<?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-6133270389158170281</id><updated>2012-01-24T15:24:09.058-06:00</updated><category term='fall'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='Post Options &#x9; Labels for this post: e.g. scooters'/><title type='text'>4 Kiddos Later</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>258</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-7292804807769139470</id><published>2012-01-24T14:56:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T15:24:09.071-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad blogger</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry to all of you who follow my blog - I have been failing horribly at updating it! Not sure if I will get any better or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had a busy January. Soccer and swimming are back in session. Our weekends are completely booked these days. And perhaps the biggest thing that happened is that James resigned from his position at his advertising agency earlier in the month, and is busy starting up his own company. He has been working out of the house the past few weeks now. He and his partner have several clients already... and I know they will be successful. Just a tad stressful at the moment though.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking through our pictures to see if I have any to share, but they are either on my camera still or I haven't taken that many. It's probably more like I haven't taken many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin turned 9 on the 1st. I can't believe I have a nine year old. Where does the time go? He had a few friends over for a sleepover and they had a blast. His new favorite thing is his Nintendo DS he received. We've had to put limits on it or else he would play the thing 24 hours a day. The other kiddos are pretty infatuated with it also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWsGQmgWWrk/Tx8dBAnf9yI/AAAAAAAAEAE/52MAZIfVZ08/s1600/DSC_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWsGQmgWWrk/Tx8dBAnf9yI/AAAAAAAAEAE/52MAZIfVZ08/s320/DSC_0152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701307556457084706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin also placed 4th in the district UIL competition a few weeks ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8OayVXCdlBo/Tx8dCnBsRCI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/1dDeCzSp8yM/s1600/DSC_0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8OayVXCdlBo/Tx8dCnBsRCI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/1dDeCzSp8yM/s320/DSC_0158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701307583947359266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all for now. Sorry again... and hopefully I'll be able to post again soon! Hope you all have a blessed week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-7292804807769139470?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/7292804807769139470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/7292804807769139470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2012/01/bad-blogger.html' title='Bad blogger'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWsGQmgWWrk/Tx8dBAnf9yI/AAAAAAAAEAE/52MAZIfVZ08/s72-c/DSC_0152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-1577858422131513145</id><published>2012-01-09T10:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T10:30:11.409-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Decorating cookies</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile! Happy New Year! We had a wonderful Christmas and New Year. Life has been busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was headed to the gym this morning, but turned around and came back home -  it was storming terribly and there were tornado warnings. So I figured I wouldn't risk our lives this morning. We came home and Cole is actually content watching tv at the moment (gotta love Bubble Guppies). He usually will not leave my side. So guess I have no excuse at the moment not to update the blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the older ones making our annual Christmas cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CQzwtXAAcPM/TvJgz5EytjI/AAAAAAAAD-k/auB6rocuVeI/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CQzwtXAAcPM/TvJgz5EytjI/AAAAAAAAD-k/auB6rocuVeI/s320/DSC_0005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688715723932874290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to pose them like this b/c I think one of my favorite pictures of all time is from 2 years ago. It makes me laugh every single time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pp04jgfY2yo/TwsS89pBXJI/AAAAAAAAD_U/F4t5fs-Q95w/s1600/DSC_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pp04jgfY2yo/TwsS89pBXJI/AAAAAAAAD_U/F4t5fs-Q95w/s320/DSC_0121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695666992288193682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh - how they've grown! Not as funny this year, but I won't stop trying  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jc6kCaN8_vY/TvJgy9VLUPI/AAAAAAAAD-Y/KnTxshxzY4U/s1600/DSC_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jc6kCaN8_vY/TvJgy9VLUPI/AAAAAAAAD-Y/KnTxshxzY4U/s320/DSC_0007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688715707895468274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Abby decided to put her wet hand in the