR7OeK8/s320/DSC_0476.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank and Daddy on the pirate ship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrs5CAzBlI/AAAAAAAAAhc/lzYKKMlsHOU/s1600/DSC_0479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506473958950766162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrs5CAzBlI/AAAAAAAAAhc/lzYKKMlsHOU/s320/DSC_0479.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank and mommy on the bouncing frog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrsnH_W1FI/AAAAAAAAAhU/hqIGcYeVB1o/s1600/DSC_0487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506473651317691474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrsnH_W1FI/AAAAAAAAAhU/hqIGcYeVB1o/s320/DSC_0487.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank and Mommy on the alligator &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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-7438857299640462835?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/7438857299640462835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=7438857299640462835' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/7438857299640462835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/7438857299640462835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/08/waluga-park.html' title='Waluga Park'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGruWHN74DI/AAAAAAAAAiM/Q0qthbwhAIw/s72-c/DSC_0462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-3080403010202695779</id><published>2010-08-17T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T13:07:39.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hank's first cereal</title><content type='html'>Hank had been wanting to eat every 2-2 1/2 hours which is okay during the day but not so fun at night. We decided to start him on rice cereal to help him sleep throught the night. He loved it from the start and still enjoys his rice cereal time. My little boy is such a good eater. There is a lot of pictures because they were all cute I had a hard time picking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrpu6wFplI/AAAAAAAAAhM/JACgEpL_a8E/s1600/DSC_0403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506470486668060242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrpu6wFplI/AAAAAAAAAhM/JACgEpL_a8E/s320/DSC_0403.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The before shot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrpmQTSBqI/AAAAAAAAAhE/TvV_rZGULh8/s1600/DSC_0409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506470337833993890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrpmQTSBqI/AAAAAAAAAhE/TvV_rZGULh8/s320/DSC_0409.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The smile after the first bite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrpPgLv06I/AAAAAAAAAg8/iRnpsPE6xB8/s1600/DSC_0417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506469946960368546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrpPgLv06I/AAAAAAAAAg8/iRnpsPE6xB8/s320/DSC_0417.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wasn't feeding him fast enough he had to help me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrpFldYQpI/AAAAAAAAAg0/Ftg-z-zf_uw/s1600/DSC_0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506469776577806994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrpFldYQpI/AAAAAAAAAg0/Ftg-z-zf_uw/s320/DSC_0418.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGro5bEpXeI/AAAAAAAAAgs/9jGgteVvOhA/s1600/DSC_0424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506469567631285730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGro5bEpXeI/AAAAAAAAAgs/9jGgteVvOhA/s320/DSC_0424.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's such a cute little guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrowkmM3bI/AAAAAAAAAgk/qveLzO8B9sk/s1600/DSC_0425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506469415569120690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrowkmM3bI/AAAAAAAAAgk/qveLzO8B9sk/s320/DSC_0425.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He loved every bite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrojKOW0ZI/AAAAAAAAAgc/7-kdXAskBBQ/s1600/DSC_0435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506469185151488402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrojKOW0ZI/AAAAAAAAAgc/7-kdXAskBBQ/s320/DSC_0435.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yummy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGroZVGk9bI/AAAAAAAAAgU/y6bBFuwRuCg/s1600/DSC_0436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506469016272958898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGroZVGk9bI/AAAAAAAAAgU/y6bBFuwRuCg/s320/DSC_0436.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's blowing spit just like his daddy taught him which is usually fine but not when there's cereal in his mouth, I was covered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGroPDuGZYI/AAAAAAAAAgM/40Dbpfsn1AU/s1600/DSC_0439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506468839808198018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGroPDuGZYI/AAAAAAAAAgM/40Dbpfsn1AU/s320/DSC_0439.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at that excitement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrn5PbqllI/AAAAAAAAAf8/a8MaWNGWXyI/s1600/DSC_0445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506468464994981458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrn5PbqllI/AAAAAAAAAf8/a8MaWNGWXyI/s320/DSC_0445.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrnouqqDSI/AAAAAAAAAf0/lKQVn_OlX6c/s1600/DSC_0453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506468181321583906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrnouqqDSI/AAAAAAAAAf0/lKQVn_OlX6c/s320/DSC_0453.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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The after picture&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-3080403010202695779?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/3080403010202695779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=3080403010202695779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/3080403010202695779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/3080403010202695779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/08/hanks-first-cereal.html' title='Hank&apos;s first cereal'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrpu6wFplI/AAAAAAAAAhM/JACgEpL_a8E/s72-c/DSC_0403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-6853799685991587644</id><published>2010-08-17T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T12:44:16.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying goodby to family</title><content type='html'>Tyson's parents drove out to help use move and to bring Tom home that drove Tyson's truck. We are so grateful for all there love and support and all their help. We love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrldfDBhLI/AAAAAAAAAfs/mSFEaAL-TDU/s1600/DSC_0396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506465789127001266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrldfDBhLI/AAAAAAAAAfs/mSFEaAL-TDU/s320/DSC_0396.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tyson and his parents outside of our new apartment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Makell drove out with Brendie and Hank. Then they stayed for a few days to help unpack and organize. We went shopping and stayed up late one last time. We drove them to the airport wednesday morning and said a very tearful goodbye. We love you guys and are so grateful for all your help and support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrhwQAJdDI/AAAAAAAAAfk/HEEEQKNfHKc/s1600/DSC_0461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506461713459409970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrhwQAJdDI/AAAAAAAAAfk/HEEEQKNfHKc/s320/DSC_0461.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Saying goodbye at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-6853799685991587644?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/6853799685991587644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=6853799685991587644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/6853799685991587644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/6853799685991587644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/08/saying-goodby-to-family.html' title='Saying goodby to family'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrldfDBhLI/AAAAAAAAAfs/mSFEaAL-TDU/s72-c/DSC_0396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-8472882939353547035</id><published>2010-08-17T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T12:21:30.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gundersen Family Campout</title><content type='html'>The last weekend in July all of the Gundersens, except Jason and Teryn who were greatly missed, went camping at Green Canyon. It was alot of fun to spend time with everyone one last time before me moved. Josh even roasted a whole pig. It was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrdzNc8ZkI/AAAAAAAAAfc/eNHf1uRPh5w/s1600/DSC_0377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506457366267979330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrdzNc8ZkI/AAAAAAAAAfc/eNHf1uRPh5w/s320/DSC_0377.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank with Grandpa Great&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrceuO5y3I/AAAAAAAAAfU/0fBocQvRU7A/s1600/DSC_0356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506455914778577778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrceuO5y3I/AAAAAAAAAfU/0fBocQvRU7A/s320/DSC_0356.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank hanging out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrcKFLgqaI/AAAAAAAAAfM/tPPcoyoqvIE/s1600/DSC_0360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506455560161110434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrcKFLgqaI/AAAAAAAAAfM/tPPcoyoqvIE/s320/DSC_0360.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh starting the all day roasting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrbpePylWI/AAAAAAAAAfE/AWblufEXndk/s1600/DSC_0362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506454999954265442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrbpePylWI/AAAAAAAAAfE/AWblufEXndk/s320/DSC_0362.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tyson watching the fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrbJy-g_xI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Jt3cJm_nP6U/s1600/DSC_0375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506454455763140370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrbJy-g_xI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Jt3cJm_nP6U/s320/DSC_0375.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spreading a Honey Mustard mixture half way through the cooking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrZAvci_KI/AAAAAAAAAe0/1C8zXSX56j4/s1600/DSC_0384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506452101173279906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrZAvci_KI/AAAAAAAAAe0/1C8zXSX56j4/s320/DSC_0384.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just took it out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrQXgKay3I/AAAAAAAAAes/eUQIemW_LKk/s1600/DSC_0388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506442596603054962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrQXgKay3I/AAAAAAAAAes/eUQIemW_LKk/s320/DSC_0388.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The final project. It was fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrQFkev-jI/AAAAAAAAAek/L-kB--RMxsk/s1600/DSC_0391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506442288524425778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrQFkev-jI/AAAAAAAAAek/L-kB--RMxsk/s320/DSC_0391.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The huge puddle that Trent and Shara's tent ended up in after the rain/hail storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrPzAbf4-I/AAAAAAAAAec/LQW6IkLtykc/s1600/DSC_0392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506441969609466850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrPzAbf4-I/AAAAAAAAAec/LQW6IkLtykc/s320/DSC_0392.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trent drying out there stuff &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-8472882939353547035?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/8472882939353547035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=8472882939353547035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/8472882939353547035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/8472882939353547035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/08/gundersen-family-campout.html' title='The Gundersen Family Campout'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TGrdzNc8ZkI/AAAAAAAAAfc/eNHf1uRPh5w/s72-c/DSC_0377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-310239279027860984</id><published>2010-07-16T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T16:15:44.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hank rolling over</title><content type='html'>Hank rolled over from his stomoach to his back for the first time today. He was just laying on the floor and all the sudden he was on his back. I hurried and grabbed the camera and put him back on his stomach and he rolled over again before I could get the camera ready. So I put him on his stomach again and began recording. It took him awhile to roll over the third time but I did get it recorded. So just be a little patient and you'll see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-92afeb79c8cc3730" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D92afeb79c8cc3730%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331911330%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D52DC5CEFF28E06E5EB1BA32D70C54A6AC4219E78.4E7CD1BE8C1B5E6BEA09FED331434AA37F92EA04%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D92afeb79c8cc3730%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOImoJNZpKRg5lf80dWRK8arNHW0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D92afeb79c8cc3730%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331911330%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D52DC5CEFF28E06E5EB1BA32D70C54A6AC4219E78.4E7CD1BE8C1B5E6BEA09FED331434AA37F92EA04%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D92afeb79c8cc3730%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOImoJNZpKRg5lf80dWRK8arNHW0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-310239279027860984?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/310239279027860984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=310239279027860984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/310239279027860984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/310239279027860984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/07/hank-rolling-over.html' title='Hank rolling over'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-3127384297657339754</id><published>2010-07-06T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T16:14:27.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hank's baby blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hank was blessed by his dad on Sunday the 4th of July. Tyson gave him a very beautiful blessing. Hank was so good the whole time. He was asleep before they started but as soon as his dad started talking he woke up and paid attention to what was being said. When the blessing was over Tyson held Hank up for everyone to see and Hank flashed the biggest smile. It was such a wonderful day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDO3-U1YD9I/AAAAAAAAAeE/qUJsIBc_f_E/s1600/DSC_0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490934652067123154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDO3-U1YD9I/AAAAAAAAAeE/qUJsIBc_f_E/s320/DSC_0133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyson, Brendie and Hank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDO3qFaxitI/AAAAAAAAAd8/8oRuMlNBg5I/s1600/DSC_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490934304331631314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDO3qFaxitI/AAAAAAAAAd8/8oRuMlNBg5I/s320/DSC_0136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank in all white laying on the blanket the Papa Hymas brought home from his mission in Italy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDO3WTSPlwI/AAAAAAAAAd0/POobZny6rK4/s1600/DSC_0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490933964456564482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDO3WTSPlwI/AAAAAAAAAd0/POobZny6rK4/s320/DSC_0138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby Hank in his little white tux.