<?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-1140787333117770188</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:03:43.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brookie Bee</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1140787333117770188/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brookie Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072818554799035839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SYvBV0Q9TAI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2MN0Htg5gLg/S220/rainy+flower.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140787333117770188.post-5068591219828230893</id><published>2010-11-14T15:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T15:41:51.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mom, a Camera, and Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/TOBzsX5N5II/AAAAAAAAAF4/TgpnGzANpyY/s1600/Brooklyn%2527s%2Bpics.%2Bhomecoming%2Bweek%2B031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/TOBzsX5N5II/AAAAAAAAAF4/TgpnGzANpyY/s320/Brooklyn%2527s%2Bpics.%2Bhomecoming%2Bweek%2B031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539554747831149698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/TOBzsCyiXjI/AAAAAAAAAFw/C-mipntPzT4/s1600/Brooklyn%2527s%2Bpics.%2Bhomecoming%2Bweek%2B029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/TOBzsCyiXjI/AAAAAAAAAFw/C-mipntPzT4/s320/Brooklyn%2527s%2Bpics.%2Bhomecoming%2Bweek%2B029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539554742165986866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/TOBzrdQGvyI/AAAAAAAAAFo/02S5_XSGOSY/s1600/Brooklyn%2527s%2Bpics.%2Bhomecoming%2Bweek%2B024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/TOBzrdQGvyI/AAAAAAAAAFo/02S5_XSGOSY/s320/Brooklyn%2527s%2Bpics.%2Bhomecoming%2Bweek%2B024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539554732089458466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/TOBzrGzBjhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ttsCe05YrhM/s1600/Brooklyn%2527s%2Bpics.%2Bhomecoming%2Bweek%2B021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/TOBzrGzBjhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ttsCe05YrhM/s320/Brooklyn%2527s%2Bpics.%2Bhomecoming%2Bweek%2B021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539554726061903378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mom decided to take a million pics of me today! Here are just a few!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1140787333117770188-5068591219828230893?l=brookiebee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/feeds/5068591219828230893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-mom-camera-and-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1140787333117770188/posts/default/5068591219828230893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1140787333117770188/posts/default/5068591219828230893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-mom-camera-and-me.html' title='My Mom, a Camera, and Me'/><author><name>Brookie Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072818554799035839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SYvBV0Q9TAI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2MN0Htg5gLg/S220/rainy+flower.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/TOBzsX5N5II/AAAAAAAAAF4/TgpnGzANpyY/s72-c/Brooklyn%2527s%2Bpics.%2Bhomecoming%2Bweek%2B031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140787333117770188.post-7066840788708573596</id><published>2010-11-01T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T17:55:32.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Duct Tape Dress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/TM9hdFZyliI/AAAAAAAAAFY/mmfHxDnAdK4/s1600/Brooklyn%27s+pics.+summer+and+duck+tape+outfit+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/TM9hdFZyliI/AAAAAAAAAFY/mmfHxDnAdK4/s320/Brooklyn%27s+pics.+summer+and+duck+tape+outfit+103.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534749619356079650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/TM9hc1pjyTI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/F9Lgv4a-MUE/s1600/Brooklyn%27s+pics.+summer+and+duck+tape+outfit+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/TM9hc1pjyTI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/F9Lgv4a-MUE/s320/Brooklyn%27s+pics.+summer+and+duck+tape+outfit+102.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534749615127251250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this year for homecoming week, one of the days was duct tape day. Mom and I worked on my outfit for about 6 hours. And this is the final outcome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1140787333117770188-7066840788708573596?l=brookiebee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/feeds/7066840788708573596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/2010/11/duct-tape-dress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1140787333117770188/posts/default/7066840788708573596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1140787333117770188/posts/default/7066840788708573596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/2010/11/duct-tape-dress.html' title='Duct Tape Dress'/><author><name>Brookie Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072818554799035839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SYvBV0Q9TAI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2MN0Htg5gLg/S220/rainy+flower.