flour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-82LvWKrWvQ8/TvJgy3RakSI/AAAAAAAAD-I/7r9_gQ9WCKw/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-82LvWKrWvQ8/TvJgy3RakSI/AAAAAAAAD-I/7r9_gQ9WCKw/s320/DSC_0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688715706269077794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they all thought that was hilarious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8jrakbrMo3Q/TvJgyniVqPI/AAAAAAAAD-A/FxwHJHeb9LY/s1600/DSC_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8jrakbrMo3Q/TvJgyniVqPI/AAAAAAAAD-A/FxwHJHeb9LY/s320/DSC_0014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688715702045092082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and had to do it themselves. I wonder if my kids are the only ones that actually enjoy the taste of flour by itself? Gross. The flour then got poured in the trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uF8Ba_W0vxM/TwjCb0_tMgI/AAAAAAAAD-8/c91y-8JckZk/s1600/DSC_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uF8Ba_W0vxM/TwjCb0_tMgI/AAAAAAAAD-8/c91y-8JckZk/s320/DSC_0019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695015512148095490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had fun decorating the cookies a few days later with friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Cd67FRsp4I/TwjCcDX9n3I/AAAAAAAAD_E/CR8gL0g0so0/s1600/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Cd67FRsp4I/TwjCcDX9n3I/AAAAAAAAD_E/CR8gL0g0so0/s320/DSC_0020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695015516007931762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-1577858422131513145?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/1577858422131513145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/1577858422131513145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2012/01/decorating-cookies.html' title='Decorating cookies'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CQzwtXAAcPM/TvJgz5EytjI/AAAAAAAAD-k/auB6rocuVeI/s72-c/DSC_0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-5712210006071821006</id><published>2011-12-24T19:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T19:18:32.692-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas from our family to yours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G6d_Y2Xu5LA/TvZ5A5h4LkI/AAAAAAAAD-w/4WKy7fnPpM4/s1600/DSC_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G6d_Y2Xu5LA/TvZ5A5h4LkI/AAAAAAAAD-w/4WKy7fnPpM4/s320/DSC_0082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689868235579076162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping you find joy, love and peace this holiday season!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-5712210006071821006?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/5712210006071821006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/5712210006071821006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G6d_Y2Xu5LA/TvZ5A5h4LkI/AAAAAAAAD-w/4WKy7fnPpM4/s72-c/DSC_0082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-7096694474751365329</id><published>2011-12-20T07:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T07:16:30.072-06:00</updated><title type='text'>5 more days</title><content type='html'>I feel like I'm not prepared this year. I still have shopping and wrapping to do... menus to plan. I'm not exactly sure when it will all get done, but it always does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids are officially out of school. Yesterday they were getting on each others nerves terribly. This might be a long two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from their Christmas party at school last week. The girls made gingerbread houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wVo2tFaTcdw/TutiBvWZxQI/AAAAAAAAD84/HimE46q6mNA/s1600/DSC_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wVo2tFaTcdw/TutiBvWZxQI/AAAAAAAAD84/HimE46q6mNA/s320/DSC_0098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686746736515204354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zw3Kgs1BJlM/TutiB8pDmAI/AAAAAAAAD9E/cKSQozSP5s4/s1600/DSC_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zw3Kgs1BJlM/TutiB8pDmAI/AAAAAAAAD9E/cKSQozSP5s4/s320/DSC_0100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686746740083103746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the homeroom mom in Abby's class and we did these cute little snowman ornaments. I went in a few days before the party and did the kid's hand prints on the ornament, and then they decorated them at the party. I thought overall they turned out pretty cute, except for the kids who just decided to paint over their hand print and name with black paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RUkkOc6bga4/TutitIfJUYI/AAAAAAAAD90/FJzRDPW12OY/s1600/DSC_0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RUkkOc6bga4/TutitIfJUYI/AAAAAAAAD90/FJzRDPW12OY/s320/DSC_0118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686747481997136258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's all the kids with their teachers. They are awesome!! We couldn't ask for better teachers this year. They are all so sweet and challenge our kiddos. LOVE THEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PppqSSaaCx8/TutiCp9a38I/AAAAAAAAD9Q/QhuluN-jRSY/s1600/DSC_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PppqSSaaCx8/TutiCp9a38I/AAAAAAAAD9Q/QhuluN-jRSY/s320/DSC_0103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686746752248111042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O5jsemgL9co/TutiCyuYraI/AAAAAAAAD9c/NzcUOSEvanA/s1600/DSC_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O5jsemgL9co/TutiCyuYraI/AAAAAAAAD9c/NzcUOSEvanA/s320/DSC_0113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686746754600971682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YYT0BFhUoq4/TutiDjgAg4I/AAAAAAAAD9o/nqG7oYGVO80/s1600/DSC_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YYT0BFhUoq4/TutiDjgAg4I/AAAAAAAAD9o/nqG7oYGVO80/s320/DSC_0114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686746767694005122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-7096694474751365329?