<?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-4885110198647734671</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:35:25.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taunima Treasures</title><subtitle type='html'>..Iwalani..Danny..Samisoni..Sonatane..Simon..Taniela jr..Malakai.....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>213</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-2916647101297173732</id><published>2011-07-25T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T21:25:37.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>I don't particularly like this word! I sat down one day and pondered this word and it's not like I despise the word..it's not knowing what's ahead...not knowing the unknown!  Alot has happened since I posted last.  Danny got back from his first football camp with QCHS and he loved it! He will be playing on the Junior Varsity Team as a freshmen.  We had a very long discussion about enjoying his time with high school but also making sure he is eligible to play but keeping up with all his responsibilities which is school, seminary, and of course football but most of all, remember his duties to God first and foremost above all else and then the rest will follow!  Sam got to go to scout camp and now he has his 1st and 2nd class and a few more merit badges and he can advance! He might just catch up to Danny..and he still has a few more merit badges and then he can start working towards his Eagle Scout!  Lani is looking forward to starting college and is working hard..Tane, leka, and simon are anxiously waiting for school to start!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Vineyard ward and the Ironwood ward were split again to create a 3rd ward "Cambria Ward".  Bishop Nevitt was released and I am super sad! He gave the most uplifting and meaningful testimony yesterday to say his goodbye as a Bishop and I cried the whole time! I am so grateful for Bishop Nevitt for all he has done for me and my kids! What mattered the most was that he told me he was proud of me! Bishop Nevitt prayed for me so that I can take care of my children and he saw something in me that I didn't know I had..courage to endure! I will never forget Bishop Nevitt and his unconditional love!  The Vineyard Bishopric was rearranged also..Bro Davis was released and we are just as sad about that too! These two great men loved my children and I and always made us feel loved and welcomed! I am so grateful!  Bishop Hyde is also a great person and I know Heavenly Father chose well!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part of wayne Ranch was also split too..they'll be going to the Cambria ward...which includes john and karen harris, the Morgans, the Hales, Megan Curran and her kids, the Merrills and I'm super sad!  But, Brother Davis said "it's just a line" and the friendship that we all created will never end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is about to start soon..well one more day for Danny (he is going into the 9th grade - high school), Sam is going into the 7th grade, Sonatane is going to the 5th grade, Simon is going to the 4th grade, and Taniela is going to the 3rd grade..Iwalani is starting college..man do I feel old..and what's sad is the change..they are all growing up and getting older! me..I enjoy my job and it's challenges! I have 6 more classes for my master's and i'm still overweight! haha!  One day soon, I'll be motivated to loose these baby fats! LOL...okay.that's my change for July 2011.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-2916647101297173732?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/2916647101297173732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=2916647101297173732' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/2916647101297173732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/2916647101297173732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2011/07/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-5986503845014753098</id><published>2011-06-19T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T00:32:42.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day x 6yrs without you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qgzmy7xmNlU/Tf2iU5utsoI/AAAAAAAAA30/XXS28YqNwjY/s1600/1632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qgzmy7xmNlU/Tf2iU5utsoI/AAAAAAAAA30/XXS28YqNwjY/s200/1632.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619826390006084226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;house you took your last breath... :''''(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After saying my morning prayer, I had the strongest prompting that no homework today, no housework, no worries about bills, but to gather my children and just drive and hangout! We did just that! Dropped off Lani at work and then the boys and I headed out...there were lots of quarreling and nit picking about space and don't change that song and all that..but for some reason, I felt it was okay to hear that..Danny changed the station and Michael Jackson's song "you are not alone" came on and the van got quiet!  We drove in silence hearing that song and that same feeling I felt after I prayed confirmed to me that through some kind of force from the spirit world..my husband wanted to hang out with us today...before he died..he made sure every Saturday were spent with the boys and as much as I wanted to just hang out with him alone, we would start to go out on our date night and within 30 minutes of leaving the house, we would just end up picking up a movie from blockbuster and picking up junk food and going back home to hang out with the kids!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He made some choices that were not good ones and he paid the ultimate consequences with his health but that didn't mean that he loved children less...He ADORED his children and he would have big dreams and hopes for each one of them..he was on cloud 9 knowing that he has all these boys because he was the only boy in his family.  We drove by memory lane...our house he took his last breath...he was breathing hard gurgling casping for air, I whispered in his ear that I loved him and that I will do my best at raising his children..he took another breath and that was his last...I touched his lips and I touched his eyes, I traced his forehead down his cheeks to his chin..I was trying to paint that picture to last a lifetime in my mind..and it still is in my mind..day in day out..never a day without thinking of him....I dream of him..he comes to me in my dream..he stands with his white suit looking over me...I wake up thinking it's real only to feel his side of the bed and he is not there!  This Father's Day is just as any other Father's Day..a day to remind my children that you are not here...I miss you terribly!! I Love you sooo much!!! Our children are gowing up..Leka keeps asking to talk about you because he doesn't remember you...his little personality is your minnie you...you would be so proud of your children! WE LOVE YOU!!!We will never forget you!!! Love you, hun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-5986503845014753098?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/5986503845014753098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=5986503845014753098' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/5986503845014753098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/5986503845014753098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2011/06/fathers-day-x-6yrs-without-you.html' title='Father&apos;s Day x 6yrs without you...'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qgzmy7xmNlU/Tf2iU5utsoI/AAAAAAAAA30/XXS28YqNwjY/s72-c/1632.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-2575092176318051396</id><published>2011-06-03T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T00:33:46.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j2rnD2gAm-I/TeiM8y5sQPI/AAAAAAAAA3s/HYqZShw4sQM/s1600/249765_117750784976600_100002250361371_144644_2747363_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j2rnD2gAm-I/TeiM8y5sQPI/AAAAAAAAA3s/HYqZShw4sQM/s200/249765_117750784976600_100002250361371_144644_2747363_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613891911601111282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Danny Taunima - 8th Grade Promotion - Combs HS 8th Grade Academy (5-26-2011)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_6pT7jiL864/TeiMa2AsxfI/AAAAAAAAA3k/iIr1mDSA3iw/s1600/252222_117751048309907_100002250361371_144647_7497098_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_6pT7jiL864/TeiMa2AsxfI/AAAAAAAAA3k/iIr1mDSA3iw/s200/252222_117751048309907_100002250361371_144647_7497098_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613891328320259570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Danny and his oldest sister Ainise who traveled down from Utah with her husband for Iwalani's graduation but then surprised that Danny was also being promoted to the 9th grade..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kRFGo70q60c/TeiMJmroSYI/AAAAAAAAA3c/KjGZ2tE2khM/s1600/252519_213531222013986_100000713305045_683495_6802550_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kRFGo70q60c/TeiMJmroSYI/AAAAAAAAA3c/KjGZ2tE2khM/s200/252519_213531222013986_100000713305045_683495_6802550_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613891032147577218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Iwalani L Taunima - Class of 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8iXEZuDMdfo/TeiLwORXIsI/AAAAAAAAA3U/tcbxEibCods/s1600/252062_117791198305892_100002250361371_145016_5272779_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8iXEZuDMdfo/TeiLwORXIsI/AAAAAAAAA3U/tcbxEibCods/s200/252062_117791198305892_100002250361371_145016_5272779_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613890596098220738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is the class of 2011 (Queen Creek HS) they're class was too big for their homeschool stadium so it had to be held at the ASU Wells Fargo Arena...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I2srqjCeUWs/TeiLg6FAWCI/AAAAAAAAA3M/WiTYrCSDFLQ/s1600/248289_117931261625219_100002250361371_145757_7714257_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I2srqjCeUWs/TeiLg6FAWCI/AAAAAAAAA3M/WiTYrCSDFLQ/s200/248289_117931261625219_100002250361371_145757_7714257_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613890332979648546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(ema and lani)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LiW6pvAZpwc/TeiLQ9jPKlI/AAAAAAAAA3E/zJjfLCvGPB8/s1600/247927_213531105347331_100000713305045_683491_2430763_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LiW6pvAZpwc/TeiLQ9jPKlI/AAAAAAAAA3E/zJjfLCvGPB8/s200/247927_213531105347331_100000713305045_683491_2430763_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613890059033848402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she did it..class of 2011 QCHS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 22-2011 marked the 6th anniversary of my love and father of my children...also on this day..Iwalani graduated from Seminary...let's just say...it was an emotional day!  May 26-2011..Danny was promoted to 9th grade..Iwalani graduated from high school...wow..I have a college student!  It is summer time now and the weather is starting to creep up to the triple digits! So not fun!  I am still working hard, but not hard enough cause I'm still broke!  I'm still taking classes for my master's..not going well!  It's been an emotional roller coaster this past month and even more emotional this month just knowing the reminder of what June is on the calendar!  But, I can't linger on the things I can't control...will update soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-2575092176318051396?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/2575092176318051396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=2575092176318051396' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/2575092176318051396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/2575092176318051396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2011/06/danny-taunima-8th-grade-promotion-combs.html' title=''/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j2rnD2gAm-I/TeiM8y5sQPI/AAAAAAAAA3s/HYqZShw4sQM/s72-c/249765_117750784976600_100002250361371_144644_2747363_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-7555581715821528139</id><published>2011-05-20T08:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T09:21:58.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndoKrg3Pzuw/TdaJzRxQ5cI/AAAAAAAAA24/1o7W2E6ntME/s1600/la%2Band%2Bher%2Bbros"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndoKrg3Pzuw/TdaJzRxQ5cI/AAAAAAAAA24/1o7W2E6ntME/s200/la%2Band%2Bher%2Bbros" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608821899972896194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8ic4dWiy8vI/TdaJqHnySlI/AAAAAAAAA2w/7nERWlmJc_A/s1600/la%2Band%2Bnathan"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8ic4dWiy8vI/TdaJqHnySlI/AAAAAAAAA2w/7nERWlmJc_A/s200/la%2Band%2Bnathan" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608821742629964370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iwalani...it's May now and according to her schedule..she has only 2days left of high school and then she moves on to "bigger and better things" (she says)..but really she is super excited to be done with this chapter in her life and is excited and nervous to be out in the world as an adult! her plans:  work fulltime during the summer and "resting my brain" (she says)..she got a scholarship to Central Arizona College where she will be starting a new journey in the world of Radiology..eventually she wants to be a Cardiovascular Radiologist but for now she will take this course to get there.  Serving her mission is on the schedule but she is open to options and although she dreams of marrying a New Zealand return missionary and loves to play Rugby...She's got finals these last few days of school and yet she proclaims that she has the senioritis really badly! She did get asked to go to mormon prom with Nathan Merrill and she looked beautiful! Graduation is 5-26-2011 @7pm held at the ASU Wells Fargo Arena. Seminary Graduation is 5-22-2011 @7pm at the Stake Center on Ocotillo next to QC High school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danny.....he's mad at me again but life is all about choices and making commitment and when you place Heavenly Father first and foremost even before your own family...everything else will work out and somehow...oh well...he'll be fine and eventually he'll want to talk to me again because he will be hungry..he knows how to make mac n cheese and ramen noodles..and he can cook breakfast but when it comes to a dinner...he's all about the meat and that he hasn't quite figured out how to cook it. He has been struggling with this last quarter of school to catch up for his lack of attendance during the 3rd quarter but he has really been working hard and I'm proud of him for admitting that it would've been much easier for him to just get things done the first time than "messing around".  He understands, now, the consequences of his actions this past 3rd quarter and I hope he doesn't give up now.  He was asked to play football for a league (NYS) for their Spring season and as a reward, I placed the option to Danny that he can choose to and to understand the consequences of those choices.  We agreed that he would keep up with his school work and to not let football affect his school either..I also made him understand that once you commit to something you need to keep that commitment and Danny agreed.  well..his team made it to the playoffs and I noticed that danny wasn't going to practice at all...yet on Saturdays..he'd gear up and says to take him to the game...so now..I don't think it's fair to his teammates that danny can just make up his own schedule and where is the commitment we talked about in the beginning...he's mad at me now because I won't take him to his playoff game this coming up Saturday which is in glendale....commitment danny..it's high school only you also have to commit to Seminary somewhere between football and holding regular school classes..welcome to growing up with responsibilities! So, he is mad and he refuses to say anything to me but he'll be fine! Oh..although he failed science in the 3rd quarter..they are allowing him to get promoted with 8th grade promotion day but he has to take summer school so he can get his 8th grade promotion certificate..how weird!  Promotion day is also on Thursday May 26-2011 at 0900am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samisoni.....well..Sam is Sam..random but I love his goofey attitude to everything! He goes with the flow..he has a new best friend (Wyatt Fyffe) they seem to be inseparable along with their friend Brian..they all go to the same school and it's awesome that Sam has his friends to hang out! Sam is infatuated with Rugby..he says he is going to be an All-Star Rugby player one day...I say we'll talk about it!  He is always the last to leave the house for school and I love just hanging out with him just for that short amount of time..he makes me laugh on my way to work which is much needed!  He has been cooking breakfast and on his day to cook..we know for sure we are going to eat breakfast or some sort of breakfast something.lol.School will be out soon and he is looking forward to the summer..we aren't going anywhere he just want's to sleep in...Sam also will be going on the boys scout camp this coming June and i'm not sure if he's excited to go but he wants to go explore the great outdoors..he loves scout camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonatane......I had the opportunity to meet with Sonatane's counselor and she states that Tane loves math and I know because he never asks for my help with any of his math assignments...he maybe the only one who loves math! which is cool..we need a math genius in the family! I found one of his dad's rugby shirt and it's just his size so he has been wearing this shirt non stop...he also does his own laundry and he washes this shirt every single day! I finally had to tell him that he will need to wash this shirt withother clothes because he is just using up all the energy on one little thing...lol...he loves to help cook..he knows to make cakes and cook eggs..he is almost done with merit badges to earn his WEBELOS in scouts..Tane is my punctual kid...if I say a specific time to do anything he is always right there to remind me of the time...I love that about him...although he still needs to be a little nicer to the younger boys (simon and bubba).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon......still simon...always lovable..always helping with anything but very dramatic...I love that about him..it only shows he can be compassionate...he really enjoyed being in Ms Alva's class and is always helpful in her class! Simon loves to eat chicken! any which way I make it..he will eat and always compliments on it!  He helps Danny cook but he mainly does dishes..which is okay! looking forward to summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taniela....well..bubba is bubba...he will complain..like drop to the floor with tantrums but he will also give the biggest hug..I guess that's why he gets away with everything!  He loves his many friends in our neighborhood and really loves his scout pack...his favorite Primary teacher is Sis Norris.  He brought home is AR reading level and started to cry and was afraid to show me and when I asked why he was crying he says because it's bad...I looked and and his reading level is 4.0 (4th grade level)..he is only in 2nd grade..it took awhile to explain to him that it's not a bad thing...then a little bribe with chocolate and he was fine! Taniela's life is busy with his many friends..i'm always sending the boys out to bring him home because he forgets that when the sun goes down..it's time to come home...he's my cooking partner and he is famous for his 10 minute dessert (cookies and ice cream and he makes it into an ice cream sandwich and freezes it for 10 minutes)...however..not everyone is into that whole icecream and cookie thing so bubba gets to eat more than his fair share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  work is getting a little more intense...still crying now and then but I'm learning to leave work at work..although it is very hard...school thing getting a little overwhelming..thoughts of quitting run in circles in my brain....got a parttime job to help push us through until November...if I don't quit school..I should be done with my CORE Master's program by November....My struggles still surrounds me but I have a testimony that it will all work out! My testimony of the gospel and it's truthfulness is immovable and without the gospel..I wouldn't be able to do what I can do now!  I love my children, family, friends, and I am grateful for the knowledge that I have and of Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ!  It will all work out! Until the next update....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-7555581715821528139?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/7555581715821528139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=7555581715821528139' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/7555581715821528139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/7555581715821528139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2011/05/update.html' title='Update...'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndoKrg3Pzuw/TdaJzRxQ5cI/AAAAAAAAA24/1o7W2E6ntME/s72-c/la%2Band%2Bher%2Bbros' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-7435550822497674617</id><published>2011-03-05T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T01:17:56.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He knows me....</title><content type='html'>It has been an eventful week at work this week and I'm ending my Personality class this week as well and that means ...papers galore!  I've seen kids being removed from their mothers, kids - teens being passed on from one foster to another, kids given up because the mothers just don't want them anymore.  I've driven home down Ironwood an as therapeutic as it can be watching the mountains turn to warm inviting colors as the sun sets ending yet another day of sadness to some, and loneliness; I still can't fathom the idea that there are soo many children out there who just wants to be loved..unconditionally and not give up on them!  I went to the Temple tonight to seek guidance and comfort for my own sadness and loneliness but for mostly to feel that unconditional love that our HEAVENLY FATHER has for us..for each of us..because he KNOWS us...HE KNOWS ME!...this is the message I walked away with tonight!!  To all those children sleeping in someone else's home and wondering why....HE KNOWS YOU!!! HE WILL GUIDE AND COMFORT YOU!!  ALL WILL BE WELL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-7435550822497674617?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/7435550822497674617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=7435550822497674617' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/7435550822497674617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/7435550822497674617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2011/03/he-knows-me.html' title='He knows me....'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-3923010066700459142</id><published>2011-02-12T00:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T00:56:15.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SLACKER! SERIOUSLY!</title><content type='html'>My new adventure and with grad school underway...I have been slacking in our family journal...here's just what we are up as of lately:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taniela:&lt;br /&gt;He is basketball and with four of his bestest friends and loves it! He didn't like it at first because he says he doesn't get to hit anyone (like in tackle football)..but he loves being with his friends!  He has been sick with the influenza and this weird rash off and on for awhile..we finally figured it out that he might be allergic to chinese food and mexican food or something in the recipes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon:&lt;br /&gt;Simon is still Simon..he is doing much better with his spelling words and brought home a 98 percent on his last test.  He was also sick with the influenza and was on antibiotic for awhile..he is much better now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tane:&lt;br /&gt;Tane is doing better with AR goal and is getting better at asking questions when he doesn't understand.  He also got sick with the influenza and he was the one who took a while to get over dang sickness...poor kid...I can tell that he is getting a little bit more mature as he grows and I can't believe he will be 11 this year...yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam:&lt;br /&gt;-Sam was sick with the influenza got over that and still had this lingering cough and couldn't hear for awhile...now he is on double antibiotics and a nasal spray for his nostrils..poor child..he is working on this science project that he does not need my help with and i'm a little sad about it but he knows what he is doing...oh well..btw...he grew...wears size 36 in men and is a size 11 in mens shoes...where that come from?..seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danny:&lt;br /&gt;-well...Danny...we are working on slow progress...it's been a very difficult road and we are taking major turns..however...it is temporary and we will get over this phase...I hope!  he was also sick with the influenza...and then the doctor thought it was his appendix but then it was just everything surrounding his appendix that was inflamed...he also played football with the neighborhood boys at the park and seemed to hurt his shoulder...but he can move it and so it's not broken (i'm sure of it!).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iwalani:&lt;br /&gt;THE PRINCESS Taunima..turned 18 (1-29) and it was very emotional..for me anyways! I can't believe she is 18...i am very pleased with her accomplishments and she is so looking forward to graduating in May...she is looking to enroll with CAC with their Radiology program as she wants to pursue Cardiovascular ultrasound...she has been my huge confidant and helper through everything! She is the seminary president! BTW..she has Sadie Hawkins tomorrow 02-12-2011 and she is very excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;br /&gt;this new journey has been a challenge (understatement!)...I've meant different people along the way and I'm getting too attached to these children and I wish I can take them all and provide unconditional love for them like they deserve!  My master's...not going so well...I received a letter that I am put on probation because I am suppose to keep a 3.00 GPA and at the moment I have 2.87 GPA...I have until the end of May to pull my GPA up to par otherwise I will be dropped and have to reapply again and start over with my credits needed...aaarrrrggggghhhhh!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what's been happening in the Taunima household...fun times....oh btw...my nieces moved in...3 of them...it's a full house but that's what makes a home..right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-3923010066700459142?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/3923010066700459142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=3923010066700459142' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/3923010066700459142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/3923010066700459142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2011/02/slacker-seriously.html' title='SLACKER! SERIOUSLY!'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-3433233791251186683</id><published>2011-01-13T22:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T22:22:38.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR! 2011</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year to ALL!! i can't believe it is a whole new year!!! where did time go?  it was just Thanksgiving..sheeshh.  Christmas was focused on HIS PRESENCE this year..with a new job and trying to play catch up with finances..it's been hard..but hey...we made it...time came for New years...my kids and I had spent the new years together..minus Lani who worked with sis smith and danny decided to go to the Stake Youth dance but they made it home before the new year began. I don't have any resolutions for this year, only to be safe and to continue to be more consistent with spending time with my children and with reading the scriptures and be consistent with FHE.  Life is still busy in my little household but I wouldn't know how to act if it was not busy.  I love my children and my family and my friends and I hope that everyone will have a great year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-3433233791251186683?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/3433233791251186683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=3433233791251186683' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/3433233791251186683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/3433233791251186683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year-2011.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR! 2011'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-979188257311014287</id><published>2010-11-25T05:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T05:29:36.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!!</title><content type='html'>wow...the end of November already!!!!  I am very grateful to know that I belong to a faith of the Living Christ!! I am grateful for the Temple and its ordinances!!! I am grateful for the ATONEMENT!!! I am grateful for my children and the challenges we face...I am grateful for my parents and I am grateful for families!!! I am especially grateful for my wonderful friends and their unconditional love!! May you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving!!!! we love you all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-979188257311014287?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/979188257311014287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=979188257311014287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/979188257311014287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/979188257311014287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!!'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-880092805783329661</id><published>2010-10-12T15:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T16:30:20.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a new journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TLTk2GH9ILI/AAAAAAAAA2g/N2ghWC_LHJ0/s1600/new+journey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 107px; height: 118px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TLTk2GH9ILI/AAAAAAAAA2g/N2ghWC_LHJ0/s200/new+journey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527294260698489010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've neglected my online journal first it was due to FB and so I've decided to ween off FB and be more productive with family scripture time, family time and family prayers...so far so good...however, we are still in chaotic mode with football and everything else to goes with that...i noticed that i didn't blog about the excitement in my little household and so I will begin with my children starting from oldest to youngest to catch up to the up to date happenings with the Taunima's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iwalani...the month of August has been a blur..but she did get her driver's license back in July and she is anxiously awaiting a car (a friend of ours is giving her their 1992 toyota corolla - but it needs work so they are working (luckily he's a mechanic) on it and will soon be driven around town by the Taunima princess)...in September..she has been diligently trying to gain straight A's in school and her scripture mastery in Seminary and she has done awesome...she is struggling a little bit with her piano lessons but she is working on becoming the next mozart (not really) but she is trying...October..she counted them days until fall break and she is out as we speak for 2 weeks of break(who needs 2 wks of break from schoo?