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/TM9hdFZyliI/AAAAAAAAAFY/mmfHxDnAdK4/s72-c/Brooklyn%27s+pics.+summer+and+duck+tape+outfit+103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140787333117770188.post-4165976325346139178</id><published>2010-05-27T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T15:58:44.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swinging Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/S_74xRO8h5I/AAAAAAAAAFA/ARLiWZHaGKM/s1600/Brooklyn%27s+Pics+End+of+09+begining+of+10+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/S_74xRO8h5I/AAAAAAAAAFA/ARLiWZHaGKM/s320/Brooklyn%27s+Pics+End+of+09+begining+of+10+070.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476087722252470162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/S_74bCRJRjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/5aZkskEc_Qg/s1600/Brooklyn%27s+Pics+End+of+09+begining+of+10+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/S_74bCRJRjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/5aZkskEc_Qg/s320/Brooklyn%27s+Pics+End+of+09+begining+of+10+059.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476087340278040114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/S_74arGcp0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/LinUanIzeZA/s1600/Brooklyn%27s+Pics+End+of+09+begining+of+10+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/S_74arGcp0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/LinUanIzeZA/s320/Brooklyn%27s+Pics+End+of+09+begining+of+10+058.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476087334059157314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/S_74ZomMaUI/AAAAAAAAAEo/De1BI9zGR7Q/s1600/Brooklyn%27s+Pics+End+of+09+begining+of+10+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/S_74ZomMaUI/AAAAAAAAAEo/De1BI9zGR7Q/s320/Brooklyn%27s+Pics+End+of+09+begining+of+10+056.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476087316207135042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/S_74ZXBmJSI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uWlGoxImbp8/s1600/Brooklyn%27s+Pics+End+of+09+begining+of+10+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/S_74ZXBmJSI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uWlGoxImbp8/s320/Brooklyn%27s+Pics+End+of+09+begining+of+10+066.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476087311490229538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/S_74Y06lBNI/AAAAAAAAAEY/1py5eG3TVfM/s1600/Brooklyn%27s+Pics+End+of+09+begining+of+10+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/S_74Y06lBNI/AAAAAAAAAEY/1py5eG3TVfM/s320/Brooklyn%27s+Pics+End+of+09+begining+of+10+057.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476087302333990098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...if you have never heard of the swinging tree well here you have it. Last weekend Lorie, her girls, Brendan, one of Brendan's friends Seth, Dustin and Lindsey and their kids and my siblings and I went to the swinging tree! It is kinda scary. You are holding onto a rope that is hanging from a tree on the side of the mountain!! Its LOADS of fun!! Here are a few pics! For the adults the goal was first to see who could get the highest and then on to how many spins you can get before you get to the ground. We even got Grandpa and Grandma Lynette on it but my camera died so I wasn't able to get pics of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1140787333117770188-4165976325346139178?l=brookiebee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/feeds/4165976325346139178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/2010/05/swinging-tree.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1140787333117770188/posts/default/4165976325346139178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1140787333117770188/posts/default/4165976325346139178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/2010/05/swinging-tree.html' title='Swinging Tree'/><author><name>Brookie Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072818554799035839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SYvBV0Q9TAI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2MN0Htg5gLg/S220/rainy+flower.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/S_74xRO8h5I/AAAAAAAAAFA/ARLiWZHaGKM/s72-c/Brooklyn%27s+Pics+End+of+09+begining+of+10+070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140787333117770188.post-1974763303694964845</id><published>2010-05-27T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T15:47:22.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain, Rain, and More Rain!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/S_72TmRxbEI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dGPLgyeHONk/s1600/rain-puddle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/S_72TmRxbEI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dGPLgyeHONk/s320/rain-puddle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476085013482138690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we need the rain but really? Come on at least ONE can be a thunderstorm can't it!! It has been raining ALL day here in the little town of Moore Idaho. I am just SO ready for the sun to come out!