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490933473868478418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDO25vs7d9I/AAAAAAAAAds/hF2nDihfQN8/s320/DSC_0139.JPG" /&gt;Ryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDO2Zcm3AYI/AAAAAAAAAdk/-6zJM85Oo3g/s1600/DSC_0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490932918986932610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDO2Zcm3AYI/AAAAAAAAAdk/-6zJM85Oo3g/s320/DSC_0140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eating BBQ after the baby blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDO07CH5zOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/NzocR3-8Pu8/s1600/DSC_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490931296970067170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDO07CH5zOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/NzocR3-8Pu8/s320/DSC_0142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason, Carina, Denise, and Amy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDO0iy2BWHI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/sfpd8nMhn-c/s1600/DSC_0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490930880551671922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDO0iy2BWHI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/sfpd8nMhn-c/s320/DSC_0143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jess and Tom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDO0OPszcyI/AAAAAAAAAdI/3kIhYHoCpi4/s1600/DSC_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490930527520387874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDO0OPszcyI/AAAAAAAAAdI/3kIhYHoCpi4/s320/DSC_0144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brendie&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-3127384297657339754?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/3127384297657339754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=3127384297657339754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/3127384297657339754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/3127384297657339754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/07/hanks-baby-blessing.html' title='Hank&apos;s baby blessing'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDO3-U1YD9I/AAAAAAAAAeE/qUJsIBc_f_E/s72-c/DSC_0133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-1406644085738764114</id><published>2010-07-06T15:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T15:53:22.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the 4th of July parade we went to Josh and Lindsay's house for a very yummy BBQ. There was tons of delicous food and fun had by all. All of the kids went into the pool by choice. Kirstin, Tyson and Josh went in by force. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOzR9Ga47I/AAAAAAAAAdA/7wGIl0pnxvk/s1600/DSC_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490929491735405490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOzR9Ga47I/AAAAAAAAAdA/7wGIl0pnxvk/s320/DSC_0094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh and Trent throwing little Roy in the pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOyx0DuQVI/AAAAAAAAAc4/rV7B4T1F9Hk/s1600/DSC_0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490928939552358738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOyx0DuQVI/AAAAAAAAAc4/rV7B4T1F9Hk/s320/DSC_0096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOydiUyBxI/AAAAAAAAAcw/J3Qk7UX3zgw/s1600/DSC_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490928591194687250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOydiUyBxI/AAAAAAAAAcw/J3Qk7UX3zgw/s320/DSC_0098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brendie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOxz7opSLI/AAAAAAAAAco/kj8kEHjTDJI/s1600/DSC_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490927876434380978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOxz7opSLI/AAAAAAAAAco/kj8kEHjTDJI/s320/DSC_0100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOxZxPf5eI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Zz019sGkrEE/s1600/DSC_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490927426967954914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOxZxPf5eI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Zz019sGkrEE/s320/DSC_0103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOxFlQJ6KI/AAAAAAAAAcY/jsMKidT768A/s1600/DSC_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490927080152098978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOxFlQJ6KI/AAAAAAAAAcY/jsMKidT768A/s320/DSC_0104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lindsay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOwldivTXI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/5fCMDdPkIJk/s1600/DSC_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490926528326749554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOwldivTXI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/5fCMDdPkIJk/s320/DSC_0107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOwHuF--hI/AAAAAAAAAcI/XBX4x3Li15Y/s1600/DSC_0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490926017373469202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOwHuF--hI/AAAAAAAAAcI/XBX4x3Li15Y/s320/DSC_0109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma Sharon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOvZ7l778I/AAAAAAAAAcA/8K-DUZXJ8gc/s1600/DSC_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490925230723166146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOvZ7l778I/AAAAAAAAAcA/8K-DUZXJ8gc/s320/DSC_0110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Roy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOvDZcQFsI/AAAAAAAAAb4/F43KkqidslQ/s1600/DSC_0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490924843598616258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOvDZcQFsI/AAAAAAAAAb4/F43KkqidslQ/s320/DSC_0112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOuhAKtzdI/AAAAAAAAAbw/eHrvtCnMeFM/s1600/DSC_0119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490924252698627538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOuhAKtzdI/AAAAAAAAAbw/eHrvtCnMeFM/s320/DSC_0119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank and Dayton in matching 4th of July outfits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOuBsYjWWI/AAAAAAAAAbo/wKL92nYQZZc/s1600/DSC_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490923714812008802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOuBsYjWWI/AAAAAAAAAbo/wKL92nYQZZc/s320/DSC_0124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Three of the boys born this year (we are missing Kyle, Jason and Teryn's youngest). Hank is 2 months, Carson is 2 1/2 months and Dayton is 6 months. &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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-1406644085738764114?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/1406644085738764114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=1406644085738764114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/1406644085738764114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/1406644085738764114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/07/4th-of-july.html' title='The 4th of July'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOzR9Ga47I/AAAAAAAAAdA/7wGIl0pnxvk/s72-c/DSC_0094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-7990053641471898412</id><published>2010-07-06T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T15:23:08.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tyson and Roy fishing</title><content type='html'>Tyson has been trying to get his fill of fishing before we move to Portland and his dad has been more than willing to help keep him company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOsLBEuwCI/AAAAAAAAAbg/KJThsH48ZWs/s1600/DSC_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490921675961581602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOsLBEuwCI/AAAAAAAAAbg/KJThsH48ZWs/s320/DSC_0044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOrU73zqFI/AAAAAAAAAbI/VZm4JRd0sF0/s1600/DSC_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490920746852264018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOrU73zqFI/AAAAAAAAAbI/VZm4JRd0sF0/s320/DSC_0023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490921229781372226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOrxC7FDUI/AAAAAAAAAbY/HjadqPDZStY/s320/DSC_0038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490921005069248050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOrj9ziJjI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Za1U2URrh8I/s320/DSC_0040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-7990053641471898412?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/7990053641471898412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=7990053641471898412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/7990053641471898412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/7990053641471898412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/07/tyson-and-roy-fishing.html' title='Tyson and Roy fishing'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOsLBEuwCI/AAAAAAAAAbg/KJThsH48ZWs/s72-c/DSC_0044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-6483832551459510809</id><published>2010-07-06T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T15:15:30.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping Summer 2010</title><content type='html'>We've gone camping a few times this summer and Hank really seems to enjoy it. He loves being outside, he truly is his father's son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOqZbzZLtI/AAAAAAAAAbA/BbfxmGieMWE/s1600/DSC_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490919724631535314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOqZbzZLtI/AAAAAAAAAbA/BbfxmGieMWE/s320/DSC_0049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOqGoEz-QI/AAAAAAAAAa4/-z-_lc7onSI/s1600/DSC_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490919401508305154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOqGoEz-QI/AAAAAAAAAa4/-z-_lc7onSI/s320/DSC_0084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOp3mdP7gI/AAAAAAAAAaw/HEUlXT-EjRo/s1600/DSC_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490919143375891970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOp3mdP7gI/AAAAAAAAAaw/HEUlXT-EjRo/s320/DSC_0091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOpi6Hs-gI/AAAAAAAAAao/h7oNbipDack/s1600/DSC_0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490918787876977154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOpi6Hs-gI/AAAAAAAAAao/h7oNbipDack/s320/DSC_0092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-6483832551459510809?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/6483832551459510809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=6483832551459510809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/6483832551459510809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/6483832551459510809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/07/camping-summer-2010.html' title='Camping Summer 2010'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TDOqZbzZLtI/AAAAAAAAAbA/BbfxmGieMWE/s72-c/DSC_0049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-2038139836117754687</id><published>2010-06-05T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T18:12:48.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More of Hank</title><content type='html'>So most of our post are going to be of Hank, thats just how it works once you have kids. And as usual with your first we take pictures of everything. Now we will share some of them with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TAr0QniBtDI/AAAAAAAAAag/y3BNlRnu6gg/s1600/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479460462976414770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TAr0QniBtDI/AAAAAAAAAag/y3BNlRnu6gg/s320/DSC_0004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank loves his swing. He would sit in it all day if he could. He'll sit there and just look around until the swinging makes him fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TAr0EFvv-CI/AAAAAAAAAaY/C3R56TKvAPM/s1600/DSC_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479460247748737058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TAr0EFvv-CI/AAAAAAAAAaY/C3R56TKvAPM/s320/DSC_0007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My two guys feel asleep just like this the other morning. It was so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TAry47yJH8I/AAAAAAAAAaA/UCR-lBW6S6Y/s1600/DSC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479458956584230850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TAry47yJH8I/AAAAAAAAAaA/UCR-lBW6S6Y/s320/DSC_0016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank likes to just sit on your lab and look around so I decided to try the Bumbo out. He loved it. He only lasts for about 10min before he gets tired of holding up his head, but for those 10 mins he just smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TArycta7Q5I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/tP2yxjFPzOE/s1600/DSC_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479458471692419986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TArycta7Q5I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/tP2yxjFPzOE/s320/DSC_0021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hank isn't a huge fan of tummy time but he's getting better and holding himself up. Like sitting in the Bumbo he only lasts about 10mins before he's done. &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/7333647185965398257-2038139836117754687?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/2038139836117754687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=2038139836117754687' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/2038139836117754687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/2038139836117754687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/06/more-of-hank.html' title='More of Hank'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TAr0QniBtDI/AAAAAAAAAag/y3BNlRnu6gg/s72-c/DSC_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-321412167123502647</id><published>2010-06-05T17:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T17:54:58.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 month old</title><content type='html'>My sister Carina took some pictures of Hank when he was just a few days older than a month. I think they turned out really good and I'm so glad she was so nice to take them for us. He was so good while we took the pictures, it was almost as if he was posing for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TArvtMddToI/AAAAAAAAAZw/1w6wXd55vzI/s1600/Collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479455456367562370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TArvtMddToI/AAAAAAAAAZw/1w6wXd55vzI/s320/Collage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TArvkmBBm_I/AAAAAAAAAZo/eBw-tngeStc/s1600/H1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479455308608805874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TArvkmBBm_I/AAAAAAAAAZo/eBw-tngeStc/s320/H1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Asleep in his carseat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TArvb67lxvI/AAAAAAAAAZg/IVKQMayXlGk/s1600/H5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479455159604332274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TArvb67lxvI/AAAAAAAAAZg/IVKQMayXlGk/s320/H5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TArvXJ9ClFI/AAAAAAAAAZY/9E_Xoz8-JjU/s1600/H8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479455077737600082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TArvXJ9ClFI/AAAAAAAAAZY/9E_Xoz8-JjU/s320/H8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this picture. He is so cute when he sleeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TArvFOD-r8I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/fxF20LoSd24/s1600/H16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479454769602801602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TArvFOD-r8I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/fxF20LoSd24/s320/H16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He makes this face ALL of the time. It's the funniest thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TAru-BNFb1I/AAAAAAAAAZI/KcLhL98v038/s1600/H21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479454645892247378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TAru-BNFb1I/AAAAAAAAAZI/KcLhL98v038/s320/H21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at those little fat rolls. (Why are those only cute on little babies?