- i know i didn't get that many days off nor a fall break).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danny...turned 14 on the 27th of August and was ordained by non other than Grandpa Harris with Teacher priesthood holder....it was an emotional blessing.  September..football began and so our chaotic schedules began...he no longer is a Patriot, they merge with the Alliance footbally league and now Danny is playing for the Blackhawks in which homefield is Williams Field High School. I get to go and de stress at the practice field waiting on them to go home..it's really good to sit and watch all these boys get into something they really love...October...as we speak..it's fall break...they have a week off...why?..not sure...but our fridge is running low and the pantry has become bare again...but..Danny is home and safe...(8th grade)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam....started Middle school and he loves it...(my only kid who loves school)....September, he turned 12 (09-21) and is awaiting to be ordained by non other than gpa Harris to become an Aaronic Priesthood holder( I am so blessed to know that I have all these priesthood holders in my little family)....now, he is on fall break..and SAm...sam is my one and only child who can't stand football..his logic: "why does anyone want to hit someone else for a football"..his goal in life...he is into military...anything military..very booksmart..can create something off a small piece of paper...he loves to watch the military channels...he wants to serve his mission and then serve his country...i'm still thinking about that one...to serve a mission..yes...military?..we'll see...(6th grade)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tane....turned 10 in August and is now in WEBELOS, joined the Blackhawks Jr Pee Wee football and loves it! He is their kicker..kick returns...the one who kicks..he loves it...and he is doing great at school, struggling a little bit with reading but he is doing much much better...his team is undefeited thus far....and only 2 more games to go...(4th grade)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon...turned 9 this September and is now in BEAR scouts.he loves it. He is still my one and only child without selective hearing and is still my most compassionate child. he really wanted to be in football this year but with lack of funds, he opted for being a waterboy instead, although, he has not made it to any of the games so far because he hates the heat! he is doing great in school and he got the most outstanding roadrunner at school..(3rd grade)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taniela (Leka)...he is turning 8 next month and celebration will be going on around here..so he thinks...he is really looking forward to going to scout especially with all his best friends (chad, connor, and Jimmy). HE also wanted to be in football; but i couldn't afford it so he is the official WaterBoy of the team and he is awesome at it!!(2nd grade) he loves school and loves to read..anything and anything..it's scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malakai...he made a visit out to see us this past Summer and he is quite small than the rest of the taunima tribes..but he does have the taunima signature ears and the cheesy smile...he is in 1st grade and has moved with his family to Dallas Texas...he is very smart and is very spoiled, but we love him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME.....I have been searching for something to apply what I have learned with these long years of schooling and so...today, I was offered a position with the STATE..it is a new journey and I am very excited and nervous at the same time! it is close to home (no more 26 miles trek one way to work)...I will be responsible in making sure children are safe and in a safe environment and are protected...new adventure..new journey...but I feel its a direction to my dream job...Child Crisis Social Worker...I prayed about it, pondered it...and after 2 interviews, a writing test and long waiting...I accepted the position today! so...here is the up to date news so far in the Taunima household..my new journey starts 11-1-2010...no weekends, no holidays..I am also looking forward to continuing my education starting December...until next time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-880092805783329661?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/880092805783329661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=880092805783329661' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/880092805783329661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/880092805783329661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-journey.html' title='a new journey'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TLTk2GH9ILI/AAAAAAAAA2g/N2ghWC_LHJ0/s72-c/new+journey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-4756819069059094609</id><published>2010-09-15T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T16:14:13.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tranquility...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TJFRQQp8upI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/NRi62rpmNGk/s1600/tranquility.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 126px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TJFRQQp8upI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/NRi62rpmNGk/s200/tranquility.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517280358296238738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been awhile since i've journaled/blogged....you would think that now i have graduated and have put school on the shelf for a few months that i would have all the time in the world...i do...right around 930pmish i am tweedling my thumbs...what to do...i used to wash our bed linens two to three times a month or when i remember to do them...now it's twice a week...we are talking tranquility at its peak around here.....RIGHT!!!....are you kidding me...I so want to be in the middle of this cherry blossom garden and just dream my life away....dream away my teenage kids....just take me to my happy place......but then...i have to be back because i have to sign off reading logs for leka, simon, and tane...oh..and I've made a promise that i would work on their individual scouts....my sweet spirited daughter keeps reminding me that 'this too shall pass'....i really don't know how i am going to survive these teenage years...REALLY....can't they just turn 11years old and then automatically jump to 19?....is that possible?...I was very tempted to sent an email addressed to the grave but then someone reminded me that things like that just don't work......tranquility....peace....i am in search of.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-4756819069059094609?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/4756819069059094609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=4756819069059094609' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/4756819069059094609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/4756819069059094609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/09/tranquility.html' title='tranquility...'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TJFRQQp8upI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/NRi62rpmNGk/s72-c/tranquility.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-1384783180009842473</id><published>2010-08-05T11:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T11:19:21.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>again?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TFr9LeUPqrI/AAAAAAAAA2I/v-jN1jEsIb4/s1600/dannyandme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TFr9LeUPqrI/AAAAAAAAA2I/v-jN1jEsIb4/s200/dannyandme.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501988268344847026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that same feeling i had while Tane experienced heat exhaustion during football camp..well..i had that same feeling last night..got to practice to pick my boys and i found tane with his team and he seemed fine..running catching the ball and hydrating..i searched for danny and saw his team but he wasn't with his team..he was on his knees with both his hands on his helmet...i made my way over and his coach had said that before practice danny was complaining of headaches so they gave him motrin and he is still complaining, as i approached my son that same gasping for air feeling i felt again and i immediately had the team nurse come to check him out, luckily one of the coach's wife is an RN was there and she was able to keep danny responsive and soaked him with ice water but he wasn't answering any questions..he had that glazed looked and the confused look in his face....the ambulance was called and we made the track to Banner Gateway..on the way to the ER the paramedic guy that was with him in back asked me that my son wants to know where is his dad, so I gave the medic guy a look of confusion and I just cried..we got to the hospital and iv's were started blood draw taken CT scan was done and yet danny was still complaining his head was killing him...he was not only dehydrated he had not eaten all day, spinal tab and 8 hours later, danny was diagnosed with viral meningitis...he was given pain meds and a prescription to be drinking plenty of water and rest...in the midst of the dr explaining what he needs to do for full recovery..danny interrupted and said that he could start practicing today...his two coaches and came and gave danny a blessing at the hospital and as they were about to leave danny asked one of his coach to please stay with him...he was there by danny's side until 3 this morning...i then firmly expressed my opinion out loud that I guess football is out of the question now...danny shot me a look....like..yeah right..."i'll be ready for practice by friday"...i love you my danny boy...please listen to your mom..she really does know some things...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-1384783180009842473?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/1384783180009842473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=1384783180009842473' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/1384783180009842473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/1384783180009842473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/08/again.html' title='again?!'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TFr9LeUPqrI/AAAAAAAAA2I/v-jN1jEsIb4/s72-c/dannyandme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-3647641031689100498</id><published>2010-07-28T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T07:51:33.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back to school</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TFBC9lxsQwI/AAAAAAAAA2A/spZQaZdU-vw/s1600/backtoschool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 176px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TFBC9lxsQwI/AAAAAAAAA2A/spZQaZdU-vw/s200/backtoschool.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498968770899362562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she couldn't sleep last night...she woke up early...i dropped her off..i sat there watching her walk..she gave me a kiss.  i shed a few tears..watched her walk away..she turned around a few times and waved..i blew her kisses...i remembered dropping her off for kindergarden many years ago...i shed a few more tears..she turned around a few more times and said to go...i said i'll see you later..she waved again...my baby girl...she's a senior!!!..yikes...i love you my sweet spirited girl!!! came home and the boys who were awake shouted..yes..she's at school...they really do love their sister!...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-3647641031689100498?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/3647641031689100498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=3647641031689100498' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/3647641031689100498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/3647641031689100498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/07/back-to-school.html' title='back to school'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TFBC9lxsQwI/AAAAAAAAA2A/spZQaZdU-vw/s72-c/backtoschool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-6815078137899612326</id><published>2010-07-26T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T23:05:00.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cried to sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TE51pLAvBRI/AAAAAAAAA14/8zY4hKUlfxU/s1600/ipodtouch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 119px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TE51pLAvBRI/AAAAAAAAA14/8zY4hKUlfxU/s200/ipodtouch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498461545256912146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she worked hard for it...saved up every last babysitting money she earned and bought herself an ipod touch this past christmas...now its gone...tore the house down no where to be found..i've never seen her cry so hard..like she did when dad passed away and now the same sad face..the same sad tears...she cried herself to sleep...i promised her i would buy her a new one when i can afford one....she said it wouldn't be the same...she had pictures of us in it..specific songs dedicated to dad...now gone...some may think its just material..and thats what i said..but she came back and said that she earned every last penny of that...it was her friend at school..it got her through lunch time because she really doesn't have as many friends at school...it was her escape when the boys would get on her nerves when i'm not home..she was attached to that thing...she gave me attitude one time before school got out and i took it away for a week...she was moping and doing everything under the sun to earn it back...my poor lani...i'm so sorry!!! i love you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-6815078137899612326?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/6815078137899612326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=6815078137899612326' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/6815078137899612326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/6815078137899612326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/07/cried-to-sleep.html' title='cried to sleep'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TE51pLAvBRI/AAAAAAAAA14/8zY4hKUlfxU/s72-c/ipodtouch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-2638606577782994377</id><published>2010-07-19T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T22:28:00.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>she's a senior</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TEUycMwmEcI/AAAAAAAAA1w/553rT30YQ_I/s1600/finau%27s+pics+258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TEUycMwmEcI/AAAAAAAAA1w/553rT30YQ_I/s200/finau%27s+pics+258.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495854380318331330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Iwalani L Taunima-preschool grad-1997)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...it's official..we picked up her schedules, paid her dues and now she's ready to rule the campus of Queen Creek High as a SENIOR(wow- 12th grade)....i know it's probably not a big deal to some but...i have been a little emotional the last couple of weeks watching my baby girl blossom to young woman..I took her last week to get her senior picture for the yearbook and i cried watching her putting on that cap and gown...when did all this happen?...how did she grow so fast...i used to hear her complain about school this and it's so early and blah blah...this year...she's been excited to say she's a senior...now...tomorrow we are to go and get her driving test for her license...mannnn...i feel so old..(not really but she's been reminding me)..enjoy your last year of high school..create many memories...I love you and so proud of you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-2638606577782994377?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/2638606577782994377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=2638606577782994377' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/2638606577782994377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/2638606577782994377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/07/shes-senior.html' title='she&apos;s a senior'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TEUycMwmEcI/AAAAAAAAA1w/553rT30YQ_I/s72-c/finau%27s+pics+258.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-7426855976020714266</id><published>2010-07-06T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T19:56:18.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>old and new...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TDPrjG9mCcI/AAAAAAAAA1o/rsRP3ooNHtU/s1600/Random+Stuff+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TDPqnl9TrsI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/Avh5ZBWjGAQ/s200/graduation+weekend+014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490990336619818690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TDPqTQDo6KI/AAAAAAAAA1I/3ARDTnWhEBQ/s1600/finau%27s+pics+258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TDPqTQDo6KI/AAAAAAAAA1I/3ARDTnWhEBQ/s200/finau%27s+pics+258.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490989987143411874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TDPqIOeihGI/AAAAAAAAA1A/3ZNynlHPfgk/s1600/back+in+the+dayzzzz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 139px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TDPqIOeihGI/AAAAAAAAA1A/3ZNynlHPfgk/s200/back+in+the+dayzzzz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490989797740807266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TDPp8KzitjI/AAAAAAAAA04/fyMCUw7Fd1o/s1600/graduation+weekend+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TDPp8KzitjI/AAAAAAAAA04/fyMCUw7Fd1o/s200/graduation+weekend+014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490989590596728370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sue gave me a camera for my graduation gift because i could never afford one and I haven't really sat down long enough to know how to use the dang thing...however...a certain fruit of my loins (the girl and the youngest of the tribe) figured it out and have been taking pictures like crazy..so I was scanning through pictures in my computer and came across old photos of when ms lani was much much younger along with her 1year photo with grandpa and a photo of her and my nephew when they graduated preschool to go into kindergarden...now..she's about to take her journey as a senior in high school and i'm going through denials that she's actually getting a little older..perhaps even wiser than I am....i'm sure i'll find some random pictures going through our files but i'm glad to have a camera to keep those funny memories yet to come....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-7426855976020714266?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/7426855976020714266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=7426855976020714266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/7426855976020714266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/7426855976020714266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/07/old-and-new.html' title='old and new...'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TDPrjG9mCcI/AAAAAAAAA1o/rsRP3ooNHtU/s72-c/Random+Stuff+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-8807744937343956234</id><published>2010-07-04T19:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T20:24:20.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TDFJ8RNp2kI/AAAAAAAAA0w/DtEvGpvdPTk/s1600/4thjuly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 118px; height: 103px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TDFJ8RNp2kI/AAAAAAAAA0w/DtEvGpvdPTk/s200/4thjuly.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490250720502995522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's 1 day of the year that I really love and its tradition..it's not Christmas(christmas is on another level-it's the birth of our Savior), not birthdays (those a extra special)...but this day..4th of July...as a minority who were given opportunities to seek a better life here in America, we moved here straight from Tonga....we were suppose to be here sooner but with all the legal paperwork and legal documents that needed to filed...we didn't arrive here in the US until February of 1981 and we started school right away..learning english wasn't that bad since english was our second language and it was taught in elementary school in Tonga...it was learning all the new customs and traditions that fascinated me and the first time we learned of the 4th of July was that same year and I remember everyone in our neighborhood in gilbert was all ready for this particular day with BBQ's and going to watch the parades and getting ready for the fireworks...I thought it was so awesome...it wasn't until i got a little older that I really paid attention to the songs that were sung and the stories behind this particular that I truly appreciated it because this day signifies all that was offered for my family and I to be here and I am honored and truly grateful!  Now with children, we look forward to this day..we don't do anything special..we don't go anywhere...we look forward to the fireworks...every year on this day..it's potato salad, grilled chicken and or pork chops, mac-n-cheese, and veggies...it's the same every year..however..this year...i made red white and blue cake and it was a hit...we are all stuffed and ready to head off to watch the fireworks from fry's parking lot!!(it's free)  HAPPY 4TH, EVERYONE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-8807744937343956234?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/8807744937343956234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=8807744937343956234' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/8807744937343956234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/8807744937343956234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-4th.html' title='Happy 4th!!!'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TDFJ8RNp2kI/AAAAAAAAA0w/DtEvGpvdPTk/s72-c/4thjuly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-1134892436122682685</id><published>2010-06-30T08:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T09:11:42.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i was scared...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TCtmsryqMoI/AAAAAAAAA0o/w--L0LO8Ir0/s1600/heat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 74px; height: 92px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TCtmsryqMoI/AAAAAAAAA0o/w--L0LO8Ir0/s200/heat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488593488736563842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heat exhaustion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TCtlx6CgGuI/AAAAAAAAA0g/S3cIxSHGW5o/s1600/565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TCtlx6CgGuI/AAAAAAAAA0g/S3cIxSHGW5o/s200/565.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488592478948825826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this little one&lt;br /&gt;...it's football training camp...it's arizona's peak of them 100 degrees...its the only sport my children talk of and truly loves....tane has been diagnosed with emotional distress for 4 years now and this particular distress has interfered with his education and so with necessary involvement of his primary doctor and psychologist and social workers and with the school district, they've finally figured out that he needs the extra help with school and that tane needs some sport activity so that he may channel his frustrations into it.  this year, with scholarships with this new league in the community, i finally allowed someone else other danny to join football (now i'm rethinking the idea).  so, this week starts the training camp for this football league and tane was grinning from ear to ear all weekend long knowing that monday was his first day with football.  monday's training was good, i was home and i was on top of nagging with the water intake....the smile he had on the field was priceless..he jumped right in as if he had been in football for awhile.  we got home and i asked how he liked it and he smiled and told me that he loves it.  tuesday (yesterday)i was gone half the afternoon for dentist appointment and some other errand got home in time to take danny and tane for their camp...everything went well until the end of the practice...tane came to me started itching and i didn't think anything of it so i gave him his iced water and we were getting ready to leave...just at that time danny and him needed to be fitted for their jersey...thats when tane's color changed and begged me to take it off..i've seen many changes with other people experienced many life chaning events with other people and with my own siblings and husband...never have i felt the same breath as my own child when he felt he couldn't breathe i also felt i couldn't breathe...i got him to sit and put some ice water on his head behind his neck and he seemed okay..he got up again and than as he told "mom, i just fell asleep, it was dark"...by the time i got him he was already on the floor and all i could hear was the 'thud' sound when he hit the cement...never have i experienced this with danny for the past 3 years of him in football...never have i watched my own child be so lifeless...i was scared...in the heat of the moment my first reaction was..."Heavenly Father...really?"....and then as one the coach carried him to a table nearby, luckily the team medic guy was there and he responded fast and had the coaches strip tane's shirt off put some ice on top of him and was able to cool him off..however..tane didn't seem to recognize the date, or where he was or his birthday..he opened his eyes but was not looking anywhere..i called him..called his name..and i told him i love him and he'll be okay...the ambulance and fire got there...we went to the hospital...blood test, ct scan and loads of hydration through iv and now we are home...he told me at the hospital..that when he woke up all he heard was my voice..me..calling his name...i was scared...one of the coaches is LDS and he drove up to the ER with another member and gave tane a blessing....tane told me after that he felt warm inside when coach bill gave him the blessing...I am grateful for priesthood blessings..i am truly grateful for my wonderful friend (Sue) because no matter what time of night i call, she is always there ready and willing...I am grateful for the many wonderful coaches and the team mom for being at the hospital and making sure my kids were fed and waited patiently in the waiting room...I am truly blessed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-1134892436122682685?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TCtmsryqMoI/AAAAAAAAA0o/w--L0LO8Ir0/s72-c/heat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-934654087951254972</id><published>2010-06-27T17:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T18:03:42.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Child Life Crisis...here I come</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TCftxjVqWQI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/0MwnpCOlVy4/s1600/lekaspoem"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TCftxjVqWQI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/0MwnpCOlVy4/s200/lekaspoem" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487616106529708290" 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/&gt;..many nights of coming home mentally exhausted..physically tired....the kids want and needs their time with me...i finally sit down to do homework into the wee hours of the night/morning and i keep wondering if it will ever happen..is it really worth it....those sleepless nights..mentally exhausted..physically tired...all gone while sitting on that field listening to the Doctors of education declaring us graduates with the State of Arizona as a graduate of 2010 with my Bachelor of Science in Psychology.  It wasn't until than that I realized...I did it...and I did..with perseverence and hard work and time taken from kids' momentous moments...in between loosing loved ones...between tough times...and the many help of my wonderful friends in the Vineyard Ward....my very closest best friend (Julie W.) of 20 years came down from Colorado to celebrate with me and I am so grateful...we grew up together in Gilbert lived next door to each other...and lost contact until 2007 where we ran into each other again at the same ward in the same town...what are the chances...  Condoleeza Rice spoke and then President George Bush's son and then we waited while the graduating doctorates received their doctor sashes....I wondered what it would be like if that was my name pronounced as a doctor...the possibilities are endless...because of what my children and my nieces and nephews have gone through...I feel in my heart that my calling in this life would be to be a source to those children in the communities who have gone through life changing events...and so..my quest began yesterday...I will be taking a break or as my sweet spirited Lani tells me.."now, you can be a mom"...for awhile...I will be starting back up with my Master's program in December and I'm hoping it will work around my kids schedules and their own education as they are my utmost priority...I want to THANK YOU...all to my family, my kids..and especially my many friends for all your support and positive words of encouragements...I so needed it! Love to you all!!! ps..A GREAT BIG THANK YOU to my friend Sue for being a sweet spirit and driving my mom and my auntie who came down from San Francisco with my flower leis that she hand made...thank for being a great example!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-934654087951254972?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/934654087951254972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=934654087951254972' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/934654087951254972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/934654087951254972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/06/child-life-crisishere-i-come.html' title='Child Life Crisis...here I come'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TCftxjVqWQI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/0MwnpCOlVy4/s72-c/lekaspoem' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-6405287123758264772</id><published>2010-06-21T20:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T20:42:28.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boy scout camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TCAwLIrMeOI/AAAAAAAAAzY/MvNaH0MHTxs/s1600/683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TCAwLIrMeOI/AAAAAAAAAzY/MvNaH0MHTxs/s200/683.