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1140787333117770188-1974763303694964845?l=brookiebee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/feeds/1974763303694964845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/2010/05/rain-rain-and-more-rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1140787333117770188/posts/default/1974763303694964845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1140787333117770188/posts/default/1974763303694964845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/2010/05/rain-rain-and-more-rain.html' title='Rain, Rain, and More Rain!!'/><author><name>Brookie Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072818554799035839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SYvBV0Q9TAI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2MN0Htg5gLg/S220/rainy+flower.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/S_72TmRxbEI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dGPLgyeHONk/s72-c/rain-puddle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140787333117770188.post-2130842372299816646</id><published>2010-04-25T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T17:14:06.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nose Surgery or Nose Job (as some may call it)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/S9Tajg2wcII/AAAAAAAAAEI/r1MYQFwX2LU/s1600/Brooklyn%27s+surgury+Nov+09+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/S9Tajg2wcII/AAAAAAAAAEI/r1MYQFwX2LU/s320/Brooklyn%27s+surgury+Nov+09+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464232551557132418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well before I tell you what happened I better tell you HOW it happened and came to be. Back in 1st grade I broke my nose. We went to the doctor and he said that because it didn't bleed, I didn't break it. Well it was pretty obvious that I did. You could tell in my school pictures. Anyway...last October, in cheer, me and one of my cheer team members hit heads when we caught our flier. Her tooth cut sliced part of her lip and hit my nose. Well after that I had trouble breathing through it. We went in to the doctor and they took x-rays and said that I HAD in fact broken my nose. He gave me some medician to help me so that I could breath. Lets just say...it worked for a bit but it wouldn't last long. &lt;br /&gt;So the doctor sent me over to an ear nose and throat specilist in Idaho Falls. The doctor that I went to said that my seineses were all messed up and bent and what not. He said that he could do surgery and if I wanted he could fix the lump, I guess you could call it, in my nose but cutting some slits in to it. Well, I always wanted to get it fixed after it happened, and mom knew that and so we said yes, we want you to fix it too. &lt;br /&gt;Surgery was then scedualed to happen two days before Thanksgiving. I went in for surgery at 6:30 in the morning. Got preped and went into surgery. While I was still out of it, the doctor told my parents that it was actually worse then he thought it was going to be, but he still was able to fix it. &lt;br /&gt;When I went back to school, they started calling my "MJ" if you get what I am saying. Thats where the term Barbie came into play along with Nose job. Haha it becomes normal after awhile to answer to Barbie. But I really don't care, AT LEAST I CAN BREATHE!! Plus I love my nose. To me it looks different but to others it may not. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway...here are some pictures the day I got out of surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/S9TZc77Yn_I/AAAAAAAAAD4/i0nCNYyX1Ak/s1600/Brooklyn%27s+surgury+Nov+09+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/S9TZc77Yn_I/AAAAAAAAAD4/i0nCNYyX1Ak/s320/Brooklyn%27s+surgury+Nov+09+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464231339053588466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha ok, no laughing at Mr. Teady Bear. There was a nurse at the doctors office and while I was waiting to go in for surgery she gave it to me. She said that I might be too old for it but she thought I might like to have a friend in surgery with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/S9TZ-FuNauI/AAAAAAAAAEA/YrSja2cXDF0/s1600/Brooklyn%27s+surgury+Nov+09+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/S9TZ-FuNauI/AAAAAAAAAEA/YrSja2cXDF0/s320/Brooklyn%27s+surgury+Nov+09+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464231908618365666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1140787333117770188-2130842372299816646?l=brookiebee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/feeds/2130842372299816646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/2010/04/nose-surgery-or-nose-job-as-some-may.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1140787333117770188/posts/default/2130842372299816646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1140787333117770188/posts/default/2130842372299816646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/2010/04/nose-surgery-or-nose-job-as-some-may.html' title='Nose Surgery or Nose Job (as some may call it)'/><author><name>Brookie Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072818554799035839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SYvBV0Q9TAI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2MN0Htg5gLg/S220/rainy+flower.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/S9Tajg2wcII/AAAAAAAAAEI/r1MYQFwX2LU/s72-c/Brooklyn%27s+surgury+Nov+09+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140787333117770188.post-4956813199601773649</id><published>2009-12-28T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T15:15:56.