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TAru3h0j4VI/AAAAAAAAAZA/U3VqN8oS45Y/s1600/H26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479454534388670802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TAru3h0j4VI/AAAAAAAAAZA/U3VqN8oS45Y/s320/H26.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my favorite of all. Like I said before he was totally posing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TAruutKXRnI/AAAAAAAAAY4/fZCVpY2DsJA/s1600/H31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479454382814086770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TAruutKXRnI/AAAAAAAAAY4/fZCVpY2DsJA/s320/H31.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is the sweetest little boy ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TArueB8QLgI/AAAAAAAAAYw/GbkKkbXdv2s/s1600/Hank4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 260px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479454096334269954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TArueB8QLgI/AAAAAAAAAYw/GbkKkbXdv2s/s320/Hank4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love his cute little toes, or as Jill says, "His little big feet."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks again Carina! These turned out great! &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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-321412167123502647?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/321412167123502647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=321412167123502647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/321412167123502647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/321412167123502647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/06/1-month-old.html' title='1 month old'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/TArvtMddToI/AAAAAAAAAZw/1w6wXd55vzI/s72-c/Collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-6717225499826236343</id><published>2010-05-20T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T15:35:12.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Hank Update</title><content type='html'>Hank is growing up so fast. He is 3 1/2 weeks old. He'll be 1 month old on Tuesday the 25&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. I can't believe how fast it's going. I took him to the doctor yesterday and he weighs 9lbs 8oz, he's growing like a little weed. He has been a super good baby. Occasionally he gets fussy when he eats but we are hoping that gets better soon. Last night I was lucky enough to have him sleep from 11pm to 5am. That is something I could get use to but am not expecting. Hank is starting to be awake more during the day and is very alert. He is constantly looking around and taking in his surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pics of Hank from the last couple weeks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S_W1dxhsATI/AAAAAAAAAYo/FNCKGPypG8Y/s1600/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473480445254172978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S_W1dxhsATI/AAAAAAAAAYo/FNCKGPypG8Y/s320/DSC_0004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hanging out with Aunt Barbara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S_W1HAbblTI/AAAAAAAAAYg/XhRBZsanYmA/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473480054117471538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S_W1HAbblTI/AAAAAAAAAYg/XhRBZsanYmA/s320/DSC_0005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Every once in a while Hank lays in our bed in the morning after his morning feeding. Unfortunately Hank had a little accident, the first bed wetting experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S_W04-08IOI/AAAAAAAAAYY/yiXew-ET6j0/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473479813169422562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S_W04-08IOI/AAAAAAAAAYY/yiXew-ET6j0/s320/DSC_0006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hanging&lt;/span&gt; out with we watched a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S_W0n9fnIgI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/UNcJqvCQC1E/s1600/DSC_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473479520753754626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S_W0n9fnIgI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/UNcJqvCQC1E/s320/DSC_0010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyson &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;labeled&lt;/span&gt; this one: "Caught in the act." He pulls this face when he is pooping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S_W0P7Oi2EI/AAAAAAAAAYI/TM_5LWopEJM/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473479107828439106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S_W0P7Oi2EI/AAAAAAAAAYI/TM_5LWopEJM/s320/DSC_0017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank is wearing one of Tyson's old pajamas. I thought it was a total photo op.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S_Wz9EqESwI/AAAAAAAAAYA/wSlG5O-Ya_4/s1600/DSC_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473478783942281986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S_Wz9EqESwI/AAAAAAAAAYA/wSlG5O-Ya_4/s320/DSC_0018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favorite. He is so cute and peaceful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-6717225499826236343?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/6717225499826236343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=6717225499826236343' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/6717225499826236343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/6717225499826236343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/05/baby-hank-update.html' title='Baby Hank Update'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S_W1dxhsATI/AAAAAAAAAYo/FNCKGPypG8Y/s72-c/DSC_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-5189204678861285741</id><published>2010-05-08T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T16:18:50.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Walk</title><content type='html'>Hank was one week old last Sunday, I know I'm behind but we don't have internet at our house. We decided to take out on his first walk. While on our walk we found a path down to the river by Walmart. It was a paved path so Hank did a little off-roading in his stroller. It was the perfect day for a walk and Hank really seemed to enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S-XvQfIqDVI/AAAAAAAAAXw/xl7KcgrHeLw/s1600/DSCN0502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S-XvQfIqDVI/AAAAAAAAAXw/xl7KcgrHeLw/s320/DSCN0502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469040389026090322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S-XvBd7QYuI/AAAAAAAAAXo/uUP5BYb6_rQ/s1600/DSCN0504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S-XvBd7QYuI/AAAAAAAAAXo/uUP5BYb6_rQ/s320/DSCN0504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469040131003409122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S-Xur6YvBTI/AAAAAAAAAXg/qt-4whn-4QE/s1600/DSCN0507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S-Xur6YvBTI/AAAAAAAAAXg/qt-4whn-4QE/s320/DSCN0507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469039760686122290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S-Xt4V3JEGI/AAAAAAAAAXY/3wLrxW08OZI/s1600/DSCN0511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S-Xt4V3JEGI/AAAAAAAAAXY/3wLrxW08OZI/s320/DSCN0511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469038874708217954" 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/7333647185965398257-5189204678861285741?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/5189204678861285741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=5189204678861285741' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/5189204678861285741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/5189204678861285741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/05/first-walk.html' title='First Walk'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S-XvQfIqDVI/AAAAAAAAAXw/xl7KcgrHeLw/s72-c/DSCN0502.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-8947879756893281474</id><published>2010-05-04T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T19:12:43.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hank's First Bath</title><content type='html'>Last Thursday Grandma Merrill came over and helped give Hank his first bath. He wasn't really  a huge fan and cried throughout most of the bath, but he smelt so yummy and clean after. He slept so good that night. He second bath went a little better smoother, we even had daddy's help that time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467601969007473810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S-DTBa_qtJI/AAAAAAAAAXI/VOFIBQmCz1k/s320/PICT0395.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467601569542792802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S-DSqK33ZmI/AAAAAAAAAXA/FR58Bq4FI7k/s320/PICT0396.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467602485393112194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S-DTfermPII/AAAAAAAAAXQ/KBz6Mt8avHQ/s320/PICT0397.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S-DR_k01zbI/AAAAAAAAAWw/2U84WFEtffc/s1600/PICT0402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467600837775052210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S-DR_k01zbI/AAAAAAAAAWw/2U84WFEtffc/s320/PICT0402.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S-DRwlc9NzI/AAAAAAAAAWo/ifZk5pgZIE4/s1600/PICT0404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467600580245272370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S-DRwlc9NzI/AAAAAAAAAWo/ifZk5pgZIE4/s320/PICT0404.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7333647185965398257-8947879756893281474?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/8947879756893281474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=8947879756893281474' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/8947879756893281474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/8947879756893281474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/05/hanks-first-bath.html' title='Hank&apos;s First Bath'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S-DTBa_qtJI/AAAAAAAAAXI/VOFIBQmCz1k/s72-c/PICT0395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-935098610999133288</id><published>2010-04-30T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T16:15:59.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farm Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9ti-B4MNCI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/3-V2qjdQyHo/s1600/DSCN0486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466071390539756578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9ti-B4MNCI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/3-V2qjdQyHo/s320/DSCN0486.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I walked into CAL ranch  a month ago I saw that they had chickens.I could not help myself and so I decided to buy a few. I gave them to my dad for his birthday. We started with 16 chickens. That number has increased dramatically. We have 18 bantams, 27 cornish rock(meat chickens), and 38 others( barred rock, rhode island red, white leg horn, buff orpington, black sex link, cinnamon queen, golden sex link to name a few) I also bought 10 phesants. After the chickens came the pigs. We have 6 pigs. The runt is pretty easy to catch and hold although he does not like it much. He sure makes lots of noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9ti9c84ATI/AAAAAAAAAWI/JI3ML0u6oEM/s1600/DSCN0487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466071380627292466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9ti9c84ATI/AAAAAAAAAWI/JI3ML0u6oEM/s320/DSCN0487.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9ti8kJN0SI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gYzMH74Sb4w/s1600/DSCN0480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466071365378232610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9ti8kJN0SI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gYzMH74Sb4w/s320/DSCN0480.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9ti8EXQH6I/AAAAAAAAAV4/gYuo_OYzjA8/s1600/DSCN0483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466071356847169442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9ti8EXQH6I/AAAAAAAAAV4/gYuo_OYzjA8/s320/DSCN0483.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9ti7W2TUBI/AAAAAAAAAVw/DOyLRjSEYUU/s1600/DSCN0481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466071344629370898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9ti7W2TUBI/AAAAAAAAAVw/DOyLRjSEYUU/s320/DSCN0481.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-935098610999133288?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/935098610999133288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=935098610999133288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/935098610999133288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/935098610999133288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/04/farm-boy.html' title='Farm Boy'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9ti-B4MNCI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/3-V2qjdQyHo/s72-c/DSCN0486.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-4198157761269995917</id><published>2010-04-30T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:50:13.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hank Tyson Gundersen</title><content type='html'>I know that most people only want to see pictures but some like to read/hear the whole story, so for their benefit as well as to have this recorded somewhere I'm going to tell the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday the 24&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; we were at Denise and Mont's house for Mont's birthday party.  Mont had been saying that the baby would come on his birthday.  By 9:30 pm nothing had really happened but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Brendie&lt;/span&gt; could feel that her stomach would tighten every once in a while.  She was not sure if they were really contractions because they didn't really hurt and she didn't know what to expect because she has never had a baby before.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Makell&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Brendie&lt;/span&gt; started to time the "stomach &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tightenings&lt;/span&gt;" and they were coming about every 8 minutes.  This all took place in the bonus room up stairs on the love seat while I beat Hermes repetitively at his X box boxing game.  When we decided to leave the birthday party &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Brendie&lt;/span&gt; stood up and noticed that her pants were wet.  She wondered if her water had broke but she didn't feel anything and after every one took turns sniffing the fluid on her pants it was deduced that it was urine or some other liquid that someone had spilled on the couch. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Brendie&lt;/span&gt; claims that she was not struggling with incontinence and the wet spot was in such a place that I had no trouble believing her.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Brendie&lt;/span&gt; was so excited for the baby to come that she really wished that it had been her water breaking but it wasn't.  I was pretty tired and so I was happy that I could go home and sleep in my own bed rather than checking into the hospital and sleeping on the wonderful pull out bed that they have in the hospital.  