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485437314002614498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; he is off to Camp Raymond this year...he is a Senior Patrol Leader this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TCAwB8IGhGI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/mhsWMZqYO_c/s1600/camp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 123px; height: 98px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TCAwB8IGhGI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/mhsWMZqYO_c/s200/camp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485437156015375458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He left this morning and i'm missing him badly....we had such a hard time yesterday especially him and i don't think i've seen Danny shed so much tears like he did yesterday....I packed his duffel bag and repacked his bag and I couldn't help but be sad...i seriously need to let go my separation issues....I miss him!!! but he will be here soon enough! I hope you have a good time up there, son! I love you and I am so proud of you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-6405287123758264772?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/6405287123758264772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=6405287123758264772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/6405287123758264772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/6405287123758264772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/06/boy-scout-camp.html' title='boy scout camp'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TCAwLIrMeOI/AAAAAAAAAzY/MvNaH0MHTxs/s72-c/683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-4100660751967009887</id><published>2010-06-20T00:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T00:40:16.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy father's day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TB3CBhMYNdI/AAAAAAAAAzI/F_Si4NTuY3Q/s1600/nela,nau,seki..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 119px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TB3CBhMYNdI/AAAAAAAAAzI/F_Si4NTuY3Q/s200/nela,nau,seki..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484753252553078226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is where we will be later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TB3A9oLDWrI/AAAAAAAAAzA/2fg96ThELVY/s1600/jc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 92px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TB3A9oLDWrI/AAAAAAAAAzA/2fg96ThELVY/s200/jc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484752086195460786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a new perspective...a celebration of our Heavenly FATHER and HIS Atoning Sacrafice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TB3Ae9BMRuI/AAAAAAAAAy4/LfZllbs7vaI/s1600/5259_MESAAZ_st.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TB3Ae9BMRuI/AAAAAAAAAy4/LfZllbs7vaI/s200/5259_MESAAZ_st.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484751559215302370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We feel HIS spirit here....when we are there..we feel HIS love....comfort...peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's another year...right around May my kids are reminded of the following month and its celebration of all the FATHERS out there.  A reminder of someone who was such a huge factor in their lives...someone they only got to know for a very short time here on earth...but it was a price we all knew....the separation hurts...a constant deep ache the kind that makes one unable to breathe, unable to swallow unable to think...in Primary they have been learning a Father song to be sung during Sacrament..my boys all declared they don't have a dad to sing to....with a few tears shed...I explained that this year would have to be different...this year they need to sing to their HEAVENLY FATHER...to let HIM know of their pure love....and for HIS unconditional love...this year..is going to be a new year..a year of rememberance but to ENJOY THE JOURNEY...the boys looked at me confused...unsure of what I was trying to say...but they know that there are so many wonderful Priesthood in our WARD that has stepped in and filled that void and everyone has stepped in without questions without anything in return and that is what I was telling my boys..this year..they will remember their dad...but they will celebrate the FATHERs who stepped in and helped them these last 5 years....I am so grateful for our LOVING HEAVENLY FATHER, HIS son JEsus Christ for the EXAMPLES he shows...I am grateful for HIS church and his words of wisdom in our sriptures.  I am grateful for our President Thomas S MOnson for his leadership and his counselors...I am grateful for my Bishop, Bishop Nevitt for his guidance and his unconditional love to me and my little family! I am grateful to his counselors and the many men in our ward for ALWAYS being there willing to help in any way!  I am grateful for my dad and his guidance and his love!  I am grateful for my children and especially these young priesthood that will someday be FATHERS and be a great example.  May this day be a day of new perspectives...and many more to come...HAPPY FATHER'S DAY to all!!! WE LOVE YOU!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-4100660751967009887?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/4100660751967009887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=4100660751967009887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/4100660751967009887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/4100660751967009887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='happy father&apos;s day!!'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TB3CBhMYNdI/AAAAAAAAAzI/F_Si4NTuY3Q/s72-c/nela,nau,seki..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-2423482810941814377</id><published>2010-06-13T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T19:31:39.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YW Girls Camp 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TBWTTP84qwI/AAAAAAAAAyw/wSv4T7_sIZo/s1600/645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TBWTTP84qwI/AAAAAAAAAyw/wSv4T7_sIZo/s200/645.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482450080302148354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's that time of year again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TBWTJLVuC_I/AAAAAAAAAyo/8K3qOMCxxv0/s1600/girls+camp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 78px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TBWTJLVuC_I/AAAAAAAAAyo/8K3qOMCxxv0/s200/girls+camp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482449907265440754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's her last year in young women camp :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TBWTA3c44TI/AAAAAAAAAyg/0JbRa3Mf1Sc/s1600/gchair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 103px; height: 138px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TBWTA3c44TI/AAAAAAAAAyg/0JbRa3Mf1Sc/s200/gchair.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482449764487848242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she leaves 0400 tomorrow morning...&lt;sniffsniff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TBWS4xO3qNI/AAAAAAAAAyY/sYRxRLo7gRQ/s1600/gcfire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 92px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TBWS4xO3qNI/AAAAAAAAAyY/sYRxRLo7gRQ/s200/gcfire.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482449625379481810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every year she leaves me for a short period of time and it's like she is gone for ages....I used to pack her camp back every year..this year she did it on her own..(wiping tears)...she'll be hiking tomorrow to her destination..sleeping out in the wild...than she looks forward to reuniting with her ward young women group and leaders....she is excited for that..she is a second year ycl this year...I'm sad...the boys are excited...but i know deep down they will miss her as I do!!! have fun my sweet girl..i'll see you friday! be safe, be humble and pray always!!! I love you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-2423482810941814377?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/2423482810941814377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=2423482810941814377' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/2423482810941814377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/2423482810941814377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/06/yw-girls-camp-2010.html' title='YW Girls Camp 2010'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/TBWTTP84qwI/AAAAAAAAAyw/wSv4T7_sIZo/s72-c/645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-8962104270338965817</id><published>2010-05-27T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T10:07:23.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Class of 2010, Mesa High...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S_6lzkxAtfI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/3RontaTe52I/s1600/24970_104352652931844_100000713305045_94871_7233093_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S_6lzkxAtfI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/3RontaTe52I/s200/24970_104352652931844_100000713305045_94871_7233093_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475996502390257138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (dianna and lani-i just don't have of her byherself)&lt;br /&gt;.today, my niece dianna marie graduates from Mesa High School....so proud of her and all she has endured and accomplished! I know your mama is there with you today my sweet niece! we love you so much! I've been trying not to get emotional today but the memories of your mom and how much she loves you all, it aches my heart! this is just the beginning of the rest of your life....stay focus and humble and you will go far! I love you nana!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-8962104270338965817?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/8962104270338965817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=8962104270338965817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/8962104270338965817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/8962104270338965817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/05/class-of-2010-mesa-high.html' title='Class of 2010, Mesa High...'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S_6lzkxAtfI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/3RontaTe52I/s72-c/24970_104352652931844_100000713305045_94871_7233093_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-155219871329976136</id><published>2010-05-23T15:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T16:07:49.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gila Valley Temple Dedication</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S_mx4ohQFWI/AAAAAAAAAyI/1Hzy0ugiQkY/s1600/gila_valley_lds_mormon_temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S_mx4ohQFWI/AAAAAAAAAyI/1Hzy0ugiQkY/s200/gila_valley_lds_mormon_temple.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474602408553223522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids-minus Leka- and I attended the 0900 session at the Stake Center, we arrived 25 mins early (well early for us)and before we went in, I asked my kids to listen carefully and tell me afterwards of what they experienced throughout the dedication.  We said a short prayer for reverence and peace and we made it in.  Right when President Monson made his way in, I could hear the excitement my 2 younger boys (Tane and Simon) made as they elbowed me to look "it's the PROPHET" they both said.  Sam looked up and Smiled as did Lani and Danny.  From that moment on I knew the sweet special spirit was there and its a wonder, HE is our Prophet!  As we waited to in line with the rest of the cars to leave, I asked the kids what they thought and what they heard, Sam said he felt peaceful and kind of excited knowing that the Temple is somewhere he would want to go..Lani and Danny pretty much had the same feeling. Simon said he felt really warm and he loved looking at President Monson.  They (Danny, Lani, Sam, Simon, and Tane) all said that President Monson is just like any of us the way he was joking to everyone. "He is real".  What got to me most was Tane's comment, he said that he remembers being in the Temple when we were SEALED and he remembers the same warm feeling but what he felt was that when President Monson was offering the dedication, he (tane) felt that he was inside the TEMPLE and he didn't want to leave!  This is one of those momentous moments that I will never forget and I am so happy I shared this experience with my children (well..minus 1-he is not 8 yet).  Of course by the time we got to the light on Ocotillo and Ironwood, the bickering and the argument started and there went the spirit...we finally got home and as we pulled up the driveway, I demanded everyone to take a long nap and I will think about making dinner! LOL (it's 4pm and I'm still thinking ;-)...I am hearing comments of dying with hunger and this is child abuse making them sleep when its daylight! (teeheeee)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-155219871329976136?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/155219871329976136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=155219871329976136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/155219871329976136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/155219871329976136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/05/gila-valley-temple-dedication.html' title='Gila Valley Temple Dedication'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S_mx4ohQFWI/AAAAAAAAAyI/1Hzy0ugiQkY/s72-c/gila_valley_lds_mormon_temple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-5193343012785172416</id><published>2010-05-22T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T00:54:00.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 years already..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S_eJ92mPBMI/AAAAAAAAAyA/h68FRcW4ZJk/s1600/SWORD_STUNNERS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S_eJ92mPBMI/AAAAAAAAAyA/h68FRcW4ZJk/s200/SWORD_STUNNERS.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473995567813035202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 22, five years ago..this wonderful person took his last breath here on earth as my kids and I watched...I held on to him as he left finally I whispered my love to him hugged him for a long time and then he was taken from our home to the morgue...you would think it would get a little easier...it has somehow but haven't really...it's hard to explain...I got home from work late to pick up danny for his dogsitting job and he was nowhere to be found....an hour of driving around looking for him, finally found him at the park sitting in the dark..he said he remembered...he was thinking of dad...how can we forget the events leading up to this day..here it is 5 years later and the memories still so very clear...the pain at the very deep our hearts...still very clear...May and June are definitely not good months in our household and we wish that we can just pass it up......right now my kids are asleep with planned visiting to the cemetary tomorrow...i'm sitting here thinking remembering his voice...remembering the names he called one by one while in that crossing over stage as if he was introducing us to the others on the other side (at least thats my perception)....Oh how I miss him....I miss his touch..I miss his voice...I miss the late night conversations...I miss him!! Forever in my heart, my love! I love you!!! I can't wait to see  you again! I haven't seen you in my dreams lately, I wonder why.  You visit Nani and Danny in their dreams and they tell me.  I ask how you look and they tell me you looked happy dressed in your white suit.  I'm doing the best I can taking care of them, its hard...they are growing so fast...continue to watch over us...continue to visit us in our dreams..we need it!We love you very much! We miss you so much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-5193343012785172416?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/5193343012785172416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=5193343012785172416' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/5193343012785172416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/5193343012785172416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/05/5-years-already.html' title='5 years already..'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S_eJ92mPBMI/AAAAAAAAAyA/h68FRcW4ZJk/s72-c/SWORD_STUNNERS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-842732059330281653</id><published>2010-05-22T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T00:36:27.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>05-21-2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S_eIsP_yLrI/AAAAAAAAAx4/n3DJnZErWl8/s1600/summer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S_eIsP_yLrI/AAAAAAAAAx4/n3DJnZErWl8/s200/summer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473994165881810610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe this school has come and gone...where does time go? i'm only reminded that my children are getting older..lately i'm hearing discussions of colleges to attend and high schools...my sam will be in middle school this fall...lani will be a senior..danny 8th grader and my baby in second grade...i'm excited that they are growing but very sad that they are growing...my babies...oh how I love each of them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-842732059330281653?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/842732059330281653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=842732059330281653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/842732059330281653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/842732059330281653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/05/05-21-2010.html' title='05-21-2010'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S_eIsP_yLrI/AAAAAAAAAx4/n3DJnZErWl8/s72-c/summer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-5134465807719658466</id><published>2010-05-19T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T17:44:39.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New York?</title><content type='html'>Had the day off today due to testing and my first grader's award ceremony.  After so, i came home and went straight to bed....so needed it!!! I was awaken to laughter and much commotion however, it seemed there more than my usual tribe...i slowly went down the stairs all the while listening to conversations that went..i passed Sam with his friend brian on the stairs talking about what happened at school earlier (it was fun water day) and they carried on laughing, I listened to Simon and Tane talking about something that had to do with who touched what first and who got what but then a conversation was heard with my bubba and a girl voice and chad..i listened in and turns out the girl was Kylie...i don't know how the conversation started but it was like this:&lt;br /&gt; Kylie: i wonder how far New York is?&lt;br /&gt; Chad: i think its like 2 miles away, far away.&lt;br /&gt; Leka: no, chad..it's like 300 miles far away&lt;br /&gt; Kylie: no its not its like close to where we go to this store and i..&lt;br /&gt; Leka: (laughs)oh my gosh...do you know where New York is? it is far it is like a whole different country..i think theres people lots of people there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk down and the 3 of them are engaged in this discussion on the last 3 steps all the while holding very serious faces....they are so cute....long lifetime memories with these friends...by the time i got down, of course leka was like: mom, can i call jimmie and connor and can I get Leah to come over and play?....Leka has many friends and I love the fact that they share the same gospel and in the same primary and go to the same school!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-5134465807719658466?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/5134465807719658466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=5134465807719658466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/5134465807719658466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/5134465807719658466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-york.html' title='New York?'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-2933537933388281548</id><published>2010-05-09T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T14:47:37.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mom, we love you, everyday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S-croJkf5rI/AAAAAAAAAxw/r8a4gNUUJWY/s1600/mothersday4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 113px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S-croJkf5rI/AAAAAAAAAxw/r8a4gNUUJWY/s200/mothersday4.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469388241228523186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lani surpised me, I mean really surprised me, this morning on the way to sacrament by making the boys wear pinned picture of my youthful years to church meeting today, I choked up and got emotional because that is the best gift ever!!! and it didn't cost anything (other than my early 80's style haircuts and big goofy erkle glasses) but it was the thought and for them to wear it around and be so proud, I am super blessed!  I wouldn't change this for anything in the world!! I am so proud to be their mom and I am so glad they chose me to their mom here on earth! Me and lani got up super early and made breakfast for grandma and she was emotional and so breakfast was shared with tears of remembering my sister.  We are heading out to the cemetary to visit her grave and to the Temple grounds for peace and comfort! To my wonderful friends and sisters, may you be treated like Queens today! I love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-2933537933388281548?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/2933537933388281548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=2933537933388281548' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/2933537933388281548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/2933537933388281548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/05/mom-we-love-you-everyday.html' title='mom, we love you, everyday!'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S-croJkf5rI/AAAAAAAAAxw/r8a4gNUUJWY/s72-c/mothersday4.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-4205178950991194593</id><published>2010-05-03T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T22:25:54.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S9-uNfc699I/AAAAAAAAAxg/pjrN5CicXzU/s1600/28353_120149874678170_100000494755219_238428_646747_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S9-uNfc699I/AAAAAAAAAxg/pjrN5CicXzU/s200/28353_120149874678170_100000494755219_238428_646747_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467280019455408082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S9-uG82MuqI/AAAAAAAAAxY/U80IeUYzNeI/s1600/28353_120149891344835_100000494755219_238430_2759870_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S9-uG82MuqI/AAAAAAAAAxY/U80IeUYzNeI/s200/28353_120149891344835_100000494755219_238430_2759870_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467279907086973602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S9-uAPDtNNI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1wndAPLwW74/s1600/28353_120149868011504_100000494755219_238427_8051494_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S9-uAPDtNNI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1wndAPLwW74/s200/28353_120149868011504_100000494755219_238427_8051494_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467279791716381906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S9-t46tBpDI/AAAAAAAAAxI/zEXX9xXrl6k/s1600/28353_120149858011505_100000494755219_238426_3722431_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S9-t46tBpDI/AAAAAAAAAxI/zEXX9xXrl6k/s200/28353_120149858011505_100000494755219_238426_3722431_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467279665993458738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S9-tyCR8cwI/AAAAAAAAAxA/xlbLxYZfIYs/s1600/28353_119999358026555_100000494755219_237777_1868936_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S9-tyCR8cwI/AAAAAAAAAxA/xlbLxYZfIYs/s200/28353_119999358026555_100000494755219_237777_1868936_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467279547768271618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every year the first sunday in may is a tongan traditional white sunday for my nieces who are methodist where the kids are taught somewhat of bible stories and they wear white with the traditional taovala (the wrap around their waist) and every year we attend to support my sister's children.  Yesterday we went and it looks like the only picture taken during the program was the one with Ema and Seini..the rest of my kids (Lani, Danny, and Sam-with steve erkel glasses- and my niece Keleni and Dianna)...the kids had fun hanging out with their cousins but it was a very loong day for them being that our meeting time was 8am...they (my tribe) were cranky, tired, and hungry by the time the whole program ended..it was a 4 hour deal...crazy....so we broke the sabbath and ate at the buffet...we finally got home around 7p all tired and sleepy....everyone was asleep before 8p...it was wonderful!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-4205178950991194593?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/4205178950991194593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=4205178950991194593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/4205178950991194593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/4205178950991194593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/05/family.html' title='family'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S9-uNfc699I/AAAAAAAAAxg/pjrN5CicXzU/s72-c/28353_120149874678170_100000494755219_238428_646747_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-8757463720501212467</id><published>2010-04-29T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T20:45:52.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>smile?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S9pROhA4I6I/AAAAAAAAAw4/AqigSvETVzQ/s1600/bub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 122px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S9pROhA4I6I/AAAAAAAAAw4/AqigSvETVzQ/s200/bub.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465770407589585826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school pictures have become too expensive and so i've learned to just buy 1 photo of each child a school year...this above child comes to me with eagerness that he needed to show me what I WOULD BE BUYING for his spring pictures...wallah he goes...ms Lani looked and busted out lauhging, so I praised his good looking and his matching outfit and then I asked why he made that face(look to the photo on the right)...he said.."well, the man said to smile and i did and then he said to show some teeth and i did"...gotta love him..if only he listens like that at home with picking up his clothes or his socks...i love my bubbah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-8757463720501212467?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/8757463720501212467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=8757463720501212467' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/8757463720501212467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/8757463720501212467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/04/smile.html' title='smile?'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S9pROhA4I6I/AAAAAAAAAw4/AqigSvETVzQ/s72-c/bub.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-3474968539562350721</id><published>2010-04-23T23:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T23:19:47.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>priesthood camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S9KMiwWiQEI/AAAAAAAAAwY/MOLSN3Gmcqs/s1600/priesthood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 94px; height: 118px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S9KMiwWiQEI/AAAAAAAAAwY/MOLSN3Gmcqs/s200/priesthood.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463583826676695106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S9KMYmrzTsI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/U0BtpULcsVw/s1600/melchizedek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 86px; height: 104px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S9KMYmrzTsI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/U0BtpULcsVw/s200/melchizedek.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463583652282846914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with excitement and glee...(well 4 of 5 boys) the taunima boys is off to the commemoration of the priesthood camp (aka..father and son camp)....I am so very grateful to know that I have them in my household...now i'm just missing all of them...i know they are having fun!!! Thank you Bro Roberts for thinking of the boys and Thank you Brother Harris for always taking them every year...I know this year is hard for you and you yet still wanted to take the boys, I truly appreciate it! I have to work tomorrow and can't be here give each one big hugs of happiness seeing them but i will call them...hope you have a wonderful time with the Elders of our ward!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-3474968539562350721?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/3474968539562350721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=3474968539562350721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/3474968539562350721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/3474968539562350721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/04/priesthood-camp.html' title='priesthood camp'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S9KMiwWiQEI/AAAAAAAAAwY/MOLSN3Gmcqs/s72-c/priesthood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-7879083077763914699</id><published>2010-04-10T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T14:34:07.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Banner Ironwood &amp; handprints</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S8DslnpnNOI/AAAAAAAAAwI/HnbGMU8JC0o/s1600/handprint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 94px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S8DslnpnNOI/AAAAAAAAAwI/HnbGMU8JC0o/s200/handprint.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458622879415874786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a Sneak Peak into Banner Ironwood event in prepration for the opening of this hospital in our area and so they wanted kids to leave their hand prints on the wet cement sidewalk as you walk towards the entrance of the hospital....so thats where the taunima tribes were earlier today...the CEO gave a presentation of the Ironwood Tree and how it gives shelter and comfort in this desert heat and so Banner would hope that Banner Ironwood hospital would provide that to the community...after that we made our way out to the free food (can't get better than that)..shredded beef with chips and water/soda and hot dogs..Leka made two trips and was able to waddle down the line in preparation for the handprints...Sam didn't want to participate and explained to me that he'll just show his kids and grandkids that their aunt and uncles handprints were there (he's sucha funny kid)so we waited while Danny, Nani, Tane, Simon and Leka put their handprints on the sidewalk...its neat experience to know that their hand prints are going to be there forever and i hope they'll remember as something they did while they were young....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-7879083077763914699?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/7879083077763914699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=7879083077763914699' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/7879083077763914699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/7879083077763914699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/04/banner-ironwoon-handprints.html' title='Banner Ironwood &amp; handprints'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S8DslnpnNOI/AAAAAAAAAwI/HnbGMU8JC0o/s72-c/handprint.