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time No See</title><content type='html'>Well it has been a long while since I have updated my blog. I guess most of it is because we got moved into our new house and I have been busy with things in school.&lt;br /&gt;To start off, I am now a Freshman at Butte High, a cheerleader, am on the drill team, am finishing up my driver's ed course and am still playing the flute.&lt;br /&gt;Freshman:Being in High School is SO much fun. I am able to not only have friends in my class but in other classes as well.  This year I was able to go to Natural Helpers where I got to learn how to help others in different situations. The skills I learned there I am able to use in school.&lt;br /&gt;Cheerleader: I am one of the seven cheerleaders at Butte High. Being a cheerleader is so fun. Through being a cheerleader I have been able to connect with the student body better during games. I was kind of worried about the seniors moving into high school but seeing them at games has helped me not to be afraid of them. I am also a base when we stunt for my stunt group and also a back spot for another stunt group. Go PIRATES!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Drill Team: Mom knows how much I enjoy dancing and after the drill team's first performance she said that she would talk to the teacher and get me on the team because I would help make them look better. So far I have only done one dance with them but I had fun doing it.&lt;br /&gt;Driver's Ed: I am taking driver's ed from the coolest teacher, Mr. Taylor, or as most people know him, Mr. T. He is crazy but always is looking for a way to have fun. I have a few hours left to drive before I have to start my 50 hours of driving with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;Flute: Yes, I am still playing the flute, and if you didn't know I also learned to play the clarinet and the piccolo (a smaller flute that is a higher octave). The interesting thing about being in band is that we also have a pep band, and as it is part of my grade I have to participate. There are two cheerleaders in band Leah and myself. We play warm ups with the pep band in our skirts/ uniform, and after that we have to hurry to stand in line for the National Anthem.  &lt;br /&gt;Well I think that is about all that I have been up to.&lt;br /&gt;Ta Ta For Now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/Szk7-UdQhnI/AAAAAAAAADw/0bSu8MMNVJ0/s1600-h/Butte+Pirates+Banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 59px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/Szk7-UdQhnI/AAAAAAAAADw/0bSu8MMNVJ0/s320/Butte+Pirates+Banner.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420429568346457714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1140787333117770188-4956813199601773649?l=brookiebee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/feeds/4956813199601773649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/2009/12/long-time-no-see.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1140787333117770188/posts/default/4956813199601773649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1140787333117770188/posts/default/4956813199601773649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/2009/12/long-time-no-see.html' title='Long Time No See'/><author><name>Brookie Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072818554799035839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SYvBV0Q9TAI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2MN0Htg5gLg/S220/rainy+flower.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/Szk7-UdQhnI/AAAAAAAAADw/0bSu8MMNVJ0/s72-c/Butte+Pirates+Banner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140787333117770188.post-6516421391731061981</id><published>2009-05-24T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T14:46:04.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Finger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so like about two months ago now, I was playing basketball during lunch and jambed my finger. We didn't think that it was that bad but last month I went into the doctor and he said that is was like the bone was fusing it's self together. So he sent me over to a doctor in Blackfoot, and this doctor said that I would have to wear this brace for a month and then come back and see how it was doing and if it had straightened. Well last Thursday we went back and it still hasn't straightened. He then said that I have to wear the brace while I sleep and when I come back in June if it still hasn't straightened out then I will have to have surgery. But the thing is with this brace, all it feels like it is doing is prying my finger straight. Then when I take it off it goes back down to the shape it's at now. AND what doesn't help is the fact that it is on my LEFT hand. So, you can take a look at the pictures and tell me what you think will happen, but my mom and I think that will end up having surgery. By the way I would show you a picture of what it looks like now but it looks just like the first one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/Shm-z05q0tI/AAAAAAAAADY/NHGFUflCPa0/s1600-h/My+pinky+one+moth+after.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339508630807565010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/Shm-z05q0tI/AAAAAAAAADY/NHGFUflCPa0/s320/My+pinky+one+moth+after.