At 2:55 am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Brendie&lt;/span&gt; felt something that can only be described as a water balloon inside of her popping and she sat up trying to figure out if she should run to the bathroom.  That's when she woke me up and she said "Tyson I think that my water just broke".  It took me a while to come to my senses and then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Brendie&lt;/span&gt; said " pretty sure I am going to need a towel or something".  I had to ask &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Brendie&lt;/span&gt; where the towels were because I do very little around the house and I lacks the ability to find anything that does not help me to hunt or fish, and most of those items lack any type of organization.  It was pretty obvious by the puddle of fluid &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Brendie&lt;/span&gt; was sitting in that her water broke so I tired to call Jason (the OB) to see if we should go to the hospital even though &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Brendie&lt;/span&gt; could not really feel any contractions.  Jason is pretty worthless because he didn't answer any of the times that I called him.  He claims I should have used his pager number but I have tried that in the past with very little success.  To his credit he actually did call back a few hours later claiming that his cell phone was not at the bed side, I don't buy it, I just think he already has the doctor routine figured out. &lt;br /&gt;     The good people at the hospital told us that we should come within two hours of the whole water breaking fiasco so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Brendie&lt;/span&gt; told Me that I should go back to bed and that she would shower and get ready to go.  This was after I had managed to get myself dressed and load the hospital bag into the car so I got undressed and back into bed only to have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Brendie&lt;/span&gt; say well maybe we should just go to the hospital now because they can monitor the baby and make sure everything is okay.  That was pretty much the end of my sleep situation.  After we got to the hospital the nurse did an ultrasound to see if the baby's head was down because she could not feel it.  To make a long story a little shorter they &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;admitted&lt;/span&gt; us into the labor and delivery room and started &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Brendie&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;oxytocin&lt;/span&gt; which made the baby's heart rate do some strange things so they shut it off and then two hours later they turned it back on.  The contractions were about two minutes apart and they were pretty regular.  By 10 am she was ready for the epidural.  Before she got the epidural doctor Evans came in to place a pressure contraction monitor and a fetal heart rate monitor which was pretty unpleasant.  She then got the epidural and then she spent the next ten hours waiting.  The doctor checked her at 7:45 pm and said that things looked good and that she he was going to let her "slide" for an hour.  At 8:45 she was ready to kill some one because she was sick of waiting.  The nurse made it in about 9 and she checked &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Brendie&lt;/span&gt; and the baby's head was down and I could see it.  It looked like he was a little bald baby.  The Doctor eventually &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;moseyed&lt;/span&gt; into the room and put on his rubber suit and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Brendie&lt;/span&gt; started to push.  Every time she pushed the baby's heart rate would drop and so the doctor was worried that the umbilical cord was around the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;baby's&lt;/span&gt; neck.  Eventually the baby's head did pop out and it looked pretty deformed.  The cord was around his neck twice and then it went down under his arm pit and around his arms.  I was in shock.  I wish I had gotten a picture of it, its like he was bringing it out with him.  He was born at 10:02 and he was 6lbs 14ounces.  We decided to call him Hank Tyson &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gundersen&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;We finally got into the mommy baby side of the hospital at about 1 am M&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;onday&lt;/span&gt; morning.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Brendie&lt;/span&gt; was supposed to keep track of when she fed him and changed his diaper.  at about 3 am B&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rendie&lt;/span&gt; woke up and asked me to had her cell phone to her because she needed to know what time it was.  I reached down and picked up the bottle of lotion that was on the floor and handed it to her, she looked at me like I was a retard but I thought I had done what she asked.  She then kindly explained that she needed to know what time it was and that her cell phone had a clock on it.  I tried again and this time I was successful in handing her the TV control.  At that point I was almost ready to go back to sleep and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Brendie&lt;/span&gt; started to laugh pretty hard.  I eventually got her the cell phone I guess although I have very little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;recollection&lt;/span&gt; of what happened.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9tJrxpiNaI/AAAAAAAAAVM/S8zkmAmSftc/s1600/DSCN0453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466043589154977186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9tJrxpiNaI/AAAAAAAAAVM/S8zkmAmSftc/s320/DSCN0453.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9tJZJs4J7I/AAAAAAAAAVE/sonr7ebbl48/s1600/DSCN0455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466043269193934770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9tJZJs4J7I/AAAAAAAAAVE/sonr7ebbl48/s320/DSCN0455.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466042942526242354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9tJGIxOvjI/AAAAAAAAAU8/RpaU7FEqwkk/s320/DSCN0456.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466040867399514162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9tHNWUduDI/AAAAAAAAAUk/301sfKzjtgw/s320/DSCN0458.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466040325599433458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9tGtz9QkvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/rWWLnAmBfSk/s320/DSCN0459.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466042349707215634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9tIjoWKQxI/AAAAAAAAAU0/wSqc7rs_FAQ/s320/13327_116782311683313_100000546341067_178591_3246604_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9tGb6094HI/AAAAAAAAAUU/lv2c7faFk0M/s1600/DSCN0462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466040018206056562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9tGb6094HI/AAAAAAAAAUU/lv2c7faFk0M/s320/DSCN0462.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9tF4opz0YI/AAAAAAAAAUM/Y5pLnEXW4do/s1600/DSCN0463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466039412032000386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9tF4opz0YI/AAAAAAAAAUM/Y5pLnEXW4do/s320/DSCN0463.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9tFTKrbxoI/AAAAAAAAAUE/u4ziLdqfKJw/s1600/DSCN0464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466038768330589826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9tFTKrbxoI/AAAAAAAAAUE/u4ziLdqfKJw/s320/DSCN0464.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9tE__r0DxI/AAAAAAAAAT8/PCDaciLfoc0/s1600/DSCN0465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466038438961876754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9tE__r0DxI/AAAAAAAAAT8/PCDaciLfoc0/s320/DSCN0465.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9tEdUhCAcI/AAAAAAAAAT0/H4v0u-s9ogM/s1600/DSCN0467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466037843258376642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9tEdUhCAcI/AAAAAAAAAT0/H4v0u-s9ogM/s320/DSCN0467.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466037395704585170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9tEDRP5G9I/AAAAAAAAATs/5_2teQVfrMc/s320/DSCN0468.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9tDybKAAhI/AAAAAAAAATk/16CZ_FhjSzg/s1600/DSCN0469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466037106306449938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9tDybKAAhI/AAAAAAAAATk/16CZ_FhjSzg/s320/DSCN0469.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9tCKJmJE4I/AAAAAAAAATU/lDZywCs3AAU/s1600/DSCN0471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466035314886251394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9tCKJmJE4I/AAAAAAAAATU/lDZywCs3AAU/s320/DSCN0471.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;&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/7333647185965398257-4198157761269995917?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/4198157761269995917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=4198157761269995917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/4198157761269995917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/4198157761269995917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/04/hank-tyson-gundersen.html' title='Hank Tyson Gundersen'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9tJrxpiNaI/AAAAAAAAAVM/S8zkmAmSftc/s72-c/DSCN0453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-1973687795398782106</id><published>2010-04-30T13:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T13:39:39.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>Tyson graduated from BYU-Idaho the begining of this month. I am so proud of him and he is so happy to be done. It going to be nice for him to have a little break for the summer before dental school starts. The only bad thing to come of this is that Tyson no longer has to live by the honor code and have quit shaving, so now it looks like I am married to a homeless man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466031824179213154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9s--9sus2I/AAAAAAAAATM/iowhZancygE/s320/DSCN0450.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466029669799254482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9s9BkAhWdI/AAAAAAAAATE/T8stlKzd92U/s320/DSCN0449.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-1973687795398782106?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/1973687795398782106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=1973687795398782106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/1973687795398782106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/1973687795398782106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/04/graduation.html' title='Graduation'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9s--9sus2I/AAAAAAAAATM/iowhZancygE/s72-c/DSCN0450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-7721268365857319989</id><published>2010-04-30T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T13:19:48.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the winner is...</title><content type='html'>PORTLAND. We have offically decided to attend dental school at Oregon Health and Science University. We are very excited to make the move to Portland. School starts on August 16th so we will most likely move out the begining of August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466027556136307122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9s7GiAASbI/AAAAAAAAAS8/9OBhbYPQroQ/s320/DSCN0442.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-7721268365857319989?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/7721268365857319989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=7721268365857319989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/7721268365857319989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/7721268365857319989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/04/and-winner-is.html' title='And the winner is...'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S9s7GiAASbI/AAAAAAAAAS8/9OBhbYPQroQ/s72-c/DSCN0442.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-5358526905801849151</id><published>2010-04-01T20:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T20:52:46.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Shower</title><content type='html'>My mom and sisters threw me a baby shower last Saturday and it was really fun. There were lots of friends and family that stopped by and we had a good time. Thanks for everyone one that came. We played a few games that everyone seemed to enjoy. The ice cubes had little baby frozen inside and as soon as your baby came out of the ice you had to scream, "My water broke!" All I can to that one is that Erin was going to win no matter what. They also cut a piece that was how big they thought my stomach is. Tara was the lucky one to win that one. Some people's guesses were a little off...but it was all a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7Vj1H_e92I/AAAAAAAAASw/y3ZLBjNmtZU/s1600/baby+shower+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7Vj1H_e92I/AAAAAAAAASw/y3ZLBjNmtZU/s320/baby+shower+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455376287958759266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just in case people forgot what I was having....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7Vju_WjwDI/AAAAAAAAASo/KlE39pCs5yI/s1600/baby+shower+25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7Vju_WjwDI/AAAAAAAAASo/KlE39pCs5yI/s320/baby+shower+25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455376182560407602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carina insisted on taking a profile pic of my belly...not a fan but here you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7VjkOEv8XI/AAAAAAAAASg/j9YhZjGCqqQ/s1600/baby+shower+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7VjkOEv8XI/AAAAAAAAASg/j9YhZjGCqqQ/s320/baby+shower+14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455375997533679986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carina made me this cute diaper cake. I love the puppy on top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7VjgosRL9I/AAAAAAAAASY/HgrTHqQIVjU/s1600/baby+shower+15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7VjgosRL9I/AAAAAAAAASY/HgrTHqQIVjU/s320/baby+shower+15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455375935959281618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've always loved rubber duckys so mom thought of this clever idea to have them floating in the drink. I even get to keep the ducks for the baby to play with later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7VjYu7EegI/AAAAAAAAASI/4aCds4hZifo/s1600/baby+shower+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7VjYu7EegI/AAAAAAAAASI/4aCds4hZifo/s320/baby+shower+13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455375800193022466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The gifts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7VjTQ5IQvI/AAAAAAAAASA/eapTlba88eI/s1600/baby+shower+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7VjTQ5IQvI/AAAAAAAAASA/eapTlba88eI/s320/baby+shower+12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455375706232472306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My wonderful MOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7VjO7fMXFI/AAAAAAAAAR4/yn300J8AGoI/s1600/baby+shower+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7VjO7fMXFI/AAAAAAAAAR4/yn300J8AGoI/s320/baby+shower+10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455375631767067730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Barbara and Amy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7VjJiHR5kI/AAAAAAAAARw/kZF2tUSjlQ8/s1600/baby+shower+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7VjJiHR5kI/AAAAAAAAARw/kZF2tUSjlQ8/s320/baby+shower+11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455375539056535106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Makell and Daisy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7Vi-M37ubI/AAAAAAAAARo/LhkiA6ASdjk/s1600/baby+shower+17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7Vi-M37ubI/AAAAAAAAARo/LhkiA6ASdjk/s320/baby+shower+17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455375344376461746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lindsay, Susan, Grandma Sharon, Barbara and Amy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7Viyl8l1JI/AAAAAAAAARg/gtrdNkjCKHo/s1600/baby+shower+18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7Viyl8l1JI/AAAAAAAAARg/gtrdNkjCKHo/s320/baby+shower+18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455375144948454546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Baby Dyne from Susan. I'm so excited for this.