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-2209949510837578396</id><published>2010-04-07T23:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T23:36:46.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PHX SUNS and Character Counts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S7142yJVibI/AAAAAAAAAwA/GElnw79Li-g/s1600/594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S7142yJVibI/AAAAAAAAAwA/GElnw79Li-g/s200/594.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457651206012111282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S714vggCWxI/AAAAAAAAAv4/-4K1fDYxXOk/s1600/586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S714vggCWxI/AAAAAAAAAv4/-4K1fDYxXOk/s200/586.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457651081016400658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S714kYI9TyI/AAAAAAAAAvw/NwQRps8yXZE/s1600/phx+sun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 184px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S714kYI9TyI/AAAAAAAAAvw/NwQRps8yXZE/s200/phx+sun.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457650889793556258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leka and Simon were chosen along with 20 other kids for CHARACTER COUNTS to go see the PHOENIX SUNS play against San Antonio SPURS...they had fun...Leka said he couldn't concentrate because there were so many people there and he was all the way up and wished I was there to hold him(he's afraid of heights) but he had fun..Lani asked for the score and Simon said Suns were winning but they had to leave early because of school tomorrow...so proud of you two...glad you both had fun!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-2209949510837578396?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/2209949510837578396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=2209949510837578396' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/2209949510837578396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/2209949510837578396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/04/phx-suns-and-character-counts.html' title='PHX SUNS and Character Counts'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S7142yJVibI/AAAAAAAAAwA/GElnw79Li-g/s72-c/594.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-1915317250958225998</id><published>2010-04-06T17:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T17:29:57.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Promptings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S7vNyZsklwI/AAAAAAAAAvo/WXwDTam2iIs/s1600/411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S7vNyZsklwI/AAAAAAAAAvo/WXwDTam2iIs/s200/411.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457181639264474882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my greatest accomplishments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S7vNaTqcySI/AAAAAAAAAvg/f4dMylWWvig/s1600/jesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 92px; height: 120px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S7vNaTqcySI/AAAAAAAAAvg/f4dMylWWvig/s200/jesus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457181225328101666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my Redeemer!!&lt;br /&gt;I've always dreaded emergency phone calls while at work and in the midst of being busy I received one of these calls to where my name was paged twice overhead.  I pick up the phone and before she even said anything, my heart sank, a 30-40 minute drive to and from work on a normal day took me 18 mins to get to the school.  Confusion and anxiety took over and many tears were shed.  I got to school ignored all that were there reached for my son and held him as he sobbed.  Why would you even say that. why would you even do that. how could you even think it. do you know what that would've done to me. to your sister. to your brothers who so look up to you. why. why. i'm going to school for this kind of thing, why couldn't you talk to me. i am here. you can't do that. i've buried your dad. i've buried my only sister. i've buried my only brother. i can't and will not go through that with you. these thoughts ran a thousand miles in my head while i held him and listened to him cry.  he said he just couldn't do it. not anymore. it hurts too much. he needs to hear his voice. he needs to talk to him. he needs him.  the officials were called off and the staff were dismissed and all that remained was me and the Counselor.  we went for a long drive as he cried and screamed. i listened. we got home and then Sister Nevitt was at my door.  see son, HE LIVES! HE knows what you are going through! HE hears you.! HE said it wasn't going to be easy. I love you son!! If I could, I would give my last breath to bring home dad.  We will get through this. I promise.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Sister Nevitt! Thank you for listening! It meant the world to me to see you unexpectedly! THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The feelings you will have, the promptings that will come to you, will powerfully help you to want to do good. Those promptings are a personal message from the Lord to you." (Richard G. Scott)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-1915317250958225998?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/1915317250958225998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=1915317250958225998' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/1915317250958225998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/1915317250958225998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/04/promptings.html' title='Promptings.'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S7vNyZsklwI/AAAAAAAAAvo/WXwDTam2iIs/s72-c/411.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-294599401312421119</id><published>2010-04-04T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T18:00:02.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter 2010 (04-04-2010)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S7k0UTzENDI/AAAAAAAAAvY/yeX0uCtjRog/s1600/EASTER+2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 95px; height: 126px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S7k0UTzENDI/AAAAAAAAAvY/yeX0uCtjRog/s200/EASTER+2010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456449947052553266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From our family to yours...HAPPY EASTER...and may we truly remember its truest meaning and may I remember his sacrafice always....it was a good day..watched morning coference and Simon won the map to the golden egg.  Lani decided to change up our conference game this year being that I didn't prepare for it. We each picked a word from the scriptures either from the Bible or the Book of Mormon and anytime our words were said we would each mark a point and then when the conference was over we would each tally to see who would have the most and that the reward is for egg hunt and a map to the golden egg....so..Mr Simon wanted his word to be the ATONEMENT and his total point was 30 plus because we stopped counting after 30..can you imagine that...the ATONEMENT was said more than any other words and fitting it is for this wonderful day! Good job Simon..Sam came second with his word of Savior it was pretty close.....then we ate and auntie mavis made her famous chocolate cake...it was good day!!Love to All!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-294599401312421119?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/294599401312421119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=294599401312421119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/294599401312421119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/294599401312421119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-2010-04-04-2010.html' title='Easter 2010 (04-04-2010)'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S7k0UTzENDI/AAAAAAAAAvY/yeX0uCtjRog/s72-c/EASTER+2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-6898249050289802992</id><published>2010-03-31T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T19:40:17.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boys and their love flings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S7QGCzntV1I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/V-t_teGA8E4/s1600/588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S7QGCzntV1I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/V-t_teGA8E4/s200/588.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454991693938775890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way home from picking up Lani from school, my only child who doesn't have 'selective hearing' was telling me all about his day at school...&lt;br /&gt;Simon: mom, today i was playing football and my friend pushed me and i fell&lt;br /&gt;me: did you get hurt?&lt;br /&gt;Simon: the principal and the nurse came out with the wheelchair and this girl name antonia came and was like 'oh no my boyfriend is hurt'&lt;br /&gt;me: what? &lt;Lani is just cracking up and i'm all asking serious questions as to why he was hurt and who is this antonia&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon: mom, i don't love her or anything she just called me her boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;Tane: yeah this girl name brooklyn calls me her man..&lt;br /&gt;Me: what? you guys are wayyy too young for that...&lt;br /&gt;Simon: no she likes me i don't like her..&lt;br /&gt;all the while ms queen of hearts (lani) is uncontrollably laughing in the front seat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep...good times....they start young don't they......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-6898249050289802992?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/6898249050289802992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=6898249050289802992' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/6898249050289802992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/6898249050289802992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/03/boys-and-their-love-flings.html' title='boys and their love flings...'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S7QGCzntV1I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/V-t_teGA8E4/s72-c/588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-3650924588119515775</id><published>2010-03-30T22:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T23:04:14.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Pageant 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S7LidA_HUcI/AAAAAAAAAvI/ljUPmW3oSms/s1600/MormonEaster10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 98px; height: 119px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S7LidA_HUcI/AAAAAAAAAvI/ljUPmW3oSms/s200/MormonEaster10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454671086807896514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was our annual family trip to the Easter Pageant and it seems every year I take the kids they have a different view or they express different reactions to what they had just witnessed....when Jesus Christ was crucified and then it got dark with lighting and thunder, Leka asked why didn't Heavenly Father just take Jesus so he wouldn't be like that on the cross and then when the angels were singing he whispered in my ear that he's glad Jesus lives!  It was a little different this year but the messages were and always be that our Redeemer Lives!!! So, with this coming up Friday and no school as we waited in the van for the line of cars to leave I asked the boys what they thought of Friday and what it signifies to which Tane says that why is it named good Friday when it was a sad day........my life as single parent has been an overwhelming ride but I sure am glad that between all the chaos..I am given and have been blessed to show my children and 'try' to teach them of the gospel and of who they are and to have a love and knowledge of our Father in Heaven and the Atoning sacrifice of HIS Begotten son....I'm thankful for our faith and HIS divine and unconditional love! I am grateful for a Prophet here on earth and his visions, I am grateful for HIS teachings and guidance, I am grateful for HIS church here on earth...I am especially grateful for the many trials (boy were they hefty trials) that have been given to me for it truly blessed me to be a better mom and what a blessing it is to have been chosen....I know that my Reedemer Lives!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-3650924588119515775?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/3650924588119515775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=3650924588119515775' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/3650924588119515775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/3650924588119515775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/03/easter-pageant-2010.html' title='Easter Pageant 2010'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S7LidA_HUcI/AAAAAAAAAvI/ljUPmW3oSms/s72-c/MormonEaster10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-4169381448794104731</id><published>2010-03-28T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T22:00:03.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"naturally"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S7AzGnBCNcI/AAAAAAAAAvA/HYkffhgyhm0/s1600/530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S7AzGnBCNcI/AAAAAAAAAvA/HYkffhgyhm0/s200/530.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453915337391224258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam......confessed to me that he has a crush on someone.... and with an older sister who is so kind at all times....except when it comes to her brothers.....started singing the song "...everything comes naturally..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S7Ay8Qo7b3I/AAAAAAAAAu4/W9CEe9fQ6UY/s1600/selena.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 196px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S7Ay8Qo7b3I/AAAAAAAAAu4/W9CEe9fQ6UY/s200/selena.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453915159585845106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...he has a crush on Selena Gomez....awww...his first crush....but sshhhhhh..he said not to blog about it...he doesn't want anyone to know....oh well...one of my priviledges as a mom....i love you sammy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-4169381448794104731?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/4169381448794104731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=4169381448794104731' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/4169381448794104731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/4169381448794104731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/03/naturally.html' title='&quot;naturally&quot;'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S7AzGnBCNcI/AAAAAAAAAvA/HYkffhgyhm0/s72-c/530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-8707215192531161729</id><published>2010-03-24T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T23:46:43.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..i remember</title><content type='html'>I received a sad news this evening and the memories of that knot in your stomach, the sadness beyond belief, the denials, the feelings like your throat is squashed with your heart at the pit of your stomach..all of those memories surfaced this evening upon hearing a sad tragedy amongst one of the most kindest person my little family and I have met!  May you rest in peace Dr Harris and your little family be comforted through this time!  As I'm remembering all of these emotions and feelings from when my beloved husband passed away; I remember someone printed me a talk that President Monson gave in the Ensign in 2001: "Death is one fact that no one can escape or deny. Because life is fragile and death inevitable, we must make the most of each day."  I wished I had read this talk during the time of my greatest depression; and as much as it still hurts, it will be 5 years since he's gone, it's a nice feeling to know that we are sealed for all eternity and that we will meet again.  My thoughts and prayers are with the Harris'!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-8707215192531161729?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/8707215192531161729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=8707215192531161729' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/8707215192531161729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/8707215192531161729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-remember.html' title='..i remember'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-8082067695587187763</id><published>2010-03-20T15:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T15:52:26.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S6VQnxo7tcI/AAAAAAAAAuw/ZyI8wxU-SkU/s1600-h/leka+let.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S6VQnxo7tcI/AAAAAAAAAuw/ZyI8wxU-SkU/s200/leka+let.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450851568271996354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone's been on a little tantrum lately....maybe it's all the 'nothing to do' attitude and having to be told to constanly clean up and....well....I came home from work last night after a rough week's worth of hiatus at work and the last thing i want to do is hear a soon to be 8 year old whine and throw attitudes..so I loudly declared my rights as his parent and declared that he no longer need to throw that kind of attitude....he didn't sleep in our room last night(so I thought) and I woke up to check on him and he was fast asleep at my feet with a note on his pillow...I opened it and saw this (above)...awwww...you see...this is why he is my roomie...writes me little love notes....I love you, my Leka....thank you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-8082067695587187763?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/8082067695587187763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=8082067695587187763' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/8082067695587187763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/8082067695587187763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/03/sorry.html' title='sorry'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S6VQnxo7tcI/AAAAAAAAAuw/ZyI8wxU-SkU/s72-c/leka+let.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-2940850475504702637</id><published>2010-03-18T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T20:29:55.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"mom, whats up with that?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S6LuCFCrwcI/AAAAAAAAAuo/nIVwaU0NJpM/s1600-h/671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S6LuCFCrwcI/AAAAAAAAAuo/nIVwaU0NJpM/s200/671.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450180218552304066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is our family blog/journal and so I hope that my kids will look back and remember the happy times, the sad times, the angry times and the "funnest" times...so the topic of discussion during dinner was of Danny's heroic moment the other night/early morning hours....&lt;br /&gt;Danny:  "mom, whats up with that, are you clowning on me?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: 'no son, I'm just grateful to know that you were there and that you were so brave"&lt;br /&gt;Danny: "really, cause the way you describe it and your laughing about it makes it look like your clowing on me"&lt;br /&gt;Ms Queen of Hearts (Lani):  "seriously, Danny...did you think you were gonna poke the intruders eyes out with the watergun?"&lt;br /&gt;Danny: "at least it was a weapon"&lt;br /&gt;Lani: "ha ha ha...ummmm note to self....don't call Danny, for help"&lt;br /&gt;Sam: "when did this happen?"&lt;br /&gt;Danny: "mom, never mind...don't even put this little incident our blog"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "don't worry about it Danny..I won't"&lt;br /&gt;Lani:  "danny...you are so yesterday...mom already posted it"&lt;br /&gt;Danny: "seriously, mom....whats up with that"...&lt;br /&gt;Leka: "why didn't anyone wake me up?!"&lt;br /&gt;oh...good times!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-2940850475504702637?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/2940850475504702637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=2940850475504702637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/2940850475504702637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/2940850475504702637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/03/mom-whats-up-with-that.html' title='&quot;mom, whats up with that?&quot;'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S6LuCFCrwcI/AAAAAAAAAuo/nIVwaU0NJpM/s72-c/671.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-2301237525868418729</id><published>2010-03-17T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T23:50:27.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>intruder and watergun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S6HLKxrH3MI/AAAAAAAAAug/RvxUqZlD-7I/s1600-h/watergun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 80px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S6HLKxrH3MI/AAAAAAAAAug/RvxUqZlD-7I/s200/watergun.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449860410088348866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was quiet in the taunima household and all was well....well....until 2 in the morning when there was an unexpeted knock at the front door...with hesitation and being awaken to this soft tap on the door..I tiptoed closer to the stairs just so I can make sure the knock was coming from outside....where's a man when you need one...oh I forgot...Danny...I tiptoed to Danny's door and ever so lightly tapped on his door for fear that whomever was knocking wouldn't hear me waking up the man of the house...Danny jumps up and stackered his way out of his room and asks what's going on...I shushed him and whispered there's someone at the door....we both tiptoed down the stairs and Danny reaches for Leka's supersoaker water gun grabs it turns around and held his hand to me advising me to stay behind.....awww what a hero...the knock got louder....of the fury in Danny's eyes as his tiptoes to the door with one hand held tightly around the watergun as he peeks out the window to see who the the unexpected visitor is....it was just my nieces who decided to drive down from Mesa....phew...that was close....and to think Danny was ready to rumble and roll with his watergun super soaker.....yep...just call Danny and he'll be there with his watergun!!!  Love you, danny thanks for being the Aaronic Priesthood holder int the family....we are safe!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-2301237525868418729?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/2301237525868418729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=2301237525868418729' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/2301237525868418729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/2301237525868418729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/03/intruder-and-watergun.html' title='intruder and watergun'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S6HLKxrH3MI/AAAAAAAAAug/RvxUqZlD-7I/s72-c/watergun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-780950866151009359</id><published>2010-03-15T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:08:47.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3D-Movie and a picnic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S56uU0pZi-I/AAAAAAAAAuY/tGOfN6vMyLs/s1600-h/alice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 71px; height: 107px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S56uU0pZi-I/AAAAAAAAAuY/tGOfN6vMyLs/s200/alice.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448984271917779938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the day off for finals and to at least spend one day of the Spring Break with the children....the first on the agenda was to see 'Alice in Wonderland,3-D...it was good....the boys loved the special effects....Ms Lani loved the Queen of Hearts dresses and now declares 'off with your head' to the boys when they don't do as she says.....after the movie Leka wanted a picnic at the park, so I picked up Subway sandwiches, packed chips, water and gatorade and off to the park for our family picnic...after 45 minutes of hearing them argue over who was catching the football and who was playing fair; I declared it's time to come home....soo...we're home and now I've declared that everyone shower and stay in their rooms until dinner time....then my 7year declared...but it's only 230 and its still sun out....so much for family fun time....now to finals....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-780950866151009359?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/780950866151009359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=780950866151009359' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/780950866151009359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/780950866151009359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/03/3d-movie-and-picnic.html' title='3D-Movie and a picnic'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S56uU0pZi-I/AAAAAAAAAuY/tGOfN6vMyLs/s72-c/alice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-4394359558724623176</id><published>2010-03-12T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T23:28:10.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>movie night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S5s8pasqzGI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Xl-90ABRY-Y/s1600-h/wild.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 87px; height: 78px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S5s8pasqzGI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Xl-90ABRY-Y/s200/wild.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448014856473726050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grandma and gramps are in California for awhile...Danny and Sam are at Scout Camporee and I came home from work and the house seemed empty for a moment...but then a happy cheerful 17year shouted hooray and suggested we watch this movie...Leka shouted loudly...yes only because he read the book like 3 times and the tane and simon only read it once....okay I said and we settle in with water bottles and cheetos....i was too lazy to stop at the store for popcorn and other healthy food one chows down while watching a movie......the 3 boys all cuddled with me on my bed and Nani couldn't fit so she took over leka's bed all by herself...the boys laughed and enjoyed the movie but then we all got quiet at the end....I guess as an adult, this movie reminds me of the kid in us..and the many different phases and or personalities we go through in this lifespan....I don't think the boys thought anything different other than it was cool and then leka said it wasn't like the book but it was a good movie night...now the three little piggies are asleep on my bed and Nani is sound asleep in Leka's bed and I'm doing homework..well..first I was on facebook playing games and now I'm blogging and stalking other bloggers and then I'll do my homework..but somewhere between that...I must sleep for I must be at work tomorrow....so...until then..I bid all a goodnight......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-4394359558724623176?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/4394359558724623176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=4394359558724623176' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/4394359558724623176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/4394359558724623176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/03/movie-night.html' title='movie night'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S5s8pasqzGI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Xl-90ABRY-Y/s72-c/wild.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-199751000398005301</id><published>2010-03-11T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T20:37:09.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hoedown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S5nE8wAuMyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/Xl0NrVTqqRw/s1600-h/IMG_2250%5B1%5D.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S5nE8wAuMyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/Xl0NrVTqqRw/s320/IMG_2250%5B1%5D.JPG' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Leka was so excited for this event....he was excited beyond excited...he danced pretty much to every single song except for when him and his band of brothers (chad, jimmy, and connor) went on the hayride...his siblings were not too thrilled to go and were very blah the whole time we were there....finally, the boys were getting hungry but Leka wasn't about to leave.....so...i had to pull the 'bribe' card out and with a promised slurpee and snickers candy bar..off we finally left....it was very cute how he was all excited about dancing...ms Lani and I even got on to the dance floor when the electric slide came on but then we couldn't keep up with all the kids...it was very fun.....&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S5HOXCbKKYI/AAAAAAAAAuA/wqup6neNckk/s200/big+ben.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445360319650736514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Ben!!! Big Ben....my nephew turned 16 today....he is named after grandpa (my dad) and the older he gets the more he looks like his dad!! We love you, Ben...I know your daddy is smiling down at you today and your very special day!! We are so very proud of you and we love you so very much!!! Hope you have a wonderful day!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-6212129027908700843?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/6212129027908700843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=6212129027908700843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/6212129027908700843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/6212129027908700843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-16th-bday-ben.html' title='HAPPY 16TH BDAY, BEN'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S5HOXCbKKYI/AAAAAAAAAuA/wqup6neNckk/s72-c/big+ben.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-3464205300681045221</id><published>2010-03-03T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T21:45:54.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 18th, nana</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S49HzrfPJwI/AAAAAAAAAt4/URrKbAQRqVg/s1600-h/avon+n+nanalicious.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 162px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S49HzrfPJwI/AAAAAAAAAt4/URrKbAQRqVg/s200/avon+n+nanalicious.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444649427686860546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sorry Nana, I couldn't find any updated photo-this will do until I can get some)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY, TO MY DEAREST NIECE, MS DIANNA MARIE......I remember this special day 18 years ago...I was working at Valley Lutheran and when it used to be before Banner took over and at that time...power road was just barely worked on and everything east from power seemed so deserted and so foresty...your mom called me that she was in labor and to meet her at Chandler Regional so that I may give you a name...I was so excited but I couldn't get there in time...by the time I got there, your dad had already promised his family to give you a name and so...Ms Dianna Marie is what it is...you and I are so much alike it's scary....I love you with all my heart and I know if you stay true and humble you will receive great blessings! hope you had a wonderful day!! I love you and your mom is smiling down at you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-3464205300681045221?