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Little Finger One Month After Injury.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/Shm_ef2Q6gI/AAAAAAAAADg/YizaVcphkJo/s1600-h/may+09+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339509363890514434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/Shm_ef2Q6gI/AAAAAAAAADg/YizaVcphkJo/s320/may+09+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The funky brace I have to wear. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/Shm_er2dH4I/AAAAAAAAADo/kqDaVLQL0Mk/s1600-h/may+09+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339509367112540034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/Shm_er2dH4I/AAAAAAAAADo/kqDaVLQL0Mk/s320/may+09+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What The Brace Looks Like On My Finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1140787333117770188-6516421391731061981?l=brookiebee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/feeds/6516421391731061981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-little-finger.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1140787333117770188/posts/default/6516421391731061981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1140787333117770188/posts/default/6516421391731061981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-little-finger.html' title='My Little Finger'/><author><name>Brookie Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072818554799035839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SYvBV0Q9TAI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2MN0Htg5gLg/S220/rainy+flower.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/Shm-z05q0tI/AAAAAAAAADY/NHGFUflCPa0/s72-c/My+pinky+one+moth+after.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140787333117770188.post-6056832119967751182</id><published>2009-02-23T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T18:29:18.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 14th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SaNZQa21cOI/AAAAAAAAACw/KjupLudFu7g/s1600-h/Brooklyn%27s+14+B-Day+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306182924594671842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SaNZQa21cOI/AAAAAAAAACw/KjupLudFu7g/s320/Brooklyn%27s+14+B-Day+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was my 14th birthday. Mom and Dad got me a stereo for my ipod, a $15 gift card for iTunes, and Eclipse (because something happened to my other one). If you know me, well I love Twilight so Mom got me a cake from the A&amp;amp;A (With the cheesecake frosting Lorie!) that had the colors of Twilight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0S0204JWqNJmIsADtiJzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTBxdjdwdmo2BHBvcwMxBHNlYwNzcgR2dGlkA0kxMDNfMTI0/SIG=1m4c8fojv/EXP=1235528585/**http%3A//images.search.yahoo.com/images/view%3Fback=http%253A%252F%252Fimages.search.yahoo.com%252Fsearch%252Fimages%253Ffr2%253Dsg-gac%2526sado%253D1%2526p%253Declipse%252520book%2526fr%253Dyfp-t-118-s%2526ei%253Dutf-8%2526x%253Dwrt%26w=331%26h=500%26imgurl=static.flickr.com%252F1412%252F838295491_fd91a4152f.jpg%26rurl=http%253A%252F%252Fwww.flickr.com%252Fphotos%252F10103471%2540N08%252F838295491%252F%26size=48.5kB%26name=Eclipse%26p=eclipse%2Bbook%26type=JPG%26oid=2aa5fe28b747ea12%26fusr=littlebrownbooks%26tit=Eclipse%26hurl=http%253A%252F%252Fwww.flickr.com%252Fphotos%252F10103471%2540N08%252F%26no=1%26tt=8,803%26sigr=11klmdnp5%26sigi=11fqb8c8o%26sigb=13dc40kah%26sigh=11af8rj30"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SaNbPwgAd9I/AAAAAAAAADQ/d9kPZxt12yI/s1600-h/Brooklyn%27s+14+B-Day+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306185112247891922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SaNbPwgAd9I/AAAAAAAAADQ/d9kPZxt12yI/s320/Brooklyn%27s+14+B-Day+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SaNagv2kWlI/AAAAAAAAADI/IMHEae6FCko/s1600-h/Eclipse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306184304620231250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SaNagv2kWlI/AAAAAAAAADI/IMHEae6FCko/s320/Eclipse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SaNZQ1CBCyI/AAAAAAAAADA/ExxtsMIGqxI/s1600-h/Brooklyn%27s+14+B-Day+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306182931620891426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SaNZQ1CBCyI/AAAAAAAAADA/ExxtsMIGqxI/s320/Brooklyn%27s+14+B-Day+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SaNZQk5kpuI/AAAAAAAAAC4/mkfkDoewxaU/s1600-h/Brooklyn%27s+14+B-Day+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306182927290509026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SaNZQk5kpuI/AAAAAAAAAC4/mkfkDoewxaU/s320/Brooklyn%27s+14+B-Day+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1140787333117770188-6056832119967751182?l=brookiebee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/feeds/6056832119967751182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-14th-birthday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1140787333117770188/posts/default/6056832119967751182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1140787333117770188/posts/default/6056832119967751182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-14th-birthday.html' title='My 14th Birthday'/><author><name>Brookie Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072818554799035839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SYvBV0Q9TAI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2MN0Htg5gLg/S220/rainy+flower.