The Birkeland Family Blog

So you may all ask, "why would you get a trampoline when you just have a 1 year old?" Believe me my 1 year old jumps. In fact Emmi sits at the back door yelling, "I jump", and if you ignore her she proceeds to ask the next person until someone takes her out there. We find ourselves out there at least 3 times a day getting our exercise. Mainly her. Wow does she live for jumping. Maybe we should give her up so she can be a world class olympian doing the trampoline routine. Just kidding Emmi we could never give you up. Thank you Aunt Shanni for our favorite toy....The Tramp!!

Ok so I have been trying to change my blasted blog template cause I was getting quite bored of the one I had. I hear from everybody that it is a piece of cake. So, I finally find one that I like and I try to download it. First I keep getting all these error messages. I then download firefox and voilla it works and I get my new template. But, being the kind of person I am I wasn't fully satisfied with the template so I thought, "lets try another one". I did and my whole crapping sidebar disappeared with all of my blog links. I even thought oh no big deal I saved them all, but oh no I happened to have saved it wrong so I am pretty much screwed and now I have to go back and set up all my blog links again. PLEASE HELP.....if any of you know how to make this any easier I would love your advice.

This year we opted out of the Days of 47' Parade AGAIN! I don't think we will ever find ourselves there because Brian thinks parades are lame, and I really don't enjoy baking in the sun for hours hearing Brian complain about how much wasted time and money it is to make these elaborate floats. The cool thing about this 24th was that Uncle Brett, Brian's youngest brother, was scheduled to come home from his mission in Montreal Canada late on the 23rd. We had this huge WELOME HOME family BBQ planned for the 24th. Tons of activities, and water toys were set up for all of us to enjoy. But, his flight got cancelled to the next night due to weather issues. So, here we all were having this party in honor of the missionary who wasn't there. This is the best part of the story. At about 7:00 pm we are all sitting down enjoying our nice BBQ'd hamburger and we get a phone call. Not kidding it is Brett saying, "HELLOOOOO....... I am at the airport. Come and get me"....