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/3464205300681045221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=3464205300681045221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/3464205300681045221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/3464205300681045221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-18th-nana.html' title='happy 18th, nana'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S49HzrfPJwI/AAAAAAAAAt4/URrKbAQRqVg/s72-c/avon+n+nanalicious.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-4466917312342577001</id><published>2010-02-28T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T19:10:15.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S4svQX843HI/AAAAAAAAAtw/-kao-AgCEfc/s1600-h/rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 90px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S4svQX843HI/AAAAAAAAAtw/-kao-AgCEfc/s200/rain.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443496532961188978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a cloudy rainy day....we went to church came home had lunch and we settled in and watch...Scout Camp...it was funny..recommended for families with boys....i baked cookies and we took (I had to force some boys) naps....it was a good day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script&gt;document.write(unescape("%3Cstyle%20type%3D%22text/css%22%3E%0Abody%20%7B background-image %3A%20url%28%22 http://i144.photobucket.com/albums/r193/coricarpenter/MakeEverydayCount.jpg%22%29%3B%20background-position%3A%20center%3B%20background-repeat%3A%20no-repeat%3B%20 background-attachment %3A%20fixed%3B%20%7D%0A%3C/style%3E%0A%3Cdiv%20id%3D%22tag%22%20 style%3D%22position%3Aabsolute %3B%20left%3A0px%3B%20top%3A30px%3B%20z-index%3A50%3B%20 width%3A150px%3B%20height%3A45px%3B%22%3E%0A%3Ca%20href%3D%22 http%3A//www.scrap-e-blog.blogspot.com%22%20target%3D%22_blank%22%3E%0A%3Cimg%20src %3D%22 http://i144.photobucket.com/albums/r193/coricarpenter/Logo.png%22%20border%3D%220%22/ %3E%0A%3C/a%3E%3C/div%3E%20"));&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-4466917312342577001?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/4466917312342577001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=4466917312342577001' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/4466917312342577001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/4466917312342577001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/02/it-was-cloudy-rainy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S4svQX843HI/AAAAAAAAAtw/-kao-AgCEfc/s72-c/rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-7074339048404721178</id><published>2010-02-23T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T19:21:33.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>psyche..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S4SagDegtlI/AAAAAAAAAto/H1mC_GTlzYs/s1600-h/leo+dicaprio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 80px; height: 53px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S4SagDegtlI/AAAAAAAAAto/H1mC_GTlzYs/s200/leo+dicaprio.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441644125250172498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the opportunity to see the movie...have to say it was by far the best PSYCHOLOGICAL movie, I've seen..and i've seen a few since this journey into the psyche world....it was awesome...minus some of the 'not so clean words'....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S4SaWcoxInI/AAAAAAAAAtg/2Dq6d2taows/s1600-h/shutter+island.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 71px; height: 107px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S4SaWcoxInI/AAAAAAAAAtg/2Dq6d2taows/s200/shutter+island.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441643960205386354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and Leonardo Dicaprio was very cute in it, too....he's an awesome actor...i just don't agree with his 'real' life persona....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-7074339048404721178?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/7074339048404721178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=7074339048404721178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/7074339048404721178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/7074339048404721178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/02/psyche.html' title='psyche..'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S4SagDegtlI/AAAAAAAAAto/H1mC_GTlzYs/s72-c/leo+dicaprio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-8099451089775041743</id><published>2010-02-21T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T20:53:48.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>huh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S4ILjLEbxDI/AAAAAAAAAtY/z0Gqrr8G-fM/s1600-h/671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S4ILjLEbxDI/AAAAAAAAAtY/z0Gqrr8G-fM/s200/671.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440923998711694386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here at home my boys are free to roam around the house in their 'home clothes' and to some children..sometimes it's just shorts and a tank top and to some (my jewish roomi)can just roam around and his boxers....yesterday when we got home from the Derby; I felt a headache coming on (maybe it was enduring the long 5min drive with boys constantly argueing and querreling on the way home)so I neglected cleaning my room and doing laundry and I just sat there.....Danny walks in leans against the door putting his hands up to the to top of the door which didn't take much and Leka and Tane walks in and all of a sudden I hear this.....Tane: "haha Danny you have man hair"...I'm like huh?..Leka then takes on the conversation..."Danny why do you have man hair under your arms?" and Tane: "he's got man hair cause he thinks he's growing to be man"....so then the rest of the siblings joined in on the conversation and by this time Danny is all flustered and stomps off to his room...not sure what he was mumbling but from what I heard it was something to the effect that it wasn't funny and why don't I discipline the boys to mind their manners.....yep, another one of those deeply rooted conversations here in the Taunima household....nothing but love, Danny....one day you'll all look back and laugh about it....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-8099451089775041743?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/8099451089775041743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=8099451089775041743' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/8099451089775041743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/8099451089775041743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/02/huh.html' title='huh?'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S4ILjLEbxDI/AAAAAAAAAtY/z0Gqrr8G-fM/s72-c/671.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-9002782947289135655</id><published>2010-02-21T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T20:26:46.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>miss you, sis!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S4IGtQCTaLI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/UMZLMtpKMnw/s1600-h/mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S4IGtQCTaLI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/UMZLMtpKMnw/s200/mom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440918674285488306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S4IGidmeo3I/AAAAAAAAAtI/NcaRwYxZ0lA/s1600-h/auntie+finau.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 113px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S4IGidmeo3I/AAAAAAAAAtI/NcaRwYxZ0lA/s200/auntie+finau.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440918488948319090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today marks the 4th year of my sweet sister's passing...so many words to say but am unable to say at the moment..heart aching to see her, to talk to her and tell her many things to hug her and just be with her....can't wait to see you again! I love you and miss you so much!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-9002782947289135655?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/9002782947289135655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=9002782947289135655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/9002782947289135655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/9002782947289135655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/02/miss-you-sis.html' title='miss you, sis!!'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S4IGtQCTaLI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/UMZLMtpKMnw/s72-c/mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-8332511636605357633</id><published>2010-02-21T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T20:21:36.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 17th, Lote!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S4IFxGJJnrI/AAAAAAAAAtA/qdiiKkiZbTk/s1600-h/PHP4A99D59E00D34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 165px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S4IFxGJJnrI/AAAAAAAAAtA/qdiiKkiZbTk/s200/PHP4A99D59E00D34.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440917640837701298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my fierce good looking nephew.....Lote...HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! mann you guys grow soooo fast....which can only mean we're getting a little older and wiser.....I love you, Lote!!!Hope you had a wonderful day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-8332511636605357633?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/8332511636605357633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=8332511636605357633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/8332511636605357633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/8332511636605357633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-17th-lote.html' title='happy 17th, Lote!'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S4IFxGJJnrI/AAAAAAAAAtA/qdiiKkiZbTk/s72-c/PHP4A99D59E00D34.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-6770604755442414324</id><published>2010-02-17T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T19:24:40.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>who's your hero?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S3yxqbuFAUI/AAAAAAAAAs4/jvLDo37urWw/s1600-h/Moroni-Book-of-Mormon-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S3yxqbuFAUI/AAAAAAAAAs4/jvLDo37urWw/s200/Moroni-Book-of-Mormon-Posters.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439417792510361922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My children and I have been rereading the Book of Mormon for the second time around and we can't seem to go pass 3rd Nephi and we have been stuck here for awhile...so, I have started re-reading on my own and I can certainly testify that each time I've read the beginning of this great book, I tend to see things a little more clearer and understand things that I just completely missed before.....so..the challenge is on...I have 4 months left before I graduate and I hope to finish, yet again, reading the Book of Mormon in 4 months! In the meantime, I'll have to be more consistent with our family scripture time and no more excuses....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-6770604755442414324?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/6770604755442414324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=6770604755442414324' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/6770604755442414324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/6770604755442414324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/02/whos-your-hero.html' title='who&apos;s your hero?'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S3yxqbuFAUI/AAAAAAAAAs4/jvLDo37urWw/s72-c/Moroni-Book-of-Mormon-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-3988163206973848466</id><published>2010-02-13T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T23:14:49.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy heart day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S3eicydERHI/AAAAAAAAAsw/f0RK74rmc8Y/s1600-h/ValentineHeart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 129px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S3eicydERHI/AAAAAAAAAsw/f0RK74rmc8Y/s200/ValentineHeart.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437993690536887410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my 7 children....I heart you all...thank you being my Valentine!  to all my friends....hope you all have a good heart day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-3988163206973848466?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/3988163206973848466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=3988163206973848466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/3988163206973848466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/3988163206973848466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-heart-day.html' title='happy heart day'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S3eicydERHI/AAAAAAAAAsw/f0RK74rmc8Y/s72-c/ValentineHeart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-4942456426401518927</id><published>2010-02-13T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T22:42:17.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10th anniversary of my....</title><content type='html'>29th birthday....i was awaken to the squeeks and squeals of balloons all over my bed...and then as I got to the garage to leave for work..my van was decorated with all sorts of well wishes from my children...I got to work and got a phone call from my youngest (Malakai) and that alone iced the cake AND then later got an e birthday card from Sis Roberts(thank you!) which made me laugh and cry....I also got a call to meet my family for dinner at this chinese restaurant, came home got serenated with a birthday song and a skit of my life from a while back all done by my children!  Earlier last Thursday, I walked into work and was quite surprised by my 'twilight' theme birthday surprise from my friend Dorothy at work, it was nice to be surrounded by edward ;-)....so I must say, this was the best birthday anniversary i've had in a long time....I laughed, I cried, and I even got up and did one of the Wii Dance songs in honor of my age...not a pretty sight......so...now its back to reality and hit the reading material for my homework and a paper due on environmental psychology... oh....and as of now...just 6 more credits left....i think i can finally see the end of the tunnel...i think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKs you guys for making this day a special one!!! I love you all!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-4942456426401518927?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/4942456426401518927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=4942456426401518927' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/4942456426401518927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/4942456426401518927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/02/10th-anniversary-of-my.html' title='10th anniversary of my....'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-1483643004243096483</id><published>2010-02-04T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T12:32:54.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday</title><content type='html'>due to computer crash....I neglected to post a very special birthday wish....so here goes....a little late but it's the thought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby girl turned 17 on January 29 and I surprised her by taking the day off...I took her to IHOP for breakfast/lunch and then took her for a pedi..later that evening, cousins came over to have cheesecake (her favorite-strawberries) and they stayed up all night singing and dancing to WII dance....I went to bed early not feeling well...woke up about 0230ish..and they were still at it with singing and laughing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you, Nani...thank you for ALL that you do!!! I'm so proud of you...stay focus and stay humble and most importantly...put Heavenly Father first in all that you do and he will do the rest!!! love, love ya!!&lt;br /&gt;mom and the boys!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-1483643004243096483?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/1483643004243096483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=1483643004243096483' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/1483643004243096483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/1483643004243096483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/02/birthday.html' title='birthday'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-3240810228019713591</id><published>2010-01-16T08:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T08:38:31.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dignity?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S1HoxmkWkyI/AAAAAAAAAso/hlA3ik1CSwc/s1600-h/594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S1HoxmkWkyI/AAAAAAAAAso/hlA3ik1CSwc/s200/594.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427374964822414114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it seems i only have one child because it seems that every other blog is about a certain child and the many crazy things he does...i have an explanation...you see...my other children...i've never really had any problems or issues other than your "norm" issues that i could remember....however...this young one of mine of whom we are roomies...he has done things and says things way out of the norm that i'm like..who am i talking to??? is this my 7year old??....i guess being the youngest..he's had to learn how to step up to the rest and do things like those older than him....he loves his sister and even sometimes calls her 'mom'...but he can also get on her nerves like no other to where she'll fight with him as if he's the same age as her....so..on to this particular blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other night i come home from work and headed straight to the computer because of homework..all was in their room except for one particular child (above) who had just finished his shower and as I sit at the computer he walks right by and says "hi, mom, when did you get home?"..i turned around and he is standing there buck naked...i'm all..."go put some clothes on" and above child says..."no, i have my DIGNITY on"...what?...I was like "well, take your dignity self and put on your jammie"...he turns around walks away slumped over..."fine, i'll take my dignity and my bum bum and get my clothes on"....oh my heck...you see...none of my older children have done that before....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-3240810228019713591?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/3240810228019713591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=3240810228019713591' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/3240810228019713591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/3240810228019713591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/01/dignity.html' title='dignity?'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S1HoxmkWkyI/AAAAAAAAAso/hlA3ik1CSwc/s72-c/594.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-8089704312574433394</id><published>2010-01-10T22:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T22:35:07.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wasted energy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S0rDjC1rHKI/AAAAAAAAAsg/iA_KveoKcB0/s1600-h/dr+pepper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 72px; height: 131px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S0rDjC1rHKI/AAAAAAAAAsg/iA_KveoKcB0/s200/dr+pepper.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425363707946015906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to work today and as the clock ticks away to around 2pmish to 3pmish it is usually the time that I thirst for some sort of quick pick me up and what do I get out of the vending machine???.....yep, you guessed it....my DR Pepper..I must confess...its only at work that I go through this mad energy search......today Primary held the '8 is Great' program in preparation for the soon to be 8 yr olds to be baptized and they had cupcakes afterwards.  Thank you, Primary Presidencies!!!  I was off chatting to someone and others all the while noticing that my soon to be 8 year old made like several trips to the cupcake table and partook of I think at least 3 or 4....and by the time we walked out of the building to the vehicle this soon to be 8 yr old (not until November) proclaimed his thirst...so remembering I had a can of Dr Pepper in the van from my energy search earlier, said to my little guy, "wait til we get to the van, you can have some of my Dr Pepper"...we get in the van, I buckle my seat belt, he buckles his seat belt and says to me "mom, you know thats just wasted energy"...I'm all..."what?"...he was like "you know you don't get energy when you drink dr pepper", "you get energy like eat your vegetables and drinking water"...I turned around and was completely taken back by this sweet little boy....how in the heck???...we drove home and he continued to lecture me about being healthy....yeah...after he's had 3 or 4 cupcakes......thanks alot son!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-8089704312574433394?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/8089704312574433394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=8089704312574433394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/8089704312574433394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/8089704312574433394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/01/wasted-energy.html' title='wasted energy'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S0rDjC1rHKI/AAAAAAAAAsg/iA_KveoKcB0/s72-c/dr+pepper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-1573393129941867910</id><published>2010-01-04T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T18:45:51.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a monumental moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S0KnZSxZlAI/AAAAAAAAAsY/T9CBkNu9dv0/s1600-h/Fat+thighs+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S0KnZSxZlAI/AAAAAAAAAsY/T9CBkNu9dv0/s200/Fat+thighs+.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423080954285102082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S0KnEJT9vgI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/jTIlyoLijFo/s1600-h/driving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S0KnEJT9vgI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/jTIlyoLijFo/s200/driving.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423080590968471042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S0Km9l1VmrI/AAAAAAAAAsI/c0t3dEpU3D8/s1600-h/drivers+permit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S0Km9l1VmrI/AAAAAAAAAsI/c0t3dEpU3D8/s200/drivers+permit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423080478365555378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she did it.....missed 3 questions of 30 passed the very first try.....she even wore her dad's old rugby shirt for luck and a little prayer at the DMV parking lot....&lt;br /&gt;We're so very proud of you, my baby girl!!!We love you, much!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-1573393129941867910?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/1573393129941867910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=1573393129941867910' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/1573393129941867910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/1573393129941867910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/01/monumental-moment.html' title='a monumental moment'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/S0KnZSxZlAI/AAAAAAAAAsY/T9CBkNu9dv0/s72-c/Fat+thighs+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-3276019320705512547</id><published>2010-01-01T21:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T21:13:45.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>and the count down begins.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Sz7UYPQxuHI/AAAAAAAAAsA/OxD7UCLMhEs/s1600-h/22_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Sz7UYPQxuHI/AAAAAAAAAsA/OxD7UCLMhEs/s200/22_5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422004514279503986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on our long travel from home to the cemetary...this oldest child of mine kept reminding us of that one special occasion that happens on the 29th of every January since 1993 here's the conversation:&lt;br /&gt;princess tribe: guess what you guys...just guess&lt;br /&gt;danny: what Nani, you're so annoying..&lt;br /&gt;me: danny, be nice&lt;br /&gt;Sam: what nani...what..what..&lt;br /&gt;tane, simon, and leka are just preoccupied in the back row with the usual arguements of 'don't touch me' 'you're in my space', etc..&lt;br /&gt;princess tribe: danny, guess what...&lt;br /&gt;danny: what nani...&lt;br /&gt;princess tribe: gosh, danny...only the most beautiful amazing thing happened....&lt;br /&gt;danny:  what, football was created...&lt;br /&gt;Sam: what nani just say it....&lt;br /&gt;princess tribe: mom, hey boys...guess what....&lt;br /&gt;all boys: what nani...&lt;br /&gt;Princess tribe:  IT'S MY BIRTHDAY IN 28 DAYS....are you all excited??&lt;br /&gt;all boys: for what...so what and its your birthday.what do you want from us..nothing..we don't have money....but you can make your own cake...&lt;br /&gt;princess tribe:  thats okay..i'll remind you guys again tomorrow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-3276019320705512547?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/3276019320705512547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=3276019320705512547' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/3276019320705512547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/3276019320705512547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-count-down-begins.html' title='and the count down begins.....'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Sz7UYPQxuHI/AAAAAAAAAsA/OxD7UCLMhEs/s72-c/22_5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-6112989603627752201</id><published>2010-01-01T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T21:04:14.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Sz7Q5YkEsHI/AAAAAAAAAr4/X03ENttgA24/s1600-h/2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 123px; height: 92px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Sz7Q5YkEsHI/AAAAAAAAAr4/X03ENttgA24/s200/2010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422000685665529970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have HOPE and FAITH that this new YEAR (twenty-ten) would be a kinder and gentler year for my little family....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you all have an exciting year and a very happy one......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home from work last night very tired and exhausted (physically and mentally) the kids were hyped about the whole New Years eve and had planned out what they wanted to do to stay awake which included playing Jenga, cards, goldfish, and Santa gave the princess of the tribe a Wii Dance game......the moment I got in, took 4 motrin, my BP meds, and coughing meds and headed straight to bed....then I felt bad that here they all are wanting to have this family fun filled event and I am being negative...so I made it downstairs with blankets in tow and watched my kiddos play and laugh and danced and I thought...I need to enjoy these moments..so we played, laughed, and danced our way into 2010....by 1208AM...I was in bed......we got up this morning and the first to do on the list was go to the cemetary and off we went...we were going to hit families and visit but then I kinda forgot that I hadn't fed my kids because I noticed that they were all in a bad mood and then the arguements got louder and the name calling ....so we ended up heading home...oh well...maybe another time we'll visit families....&lt;br /&gt;so.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FROM THE TAUNIMA'S TO YOURS....WE WISH YOU ALL A VERY HAPPY, JOYOUS, AND PROSPEROUS NEW YEAR!!!! Much love to you all!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-6112989603627752201?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/6112989603627752201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=6112989603627752201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/6112989603627752201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/6112989603627752201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Sz7Q5YkEsHI/AAAAAAAAAr4/X03ENttgA24/s72-c/2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-5786031052236968651</id><published>2009-12-26T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T19:35:04.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>brothers 4ever(bff)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SzbRxcvKKcI/AAAAAAAAAro/lUkKGmou4Do/s1600-h/610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SzbRxcvKKcI/AAAAAAAAAro/lUkKGmou4Do/s200/610.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419749849044756930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SzbRgolVeEI/AAAAAAAAArg/r5p1p_M6kC8/s1600-h/jimmy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 165px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SzbRgolVeEI/AAAAAAAAArg/r5p1p_M6kC8/s200/jimmy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419749560167004226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday while I worked (blahblahblah); my dad took my children tribe to both grandma's on my mom and my dad's side for Christmas dinner, first it was to my mom's mom and then to my dad's dad a few hours apart....I came home to a crying child pictured above (the brown kid) that his spacer in his mouth broke and it's hurting him....he had to have a spacer so that his adult teeth could come out straight and not crooked so the above child was told by our dentist (thank you, Dr Harris)that he is NOT to eat CANDY, at all otherwise the spacer would break and he would have to get another one...so, I guess since mom wasn't there to supervise the feasting of all sweets at the Great Grandma's house, all candies and sweets were a GREEN light to go......when I asked this child what he ate, he sadly said that all he ate at GGMA's house were cookies and a little bit of candy..how do you eat a little bit of candy?...so I thought, I could be the dentist and try to yank at this spacer because the broken end of the wire was just digging into his gums and his top mouth and tongue..after much pulling and hearing this child scream "mommy, your pulling my teeth, ouch owwwiieee stop"; so today, I had to put an emergency call in to the dentist and he was able to meet us at the office so he pull this dang spacer.  Jimmy and his brother came over to hang and play and Jimmy wanted to go with his little frined to the dentist....so off we went....as we were on the road, Leka asked me to hold his hand when we get to the office and I said 'of course'.  we got to the office and as I stumpled my way in, Dr Harris took the boys right back and while I was still trying to waddle my way in, Jimmy was already at Leka's side saying, 'don't worry, taniela, I'll hold your hand'....awwww...how sweet...I walked in and asked Leka if he still wanted me to hold his hand and Leka replied..."no, Jimmy can, we're brothers forever!"