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SaNZQa21cOI/AAAAAAAAACw/KjupLudFu7g/s72-c/Brooklyn%27s+14+B-Day+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140787333117770188.post-8851789243657209395</id><published>2009-02-09T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T16:25:23.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Brownie Boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SZDI-bb7aQI/AAAAAAAAACg/roPuYAtaKQQ/s1600-h/Sherawn%27s+Pics+Feb+09+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300957736257415426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SZDI-bb7aQI/AAAAAAAAACg/roPuYAtaKQQ/s320/Sherawn%27s+Pics+Feb+09+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was making brownies and Bridger was scraping the bowl.........with well his head I guess. You can deside for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridger with his head in the bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SZDInCeSTvI/AAAAAAAAACY/oK_BNpRAths/s1600-h/Sherawn%27s+Pics+Feb+09+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300957334419427058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SZDInCeSTvI/AAAAAAAAACY/oK_BNpRAths/s320/Sherawn%27s+Pics+Feb+09+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridger after he finished licking out the inside of the bowl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1140787333117770188-8851789243657209395?l=brookiebee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/feeds/8851789243657209395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/2009/02/brownie-boy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1140787333117770188/posts/default/8851789243657209395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1140787333117770188/posts/default/8851789243657209395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/2009/02/brownie-boy.html' title='The Brownie Boy!'/><author><name>Brookie Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072818554799035839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SYvBV0Q9TAI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2MN0Htg5gLg/S220/rainy+flower.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SZDI-bb7aQI/AAAAAAAAACg/roPuYAtaKQQ/s72-c/Sherawn%27s+Pics+Feb+09+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140787333117770188.post-1209654647949610502</id><published>2009-02-05T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T20:43:32.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hats!</title><content type='html'>I am sorry that I haven't posted anything for awhile it is just that nothing new has happened. So this is for you Lorie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Christmas, Sherawn got this hat making thing.....any way....we had two snow days and in those two snow days, I was able to get two hats done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SYu-vPCvhWI/AAAAAAAAABg/6aGjljYt59g/s1600-h/Sherawn%27s+Pictures+Christmas+08+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299539105232684386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SYu-vPCvhWI/AAAAAAAAABg/6aGjljYt59g/s320/Sherawn%27s+Pictures+Christmas+08+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is one of the hats that I made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SYu_h6fQV1I/AAAAAAAAABw/tvrSKCrvxzQ/s1600-h/Sherawn%27s+Pictures+Christmas+08+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299539975888459602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SYu_h6fQV1I/AAAAAAAAABw/tvrSKCrvxzQ/s320/Sherawn%27s+Pictures+Christmas+08+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is one of the hats that Sherawn made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1140787333117770188-1209654647949610502?l=brookiebee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/feeds/1209654647949610502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/2009/02/hats.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1140787333117770188/posts/default/1209654647949610502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1140787333117770188/posts/default/1209654647949610502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/2009/02/hats.html' title='Hats!'/><author><name>Brookie Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072818554799035839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SYvBV0Q9TAI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2MN0Htg5gLg/S220/rainy+flower.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SYu-vPCvhWI/AAAAAAAAABg/6aGjljYt59g/s72-c/Sherawn%27s+Pictures+Christmas+08+086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140787333117770188.post-6673538053111802149</id><published>2008-12-22T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T11:14:22.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Night Before Twilight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SU_m8d30bGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/vxBpRcpdAjg/s1600-h/TWILIGHT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282694814414171234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 91px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SU_m8d30bGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/vxBpRcpdAjg/s320/TWILIGHT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In English we had to rewrite "The Night Before Christmas" in our version. Well those of you that know me know how addicted to Twilight I am, so I ,of course, did mine on TWILIGHT!!! Now the story IS kindof random but it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Night Before Twilight&lt;br /&gt;By: Brooklyn Bronwlee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.ropeofsilicon.com/Images/stories/2008/may/twilightcast.