&lt;br /&gt;She also gave us a crib size dyne. These are perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7VisOka0bI/AAAAAAAAARY/L07Zbme4boU/s1600/baby+shower+26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7VisOka0bI/AAAAAAAAARY/L07Zbme4boU/s320/baby+shower+26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455375035593839026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me with the gifts. The baby is already spoiled and he's not even here yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7ViiYDzVlI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Cj5QSc-zz10/s1600/baby+shower+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7ViiYDzVlI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Cj5QSc-zz10/s320/baby+shower+6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455374866342696530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom had this blanket made for the baby. It's made out of the minky material and has a super cute design quilted into it. It's a baby pattern with bottles, rattles, booties, and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7ViZ0ixIVI/AAAAAAAAARI/DS1412D3Cmk/s1600/baby+shower+7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7ViZ0ixIVI/AAAAAAAAARI/DS1412D3Cmk/s320/baby+shower+7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455374719369945426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The dynes from Susan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7ViSrdabTI/AAAAAAAAARA/mtTU_irIStQ/s1600/baby+shower+8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7ViSrdabTI/AAAAAAAAARA/mtTU_irIStQ/s320/baby+shower+8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455374596672482610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A couple diaper bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7ViILjCe7I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dhxdmVzR5Jk/s1600/baby+shower+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7ViILjCe7I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dhxdmVzR5Jk/s320/baby+shower+5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455374416307452850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some toys and books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7ViB6xgI-I/AAAAAAAAAQw/DYYPK4NLtUE/s1600/baby+shower+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7ViB6xgI-I/AAAAAAAAAQw/DYYPK4NLtUE/s320/baby+shower+4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455374308725498850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Diapers and bath stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7Vh4bSbgNI/AAAAAAAAAQo/0Ov-jOXzumo/s1600/baby+shower+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7Vh4bSbgNI/AAAAAAAAAQo/0Ov-jOXzumo/s320/baby+shower+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455374145654849746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lots of nice blankets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7Vhycs4A6I/AAAAAAAAAQg/4g8K1yseI-c/s1600/baby+shower+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7Vhycs4A6I/AAAAAAAAAQg/4g8K1yseI-c/s320/baby+shower+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455374042954990498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clothes from newborn to 12 month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks again to all those that came. And a huge thanks to my mom and sisters for putting it all together. It all turned out great! It made me so excited for the little guy to finally get here. We've got just about 4 weeks left to wait and then we'll get to meet our little man.&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/7333647185965398257-5358526905801849151?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/5358526905801849151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=5358526905801849151' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/5358526905801849151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/5358526905801849151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/04/baby-shower.html' title='Baby Shower'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S7Vj1H_e92I/AAAAAAAAASw/y3ZLBjNmtZU/s72-c/baby+shower+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-2529057152374314713</id><published>2010-03-01T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T21:54:06.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quick Update</title><content type='html'>Things are going very well with me and the baby. He's growing just the way he should and I'm feeling great! I'm at 32 weeks so we've got about 8 weeks left until the little guy is here and we are getting so excited. We can't wait until we get to finally meet him. He moves like crazy all the time and gets the hiccups at least 4 times a day. Tyson and I are having a hard time thinking of a name that we like. Hopefully we think of something before the little guy gets here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't posted a picture of my baby bump since I was 15 weeks so here I am at 32 weeks. You have to know that Tyson is home right now while I'm posting so I took this picture by myself, sorry it's a little blurry.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4ybiWgXZjI/AAAAAAAAAMg/QfgiB5Y3kmo/s1600-h/03-01-10+063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4ybiWgXZjI/AAAAAAAAAMg/QfgiB5Y3kmo/s320/03-01-10+063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443897064043275826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyson is doing good as well. He'll graduate from BYU-I at the end of this semester and then we are off to dental school at the end of the summer. Tyson was lucky and had four interviews. He interviewed at Nebraska State Dental School, Indiana University of Purdue University Dental School, Marquette University and Creighton University through the IDEP program. At first Tyson was placed on all four waiting lists, this was a little hard to deal with but it pay off in the long run. The beginning of January Tyson got a letter of acceptance from Indiana. We were so excited to get into dental school and to know that we were able to take the next step in our lives. The beginning of February brought us a surprise when Tyson was offered an interview at Oregon Health &amp;amp; Science University. Of course Tyson said yes and drove up for the interview. Before Tyson even got home he had an acceptance email waiting for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are lucky to have the chance to choose between a couple schools and &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4yIK56RjgI/AAAAAAAAAMY/s51l6o4yKQg/s1600-h/images1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 97px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4yIK56RjgI/AAAAAAAAAMY/s51l6o4yKQg/s320/images1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443875770509397506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;decide whi&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4yIFkh8pZI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/uzwZtvvu6js/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 123px; height: 91px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4yIFkh8pZI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/uzwZtvvu6js/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443875678870873490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ch school feels best for us. Both schools are great and Tyson would get an amazing education at either school. We haven't made up our minds for sure but we are leaning towards Oregon. Things feel better about Oregon and plus it's only 11 hours away instead of the 26 hour drive to Indiana. We still have a few months until we have to know for sure so we are just taking our time with this decision. It's a life changing decision that we are so excited to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also finally posted Christmas and birthdays if you have any desire to see that far in the past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-2529057152374314713?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/2529057152374314713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=2529057152374314713' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/2529057152374314713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/2529057152374314713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/03/quick-update_01.html' title='A Quick Update'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4ybiWgXZjI/AAAAAAAAAMg/QfgiB5Y3kmo/s72-c/03-01-10+063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-6353742406648090335</id><published>2010-03-01T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T21:50:32.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas...finally</title><content type='html'>Finally posting Christmas....I know like three months late but hey it's here now. For Christmas I bought Tyson one big present but I wanted to make it last longer than just opening one present so I sent him on a little scavenger hunt. It turned out perfect. He had never been on one before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4yl_kr7bhI/AAAAAAAAAO4/p0u8a8NiTjs/s1600-h/03-01-10+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4yl_kr7bhI/AAAAAAAAAO4/p0u8a8NiTjs/s320/03-01-10+021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443908561182354962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Opening he first present...a puzzle? He was a little confused and it took him a while to but it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4ylid-_39I/AAAAAAAAAOw/y1fgq0ODMtU/s1600-h/03-01-10+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4ylid-_39I/AAAAAAAAAOw/y1fgq0ODMtU/s320/03-01-10+026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443908061167083474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clue #1: This may be a puzzle but don't accept defeat! Look where there is lots of spinning heat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4ylO8yxwBI/AAAAAAAAAOo/9eQpph52yHs/s1600-h/03-01-10+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4ylO8yxwBI/AAAAAAAAAOo/9eQpph52yHs/s320/03-01-10+027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443907725839941650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clue #2: Mirror Mirror on the wall, where is the fairest clue of all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4yk7SKQi8I/AAAAAAAAAOg/6tRIa1Tpvs0/s1600-h/03-01-10+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4yk7SKQi8I/AAAAAAAAAOg/6tRIa1Tpvs0/s320/03-01-10+028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443907387978189762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clue #3: Now listen here I did not stutter, Where do we keep the butter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4yknhShUOI/AAAAAAAAAOY/yDWtm4DLag0/s1600-h/03-01-10+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4yknhShUOI/AAAAAAAAAOY/yDWtm4DLag0/s320/03-01-10+031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443907048441991394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clue #4: This clue isn't so dumb. Where are you going to change our baby's bum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4ykTEUZa3I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/IhHgsFuzTuQ/s1600-h/03-01-10+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4ykTEUZa3I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/IhHgsFuzTuQ/s320/03-01-10+032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443906697067850610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clue #5: Now I know that this clue rocks. Do you have any clean socks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4yj_gUtZKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/-n5tPx0PihE/s1600-h/03-01-10+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4yj_gUtZKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/-n5tPx0PihE/s320/03-01-10+034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443906360987968674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clue #6: Under the bed you will find... Something that will blow your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4yjmKyTtxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/tl7PkWnqKvs/s1600-h/03-01-10+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4yjmKyTtxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/tl7PkWnqKvs/s320/03-01-10+035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443905925709805330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Surprise! He didn't even have to open it to know what was in this shape of a box. It's a brand new gun. Just what he's always wanted since before we got married. I finally did it right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4yjPFqzueI/AAAAAAAAAN4/RjwDJ4GERXY/s1600-h/03-01-10+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4yjPFqzueI/AAAAAAAAAN4/RjwDJ4GERXY/s320/03-01-10+043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443905529199180258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4yi1cGD-1I/AAAAAAAAANw/lQIetnreUW8/s1600-h/03-01-10+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4yi1cGD-1I/AAAAAAAAANw/lQIetnreUW8/s320/03-01-10+049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443905088542473042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tyson with his new gun and ammo. He was so happy for his brand new gun. Just in time to replace that one he broke not even a week before Christmas. Things worked out perfectly to make this the best Christmas ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4yiTpPQegI/AAAAAAAAANo/PRzjOjzRZV8/s1600-h/03-01-10+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4yiTpPQegI/AAAAAAAAANo/PRzjOjzRZV8/s320/03-01-10+050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443904507955149314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tyson spoiled me with some very beautiful pearl necklaces and earrings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4yiBZpUO3I/AAAAAAAAANg/VwY5krqdQ70/s1600-h/03-01-10+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4yiBZpUO3I/AAAAAAAAANg/VwY5krqdQ70/s320/03-01-10+051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443904194531834738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My new coat. I love the red plaid and it's super warm, plus it fits over my growing belly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-6353742406648090335?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/6353742406648090335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=6353742406648090335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/6353742406648090335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/6353742406648090335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/03/christmasfinally.html' title='Christmas...finally'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4yl_kr7bhI/AAAAAAAAAO4/p0u8a8NiTjs/s72-c/03-01-10+021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-6494692705197601980</id><published>2010-03-01T21:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T21:24:27.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Birthday Post</title><content type='html'>Here's a quick post of both of our birthdays. I know it's been a few months since Tyson's birthday but at least I'm getting it on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4ydPHTei3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/HXmPOyr4jdI/s1600-h/03-01-10+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4ydPHTei3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/HXmPOyr4jdI/s320/03-01-10+006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443898932568427378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tyson blowing out his candles. He turned the big 25!