....ohhh mann....how cute is that....I am so glad that Leka has his bands of best friends forever(Jimmy,Chad,Connor)...not only do they hang out together, go to school together but, they also are eternal brothers belonging to the same faith and with the same doctrines and the gospel being taught as a strong foundation for them all....I really hope that they all will be able to grow up together, go to high school together and who knows serve their Heavenly father on a mission to spread the gospel...THANK YOU, JIMMY!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-5786031052236968651?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/5786031052236968651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=5786031052236968651' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/5786031052236968651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/5786031052236968651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/12/brothers-4everbff.html' title='brothers 4ever(bff)'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SzbRxcvKKcI/AAAAAAAAAro/lUkKGmou4Do/s72-c/610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-622358260125128839</id><published>2009-12-25T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T08:34:37.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SzTo9GjWv9I/AAAAAAAAArY/hrGvQoKMxXs/s1600-h/xmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 129px; height: 86px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SzTo9GjWv9I/AAAAAAAAArY/hrGvQoKMxXs/s200/xmas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419212388062117842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FROM OUR LITTLE FAMILY TO YOURS, MAY ALL OF YOU HAVE THE HAPPIEST OF CHRISTMAS!!!!WE HAVE BEEN SO VERY BLESSED, YET ANOTHER YEAR, WITH SO MANY LOVING FRIENDS ALL AROUND US!  WE ARE GRATEFUL FOR EACH AND EVERYONE OF YOU!! WE LOVE YOU ALL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS..&lt;br /&gt;(guess who's working today.....of all days......me!!!!.....oh well....)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-622358260125128839?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/622358260125128839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=622358260125128839' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/622358260125128839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/622358260125128839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-2009.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS 2009'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SzTo9GjWv9I/AAAAAAAAArY/hrGvQoKMxXs/s72-c/xmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-6254958016301068052</id><published>2009-12-21T22:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T23:12:17.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>school break and my 100th post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SzBwEoNL_4I/AAAAAAAAArQ/wlt1HEyo-hU/s1600-h/100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 110px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SzBwEoNL_4I/AAAAAAAAArQ/wlt1HEyo-hU/s200/100.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417953576541224834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just submitted my last final paper for this set of class, it was on industrial and organizational psychology......next class...not sure something that has to do with cultural psychology...I think...who cares ... i'll worry about it next year ;-)...getting pretty close...just 3 more classes left....phew...thought i'd never get there....anyhoo...i worry no more of loggin in for class discussions...for the next two weeks anyways....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SzBu11ItZOI/AAAAAAAAArI/16x7YmkEJNI/s1600-h/6493_psychology_cartoon.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 152px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SzBu11ItZOI/AAAAAAAAArI/16x7YmkEJNI/s200/6493_psychology_cartoon.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417952222802437346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH....can you believe it...100th post...who knew I'd have so many things to say.........yea me.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-6254958016301068052?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/6254958016301068052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=6254958016301068052' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/6254958016301068052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/6254958016301068052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/12/school-break-and-my-100th-post.html' title='school break and my 100th post'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SzBwEoNL_4I/AAAAAAAAArQ/wlt1HEyo-hU/s72-c/100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-3266616336943563521</id><published>2009-12-16T19:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T20:16:49.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my jewish roomie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Syms1NRS3CI/AAAAAAAAArA/mzCTk1ZQjSw/s1600-h/615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Syms1NRS3CI/AAAAAAAAArA/mzCTk1ZQjSw/s200/615.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416050056984976418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, somewhere for some odd reason, this sweet child, the youngest of the tribe..I've been hearing this said child say the word 'HANUKAH' and sometimes he even belts out a familiar tune and then the other night as I was folding clothes, he runs up to me falls on my lap and wanted me to hold him like a baby...weird..imagine an 82lb big baby..he looks me in the eye all serious and ask "mom, are Jewish?"..."what?" as I start laughing...again, in serious look, "mom, it's not funny, why aren't we jewish?"..me: "well, we are members of the church of Jesus Christ and we believe in his words and scriptures and" said child(Leka):  "well, I'm going to be jewish" Me: "no, you're not, you don't even know what that means" Leka: "I know they get gifts everyday and I'm gonna give all my friends gifts everyday" me: "well, how are going to do that?".....Leka: "well, i'll just wrap up all these toys I have and give it to my friends".....as the conversation ended with me trying my hardest to explain to this child that he is not Jewish..he runs to his big sister proclaiming his new found conversion.....how cute...he is so innocent.....I still don't know where he heard or learned all of this from......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-3266616336943563521?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/3266616336943563521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=3266616336943563521' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/3266616336943563521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/3266616336943563521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-jewish-roomie.html' title='my jewish roomie'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Syms1NRS3CI/AAAAAAAAArA/mzCTk1ZQjSw/s72-c/615.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-6131241750145880812</id><published>2009-12-14T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T22:02:10.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taunima family pics....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SyckQZvoNcI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Cw3b1b7Z1SI/s1600-h/594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SyckQZvoNcI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Cw3b1b7Z1SI/s200/594.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415336941143471554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SyckIZAv9YI/AAAAAAAAAqw/dQmoG0o7Kvg/s1600-h/588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SyckIZAv9YI/AAAAAAAAAqw/dQmoG0o7Kvg/s200/588.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415336803507893634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SyckAuABI9I/AAAAAAAAAqo/WVNMK7ZoTwo/s1600-h/565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SyckAuABI9I/AAAAAAAAAqo/WVNMK7ZoTwo/s200/565.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415336671703016402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Sycj4pULyOI/AAAAAAAAAqg/RqTpTzDh2oE/s1600-h/546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SychyfAPX_I/AAAAAAAAApA/NTVlTO-t3_M/s200/422.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415334228135993330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SychnwzOZKI/AAAAAAAAAo4/mxrdSIrtYpk/s1600-h/405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SychnwzOZKI/AAAAAAAAAo4/mxrdSIrtYpk/s200/405.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415334043934680226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Sychd-nFIbI/AAAAAAAAAow/_tFmpG5bWjQ/s1600-h/363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Sychd-nFIbI/AAAAAAAAAow/_tFmpG5bWjQ/s200/363.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415333875843146162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SychSFOe0lI/AAAAAAAAAoo/Js5DQEQQQCw/s1600-h/268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SychSFOe0lI/AAAAAAAAAoo/Js5DQEQQQCw/s200/268.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415333671460590162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SychGdB-u6I/AAAAAAAAAog/07e2vNCemoE/s1600-h/251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SychGdB-u6I/AAAAAAAAAog/07e2vNCemoE/s200/251.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415333471692176290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after much bribing and the forceful use of my parental authorities....we were able to finally have our family pictures taken...THANK YOU, Sis Flake!!!..we started out great and then.....everyone got a little irritated and then the arguments started and the rough housing around and the chase...to catch Danny.....all in all...I love how these pictures turned out!! Iwalani wanted somewhat of a vintage look as the background and then Sis Flake took us to the Pecan Groves...it was beautiful.....&lt;br /&gt;I received the pictures during work and when I opened it and saw my little, I couldn't help but be filled with so much emotions of noticing that two people were missing from this picture, the love of my life and our youngest son.....it took me awhile to collect myself and wipe the tears away and in one of these pictures where Sis captured us walking far away in the midst of these pecan trees, it reminded me of this plaque that someone gave me "Enjoy the Journey".....I realize that I just need to cherish these loving memories and just enjoy this journey....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-6131241750145880812?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/6131241750145880812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=6131241750145880812' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/6131241750145880812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/6131241750145880812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/12/taunima-family-pics.html' title='Taunima family pics....'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SyckQZvoNcI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Cw3b1b7Z1SI/s72-c/594.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-6676777008554896245</id><published>2009-12-10T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T21:45:15.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>departure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SyHaZOMIIVI/AAAAAAAAAm4/Ivy0gaHiC6Q/s1600-h/departure+-+pain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 161px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SyHaZOMIIVI/AAAAAAAAAm4/Ivy0gaHiC6Q/s200/departure+-+pain.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413848353916592466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got this email awhile back at work and I had sent to my home email and I've just opened it now.....the expressions on this little boy's face, the tears says it all!!!I can only guess the emotions and the broken heart this child must feel...such courage to hold it in while being given the one thing that will remind him of his father the rest of his life.....and especially now during this holiday season....breaks my heart...my kids have learned to adjust....they are taught the plan of salvation and they've been hope that they will see their dad again, I wonder, though, of all those children out there who long to be held by their dads to be sealed for eternity....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-6676777008554896245?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/6676777008554896245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=6676777008554896245' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/6676777008554896245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/6676777008554896245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/12/departure.html' title='departure'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SyHaZOMIIVI/AAAAAAAAAm4/Ivy0gaHiC6Q/s72-c/departure+-+pain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-8196935949248736985</id><published>2009-12-04T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T21:18:55.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the question??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Sxnr5KRPrjI/AAAAAAAAAmw/mIdwGuqvt_g/s1600-h/.nanas.+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Sxnr5KRPrjI/AAAAAAAAAmw/mIdwGuqvt_g/s200/.nanas.+029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411615794504117810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;curious child: 'mom, is he for real?'&lt;br /&gt;me: who's for real&lt;br /&gt;curious child: mom, you don't know Santa?&lt;br /&gt;me: oh him, Santa&lt;br /&gt;curious child: mom, everyone tells me he is not for real.&lt;br /&gt;me: who's everyone? and, is everyone your brothers like Sam and Danny?&lt;br /&gt;curious child: yes, they told me he is not real.&lt;br /&gt;me: Mr Saint Nicholas Claus is FOR REAL and he lives at the NOrth Pole with his wife and all the elves.&lt;br /&gt;curious child: (hands on face with eyes wide open) oh man, can't wait to tell them he IS for REAL...&lt;br /&gt;...phew...that was close....a few minutes later....there was a long discussion with the two 'bah humbugs' (Danny and Sam) as to why we need to keep our opinions to ourselves....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-8196935949248736985?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/8196935949248736985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=8196935949248736985' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/8196935949248736985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/8196935949248736985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/12/question.html' title='the question??'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Sxnr5KRPrjI/AAAAAAAAAmw/mIdwGuqvt_g/s72-c/.nanas.+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-7707485206913730106</id><published>2009-12-03T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T23:17:04.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Already?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Sxi2Zsgf-JI/AAAAAAAAAmo/cp12ILy-Uk4/s1600-h/Merry_Christmas_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Sxi2Zsgf-JI/AAAAAAAAAmo/cp12ILy-Uk4/s200/Merry_Christmas_1024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411275504846108818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it's that time of the year again and that 2009 is less than a month away from being gone and that 2010 is just around the corner...where did this whole year gone?  someone keeps reminding me that she turns 17 in a month...my babies are all getting older...and I'm scared...and nervous of what the future holds....I mean I know I am teaching them a strong foundation of our purpose here on earth and of the past and of the future; but only HE above knows what lays ahead...this year has just come and gone....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-7707485206913730106?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/7707485206913730106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=7707485206913730106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/7707485206913730106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/7707485206913730106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/12/already.html' title='Already?'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Sxi2Zsgf-JI/AAAAAAAAAmo/cp12ILy-Uk4/s72-c/Merry_Christmas_1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-8877578217447920198</id><published>2009-12-03T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T23:05:48.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Grandma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SxiyVqs3RmI/AAAAAAAAAmg/HpDiWlK6yc0/s1600-h/Picture+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SxiyVqs3RmI/AAAAAAAAAmg/HpDiWlK6yc0/s200/Picture+018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411271037595108962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12-2-1948, my mom turned 61years old...I do love you!  I hope that someday I measure up to your expectations....I don't know how to fill that void of Finau and Seki not here with you, you always remind me of how I am not like them, I understand.  I am grateful for you and your love and guidance. I really do appreciate you! I hope you'll find it somehow, somewhere to forgive me and my children for not meeting those expectations, I really am very sorry!!! We do love you and we all wish you a very happy birthday!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-8877578217447920198?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/8877578217447920198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=8877578217447920198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/8877578217447920198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/8877578217447920198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birthday-grandma.html' title='Happy Birthday Grandma'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SxiyVqs3RmI/AAAAAAAAAmg/HpDiWlK6yc0/s72-c/Picture+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-419641986254701335</id><published>2009-12-03T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T22:48:52.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pneumonia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Sxis5hDWM8I/AAAAAAAAAmY/CGhwWrKuu2I/s1600-h/pneumonia.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 186px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Sxis5hDWM8I/AAAAAAAAAmY/CGhwWrKuu2I/s200/pneumonia.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411265056410579906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home Thanksgiving night..Sam was complaining that his chest was hurting and that he couldn't breathe well, gave him his treatment and sent him to bed, he slept all night and all throughout Friday he kept complaining and because I was having a 'moment' and refused to come out of my own blankets, I gave him some motrin and sent him to bed, Saturday morning in the wee hours of the morning, he woke up crying that he his chest hurts which is now radiating to his back was really hurting, so off we went to BGMC hospital and within minutes we were in the back, chest xray and a diagnosis of Pneumonia both lungs......gotta hand it to myself...I fail miserably with this particular child...last year he went bike riding and did this jump and the bike and him fell on his right hand...so I gave him motrin made him wave his hand and wiggle them fingers and he did and sent him to school, 1 whole week later he still complained his hand was hurting to the point he can't even hold his pencil, took him in to the hospital and after xray..sure enough his hand was broken....way to go Lina....MOTHER OF THE YEAR!!!  Needless to say, I've learned my lesson with this one child....I cried while in the hospital while the respiratory therapist did his treatment, I cried when they gave him his shot of rocephin, I cried while wheeling him to the van, I cried all the way home while Sam was in and out from being sick...poor kid...we got home, picked up his medicine (Thank you, Sue!!!) and started him on his Zpack..only this time he broke out into this rash..I panicked thinking it's allergic reaction..only to be reassured by his pediatrician that it's just the infections coming out of his system(oh, I guess).....Sunday he slept all day and all I could do was watch him sleep and the guilt I felt for not being there for him, here I am in my selfish mode of wanting to sleep all my issues away, and he was trying to tell me he was seriously sick......Monday rolled around and it took me forever to leave his side...if only his dad was here he could be the one to handle everything...to sit with him to watch him....you see, Sam was the one kid who was finally diagnosed at an earlier age with asthma, he was hospitalized 6 times from the time he was born until he was 4 months old with upper respiratory infections, all these times...his dad was the one who carried him, who sang to him, who rocked him to sleep...these times...wished he was here....I moved Sam into my room and he took over my bed just so I can watch him througout the night...I am so sorry SAm, I'm glad you're doing much better....I love you, son!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-419641986254701335?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/419641986254701335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=419641986254701335' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/419641986254701335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/419641986254701335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/12/pneumonia.html' title='Pneumonia'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Sxis5hDWM8I/AAAAAAAAAmY/CGhwWrKuu2I/s72-c/pneumonia.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-4020535109031258691</id><published>2009-12-03T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T22:27:29.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SxiqX2Fu88I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/3XwWDk1P9AE/s1600-h/happy-thanksgiving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 199px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SxiqX2Fu88I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/3XwWDk1P9AE/s200/happy-thanksgiving.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411262278918927298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all that was expected was dessert and so we supplied the desert and went to my sister-in-laws house(who moved less then 5 minutes away from us-thought she'd never leave Mesa)and all we did was eat, talk, laughed, laughed, ate all in that order, the kids wanted to go to the park to play some football and volleyball then we went back to my sister in law and ate some more....we went home that night with our stomachs full and our hearts saddened that here was another holiday without the love of our life....Friday wasn't too good either...stayed in bed all day long.....until one child complained of he can't breathe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-4020535109031258691?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/4020535109031258691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=4020535109031258691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/4020535109031258691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/4020535109031258691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanksgiving-2009.html' title='Thanksgiving 2009'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SxiqX2Fu88I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/3XwWDk1P9AE/s72-c/happy-thanksgiving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-8520072367000833984</id><published>2009-12-03T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T22:19:45.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November 19, 2009 @ 8pm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Sxio63OZByI/AAAAAAAAAmI/hCujCHJq9tg/s1600-h/edward-new-moon-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Sxio63OZByI/AAAAAAAAAmI/hCujCHJq9tg/s200/edward-new-moon-poster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411260681495840546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bunch of us at work got tickets for the premier of New Moon, yes, I went, yes I saw, and what can I say....so can't wait for the 3rd, Eclipse (209 more days left) &lt;br /&gt;This second movie way way better then the first, alot of the animation reminded me of 'the golden compass' whata you know...same director...so much better and the cullens updated their fashion...movie way better...I've promised Nani to go with her just so I can see it again...oh the Breaking Dawn movie, in the works....how awesome is that!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-8520072367000833984?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/8520072367000833984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=8520072367000833984' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/8520072367000833984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/8520072367000833984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/12/november-19-2009-8pm.html' title='November 19, 2009 @ 8pm'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Sxio63OZByI/AAAAAAAAAmI/hCujCHJq9tg/s72-c/edward-new-moon-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-6761346000502231145</id><published>2009-12-03T21:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T22:08:27.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>so long..farewell..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SxiljxxO7WI/AAAAAAAAAmA/ApLGn_cl_qI/s1600-h/DSC_0364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SxiljxxO7WI/AAAAAAAAAmA/ApLGn_cl_qI/s200/DSC_0364.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411256986359491938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Sxik_PBkxXI/AAAAAAAAAl4/uiVW4K4OlhE/s1600-h/DSC_0346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Sxik_PBkxXI/AAAAAAAAAl4/uiVW4K4OlhE/s200/DSC_0346.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411256358557500786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SxikjlTUrFI/AAAAAAAAAlw/h3xhstKG00g/s1600-h/DSC_0245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SxikjlTUrFI/AAAAAAAAAlw/h3xhstKG00g/s200/DSC_0245.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411255883501186130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SxikImWWIEI/AAAAAAAAAlo/vnxvJGOsUJ4/s1600-h/Danny+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SxikImWWIEI/AAAAAAAAAlo/vnxvJGOsUJ4/s200/Danny+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411255419925831746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danny played his 2nd year with the Patriots and this year Danny was given opportunities to be the kicker (they fired the real kicker due to his vulgar language and disrespect to the coaches) and so Danny was able to kick the ball, be on the defense line and the offense line and pretty much whereever they needed him.  He really needed this sport for him to physically let alot of his anger emotions out and he showed it, at one point he lifted this kid (who weighed about 238 - Danny is about 225lbs)off the ground and slammed him to the ground and the poor kid got the wind knocked out of him and litterary took a long time for him to come out of it, I have never seen Danny look so scared then the look he had that he really thought he killed this poor kid....my heart also stopped because all I was thinking about was what was I to say to this boy's parents....that was scary....Danny really loves football and was really sad (tears were shed-believe me) that here's another season gone and now he has to wait another 9more months before football starts up again....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-6761346000502231145?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/6761346000502231145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=6761346000502231145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/6761346000502231145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/6761346000502231145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-longfarewell.html' title='so long..farewell..'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SxiljxxO7WI/AAAAAAAAAmA/ApLGn_cl_qI/s72-c/DSC_0364.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-6822222609135053537</id><published>2009-12-03T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T21:52:48.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>taunima updates..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Sxihy6z1HCI/AAAAAAAAAlg/t5RsYdYLfNk/s1600-h/malakai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Sxihy6z1HCI/AAAAAAAAAlg/t5RsYdYLfNk/s200/malakai.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411252848437828642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 21, 2009, this sweet little boy(Malakai-youngest of the tee tribes) turned 6 years old...mann times fly....I worked on his birthday; so the very first thing I did was call him to wish him a happy day only hear their voicemail message was full and that I should try my call later...I called 6 more times throughout this day and finally was able to talk to him and he sounds really grown up now.  I told him that I loved him very much and that I wish him the most happiest day ever and he asked me how I knew it was his birthday, I told him because that day was the most wonderful day of all and that he was born in the morning on a friday (allthe while wiping the tears away remembering this wonderful moment) and that his dad (biological) was the first one to hold him and all he said was 'oh'...I said my goodbyes and send him my undying love and affection and he said this to me: "I love you!" I hung up the phone and just sobbed as I always do when I hear his sweet voice and then I had to rush home for Danny's football team party.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-6822222609135053537?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/6822222609135053537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=6822222609135053537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/6822222609135053537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/6822222609135053537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/12/taunima-updates.html' title='taunima updates..'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Sxihy6z1HCI/AAAAAAAAAlg/t5RsYdYLfNk/s72-c/malakai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-7123803767395933706</id><published>2009-11-16T21:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T21:43:02.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'pow, already bruddah'</title><content type='html'>I am saddened to say ( ;-}) that football season is done!!!! I actually kinda miss the hectic hours during the week for practices and not getting home until 930ish at night and the Saturdays...well..for 3plus months now..my saturdays were pretty much gone...with 2 football games and having to work on some of these saturdays....I must admit....I will miss the dang game days...but....I have my saturday freedom from football games and the (according to one son) the 'constant nagging' of 'did you drink your gallon today? and the did you eat your bananas? and the 'did you pack your football gear? and the 'you can't eat that it's not good for you' and the 'get your homework done before you go to practice' and 'get your homework done before you fall asleep' and the 'finish up your homework before you miss the bus'.....these were according one child....the constant conversational nagging said child was referreing to....all done...pow already...'til next season... awhole 9 months away....phew!.....remember how the Patriots were undefeated last year and the year before that and the year before that?...well.....Patriots passed the torch to the Scottsdale Argonauts.......Patriots won 7 games, lost 4 of these 4 games; very close call....I mean..to the last few minutes....it was intense..but something for the returning Patriots (ahem...Danny) to step it up next year....Way to go DAnny....Great season.....so proud of you!!!! love ya, son!