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.ropeofsilicon.com/article/i_wanna_be_a_twilight_mom&amp;amp;usg=__zm_hy58ZLBe84brV9vnauZepees=&amp;amp;h=317&amp;amp;w=440&amp;amp;sz=25&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=5&amp;amp;tbnid=pPrwdYnTd8GrnM:&amp;amp;tbnh=91&amp;amp;tbnw=127&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dedward%2Bcullen%2Band%2Bbella%2Bswan%26gbv%3D2%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;’Twas the night before Twilight when all through Forks&lt;br /&gt;Not a vampire was stirring not even some dorks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bats were hung by the cave with care&lt;br /&gt;In hopes that Alice soon would be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella was nestled all snug in her bed&lt;br /&gt;While visions of Edward danced in her head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When out on the window there rose such a clatter&lt;br /&gt;Edward sprang from the bed to see what was the matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Away to the window Edward flew&lt;br /&gt;Tarring open the shutters, the wind blew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon glistening off the blanket of snow&lt;br /&gt;Gave the luster pr mid-day to the forest below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When who from the shadows should appear&lt;br /&gt;But a family of vampires arms full of deer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a tiny little creature without any lice&lt;br /&gt;Edward knew in a moment it must be Alice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much softer than a mouse but with a musical tone&lt;br /&gt;Alice spoke to Edward that chilled Bella to the bone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It us, Alice Jasper Rosalie, Emmett, Carlisle, and Esme,&lt;br /&gt;The Volturi are coming with Alec and Demetri!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to stall&lt;br /&gt;So you and Bella hide away hide away all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run fast through the nighttime sky!”&lt;br /&gt;They didn’t get a chance to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the forest Edward flew&lt;br /&gt;With Bella on his back and a suitcase too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Esme’s Island they ran&lt;br /&gt;With a soda can&lt;br /&gt;While Bella so sick&lt;br /&gt;Edward lit a candle stick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming with dolphins and fish&lt;br /&gt;Bella ate a bad dish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the way home as sick as can be&lt;br /&gt;Bella finally realized she would be having Renesmee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cullens met them at the airport&lt;br /&gt;They all arrived back at the vampire fort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob stayed by Bella’s side&lt;br /&gt;Telling Rose jokes she never would buy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frightened by the cracking bones&lt;br /&gt;Edward played soothing tones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a bruised belly&lt;br /&gt;Bella gave up on peanut butter and jelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinking gallons of blood&lt;br /&gt;Coming back up in a flood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood came up with a cough&lt;br /&gt;Renesmee would be there soon enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barely staying alive&lt;br /&gt;Bella fought for her life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Renesmee was born&lt;br /&gt;Bella’s heart was torn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She felt like she was on fire&lt;br /&gt;But she fought for her desire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While days past&lt;br /&gt;And Renesmee growing so fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They barely had time to think&lt;br /&gt;Let alone blink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As days went by and Christmas came near&lt;br /&gt;Bella was afraid to shed a tear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays come and go&lt;br /&gt;But with very little snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to Charlie’s for the holidays&lt;br /&gt;Not caring to go down to the bays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Renesmee plays with her toys&lt;br /&gt;Jacob comes over with the boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On their way out Bella called over her shoulder&lt;br /&gt;Avoiding the large bolder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Merry Christmas to you all&lt;br /&gt;And to all a goodnight!”Y version of "The Night Before Twilight." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1140787333117770188-6673538053111802149?l=brookiebee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/feeds/6673538053111802149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/2008/12/night-before-twilight.