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4yc3WYLOyI/AAAAAAAAAMo/HV3_uegDwMI/s1600-h/03-01-10+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4yc3WYLOyI/AAAAAAAAAMo/HV3_uegDwMI/s320/03-01-10+004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443898524297804578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at all of those candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4ydklb-9RI/AAAAAAAAAM4/b45REwN-u5E/s1600-h/03-01-10+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4ydklb-9RI/AAAAAAAAAM4/b45REwN-u5E/s320/03-01-10+010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443899301434422546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this picture. I was just snapping a few pictures while Tyson was opening presents and I happened to get this one just as Zach stabbed Tyson in the throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4yd-2SHtFI/AAAAAAAAANA/D1l1CG8AObo/s1600-h/03-01-10+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4yd-2SHtFI/AAAAAAAAANA/D1l1CG8AObo/s320/03-01-10+014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443899752633054290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tyson opening his presents with the help of Jill and Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the only two pics of my birthday. It was a great day and I'm so thankful for the great family I have to share my b-day with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4yeo8al-rI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Svf9O9CL7NM/s1600-h/03-01-10+057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4yeo8al-rI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Svf9O9CL7NM/s320/03-01-10+057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443900475833711282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blowing out the candles..24 to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4yeVXNkvpI/AAAAAAAAANI/eo-Bx2PCPVM/s1600-h/03-01-10+058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4yeVXNkvpI/AAAAAAAAANI/eo-Bx2PCPVM/s320/03-01-10+058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443900139429478034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can't really see my belly but I'm 30 weeks here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-6494692705197601980?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/6494692705197601980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=6494692705197601980' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/6494692705197601980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/6494692705197601980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2010/03/birthday-post.html' title='The Birthday Post'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/S4ydPHTei3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/HXmPOyr4jdI/s72-c/03-01-10+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-6679902563181790438</id><published>2009-12-09T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T08:28:12.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're having a little baby.....</title><content type='html'>BOY!!!!! We went to the doctor yesterday and they told us it's a little baby boy. We are so excited! We would have been happy either way but it's good to finally know so we can go shopping! The little guy is growing so well and everything looks great! We didn't get "the picture" to share with everyone, you'll just have to trust us. We are slowing making things even with the grandkids on both sides of the family. Once our little guy is here there will be 4 girls and 2 boys on my side and 6 girls and 4 boys on Tyson's. Not quite even yet but we're getting close. We are so excited to see our little guy, only 20 more weeks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-6679902563181790438?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/6679902563181790438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=6679902563181790438' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/6679902563181790438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/6679902563181790438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2009/12/were-having-little-baby.html' title='We&apos;re having a little baby.....'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-6777814918017272596</id><published>2009-11-05T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T20:19:06.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby crib and such</title><content type='html'>My mom gave us our Christmas present a couple months early and it was just what we asked for. We wanted a new crib for our baby and mom found a great deal on a 3 piece set which included a crib, a changing table and a four drawer dresser. She dropped it off last Saturday and we started putting it together. It started out pretty simple with the crib and changing table but then I tried to put the dresser together by myself and I struggled. It was a lot harder then I had hoped but I accomplished it after about 4 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SvOgBbwcB5I/AAAAAAAAAKc/8HL9_12c4Do/s1600-h/DSCN0313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SvOgBbwcB5I/AAAAAAAAAKc/8HL9_12c4Do/s320/DSCN0313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400836324638590866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We didn't realize what we were in for until after unloading all of the contents of the box, our whole living room was covered in pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SvOhp-25m7I/AAAAAAAAALE/W4HP8C-unVQ/s1600-h/DSCN0322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SvOhp-25m7I/AAAAAAAAALE/W4HP8C-unVQ/s320/DSCN0322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400838120767331250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got the crib done first. Now we just have to find a mattress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SvOhUfggAqI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Dps4m0l8yok/s1600-h/DSCN0321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SvOhUfggAqI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Dps4m0l8yok/s320/DSCN0321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400837751574626978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The changing table was pretty easy as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SvOhBEZ44AI/AAAAAAAAAK0/-bePbBUxpHw/s1600-h/DSCN0320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SvOhBEZ44AI/AAAAAAAAAK0/-bePbBUxpHw/s320/DSCN0320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400837417881624578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the dresser that took me forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SvOgk4J3FMI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Zvulibi6N7A/s1600-h/DSCN0317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SvOgk4J3FMI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Zvulibi6N7A/s320/DSCN0317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400836933556835522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SvOgTN5P92I/AAAAAAAAAKk/aYs27Tc2NS0/s1600-h/DSCN0314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SvOgTN5P92I/AAAAAAAAAKk/aYs27Tc2NS0/s320/DSCN0314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400836630155097954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a couple pictures of my little baby bump. I'm just over 15 weeks here and finally showing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-6777814918017272596?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/6777814918017272596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=6777814918017272596' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/6777814918017272596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/6777814918017272596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2009/11/baby-crib-and-such.html' title='Baby crib and such'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SvOgBbwcB5I/AAAAAAAAAKc/8HL9_12c4Do/s72-c/DSCN0313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-5258534452402602626</id><published>2009-10-05T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T18:14:51.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Having A Baby!!!</title><content type='html'>Just to fill everyone in that doesn't already know, we are having a baby! We are both very excited! We are due April 26th and can hardly wait for the next 6 1/2 months to go by. We are so happy to have a spring baby just in time for summer and right after Tyson finishes school here at BYUI. We can't wait until our little one is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SsqS2gs08lI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ArqAxmwOmsk/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389281369290764882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SsqS2gs08lI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ArqAxmwOmsk/s320/scan0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-5258534452402602626?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/5258534452402602626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=5258534452402602626' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/5258534452402602626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/5258534452402602626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2009/10/were-having-baby.html' title='We&apos;re Having A Baby!!!'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SsqS2gs08lI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ArqAxmwOmsk/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-5749303374896891843</id><published>2009-09-26T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T17:59:36.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The finished project</title><content type='html'>Sorry that it took so long to post the final pics of our new fireplace, but here they are! I think Tyson did a wonderful job, I wish that I could take some credit but I can't. These pictures are before we put the stove back but you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/Sr63zOJ5tEI/AAAAAAAAAKE/lcUqeZAmf1Q/s1600-h/9.26.09+136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/Sr63zOJ5tEI/AAAAAAAAAKE/lcUqeZAmf1Q/s320/9.26.09+136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385944294982530114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/Sr64NDDi_ZI/AAAAAAAAAKM/BqRCdVufMSk/s1600-h/9.26.09+137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/Sr64NDDi_ZI/AAAAAAAAAKM/BqRCdVufMSk/s320/9.26.09+137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385944738679684498" 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/7333647185965398257-5749303374896891843?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/5749303374896891843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=5749303374896891843' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/5749303374896891843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/5749303374896891843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2009/09/finished-project.html' title='The finished project'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/Sr63zOJ5tEI/AAAAAAAAAKE/lcUqeZAmf1Q/s72-c/9.26.09+136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-332330005966014832</id><published>2009-08-05T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:48:07.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DESTRUCTION!!!!</title><content type='html'>Tyson and I decided that the stone behind our pellet stove really dated our little trailer. We both thought it would be best to replace it with some nice looking tile. Fortunately for us Tyson has a little knowledge on this subject and we decided now would be the best time to do it since Tyson is out of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the before picture: &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/Snpc-VVHdhI/AAAAAAAAAJE/jhW9UntLOXI/s1600-h/August2009+116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/Snpc-VVHdhI/AAAAAAAAAJE/jhW9UntLOXI/s320/August2009+116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366704131912726034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tyson was a pro from the start:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SnpcC3Ec3yI/AAAAAAAAAIs/_NbBhCewNkE/s1600-h/August2009+115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SnpcC3Ec3yI/AAAAAAAAAIs/_NbBhCewNkE/s320/August2009+115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366703110177480482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at him go:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SnpfAnB-yhI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/E_TCmVlm8I0/s1600-h/August2009+124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SnpfAnB-yhI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/E_TCmVlm8I0/s320/August2009+124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366706370047298066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting all the mortar:  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/Snpeto-rkEI/AAAAAAAAAJs/PGEQdzV92aI/s1600-h/August2009+123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/Snpeto-rkEI/AAAAAAAAAJs/PGEQdzV92aI/s320/August2009+123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366706044152811586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's so good he can get two at once:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SnpeT8i_RvI/AAAAAAAAAJk/10rdrZm5JTI/s1600-h/August2009+122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SnpeT8i_RvI/AAAAAAAAAJk/10rdrZm5JTI/s320/August2009+122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366705602728773362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought that I should at least take a whack at it: &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SnpcV7mcukI/AAAAAAAAAI0/SYuMJMxpOGI/s1600-h/August2009+117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SnpcV7mcukI/AAAAAAAAAI0/SYuMJMxpOGI/s320/August2009+117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366703437811333698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was a little unsure of what I was suppose to do: &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SnpcnkKLwUI/AAAAAAAAAI8/5kYSnxksOD0/s1600-h/August2009+118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SnpcnkKLwUI/AAAAAAAAAI8/5kYSnxksOD0/s320/August2009+118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366703740756410690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trying to find the right spot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SnpdQIHaIkI/AAAAAAAAAJM/LSKpYfBOBjE/s1600-h/August2009+119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SnpdQIHaIkI/AAAAAAAAAJM/LSKpYfBOBjE/s320/August2009+119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366704437603213890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The whole wall was moving at this point:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SnpdsyXYWZI/AAAAAAAAAJU/pa-NKg3T-XU/s1600-h/August2009+120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SnpdsyXYWZI/AAAAAAAAAJU/pa-NKg3T-XU/s320/August2009+120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366704929980832146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the end I got the hang of it:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SnpeAcT1qZI/AAAAAAAAAJc/FpZ8AYSQMDk/s1600-h/August2009+121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SnpeAcT1qZI/AAAAAAAAAJc/FpZ8AYSQMDk/s320/August2009+121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366705267657779602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The after pictures are to come.....hopefully anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-332330005966014832?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/332330005966014832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=332330005966014832' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/332330005966014832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/332330005966014832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2009/08/destruction.html' title='DESTRUCTION!!!!'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/Snpc-VVHdhI/AAAAAAAAAJE/jhW9UntLOXI/s72-c/August2009+116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-5999314639631112982</id><published>2009-08-02T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T10:03:11.