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh...Leka was also in the flag football with his school...he got to play only 4 of their games and he did great...however, after the first game he played, he tells me..."mom, this is not the kind of football I want to play, I want to hit and tackle"...sweet kid.....he enjoyed practice and loved his friends on the team....love ya, roomie!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-7123803767395933706?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/7123803767395933706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=7123803767395933706' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/7123803767395933706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/7123803767395933706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/11/pow-already-bruddah.html' title='&apos;pow, already bruddah&apos;'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-7592522080770707033</id><published>2009-11-03T20:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T20:34:03.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stress?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SvEBrE86p0I/AAAAAAAAAlY/uEX-K4KHPFQ/s1600-h/stress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 115px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SvEBrE86p0I/AAAAAAAAAlY/uEX-K4KHPFQ/s200/stress.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400099267769182018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Stress has been found to contribute to medical disorders such as asthma, migraine headaches, and cancer- (Hansell, Damour 2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just another chapter reading...I'm finding out that the further I'm in with this educational journey, the more I find out about the true meaning of stress.......sheesh...if only I had known!(I'd be a little thinner, a little less gray hair, a little nicer to certain teenage children, a little blinded to the messes a certain child creates with papers and such, a little quieter when I vocally proclaim my 'mom' authority rights, and my blood pressure would flow easily)...mannnn oh mannn...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-7592522080770707033?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/7592522080770707033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=7592522080770707033' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/7592522080770707033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/7592522080770707033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/11/stress.html' title='stress?'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SvEBrE86p0I/AAAAAAAAAlY/uEX-K4KHPFQ/s72-c/stress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-2296024765853483806</id><published>2009-11-01T21:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T21:33:30.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy day, Taniela!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Su5uW1IT7dI/AAAAAAAAAlI/-fRWIoTIII8/s1600-h/%5BteeBOYS%5D3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 163px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Su5uW1IT7dI/AAAAAAAAAlI/-fRWIoTIII8/s200/%5BteeBOYS%5D3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399374341761920466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven years ago; a little bundle of joy came to me and my husband and our little family....he such a hoot!  He is the 'baby' in our home and he will let you know....when he wants attention, he will let everyone know in the house through his whining and crying and just plain screaming...but, we all love him!  Happy Day, my sweet baby boy.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-2296024765853483806?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/2296024765853483806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=2296024765853483806' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/2296024765853483806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/2296024765853483806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-day-taniela.html' title='happy day, Taniela!'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Su5uW1IT7dI/AAAAAAAAAlI/-fRWIoTIII8/s72-c/%5BteeBOYS%5D3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-4337983538160815666</id><published>2009-11-01T21:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T21:35:58.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations, Simon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Su5vtuU5ehI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/WR3ycHlqvXE/s1600-h/simon+TEE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 137px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Su5vtuU5ehI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/WR3ycHlqvXE/s200/simon+TEE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399375834584283666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Su5rVCYZlVI/AAAAAAAAAlA/pmUqC8WRgoM/s1600-h/%5BteeBOYS%5D%26%26theOGEEZEEZEs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Su5rVCYZlVI/AAAAAAAAAlA/pmUqC8WRgoM/s200/%5BteeBOYS%5D%26%26theOGEEZEEZEs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399371012424439122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATE ENTRY!!!(I officially take the crown for worst mother of the year) I am VERY SORRY SIMON!(completely forgot to post of this beautiful occasion that took place 10-10-09.  It was Simon's baptism and I am so very very proud of you Simon!  It just seems time has passed me by and I truly feel so so so completely unorganized.  If it wasn't for Sis. Morgan emailing me to remind me; I would've completely forgot about this very special day for this very special person.  Simon was named by my sister and originally she was to take Simon as her own so that her own son could have a brother.  Becuase she had all sorts of medical health issues, the plan for Simon didn't go through, but nevertheless, Simon is loved by many!  I am grateful that you chose to be a member of HIS true church and now that you've been confirmed and given the gift of the HOly Ghost, Simon, I hope that you hearken unto it and our Heavenly Father's gentle spirit to lead and guide and hopefully someday you maybe able to be a missionary and spread the gospel!  I love you very much and what you bring into my life!  Thank you for choosing me as your earthly mother and thank you for your sweet and loving spirit you bring to our little family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-4337983538160815666?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/4337983538160815666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=4337983538160815666' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/4337983538160815666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/4337983538160815666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/11/congratulations-simon.html' title='Congratulations, Simon'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Su5vtuU5ehI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/WR3ycHlqvXE/s72-c/simon+TEE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-66194715554675699</id><published>2009-10-30T20:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T21:05:14.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you, frannie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Suu1QGM3xuI/AAAAAAAAAk4/wnw2e4zh5gQ/s1600-h/tv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 118px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Suu1QGM3xuI/AAAAAAAAAk4/wnw2e4zh5gQ/s200/tv.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398607866480805602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine at work is moving up in the world and has upgraded her home furniture...this is one of them...actually she replaced one like this (a 60in) with another 60 plasma; so, she was asking around people at work to see if anyone would want her old tv...like for free...guess who's hand(well both hands) waved up in the air like mad....guess....me!!!! SOLD....she said....the next day, we picked up the tv and which now sits in my empty living room....yeah....the kids got home from school and just about fell over.....this is all that was said:&lt;br /&gt;Leka:  'what?  where did this come from?'&lt;br /&gt;Tane: 'wow, it likes the movie theater came home'&lt;br /&gt;SAm: smiles, 'mom, where did you get the money, I thought we were broke'&lt;br /&gt;Simon: 'oh my gush, so cool, we can actually just watch movies on this, mom'&lt;br /&gt;(a little later Danny walks in....)&lt;br /&gt;Danny: "okay mom, seriously, where did you get all the money for this"..."you complain about being broke and then you get this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:......okay relax......I got it from a friend at work.....&lt;br /&gt;Sam:  "what kind of friend"&lt;br /&gt;Me:  before Sam finished...I replied "my boyfriend"......oh the looks (more like the evil looks) all gave me...priceless....just like this new (well new to us) tv...priceless.....thank you again Ms Frannie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-66194715554675699?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/66194715554675699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=66194715554675699' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/66194715554675699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/66194715554675699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/10/thank-you-frannie.html' title='thank you, frannie...'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Suu1QGM3xuI/AAAAAAAAAk4/wnw2e4zh5gQ/s72-c/tv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-632235810868067079</id><published>2009-10-28T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T22:17:01.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BBRRRRRRR</title><content type='html'>Clear55°F&lt;br /&gt;Feels like: 55°F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All times shown are local to Phoenix.&lt;br /&gt; Today  Hi: 62° &lt;br /&gt;Lo: 47° &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Partly Cloudy &lt;br /&gt;6 PM  56° &lt;br /&gt;Partly Cloudy &lt;br /&gt;9 PM  56° &lt;br /&gt;Partly Cloudy &lt;br /&gt;Midnight  52° &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I got to Danny's practice around 7pmish and 10 minutes of sitting down, I almost couldn't feel my toes...so a whole bunch of moms went to the QT to get some hot cocoa and other hot beverages...the reading the car was 52 degrees and that was 7ish....yes I couldn't wait for the cooler weather but wasn't it just perfect yesterday and today felt like Alaska....so I've heard...I've never been there but it was freezing.....I had left a couple of sweatshirts in the van from our last trip to Prescott and boy was I grateful it was there....smelled a little but I didn't care I was warm...Danny's practice was over and as soon as got to the van, Danny goes:"mom, turn the heater on, I need to 'de-isolate' my muscles'....I'm all: "what?" and Danny goes: "mann hitting the ground in this cold feels like hitting rocks....I need to defrost!"...needless to say that was the whole conversation was about how he couldn't feel his fingers...poor baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-632235810868067079?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/632235810868067079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=632235810868067079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/632235810868067079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/632235810868067079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/10/bbrrrrrrr.html' title='BBRRRRRRR'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-3762821221933820506</id><published>2009-10-27T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T22:57:09.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"My yoke is Easy and my burden is Light"</title><content type='html'>"My yoke is Easy and my burden is Light" (Matthew 11:30)&lt;br /&gt;"My yoke is Easy and my&lt;em&gt; burden&lt;/em&gt; is Light"&lt;br /&gt;"my yoke is easy and my &lt;em&gt;Burden&lt;/em&gt; is light"&lt;br /&gt;"my yoke is easy and my &lt;em&gt;BURDEN&lt;/em&gt; is light&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to say it as many times as I can to feel its power but for some reason every time I get to burden, there's this heavy dull lingering sound that just makes it heavy and difficult to say....in all honesty, these words are simple and easy, however, the actions behind it.....is not easy by all means....can this be the adversary? At this very moment. Maybe.  Who am I fooling?  Obviously not these bill collectors who stalks my phone messages and my mailbox.  Seems the harder one tries the harder and complicated it becomes.  Why. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the one chapter I opened my scriptures to this morning and all day I've pondered on it and the more I thought about this simple verse, the more my day was just not feeling right.....work load was busy but not complicated busy, only a couple of phone calls from kids during work but not anything complicating, finally got home about 730p but that's not unusual, cooked dinner, ate, scripture study, family prayer, kids off to bed and I'm sitting here still pondering on this very verse....."My yoke is EASY and my burden is LIGHT".  I think me, myself and I are the ones making things complicated.....I guess I need to fully understand that HE, HIMSELF is easy to learn and understand and simple, once I do that, my burdens would be light....I think.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-3762821221933820506?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/3762821221933820506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=3762821221933820506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/3762821221933820506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/3762821221933820506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-yoke-is-easy-and-my-burden-is-light.html' title='&quot;My yoke is Easy and my burden is Light&quot;'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-4644463645033967340</id><published>2009-10-25T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T22:17:19.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'it is not civil'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SuUvSmYCa6I/AAAAAAAAAkw/x6U3abL8D68/s1600-h/bodybuilder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SuUvSmYCa6I/AAAAAAAAAkw/x6U3abL8D68/s200/bodybuilder.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396771725058927522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'and it is not right!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reading one of my chapter assingment about abuse and this is the picture that first appeared on the top of the page......okay.....seriously...what's abusive about this?....so okay maybe their arms are a little defined? and maybe their chest are a little bit more in depth as far as ....well...heck it looks good!....but why can't they just look pretty....oh so pretty.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the more serious note...this is what happens when you take drugs....illegal drugs...like body building drugs.... don't do it!!! It is bad for you!!...instead....take the kind of drugs that lasts an eternity....the &lt;em&gt;scriptures&lt;/em&gt;..you silly people!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-4644463645033967340?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/4644463645033967340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=4644463645033967340' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/4644463645033967340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/4644463645033967340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-is-not-civil.html' title='&apos;it is not civil&apos;'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SuUvSmYCa6I/AAAAAAAAAkw/x6U3abL8D68/s72-c/bodybuilder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-8908793074793254980</id><published>2009-10-22T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T00:27:36.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PERSONALITY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SuAHNrHF3HI/AAAAAAAAAko/Tm-ij0E9r_M/s1600-h/me.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 171px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SuAHNrHF3HI/AAAAAAAAAko/Tm-ij0E9r_M/s200/me.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395320285082016882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word &lt;em&gt;"personality"&lt;/em&gt; originates from the Latin &lt;em&gt;persona&lt;/em&gt;, which means &lt;em&gt;mask&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking down!  Today, the mask came off!  For the last couple of months, I've been tested with physical medical problems, emotional stress, financial insecurities and let down, and today, today I finally let it all go.  This is not my personality, I am a fun, loving, compassionate, patient individual.  I will worry no more about physical medical problems, emotional stresses, and financial woes!  They mean nothing to me!  I will always have them.  They are called T R I A L S!  I chose it in the premortal life! I need to except it!  No longer will I wear a mask to cover it up!  They just keep on coming no what how much and what "mask" I wear!  It took me 4 years 4 months 22 days and 4 years of college to figure out!  I just realized I need to surrender to my REAL personality.  Because.  I CHOSE IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-8908793074793254980?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/8908793074793254980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=8908793074793254980' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/8908793074793254980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/8908793074793254980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/10/personality.html' title='PERSONALITY'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SuAHNrHF3HI/AAAAAAAAAko/Tm-ij0E9r_M/s72-c/me.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-1626894750105476432</id><published>2009-10-04T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T15:54:16.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>General Conference 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Sskiq5nEzqI/AAAAAAAAAkY/96wew_MXaCA/s1600-h/holder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 175px; height: 175px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Sskiq5nEzqI/AAAAAAAAAkY/96wew_MXaCA/s200/holder.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388876549540073122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love General Conference! I love that we can just 'lazy' around the house in our jammies! I love that my children all gather at my feet with their own individual blankets rolled up looking at the leaders our church and I love that they can point those General Authorities by name, well, some of the ones they know!  I love that they shout President Thomas S Monson's name and his counselors! And, we ALL love hearing and feeling the spirit when the TAbernacle Choir sings! Each Conference I walk away with renewed testimony of the truthfulness of the gospel and how firm a foundation I am teaching my children that we BELONG to the one TRUE Church of Jesus Christ and that we are the Latter Day Saints! From L.Whitney Clayton's talk of 'Burdens' yesterday to David A Bednar's talk of being "More Diligent and Concern at Home with being more consistent with telling my children that I love them! And to Jeffrey R Holland with the Book of Mormon and the Declaration and witnesess that in this book holds the TRUE words of God!  And to our President and Prophet Thomas S Monson and how I have gained a testimony of this great being as a CHOSEN prophet and that he does CONVERSE with Heavenly Father and his son Jesus Christ!  I have a TESTIMONY with this General Conference because somewhere during the Conference I closed my eyes for a moment and during that moment somehow in my conscious mind I know I was watching the Conference, but then, as President Monson was talking on the mountain, he was surrounded by all these men behind him wearing black suits with white shirts and ties some with suits more of those changes of times, I woke up to President Monson's talk and kind of dazed at this particular dream; and what I know and felt while watching him from far was that these men who stood around him and behind him were Prophets!  How awesome was that! I have a testimony that President Thomas S Monson is a MAN OF GOD! (I had to post this dream before I forget)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-1626894750105476432?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/1626894750105476432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=1626894750105476432' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/1626894750105476432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/1626894750105476432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/10/general-conference-2009.html' title='General Conference 2009'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Sskiq5nEzqI/AAAAAAAAAkY/96wew_MXaCA/s72-c/holder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-1938919117763475310</id><published>2009-10-03T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T21:06:17.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wah wah (sobs..sniffles...)wah wah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Ssgb3Y4dLvI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/YDT2JDWYrYY/s1600-h/DEETEE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 65px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Ssgb3Y4dLvI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/YDT2JDWYrYY/s200/DEETEE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388587592534798066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate to report on this one...and Danny begged me not to post in the 'family blog' but I feel I must.....You see...the football team he plays for the PATRIOTS have been undefeated for like 4 years straight and was pretty much well known in the League as the team to stay away from.....anyhoo...this is Danny's 2nd year with the PATRIOTS and he LOVES this team and everyone and especially his coaches and the coaches loves him and treat him as their own son which is awesome because he(Danny) gets to hear those coaches yell at him.....I like that...they are hard on him on the field, off the field and practice is overwhelmingly painful, for Danny of course...but it's that 'tough love' he so needs!! anyhoo.. back to this post....&lt;br /&gt;tonight they played a team from Scottsdale, the same team that Patriots won last year with like 56 to Scottsdale's '0'.  And Patriots were to play them again as their last game last year but Snottsdale forfeited...wah....so this year...there was much anticipation of playing from the other team...and today....Scottsdale scored 3 touchdowns right up front within the first half....second half PATRIOTS took over only 2 points short...so yes the PATRIOTS winnning streak...broken..HENCE THE 'wah wah wah' all the way home from one particular person...however..tonight's game was probably the BEST game Danny has ever played...he had so many tackles and even took down the quarterback....it was awesome...coaches even told him that's how he needs to be playing on every game.....score (20-22)...oh well...Patriots gets to even the score with Scottsdale again on last game of the season...and then it's off to VEGAS for the Patriots to play in the Football Tournament.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danny, I'm super proud of you!!! you know that....oh by the way....you see Danny was trying to say that his 'long hair-afro' was his good luck charm....so 'we made a mutual decision' that if the Patriots continue to win, he may keep his afro, though it kills me just looking at his hair, and so with their loss this evening...guess what???...someone's afro is getting chopped ;-)....can't wait!!! Words of wisdom, son, don't make "mutual agreement with your mama"....Love You!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-1938919117763475310?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/1938919117763475310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=1938919117763475310' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/1938919117763475310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/1938919117763475310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/10/wah-wah-sobssniffleswah-wah.html' title='wah wah (sobs..sniffles...)wah wah'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Ssgb3Y4dLvI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/YDT2JDWYrYY/s72-c/DEETEE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-2014865946459619184</id><published>2009-10-01T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T22:27:05.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wow..OCTOBER...already?</title><content type='html'>It's October...you know...the month for all you can eat candies...the month before Thanksgiving...already.....like just couple more months for this year (2009)...how crazy is that....it's like wasn't it just May and then all of a sudden...Leka is talking about what he wants to be for Halloween....I'm all we'll at least it'll be awhile before halloween is here and Leka is like.."mom, today is October first that means Halloween is in 30 days.." (says with a huge grin)...where did all this time go??? I feel like I'm completely out of it...like time is ticking away and I'm looking in all these things that needs to be done......anyhoo.......................&lt;br /&gt;.....H A P P Y * * * O C T O B E R * * * Y A ' L L........... ~~0-0~~ "-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-2014865946459619184?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/2014865946459619184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=2014865946459619184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/2014865946459619184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/2014865946459619184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/10/wowoctoberalready.html' title='wow..OCTOBER...already?'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-7800011505825765648</id><published>2009-09-28T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T23:37:17.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Team J J Ja...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SsGqjU-hDPI/AAAAAAAAAkI/cMfc0jRmvsM/s1600-h/team+jacob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SsGqjU-hDPI/AAAAAAAAAkI/cMfc0jRmvsM/s200/team+jacob.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386774153214889202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even say his name......but thought I'd be fair to my 'other' friends who supports the wolf in the movie...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-7800011505825765648?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/7800011505825765648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=7800011505825765648' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/7800011505825765648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/7800011505825765648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/09/team-j-j-ja.html' title='Team J J Ja...'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SsGqjU-hDPI/AAAAAAAAAkI/cMfc0jRmvsM/s72-c/team+jacob.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-8927262089616212912</id><published>2009-09-27T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T23:50:50.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dianna Marie....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SsBar7qAodI/AAAAAAAAAkA/7K725Edtuxg/s1600-h/Picture+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SsBar7qAodI/AAAAAAAAAkA/7K725Edtuxg/s200/Picture+043.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386404865129882066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(my 'roomie' Leka giving his cousin some love...I don't remember what he did or say that he had to give her a kiss but that's Leka...who can hate him after that ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so proud of you Nana! Thank you for being humble to want my advice in how you want to shape your future!  I know you're mama is super proud of you as I am, too! Stay focus and know that I'm here (just a hop and a skip ;-])and that no matter what...I'll love you and your brother and sisters to the end of times....and maybe someday you'll want to hear the gospel and it's truthfulness it has to give...I promise you it will comfort you and guide you especially in these trying of times and all that you're going through not only yourself but with your dad and your little family!  Like Danny said to you..(ETT-endure to the end)!! hang in there and be humble!  I'm so sorry that you have to carry the loads of your little family but many blessings will come to you because Heavenly Father knows you personally and all you're going through!  We love you very much!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-8927262089616212912?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/8927262089616212912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=8927262089616212912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/8927262089616212912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/8927262089616212912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/09/dianna-marie.html' title='Dianna Marie....'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SsBar7qAodI/AAAAAAAAAkA/7K725Edtuxg/s72-c/Picture+043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-1597937550235619628</id><published>2009-09-24T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T01:15:05.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>September BDays...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SrsnU7gCMII/AAAAAAAAAj4/XarLWeB7Ge0/s1600-h/superman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SrsnU7gCMII/AAAAAAAAAj4/XarLWeB7Ge0/s200/superman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384941019974480002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SrslVDlkrvI/AAAAAAAAAjw/Gz8MG33juys/s1600-h/SAMISONI.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 168px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SrslVDlkrvI/AAAAAAAAAjw/Gz8MG33juys/s200/SAMISONI.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384938823121940210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Srshmu6uwwI/AAAAAAAAAjo/rdLzLvZ0E0Q/s1600-h/GRANDPA+AND+LEKA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 137px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Srshmu6uwwI/AAAAAAAAAjo/rdLzLvZ0E0Q/s200/GRANDPA+AND+LEKA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384934728764670722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 12, was Grandpa's 62nd birthday...all of his grandkids(15) except 1; came over and we had cake and fried chicken...just what he wanted...(not really-he really wanted a roasted pig that's been roasted over an open fire pit-but due to lack of funds and let's face it..I don't really like all that hard labor that has to do with sitting outside close to some fire pit all the while turning and turning a fat little piggy..so not into that...)