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1140787333117770188/posts/default/6673538053111802149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1140787333117770188/posts/default/6673538053111802149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/2008/12/night-before-twilight.html' title='The Night Before Twilight'/><author><name>Brookie Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072818554799035839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SYvBV0Q9TAI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2MN0Htg5gLg/S220/rainy+flower.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SU_m8d30bGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/vxBpRcpdAjg/s72-c/TWILIGHT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140787333117770188.post-1044765288627999115</id><published>2008-12-22T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T11:03:49.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SU_kUtCmv7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/zxsZr-OLAzI/s1600-h/Brooklyn-+Dec+08+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282691932267921330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SU_kUtCmv7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/zxsZr-OLAzI/s320/Brooklyn-+Dec+08+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SU_kUULMo4I/AAAAAAAAAAs/mPs1rRls850/s1600-h/Brooklyn-+Dec+08+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282691925593072514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SU_kUULMo4I/AAAAAAAAAAs/mPs1rRls850/s320/Brooklyn-+Dec+08+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SU_j-xCphTI/AAAAAAAAAAk/oHla_lm3GD0/s1600-h/Brooklyn-+Dec+08+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok we have finally got our Christmas Tree up. But what was different this year then all the others was that mom didn't care what was on it and what colors it was. She let Sherawn decorate it however she wanted. So Sherawn put on all of the ordiments that we made in Elemantary. SO insted of the PURPLE PURPLE, its RED AND CHRISTMASY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1140787333117770188-1044765288627999115?l=brookiebee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/feeds/1044765288627999115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-tree.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1140787333117770188/posts/default/1044765288627999115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1140787333117770188/posts/default/1044765288627999115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-tree.html' title='Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Brookie Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072818554799035839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SYvBV0Q9TAI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2MN0Htg5gLg/S220/rainy+flower.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SU_kUtCmv7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/zxsZr-OLAzI/s72-c/Brooklyn-+Dec+08+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140787333117770188.post-8948564981956859388</id><published>2008-12-13T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T14:20:54.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring Home the Gold</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SUQ1GR5iqnI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Yw5I2vFq7uA/s1600-h/Sherawn-December+08+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279403045185301106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SUQ1GR5iqnI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Yw5I2vFq7uA/s320/Sherawn-December+08+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SUQ1FyePxHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-VrvwFbasKY/s1600-h/Sherawn-December+08+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279403036749317234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SUQ1FyePxHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-VrvwFbasKY/s320/Sherawn-December+08+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our basketball team made it through the season UNDEFFEATED!!! We also won districts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"BELIVE IN YOUR SELF, BLEIVE IN YOUR TEAM, PLAY WITH PRIDE, PIRATE PRIDE!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1140787333117770188-8948564981956859388?l=brookiebee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/feeds/8948564981956859388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/2008/12/bring-home-gold.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1140787333117770188/posts/default/8948564981956859388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1140787333117770188/posts/default/8948564981956859388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookiebee.blogspot.com/2008/12/bring-home-gold.html' title='Bring Home the Gold'/><author><name>Brookie Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072818554799035839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SYvBV0Q9TAI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2MN0Htg5gLg/S220/rainy+flower.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0LqSQFeX24/SUQ1GR5iqnI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Yw5I2vFq7uA/s72-c/Sherawn-December+08+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