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Tyson</title><content type='html'>So Tyson's brother Jason has been scanning a bunch of negatives into his computer and was kind enough to share these pictures of Tyson with us. I thought they were so cute and needed to be shared with all.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SnXAVlg5CFI/AAAAAAAAAHM/7eR4omHC8xs/s1600-h/Image+1841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SnXAVlg5CFI/AAAAAAAAAHM/7eR4omHC8xs/s320/Image+1841.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365406008161667154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SnXCNLBmLcI/AAAAAAAAAH8/z0bMh9k1paQ/s1600-h/Image+1867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SnXCNLBmLcI/AAAAAAAAAH8/z0bMh9k1paQ/s320/Image+1867.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365408062635388354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SnXCde3sfdI/AAAAAAAAAIM/HjtO3i5Uzf8/s1600-h/Image+1876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SnXCde3sfdI/AAAAAAAAAIM/HjtO3i5Uzf8/s320/Image+1876.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365408342840475090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SnXBxik-pvI/AAAAAAAAAHc/P8tz9NJneXA/s1600-h/Image+1796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SnXBxik-pvI/AAAAAAAAAHc/P8tz9NJneXA/s320/Image+1796.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365407587921471218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SnXCUHKOHMI/AAAAAAAAAIE/c7OiRbJvxhc/s1600-h/Image+1873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SnXCUHKOHMI/AAAAAAAAAIE/c7OiRbJvxhc/s320/Image+1873.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365408181856902338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SnXB_qQpSCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uT62BGvY9VU/s1600-h/Image+1865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SnXB_qQpSCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uT62BGvY9VU/s320/Image+1865.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365407830501836834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SnXCqNrYK_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/rjCc8euu0Dw/s1600-h/Image+1881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SnXCqNrYK_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/rjCc8euu0Dw/s320/Image+1881.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365408561563708402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SnXC1sUA1RI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Cg4arKPeHms/s1600-h/Image+1936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Tyson/Pictures/Tyson%27s%20baby%20pics/Image%201669.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SnXC1sUA1RI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Cg4arKPeHms/s320/Image+1936.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365408758765770002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Tyson/Pictures/Tyson%27s%20baby%20pics/tyson%27s%20family%20pic.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Tyson/Pictures/Tyson%27s%20baby%20pics/tyson%27s%20family%20pic.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-5999314639631112982?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/5999314639631112982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=5999314639631112982' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/5999314639631112982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/5999314639631112982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2009/08/baby-tyson.html' title='Baby Tyson'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SnXAVlg5CFI/AAAAAAAAAHM/7eR4omHC8xs/s72-c/Image+1841.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-6457939293017907413</id><published>2009-03-22T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T19:51:18.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Blankets</title><content type='html'>I just have to clarify right off the bat before anyone jumps to any conclusions, this is not an announcement. I'm just very proud of these two projects I've completed. I know it's kind of weird to make baby blankets when you aren't expecting but every time I went into Porter's I would look at this really cute blanket and contemplate buying it. After months of looking and wanting I decided to just get it and I'm very glad I did. These turned out so cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316207026030989874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/Scb2H6sDUjI/AAAAAAAAAG8/P2taPIqx1iA/s320/christmas+2009+112.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This is the original pattern. Now you can see why I couldn't pass it up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316205733992228962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/Scb08teAaGI/AAAAAAAAAGs/RfO-2N6drNI/s320/christmas+2009+115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Just a close up of the adorable flowers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316207365849411986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/Scb2bsnE8ZI/AAAAAAAAAHE/IWTbwtAX6t4/s320/christmas+2009+113.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Once I got the little girl blanket done I thought "Well what if we have a boy first" so this is my little boy version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316205400049874994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/Scb0pRb8eDI/AAAAAAAAAGk/7xsA48qG6ls/s320/christmas+2009+114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I adjusted the pattern by making the flowers into little fish, because if our little boy is anything like Tyson he'll be fishing from day one. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They turned out really cute and I am so proud that they turned out so well. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-6457939293017907413?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/6457939293017907413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=6457939293017907413' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/6457939293017907413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/6457939293017907413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2009/03/baby-blankets.html' title='Baby Blankets'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/Scb2H6sDUjI/AAAAAAAAAG8/P2taPIqx1iA/s72-c/christmas+2009+112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-1414189032898636486</id><published>2008-11-19T19:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T20:12:33.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>So Tyson had the camera with him at school for the last little while and I just got it back. So I have a few random pics to post. They don't really have much to do with each other but Jason wanted a new post so here goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Nov. 8 was my wards Super Saturday and we had a craft day. Mom and Makell came with me and we had a great time. These are the crafts that I did...with lots and lots of help from my mom and Makell. Basically they did the whole snowman for me, that turkey took forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270580135125030546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SSTctUpblpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/mZCwzKT3veA/s320/random+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was the easiest: just paint, sand and stick on the stickers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270579862929578514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SSTcdeo-mhI/AAAAAAAAAEw/XmonPZ4Oi6c/s320/random+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again mom and Makell did the snowman, the turkey was really hard but totally worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These next two pics show what Tyson and I are usually doing on a Sunday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270579678929424658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SSTcSxL7ERI/AAAAAAAAAEo/9JCAuybN6CQ/s320/random+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tyson is usually studying really hard. I really am proud of Him. He has a very hard semester but he is doing so well and even when things seem tough and never ending he sticks it out. I love him with all of my heart and really appericiate all of his hard work with school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270579472061578018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SSTcGuiyOyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/edPSvJQq_Xg/s320/random+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is a common activity for me because Tyson and I usually crave sweets on Sunday. This particular day was the day before Makell's b-day. Makell requested sugar cookies with the number 16 on them. So I baked and decorated all day on Sunday. I ended up with about 5 dozen cookies, half pink with green writing and half green with pink writing. And in explantion of the pop can rolling pin....I don't have a real one. During Barbara's move mom offered to save me her rolling pin but I said "No, I don't really make anything that I would need a rolling pin for." Well Makell's birthday proved me wrong. Needless to say the pop can worked great! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270580356106558306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SSTc6L3iG2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/_S21czwkNVE/s320/random+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The final product after hours of fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270580532859268850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SSTdEeUqbvI/AAAAAAAAAFI/pPo8xG3XNc4/s320/random+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is a very random, awful picture of me at my mom's house during her birthday party. I was playing the piano and Tyson surprised me with the camera. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-1414189032898636486?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/1414189032898636486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=1414189032898636486' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/1414189032898636486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/1414189032898636486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2008/11/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SSTctUpblpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/mZCwzKT3veA/s72-c/random+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-1295412429219658195</id><published>2008-11-02T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T16:45:51.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Josh tells me that I am now truly trailer trash because the washer and dryer I have are worth more than my "house".  I bet the value is actually pretty close and since the washer and dryer are almost 6 months old I would guess that they have depreciated almost enough that our "house" might be worth more.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SQ5GV5bFKKI/AAAAAAAAAEY/LrkeSOudE_k/s1600-h/washer+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264222356448290978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SQ5GV5bFKKI/AAAAAAAAAEY/LrkeSOudE_k/s320/washer+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brendie's great aunt Barbara sold her house and moved to Idaho falls and she asked us if we could use her washer and dryer.  We said that would be wonderful cause the old washer leaked and the dryer was melting brendie's stuff.  We are so thankful that Barbara decided to let us have the washer and dryer.  It was no easy task to move the washer and dryer down the hall way of our tiny little house but Josh was the mastermind behind the move so it all worked out.  As you can see the washer and dryer dont really fit the rest of the house(it looks like I stole them from some rich people), in fact they dont really even fit in the space we have but they are hooked up and they work.  Thanks again Barbara!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SQ5GGXD-jMI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Do3X3xckNPY/s1600-h/washer+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264222089526545602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SQ5GGXD-jMI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Do3X3xckNPY/s320/washer+014.JPG" border="0" /&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/7333647185965398257-1295412429219658195?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/1295412429219658195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=1295412429219658195' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/1295412429219658195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/1295412429219658195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2008/11/josh-tells-me-that-i-am-now-truly.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SQ5GV5bFKKI/AAAAAAAAAEY/LrkeSOudE_k/s72-c/washer+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-6352727925164632188</id><published>2008-09-14T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T09:49:37.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emergency Surgery</title><content type='html'>So most of you have already heard that we had a interesting weekend. It all started when Tyson started filling sick to his stomach Thursday night about 9:30. He decided to just go to sleep and hope that it would go away and that he'd fill better in the morning. Little did we know what was about to happen. Tyson was up most of the night because he as unable to sleep due to the pain he was feeling. During the night the pain in his stomach started to settle in his lower right side. At 4:00 in the morning he woke me and we thought we should take off to hospital. Not sure really what to do we called Tyson's brother Jason and we were advised to go to the emergency room.&lt;br /&gt;Once in the E.R. they ran blood tests and took x-rays, as well as answered a very lengthy list of questions over and over again. The doctor finally showed up at 6:00 and said that it was probably appendicitis. They moved Tyson upstairs and we waited for the surgeon to get in because we needed him to okay it.&lt;br /&gt;At about 8:00 Dr. Christensen came in and went over the list of questions again and said it was definitely appendicitis. Dr. Christensen had one surgery to do first and then he was going to take Tyson it as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;They took Tyson into surgery around 9:00 and he was in surgery for about an hour. Everything went well and Tyson is healing nicely. They had him spend the night and we were able come home at about 11:00 Saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SM05pAY2ihI/AAAAAAAAAEA/A2b-WNwwc8k/s1600-h/school-surgery+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245912517598153234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SM05pAY2ihI/AAAAAAAAAEA/A2b-WNwwc8k/s320/school-surgery+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyson in his hospital bed. The drugs made him quite loopy and completely out of it. He slept most of the day Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SM05bqnitOI/AAAAAAAAAD4/OqqnVdheNso/s1600-h/school-surgery+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245912288415888610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SM05bqnitOI/AAAAAAAAAD4/OqqnVdheNso/s320/school-surgery+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We decided to do the laparoscopic appendectomy so Tyson has three little incisions instead of one large one. This way is suppose to have less scaring and heal faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245912662903182370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SM05xdsRVCI/AAAAAAAAAEI/4RafKcetTWw/s320/scan0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;During the surgery we had them take pictures for our two medical student brothers to see. In the first picture you can see the appendix, it's the long purple thing. Usually appendix are small, about the size of a earth worm, and really pink; Tyson's was as big around as a finger and had started to turn purple. In the second picture you can see the gal bladder and the liver. I'm not quite sure what the third picture is. The forth one is of the large intestine after the appendix was removed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We'd like to say thanks to everyone that helped us out this weekend. We really appriciate the thoughts and phone calls. We love you all!