...love ham and pork fried rice though ;)....after we sang..more like the grandkids sang actually more like Nani..so not an American Idol candidate but we'll keep her....serenaded grandpa on his birthday..we headed over to the Combs High football field to enjoy a great game of football..in which Patriots dominated the game.....hmmm.....We love you Grampa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...than on September 21, 2009....Samisoni Taunima turned 11 years old...wow..can't believe next here he'll be an Aaronic Priesthood holder passing Sacrament...mann my kids are getting older....that only means..I must be getting...oohhwiser ;)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to call him Soni when he was a baby and all thru his earlier childhood..now it's 'SAM'...cause it sounds 'cool' whatever...and again due to lack of funds....we sang to him and wished him a happy day and sent him to bed because I got off work late and had to pick up Danny from practice and by the time we got home it was late already and it was time for bed......here's a little something about SAM.....&lt;br /&gt;-he's super smart...too smart...&lt;br /&gt;-he questions everything and anything...(kinda annoying)&lt;br /&gt;-he's always been an honor roll kid..he's in 5th grade now and I've only made to maybe a couple..wait maybe 1 of his award ceremonies...i know..I'm a looser...&lt;br /&gt;-he's really a perfectionist..just like his dad...things are done a certain way and thats his way....however..doesn't go over well with his mom....&lt;br /&gt;-but most of all he loves his brothers and his sister(sometimes) and he misses his dad...he loves me and always giving me hugs and kisses before bedtime!!! I love you, tons...SAm....so proud of you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...than...today 09-24-09 is someone's very special day..someone is turning 8...yea!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SIMON!!!so glad you chose to be a member of our Savior's church by preparing yourself to be baptized...so very proud of you!!!Simon is the 'pleaser' in the family and the only one who seems to have perfect hearing...no matter where you are in the house or anywhere...you call his name and he always always answers...unlike the rest of his brothers and sister who have a disease called 'selective hearing'.....Simon loves to eat...loves 'chicken' and he is the only one I know that can shred a piece of chicken in seconds....he'll try any new food as long as it smells good....he's very considerate of others..except when there's chicken...than move out of his way....I look forward to your special day Simon....I love you, tons!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...next birthdays.....November...the last 2 of the tribes....phew....than we'll repeat the birthdays come january...this is where I'll pretend my daughter still 13...I refuse to believe she'll be 17 in a few months...ahhhh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-1597937550235619628?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/1597937550235619628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=1597937550235619628' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/1597937550235619628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/1597937550235619628'/><link 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bed and all in the house have retreated to their own destined area, all but one...my roomie(Leka) of course.....as I stared at the computer trying to concentrate, he asks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leka: "mom, mom, mama, what's dibetes?&lt;br /&gt;Me:  "what?"&lt;br /&gt;Leka: "I said, whats dibetes?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "what are you watching?"&lt;br /&gt;Leka: "can you just answer me!"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "its someone who has a blood sugar problem"&lt;br /&gt;Leka: "and whats unique technique dibetes?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "what are you talking about, where did you hear that?"&lt;br /&gt;Leka: "can you just tell me!sheeshh mom you never listen, if you care about me you tell me what unique technique dibetes?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "excuse me? and why do you need to know? you are way too smart for your own good, you don't need to know that"&lt;br /&gt;Leka: "mom, maybe thats what i have a diseases technique diabetes because I have too much sugar sometimes thats why I ask too much question cause i need to know, I'm growed up now and i need to know" (saying all these yawning and sounding really tired)....maybe that's why he was given benadryl to relax from all the running around and screaming and fighting with everyone else....ahhh peace at last.....so good nite to all!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-5461369184885425548?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/5461369184885425548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=5461369184885425548' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/5461369184885425548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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up...time to go to school&lt;br /&gt;Leka: mom, but my legs are asleep&lt;br /&gt;Simon: mom, Leka is mean on the bus and at school too&lt;br /&gt;Leka: simon, i just said my legs are sleep still, don't you care?&lt;br /&gt;Tane: mom, it's 7:05&lt;br /&gt;Sam: mom, my throat hurts...sigh&lt;br /&gt;Me: Leka get going brush your teeth..&lt;br /&gt;Tane: mom, it's 7:06&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sam, does it hurt to where you can't swallow or it just tickles and you think it hurts&lt;br /&gt;Sam: mom, I told you last night my throat hurted and you just tell me to go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Leka: simon can you get my folder over there and go to game room and get my homework paper on the floor by the desk and put it in my back pack in your room?&lt;br /&gt;Simon: Leka, i'm not your servant, gosh...(turns around and stomps off a few minutes later walks back in with Leka's back pack in tow) love this kid!&lt;br /&gt;Me: hurry, it's time for prayer..&lt;br /&gt;Tane: mom, it's 07:20&lt;br /&gt;Leka: mom where's my socks, simon get my socks....oh never mind....&lt;br /&gt;Tane: mom, i'll just say our prayer and we can do scriptures tonight..&lt;br /&gt;Me: oh okay...&lt;br /&gt;Leka: hey Simon, I hear the bus can if you go there tell the lady bus driver to wait for me.&lt;br /&gt;Simon: NO!&lt;br /&gt;......ahh..and off they went....and he made it to the bus.....things are well in the Taunima household...can we say someone is a little 'bossy?'.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-23841447029458169?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/23841447029458169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=23841447029458169' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/23841447029458169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/23841447029458169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/09/random-conversations.html' title='random conversations....'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-4698255880818237009</id><published>2009-09-05T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T22:17:35.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rah! rah! sis-boom-bah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SqNCICTcKXI/AAAAAAAAAjY/DjIjgkR4r6A/s1600-h/DANNY+BOY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 102px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SqNCICTcKXI/AAAAAAAAAjY/DjIjgkR4r6A/s200/DANNY+BOY.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378215085835299186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this is a picture of danny when he turned 11 and started going to 'webelos')..&lt;br /&gt;...hard to believe he's 13 now and weighs about 215 and is 5'9.........he's probably not gonna like this picture...but I don't have any new ones......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...as previously posted earlier this morning...today is Taniela's birthday and in rememberence of this special day, usually we take balloons, flowers and a treat to share at the cememtary as we've always done in the past 3 years....however today...not only was it raining with lighting and thumbing thunder but it was also Danny's first game of the season and it was to Prescott, AZ.......so...before Danny left with one of his coach for the game....the one thing he wanted to do for his dad was to go and wish him a happy day at the cemetary but because they were pushing for time..he wanted me and the rest of the kiddos to go on without him....Danny's message to his dad:&lt;br /&gt;"tell dad, i wish he was going with me to watch me, and that i wish him a happy birthday and I love him and miss him alot and to wish me luck!"....&lt;br /&gt;Danny left with his coach and me and the kiddos went to the cemetary spent some time there and we said our good byes and left with a bit of sadness and our hearts was empty and as we drove off, tears were fallen.  We ended up driving the 2 hr drive to Prescott to see Danny and the surprise on his face when we showed up with my nephew who plays for Mesa High....priceless.....Danny played well tonight and he was even the kicker 2x and that was unexpected on my part...i didn't even know he could kick a ball...i just thought he was there to tackle the opponent....and he does it so well.....the coaches told me today Danny did an exceptional job this evening and they knew he had that in him but tonight was different...i asked danny about it and he says he felt his dad was there with him the whole time....Danny got to play almost the whole game and it was awesome...sorry for being proud....I'm glad he got to feel his dad there and I'm glad he was 'intune' with the spirit to feel that..even in such a sport.....I love you danny...i'm proud of you! and you see....dad is with you all the time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH BY THE WAY, THE SCORE???.....&lt;strong&gt;46-0&lt;/strong&gt;..YEP...PATRIOTS WIN..(we were told this team had been playing 2 games already and have won both their games..until today...when the Patriots showed up ;]....)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-4698255880818237009?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/4698255880818237009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=4698255880818237009' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/4698255880818237009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/4698255880818237009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/09/rah-rah-sis-boom-bah.html' title='rah! rah! sis-boom-bah!'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SqNCICTcKXI/AAAAAAAAAjY/DjIjgkR4r6A/s72-c/DANNY+BOY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-7712188665596870300</id><published>2009-09-05T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T02:50:05.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love love you dad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SqIyD1pqI1I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/zZApQYbNpEw/s1600-h/SWORD_STUNNERS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SqIyD1pqI1I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/zZApQYbNpEw/s200/SWORD_STUNNERS.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377915946556597074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday dad....we miss you sooo much!! Danny's playing his first game today...he wants to you there dad to root for him....he tells mom that when all the boys on the team look out to find their dads and their families, he gets sad that he doesn't see your face....we love you dad....wish you are here to celebrate with us! Oh we need you, I need you! I miss you, mom misses you alot..she's been having some health issues lately but I know she's worked too hard for us since you died...I'm looking after the boys as much as I can and mom is doing the best she can but it doesn't take away the loneliness we feel that you are not physically here....I've been a little sensitive to mom lately and sometimes I just need to hear your voice again....so hard to go on without your guidance....the boys are doing good..fighting all the time but we work it out....Happy Birthday DaddyO! WE MISS YOU EVERYDAY! WE LOVE YOU EVERYDAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-7712188665596870300?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/7712188665596870300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=7712188665596870300' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/7712188665596870300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/7712188665596870300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-love-you-dad.html' title='love love you dad!'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SqIyD1pqI1I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/zZApQYbNpEw/s72-c/SWORD_STUNNERS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-49086438498613978</id><published>2009-09-03T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T18:07:43.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..i just had to...</title><content type='html'>So, i dont watch family guy, but this commercial came on last night as i was trying to get settled and eat my dinner....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cNkp4QF3we8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cNkp4QF3we8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does this sound familiar to any of you mom's? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, the other day I noticed a habit my children often do.  Like for example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example 1:  When one dear child of mines is speaking to me, the other fruit of my loins decide to talk to me at the same time.  I have no clue what planet my children are living on when they do this, but they act like mom is superwoman and can listen to all of them at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example 2: Whenever we are all together and it is very quiet, one children will say, "mom".  As soon as that one particular child says it, its a domino effect from there.  They all decide to say "mom", all the while trying to get my attention at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least,  Example 3, [my favorite one :( ] :&lt;br /&gt;Saying "Mom, mom, mummy, mom, mo-oom, mother, mama, mom" for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids.....you gotta love em!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-49086438498613978?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/49086438498613978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=49086438498613978' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/49086438498613978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/49086438498613978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-just-had-to.html' title='..i just had to...'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-1653821107597898752</id><published>2009-08-31T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T22:04:05.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday..Keleni Finau Latu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SpyppbM9DMI/AAAAAAAAAiw/buQrrx9V688/s1600-h/mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376358584315350210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SpyppbM9DMI/AAAAAAAAAiw/buQrrx9V688/s200/mom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Spypgrhd7eI/AAAAAAAAAio/GbxTdMFXeP0/s1600-h/moms.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376358434077535714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/Spypgrhd7eI/AAAAAAAAAio/GbxTdMFXeP0/s200/moms.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, sis!  wow..the big 40 today....hope they sang happy day to you up there!  I love you!  Thank you being the person that you were..always smiling and always willing to give even when it was your last $1....I miss our talks, our laughs....I miss having my sister here with me...I have so much to say.....it's been 3 years since you've left...how lucky are they up there in Heaven that you're there......send my love to my taniela and our love to our brother........Love you finau! Forever in our Hearts!!&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/4885110198647734671-1653821107597898752?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/1653821107597898752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=1653821107597898752' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/1653821107597898752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/1653821107597898752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthdaykeleni-finau-latu.html' title='Happy birthday..Keleni Finau Latu'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SpyppbM9DMI/AAAAAAAAAiw/buQrrx9V688/s72-c/mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-1800489270030270103</id><published>2009-08-30T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T21:54:45.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..so proud....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SptURXKtemI/AAAAAAAAAig/tzzCjb8PYf8/s1600-h/SULU&amp;amp;&amp;amp;NANI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375983237450267234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SptURXKtemI/AAAAAAAAAig/tzzCjb8PYf8/s200/SULU%26%26NANI.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know I shouldn't be so proud.......but....I'm just gonna make an exception for today.....you see...yesterday, I get home with 4 of my boys from the Temple and this sweet baby girl of mine tells me that she told one a friend of hers, who is also in our Stake, that we would go and help her family out at the Soup Kitchen today after Stake Conference and at first I was like "yes, of course" and than later on by last night, I was going through all the things I needed to get done before Monday and I changed my mind.....so today after Stake conference, my sis-in-law and her sister and my nieces and nephews were over to visit and so I managed to convince Nani that I shouldn't go but that Sulu(my sis-in-law's sister) should go with her. You see...the Soup Kitchen is where the Homeless go for food and shelter and everyday some one else and other families volunteer to help cook and serve these less fortunate.  In all honesty, the more I thought about it after they left, the more I felt guilty for not going because here I am teaching my kids great blessings of sacrifices and I let her down......She definitely came back with a renewed testimony that though here we are living from paycheck to paycheck with no money in the bank, yet we have food on the table and roof over our head and sleeping in the comfort of an air conditioned home and she says to see the eyes of these people, men, women, and even children.....she felt compelled to just give each one more spoonfull of what she was serving......now i really feel bad.....I'm so proud of you Nani .......THANK YOU for the examples you give and show not only your brothers but to me!!  I love you for your humbleness and your goofy personality!  I am proud of you!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-1800489270030270103?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/1800489270030270103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=1800489270030270103' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/1800489270030270103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/1800489270030270103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-proud.html' title='..so proud....'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SptURXKtemI/AAAAAAAAAig/tzzCjb8PYf8/s72-c/SULU%26%26NANI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-3925246432561275902</id><published>2009-08-30T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T18:01:22.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"onward, christain soldiers"........</title><content type='html'>(E....N......D.....S)......(given by Brother Mccloud of the Ironwood Ward) .... this is what we got from Stake Conference today.....it was awesome......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E......live by EXAMPLES.....to others and those around you......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N......make it the NORM......in your daily doings with living a CHRISTlike life......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D......preach and live the DOCTRINES....not just any doctrines...but THE DOCTRINES of our   Father in Heaven and his commandments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S......SHARE the GOSPEL with those around you...you may never know who is NEEDING to hear it.........'nuf said......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, go now now my sons....go and earn thy feathers.....and preach the gospel of Jesus Christ and his ATONEMENT!!  "ONWARD, EVER ONWARD!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-3925246432561275902?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/3925246432561275902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=3925246432561275902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/3925246432561275902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/3925246432561275902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/08/onward-christain-soldiers.html' title='&quot;onward, christain soldiers&quot;........'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-177546444282015153</id><published>2009-08-29T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T23:20:19.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..he's my nephew....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SpoYnXDfphI/AAAAAAAAAiY/wBA8w6XaDg4/s1600-h/PHP4A99D59E00D34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375636169702745618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SpoYnXDfphI/AAAAAAAAAiY/wBA8w6XaDg4/s200/PHP4A99D59E00D34.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ....his mom would've been proud.....last night we went to my sister's only son's football game and yes he goes to the same school I graduated from.....go MIGHTY JACKRABBITS!!!!...he was phenomenal...he plays center and THE BEST.....they've started new traditions since I went to high school and you think this kid looks like he's been playing....they haven't even started....this is one of the new traditions....with the HAKA...calling the past MIGHTY JACKRABBITS WARRIOR HAKA for courage and strength to play hard against Cesar Chavez....AND YES THEY DID...YOU KNOW!!!!...score.....21-7...Rabbits won!!!! After the game they sang the 'CARRY ON' song and it was weird to hear it again and I even remembered some parts of the song and sang right along...CARRY ON !!!!....I am so proud you Lote!!!! YOU are going far and I know your mama was right there beside you!!!! Love you Lots!!!!&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/4885110198647734671-177546444282015153?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/177546444282015153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=177546444282015153' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/177546444282015153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/177546444282015153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/08/hes-my-nephew.html' title='..he&apos;s my nephew....'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SpoYnXDfphI/AAAAAAAAAiY/wBA8w6XaDg4/s72-c/PHP4A99D59E00D34.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-4677193430407015482</id><published>2009-08-29T12:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T13:26:20.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm going there someday"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SpmHGuvNVsI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/cCbD04E9dKg/s1600-h/5259_MESAAZ_st.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375476179938399938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SpmHGuvNVsI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/cCbD04E9dKg/s200/5259_MESAAZ_st.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today was our ward's Primary Activity Day and it was to be held at the Temple Visitor's Center for their tour.  In all honesty, I woke up this morning about 0550and just went back to sleep...yes, I wanted to pretend to oversleep....my littlest one woke me up and that it was 7:55 and that we are going to be late for the Temple, I turned around and say's "do you want to go?" and the reply was "YES"!.....as we were driving I thought...here my boys willingly wanting to go and here I am trying to make excuses....but one child interupted my thoughts...and said this: "mom, remember our family home evening about the blessings of sacrifice?"....okay okay...the guilt trip......we were late to our group (whatelse is new-we're always late) and so we continued on with the tour and each kid got a placque of this quote : "We are going there,&lt;em&gt; SOMEDAY&lt;/em&gt;"...I thought...oh if only my boys would remember that.....everyone in our tour group left and the Roberts and me and my children wanted to hang out and watch a movie and the only movie that was to start next was the "Joseph Smith movie".  So we all went in but in the middle of the movie...the Roberts left and all I heard was Lizzie whispering that she couldn't "take anymore of this" and walked out....ahhh of course during this time was when they(bad people) had taken Joseph from his sleep and had burned his skin with tar and feather and I was balling my eyes out and no wonder poor Lizzie girl couldn't take it......my boys and I sat there and for that moment I watched my boys look while Joseph Smith and his brother was in Jail and to hear our Heavenly Father confirm to him that "our adversities and our trials" here on earth is but a mere small moment in time.....through tears and nostril drips, these words of our Father in Heaven stayed with me because of all these trials and tribulations that &lt;em&gt;I am &lt;/em&gt;going thru now...is but a mere speck of a moment.....and that I need to have FAITH that ALL IS WELL and that HE knows me and what's in my heart.  I have a testimony of Joseph Smith and the Restoration of the gospel!  He endured SO MUCH PAIN yet, held on this FAITH and the words of our Father in Heaven....I have a TESTIMONY of the TEMPLE and that marvelous and wonderful miracles happen there....and if we are still enough and listen...we can hear the sound of heavenly music........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-I love to see the Temple, I'm going there SOMEDAY-(gives me goosebumbs)....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the way home, each boy were in such deep conversations with their experiences during the movie and this is how it went:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sam:  'mom, i can't wait to be 19 so i can go and teach the gospel'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tane: 'mom, remember during the time they put feathers on Joseph Smith, my heart hurted for him and I almost cried'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Simon: 'mom, you know when he was small and Joseph Smith's dad told his mom to leave and they were going to do something to his leg, i was gonna cry because i didn't know what was going to happen to him and his mom was crying outside, that was sad'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Leka: 'when the bad people and when that dark voice was telling Joseph Smith he was a fool, yeah...I wanted to cry because Joseph Smith was trying to follow Jesus Christ like when he died on the cross for us'..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sam: 'that movie was so neat, it makes me stronger in what i believe in'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ME: "what do you believe in, Sam?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sam: 'like, my testimony, I believe that Jesus is the Christ, and that the scriptures ARE true and Joseph Smith restored the gospel....that's what I believe!'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AAHHHH.....my work is done.....how great is this day.....for my boys to feel such a spirit and to walk away from this with stronger testimonies....they all PROCLAIMED that they can't wait to be married in the TEMPLE!!!...(I'll have to remind ALL of them when they are a little older).....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Those sweet moments......now...it's been a few hours since we came home from that experience and I am hearing the fights and the screams up in the air...but oh well....at least they are being taught of the gospel and its truthfulness!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-4677193430407015482?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/4677193430407015482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=4677193430407015482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/4677193430407015482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/4677193430407015482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-going-there-someday.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m going there someday&quot;'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SpmHGuvNVsI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/cCbD04E9dKg/s72-c/5259_MESAAZ_st.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885110198647734671.post-2274782129677767143</id><published>2009-08-27T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T00:28:59.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Danny Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SpYzPjVjvgI/AAAAAAAAAiI/_ULN9edfEtw/s1600-h/05_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374539547589983746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SpYzPjVjvgI/AAAAAAAAAiI/_ULN9edfEtw/s200/05_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Happy birthday Danny Dear!!!  13 years ago....someone came into my life.....what a wonderful day that was....the labor was not long (4hrs.), the birth was easy(my first non medicated au de natural' childbirth.....boy that was rough...but...the recovery was awesome...I was up and walkin in a few hours and was home within 25 hours of giving birth....it was awesome....I went back to work in 2weeks after that....life was simple, grand and full of joy and happiness!!!...until now ;-).....just kidding....I wouldn't trade this for anything in the world....I love you, Danny! and may you have a wonderful day!  Remember, our trials and tribulations here during this time is but a speck of a moment in our ETERNAL life.......I'm humbled that I am your mom to nurture you and guide you and teach what life is all about...though you may pretend to not hear me...but I know you do listen and i am grateful for you and your examples.  You are dedicated and you're loyal to your family, friends, and your faith and I am super proud of you!!!Welcome to the 13th year of your lifespan.....may you enjoy it and learn from it!!!I love, love you!!! and I know dad is with you on this special day!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885110198647734671-2274782129677767143?l=taunimatreasures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/feeds/2274782129677767143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885110198647734671&amp;postID=2274782129677767143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/2274782129677767143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885110198647734671/posts/default/2274782129677767143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taunimatreasures.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-danny-boy.html' title='Happy Birthday Danny Boy'/><author><name>taunima treasures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05938106092656326972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SybbMGxhQeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BCbTjPCvKOY/S220/teeBOYS+with+mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAqegx4oAyI/SpYzPjVjvgI/AAAAAAAAAiI/_ULN9edfEtw/s72-c/05_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