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/7096694474751365329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/7096694474751365329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/12/5-more-days.html' title='5 more days'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wVo2tFaTcdw/TutiBvWZxQI/AAAAAAAAD84/HimE46q6mNA/s72-c/DSC_0098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-6060276597116226265</id><published>2011-12-15T06:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T06:43:28.616-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Karaoke</title><content type='html'>One of Cole's favorite things to do is find the TV remote and press as many buttons as he can... we he somehow stumbled upon the Santa channel. They have games, music, and I think on Christmas Eve you can even track where Santa is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So every night (and morning lately) the Christmas music is on... and it is loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must have had my finger on my phone speaker... but the kids love singing and dancing around to the Christmas music. Sorry in advance if this makes you dizzy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/33675595?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" webkitallowfullscreen="" mozallowfullscreen="" allowfullscreen="" width="300" frameborder="0" height="533"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I could bottle up their energy! They seriously did this for over and hour... back and forth, back and forth! Oh and yes, if you've never noticed Abby still walks/dances/runs on her tip toes. We are trying to work on it. Easier said than done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-6060276597116226265?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/6060276597116226265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/6060276597116226265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-karaoke.html' title='Christmas Karaoke'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-3718800093830700957</id><published>2011-12-14T12:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T12:54:20.267-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Speller</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1IJU155GEr8/TufvQRpCv7I/AAAAAAAAD7k/zqx0hm3bIC8/s1600/DSC_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1IJU155GEr8/TufvQRpCv7I/AAAAAAAAD7k/zqx0hm3bIC8/s320/DSC_0097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685776117471035314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin participated in the school spelling bee yesterday. He ended up losing to some 4th grade kids on a word that he knew.... he added an extra letter in the word and knew immediately he made a mistake. The spelling bee was in front of the entire 3rd &amp;amp; 4th grade - he asked before school that morning if anyone ever died of being so nervous. HA! I was nervous too! I couldn't even hold the video camera straight when he was on stage. He did awesome though. Next month he will perform in the district UIL competition. I think Austin spells better than some high school kids. We are so proud of our boy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought we were done with soccer this year... but got a call from one of the coaches asking if Austin could play in a weekend tournament in South Houston. It was the first time he has ever "played up" and he did great.... mainly played defense so he didn't score any goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FhU2iBXBe3U/TufwcNPFoCI/AAAAAAAAD8g/HQptqBxTJGo/s1600/DSC_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FhU2iBXBe3U/TufwcNPFoCI/AAAAAAAAD8g/HQptqBxTJGo/s320/DSC_0021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685777421958488098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the games was in the evening. He felt like a professional playing under the stadium lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WWBl0p57_0E/TufwaXfYKpI/AAAAAAAAD7w/nXsI6aPG4XI/s1600/DSC_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WWBl0p57_0E/TufwaXfYKpI/AAAAAAAAD7w/nXsI6aPG4XI/s320/DSC_0033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685777390351428242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole family joined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6ThUPRuWuHM/Tufwbi0z7RI/AAAAAAAAD8U/eAa4pURp6bo/s1600/DSC_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6ThUPRuWuHM/Tufwbi0z7RI/AAAAAAAAD8U/eAa4pURp6bo/s320/DSC_0030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685777410573987090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6-a7LZYZxW0/TufwbP03wBI/AAAAAAAAD8I/GS3OjjH5EpI/s1600/DSC_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6-a7LZYZxW0/TufwbP03wBI/AAAAAAAAD8I/GS3OjjH5EpI/s320/DSC_0025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685777405473964050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nKskPUtw50c/TufwagjVfYI/AAAAAAAAD78/iWA9ghHfFho/s1600/DSC_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nKskPUtw50c/TufwagjVfYI/AAAAAAAAD78/iWA9ghHfFho/s320/DSC_0049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685777392783949186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long weekend... we were all tuckered out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GkwT3V_WYsM/Tujvf9gZfbI/AAAAAAAAD8s/AoOVeiVOWcA/s1600/DSC_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GkwT3V_WYsM/Tujvf9gZfbI/AAAAAAAAD8s/AoOVeiVOWcA/s320/DSC_0051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686057861920685490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-3718800093830700957?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/3718800093830700957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/3718800093830700957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/12/super-speller.html' title='Super Speller'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1IJU155GEr8/TufvQRpCv7I/AAAAAAAAD7k/zqx0hm3bIC8/s72-c/DSC_0097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-952736990848029603</id><published>2011-12-11T07:48:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T08:11:48.588-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just realized it's been awhile since I posted. All is well in our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x4e3TfRMZO0/TuS4Q-6dpmI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/8GPZlgC6Xck/s1600/DSC_0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x4e3TfRMZO0/TuS4Q-6dpmI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/8GPZlgC6Xck/s320/DSC_0085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684871231554037346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what we typically do on Sundays. Church and football. Austin failed to mention unpacking as well though. We still have a garage full of boxes and a few more trips to get everything out of our apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally just got our tree up on Friday night. Usually we have our tree up the day after Thanksgiving, but we're behind this year. I think Elfie, our Elf on the Shelf, was getting a little concerned that Santa would not know where to put the toys. The kids relayed that message directly from Elfie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EE0gPyD8jN8/TuS3c0xVuFI/AAAAAAAAD7M/3xUZvHU14Gs/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EE0gPyD8jN8/TuS3c0xVuFI/AAAAAAAAD7M/3xUZvHU14Gs/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684870335478216786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first year for Elfie to join our family. He's been great. The kids have been pretty good especially since he reports all naughty and good behavior directly to Santa himself every single night. Absolutely brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to find a few Christmas boxes so we have some decorations out now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RrK-xUOnpsc/TuS2VlU5jeI/AAAAAAAAD54/uTdoX53d-qs/s1600/DSC_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RrK-xUOnpsc/TuS2VlU5jeI/AAAAAAAAD54/uTdoX53d-qs/s320/DSC_0058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684869111561686498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ftBB7RA1WlU/TuS2V6Fi6kI/AAAAAAAAD6E/ppU5H4bMVqA/s1600/DSC_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ftBB7RA1WlU/TuS2V6Fi6kI/AAAAAAAAD6E/ppU5H4bMVqA/s320/DSC_0063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684869117134432834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WryR1pp0YvI/TuS2WXc0NZI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/CwboBvhPgQs/s1600/DSC_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WryR1pp0YvI/TuS2WXc0NZI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/CwboBvhPgQs/s320/DSC_0069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684869125016663442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sneaky Cole has been trying to find a way to get a hold of the ornaments on the tree. Only 2 have been broken so far... although I can't really blame Cole. Blame the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZbM_NYsPr7s/TuS2o1_3EPI/AAAAAAAAD6c/fDp3_ckw_Bw/s1600/DSC_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZbM_NYsPr7s/TuS2o1_3EPI/AAAAAAAAD6c/fDp3_ckw_Bw/s320/DSC_0067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684869442454360306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LFT2wVKUXRA/TuS3Oom3rBI/AAAAAAAAD7A/AWwO-ZHKi3c/s1600/DSC_0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LFT2wVKUXRA/TuS3Oom3rBI/AAAAAAAAD7A/AWwO-ZHKi3c/s320/DSC_0056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684870091694910482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tT4lCbTlw3Q/TuS2pcACBYI/AAAAAAAAD6s/Prb_peP4jao/s1600/DSC_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tT4lCbTlw3Q/TuS2pcACBYI/AAAAAAAAD6s/Prb_peP4jao/s320/DSC_0066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684869452655625602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-952736990848029603?