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-6352727925164632188?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/6352727925164632188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=6352727925164632188' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/6352727925164632188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/6352727925164632188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2008/09/emergency-surgery.html' title='Emergency Surgery'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SM05pAY2ihI/AAAAAAAAAEA/A2b-WNwwc8k/s72-c/school-surgery+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-3080297563388653863</id><published>2008-09-13T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T15:12:16.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School</title><content type='html'>Everyone else did thier back to school blog and so I thought that I would post a picture of Tyson on his first day of school for this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245628653145774418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SMw3d65dWVI/AAAAAAAAADo/YovaF6Nt-l0/s320/school-surgery+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SMw33szAzjI/AAAAAAAAADw/WoqbWPp4WkM/s1600-h/school-surgery+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245629096037240370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SMw33szAzjI/AAAAAAAAADw/WoqbWPp4WkM/s320/school-surgery+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You can see in this pic that Tyson has quite a large load of books to carry with him to class each day. Too much weight if you ask me...this is going to cause some problems with school due to our most recent experience this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SMw2t80oEtI/AAAAAAAAADg/rBM0jIlUbkk/s1600-h/school-surgery+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-3080297563388653863?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/3080297563388653863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=3080297563388653863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/3080297563388653863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/3080297563388653863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SMw3d65dWVI/AAAAAAAAADo/YovaF6Nt-l0/s72-c/school-surgery+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-3033262189629665588</id><published>2008-08-01T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T15:05:47.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ZOOM!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyson and I decided to have the Zoom Whitening done, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when we found out that we get free dental becuase I work in a dental office. Nice benifits if you ask me. It was $700 worth of dental for free. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's just a few pics. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229668345101742882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SJODpuLk8yI/AAAAAAAAACY/J-kZeD9hJG4/s320/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Tyson before with his starting shade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229668736133157458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SJOEAe4u0lI/AAAAAAAAACg/_T5mm4DYeDY/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tyson during the process...3, 15minute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cycles&lt;/span&gt;. By the third cycle you really want to just cry. It gets pretty hot and your teeth start to ache unless your like Tyson. He was having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;electric&lt;/span&gt; like jolts shocking through his teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229669500922081202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SJOEs_8nr7I/AAAAAAAAACo/cLUGXYPk3L0/s320/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tyson after with his starting shade. He lighten up three shades. Now his teeth almost glow in the dark there are so white!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229670759729580674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SJOF2RXtyoI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Y_ZoodgXvgw/s320/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is me before with my starting shade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229670993858584530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SJOGD5ka39I/AAAAAAAAADA/eFlW81v0KSE/s320/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is me during the very last of the three cycles. My teeth didn't really start hurting until like the 5 minutes of this cycle. I had to just grin and bare it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229671397308076002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SJOGbYiRj-I/AAAAAAAAADI/kSlo-uaeixI/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is me after with the shade I started out as. I lightened up four shades and now Tyson and I are the same shade. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was a unusual experience for the two of us and I can't say that I would do it again. Tyson and I spent the remainder of the day cringing with little electric jolts and super hypersensitivity. But I as happy with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;results&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-3033262189629665588?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/3033262189629665588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=3033262189629665588' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/3033262189629665588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/3033262189629665588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2008/08/zoom.html' title='ZOOM!!!!'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SJODpuLk8yI/AAAAAAAAACY/J-kZeD9hJG4/s72-c/030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-3429753671447623633</id><published>2008-06-08T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T15:02:13.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Frist Anniversary!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow is our one year anniversary but we celebrated by going up to Mont's Cabin and had a weekend getaway. We leave Friday after we both got off work.&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209619491821673778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SExJU3j7XTI/AAAAAAAAAAo/n25u1NCY51E/s320/1st+Anniversry!!!+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Friday night we started a campfire because Tyson was craving a little outdoor time. I was freezing but soon was so warm from the fire that Tyson created that I thought my eyebrows were burning off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday morning Mont drove up and took us to his fishing spot for a little early morning fishing trip. He was going to be there about 6:00 which meant we had to be awake at 5:30 to make sure we were ready for him. I was pretty sleepy but also very excited for my first real fishing trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209620392948812338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SExKJUhYSjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QwmlUmey3HU/s320/1st+Anniversry!!!+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is me reeling in my first fish which was also the first fish of the day. It ended up being the biggest fish off the day too. It was just a over 5lbs. Tyson caught one almost as big but mine was just a few ounces bigger. We caught a total of 11 fish in just over 3 hours. We were only able to keep two a peice though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209622368327932546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SExL8TYdmoI/AAAAAAAAAA4/yRm4wDd-9eo/s320/1st+Anniversry!!!+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyson and I freezing on the boat. It actually starting to snow just as we caught our last fish. We hurried off the lake at fast as we could.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209624789063796962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SExOJNU3iOI/AAAAAAAAABI/16P9xRnC9i4/s320/1st+Anniversry!!!+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                          Me and the two fish I caught.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209627268475696482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SExQZh2utWI/AAAAAAAAABY/pv6OoYwDnzY/s320/1st+Anniversry!!!+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     This is Tyson with some fish....he didn't really catch all of them though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209626882013516658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SExQDCK903I/AAAAAAAAABQ/qWIj0iAAQlw/s320/1st+Anniversry!!!+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                  This is me with all of the fish we caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209627812678628386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SExQ5NK0dCI/AAAAAAAAABg/TxOf0A7YdxY/s320/1st+Anniversry!!!+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                              Both of us with the fish.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209628317455036722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SExRWlm5MTI/AAAAAAAAABo/xYCCEvu1JiA/s320/1st+Anniversry!!!+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mont weighing the fish to see who's fish really was the biggest. I totally won!!! (ok only by a few ounces but still I won)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209628829190573074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SExR0X-JzBI/AAAAAAAAABw/Db1JhAsuKzE/s320/1st+Anniversry!!!+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyson and Mont gutting the fish. It was pretty gross to watch and if you look close you can see Mont throwing the guts. Eww!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209629545139549394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SExSeDFsNNI/AAAAAAAAAB4/rpmF8qhfI74/s320/1st+Anniversry!!!+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                            Tyson the filleting the fish. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saturday night we went to West Yellowstone. We ate dinner, had an old fashion western picture taken and went to the playmill.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209630384804773074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SExTO7FevNI/AAAAAAAAACA/2AyMbvW6A-Y/s320/1st+Anniversry!!!+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                         Tyson fell asleep while waiting for me to get ready.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209631398652807938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SExUJ79sCwI/AAAAAAAAACI/hOThUuuXpuU/s320/1st+Anniversry!!!+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                       Tyson and I eating at the Gusher, a little pizza place. It was yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209631899591319954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SExUnGGvIZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/p1IuTH3Ro6U/s320/1st+Anniversry!!!+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is us outside of the Playmill. We went to a play called See How They Run. It was hilarious. It was all about a ton of misunderstanding and everyone was trying to figure out the truth but it just made it worse. It was so funny. We really enjoyed it. They even sang us a little song for our anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&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/7333647185965398257-3429753671447623633?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/3429753671447623633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=3429753671447623633' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/3429753671447623633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/3429753671447623633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2008/06/our-frist-anniversary.html' title='Our Frist Anniversary!!!'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SExJU3j7XTI/AAAAAAAAAAo/n25u1NCY51E/s72-c/1st+Anniversry!!!+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-4458954310665411471</id><published>2008-06-01T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T21:24:56.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The most recent interesting event in our live was my graduation. It's really nice to be done with school and to start a career rather than nights as a server. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207133272755643426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SEN0H3y3pCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/vTVBY32TIrE/s320/honeymoon+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me and my class walking into the auditorium. The program was really boring and way to long, but we all had to sit through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207134784584131634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SEN1f3y3pDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/jcsxNYd5bBk/s320/honeymoon+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tyson and I being oh so cute after I walked. He was very supportive throughout my schooling and was always there for me. I'm very grateful to him. &lt;/p&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/7333647185965398257-4458954310665411471?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/4458954310665411471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=4458954310665411471' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/4458954310665411471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/4458954310665411471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2008/06/graduation.html' title='Graduation'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YA5sWvFp_u4/SEN0H3y3pCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/vTVBY32TIrE/s72-c/honeymoon+020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333647185965398257.post-4971641411603967197</id><published>2008-06-01T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T21:02:02.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Friends!!</title><content type='html'>So my brother finally talked me into starting one of these, so that it can be easier for him to know what's going on in my life. Unfortunately, there isn't much in my life that is too exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick update: My husband and I have been married for a year on June 9th. It's been a very great year and neither of us can believe that it went by so quickly. Tyson is a Chemistry major at BYU-I and hopes to make it into dental school in the next couple years (I know he'll be able to do it). I just graduated from EITC in Dental Assisting and I am in the middle of my lovely intership working 250 hours for free. It's great fun....the assisting part not the no money part. Since I am not making money Tyson is also working while doing school. He lays flooring with his brother for his parents company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's basically our live in a nutshell. It's a little crazy but we enjoy it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333647185965398257-4971641411603967197?l=brendieandtyson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/feeds/4971641411603967197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333647185965398257&amp;postID=4971641411603967197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/4971641411603967197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333647185965398257/posts/default/4971641411603967197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendieandtyson.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello-friends.html' title='Hello Friends!!'/><author><name>Brendie, Tyson and Hank Gundersen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731005959311269633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_2BUr6zCK0/TtPaKXWzOVI/AAAAAAAABQc/7tvL7WILeVg/s220/family%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