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/952736990848029603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/952736990848029603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-just-realized-its-been-awhile-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x4e3TfRMZO0/TuS4Q-6dpmI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/8GPZlgC6Xck/s72-c/DSC_0085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-6629838709608367765</id><published>2011-11-28T19:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T19:13:27.617-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All moved in!</title><content type='html'>Well  we are homeowner's once again!! The close was far from smooth, but it  all worked out in the end. We were able to get our keys last Monday night and  had the movers come late Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say I have the  greatest friends EVER. Between helping us move and unpack, and help  watch the kiddos... we were covered! I am so thankful for all of our  sweet friends (&amp;amp; mom who helped watch Cole).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't have many pictures to post, it has  been a busy week. There is still some unpacking to do and some furniture  to buy, but we have a new place to call home. So all is well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P3x7w56zI4Q/TtEL2B4FdAI/AAAAAAAAD5g/pavfFP_KsoA/s1600/DSC_0232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P3x7w56zI4Q/TtEL2B4FdAI/AAAAAAAAD5g/pavfFP_KsoA/s320/DSC_0232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679333627935421442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids camped out Tuesday night. There was no way we were getting them back in our apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5sIFxXiM3E/TtEL1tpahMI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/c_Vt7LH0_Kw/s1600/DSC_0236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5sIFxXiM3E/TtEL1tpahMI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/c_Vt7LH0_Kw/s320/DSC_0236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679333622505178306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving day we made a ham and some fixins... including a pumpkin swirl cheesecake. YUM! Twice the time, twice the mess and ten times the fun! Although Abby doesn't look happy to be at the end of the mixin' line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rUwPf1BjIn0/TtEL1exMiFI/AAAAAAAAD5I/XOCI3SjtlSc/s1600/DSC_0242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rUwPf1BjIn0/TtEL1exMiFI/AAAAAAAAD5I/XOCI3SjtlSc/s320/DSC_0242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679333618511284306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls couldn't wait for it to be done baking. Too bad it had to sit in the fridge for 6 hours after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-idx4ytxx41k/TtELSZqgJ3I/AAAAAAAAD48/84lzMgDOe9M/s1600/DSC_0246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-idx4ytxx41k/TtELSZqgJ3I/AAAAAAAAD48/84lzMgDOe9M/s320/DSC_0246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679333015845611378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They eventually gave up and I found ballet bear in their place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GpJw2Q8t6Ic/TtELR6RkqSI/AAAAAAAAD4w/2qQxJ4mfxGg/s1600/DSC_0248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GpJw2Q8t6Ic/TtELR6RkqSI/AAAAAAAAD4w/2qQxJ4mfxGg/s320/DSC_0248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679333007419549986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my... the things you take for granted when living in a tiny space... like a YARD. They've been running around like crazy outside several hours a day. It's great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0iBzFHahvRM/TtELRzH9Q4I/AAAAAAAAD4k/ISLHaoJ3tfg/s1600/DSC_0250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0iBzFHahvRM/TtELRzH9Q4I/AAAAAAAAD4k/ISLHaoJ3tfg/s320/DSC_0250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679333005500171138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't take your eyes off this one for a second. There went the breadcrumbs that were a key ingredient for our dinner. Thanks Cole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pXkTOp2QBuc/TtEK_fTqsyI/AAAAAAAAD4Y/eBz6SKyuV6g/s1600/DSC_0253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pXkTOp2QBuc/TtEK_fTqsyI/AAAAAAAAD4Y/eBz6SKyuV6g/s320/DSC_0253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679332690942931746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family game night is back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NyVEKEROCaM/TtEK_MOML0I/AAAAAAAAD4M/wdGda6zNX2Q/s1600/DSC_0257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NyVEKEROCaM/TtEK_MOML0I/AAAAAAAAD4M/wdGda6zNX2Q/s320/DSC_0257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679332685819686722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some space for ring around the rosy! Now when "they all fall down" they have to be careful - hardwoods hurt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wrz6loUfPzw/TtEKS4YSV6I/AAAAAAAAD30/ieCZOAgnl1M/s1600/DSC_0281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wrz6loUfPzw/TtEKS4YSV6I/AAAAAAAAD30/ieCZOAgnl1M/s320/DSC_0281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679331924579080098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XX6YNRK8L8U/TtEKTC86lnI/AAAAAAAAD38/SSDtPM8XuUo/s1600/DSC_0286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XX6YNRK8L8U/TtEKTC86lnI/AAAAAAAAD38/SSDtPM8XuUo/s320/DSC_0286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679331927417067122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lyQPF6PSJ4I/TtEKSq912HI/AAAAAAAAD3o/-0WmKW8QIVE/s1600/DSC_0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lyQPF6PSJ4I/TtEKSq912HI/AAAAAAAAD3o/-0WmKW8QIVE/s320/DSC_0288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679331920978499698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin played in his first tournament over the weekend. He was on a new team that didn't do so hot, but he did score the only goals on his team. I was thinking we would take a break in the spring, but after talking to the coach he told us to keep him in... said he is very good and makes quick decisions for his age. He said they are watching him for when they make club selections. So here's to a crazy spring schedule also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K6XAxrj1fSM/TtQsJchBVgI/AAAAAAAAD5s/jXmCksHhiJ0/s1600/DSC_0300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K6XAxrj1fSM/TtQsJchBVgI/AAAAAAAAD5s/jXmCksHhiJ0/s320/DSC_0300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680213570806175234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-6629838709608367765?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/6629838709608367765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/6629838709608367765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/11/all-moved-in.html' title='All moved in!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P3x7w56zI4Q/TtEL2B4FdAI/AAAAAAAAD5g/pavfFP_KsoA/s72-c/DSC_0232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-1073026915113879858</id><published>2011-11-19T17:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T17:20:59.883-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Packing up</title><content type='html'>Austin's at a birthday party, James is sick, and Cole is asleep. The girls and I are packing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rqVYwvpRHXU/TsgzlAi2zgI/AAAAAAAAD1k/BFTjBrJ6IDI/s1600/DSC_0208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rqVYwvpRHXU/TsgzlAi2zgI/AAAAAAAAD1k/BFTjBrJ6IDI/s320/DSC_0208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676844041194884610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least Abby is. Emily is busy reading to her animals.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-95Ue9xM3wkc/TsgzxxqGSVI/AAAAAAAAD1w/1luien74HMg/s1600/DSC_0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-95Ue9xM3wkc/TsgzxxqGSVI/AAAAAAAAD1w/1luien74HMg/s320/DSC_0209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676844260537026898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we're lucky, we're out of this apartment early next week. We thought there was a 0% chance of this changing, but after going back and forth with the mortgage people yesterday it is not guaranteed any longer. They ordered a late Friday inspection... why they didn't do it earlier is beyond me. So extremely frustrating.... they have known our closing date for the past 4 months and wait until the last minute to perform an inspection. So fingers crossed that all will go according to plan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a couple of pictures of the new house a week ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XWtCdqnSczQ/Tsg2zoUnXFI/AAAAAAAAD2g/yFbN0OSawbE/s1600/DSC_0174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XWtCdqnSczQ/Tsg2zoUnXFI/AAAAAAAAD2g/yFbN0OSawbE/s320/DSC_0174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676847590925622354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favorite part of the house... big kitchen and I love the stone arch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EHPhXiyW5JU/Tsg20rOgLGI/AAAAAAAAD2s/EhPKd99561g/s1600/DSC_0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EHPhXiyW5JU/Tsg20rOgLGI/AAAAAAAAD2s/EhPKd99561g/s320/DSC_0180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676847608885161058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some random other stuff. Here's Austin at his Veteran's Day program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SAAEtdOPuwk/Tsg2fmX4DXI/AAAAAAAAD2I/DRZbL8A3Cfo/s1600/DSC_0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SAAEtdOPuwk/Tsg2fmX4DXI/AAAAAAAAD2I/DRZbL8A3Cfo/s320/DSC_0162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676847246805044594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z01JweVKSgk/Tsg2f-0KjgI/AAAAAAAAD2U/orTdVqN1Hig/s1600/DSC_0171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z01JweVKSgk/Tsg2f-0KjgI/AAAAAAAAD2U/orTdVqN1Hig/s320/DSC_0171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676847253366148610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the girls at their Thanksgiving program called "Totally Turkey." Super cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zBsJbda_3BI/Tsg3jdCMFyI/AAAAAAAAD24/fwxB2-PZit8/s1600/DSC_0186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zBsJbda_3BI/Tsg3jdCMFyI/AAAAAAAAD24/fwxB2-PZit8/s320/DSC_0186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676848412529268514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DxmS5011IHE/Tsg3jl8dD7I/AAAAAAAAD3E/Bpc0D7ymPAM/s1600/DSC_0195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DxmS5011IHE/Tsg3jl8dD7I/AAAAAAAAD3E/Bpc0D7ymPAM/s320/DSC_0195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676848414921134002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-At0oWHuBIFM/Tsg36BmYfaI/AAAAAAAAD3Q/V9KHd50nUDs/s1600/DSC_0197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-At0oWHuBIFM/Tsg36BmYfaI/AAAAAAAAD3Q/V9KHd50nUDs/s320/DSC_0197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676848800301874594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KrgySC-xHXo/Tsg36bLCKnI/AAAAAAAAD3c/PzbnQFFSqEk/s1600/DSC_0205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KrgySC-xHXo/Tsg36bLCKnI/AAAAAAAAD3c/PzbnQFFSqEk/s320/DSC_0205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676848807166487154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look who is toothless just in time for Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YwulQQabfXc/Tsg01IxWDHI/AAAAAAAAD18/5Nw3ZW_p8dI/s1600/DSC_0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YwulQQabfXc/Tsg01IxWDHI/AAAAAAAAD18/5Nw3ZW_p8dI/s320/DSC_0217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676845417792670834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I gotta run. I hope y'all have a great Thanksgiving! Don't forget to count all your blessings, we will!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-1073026915113879858?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/1073026915113879858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/1073026915113879858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/11/packing-up.html' title='Packing up'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rqVYwvpRHXU/TsgzlAi2zgI/AAAAAAAAD1k/BFTjBrJ6IDI/s72-c/DSC_0208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-4950048603402434293</id><published>2011-11-09T10:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T10:12:13.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby Update - Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Abby's home!! Her face is pretty much back to normal. She might have a tiny scar where they made the incision in the crease of her nose... but I don't think it will be a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're so glad to have our sweet girl back home with us... really don't want to experience it ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is her before:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Gc_ol0nm9Ag/TrmuE8Muo_I/AAAAAAAAD0E/ptjLjBms8nw/s640/blogger-image--801746256.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Gc_ol0nm9Ag/TrmuE8Muo_I/AAAAAAAAD0E/ptjLjBms8nw/s640/blogger-image--801746256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-HQXSvNK4Rhk/TrmuF87pd2I/AAAAAAAAD0c/iHCBVEcTPw4/s640/blogger-image--682070088.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-HQXSvNK4Rhk/TrmuF87pd2I/AAAAAAAAD0c/iHCBVEcTPw4/s640/blogger-image--682070088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's home with me today, but should be headed back to school tomorrow. I think she's back to feeling like her usual self except her hand is very swollen from the IV... but that's pretty much it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We so appreciate all the prayers  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-4950048603402434293?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/4950048603402434293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/4950048603402434293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/11/abby-update-wednesday.html' title='Abby Update - Wednesday'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Gc_ol0nm9Ag/TrmuE8Muo_I/AAAAAAAAD0E/ptjLjBms8nw/s72-c/blogger-image--801746256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-3047058768972385329</id><published>2011-11-07T11:45:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T12:06:54.034-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby Update</title><content type='html'>What a difference a day makes! Abby's face looks so much better. The antibiotics are kicking in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not sure how much longer we are going to be here at the hospital. There is still a chance of a second surgery. We are all ready for Abby to come home and get back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so grateful for our sweet friends that have been helping with the other kiddos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thanks for all your prayers, keep 'em coming :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-3047058768972385329?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/3047058768972385329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/3047058768972385329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/11/abby-update.html' title='Abby Update'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-2883302057257151304</id><published>2011-11-06T16:37:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T16:48:53.937-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Please pray for Abby</title><content type='html'>I wouldn't normally post this, but our sweet little Abby could really use your prayers right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's in the hospital with a really nasty infection. She should be ok, but it's still scary. We went to the ER yesterday for an abscess on her face that turned bad very quickly. It went from a small pimple, to the whole right side of her face swelling. We got transferred by ambulance from that hospital to the big children's hospital downtown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had surgery yesterday, and woke up this morning worse. She can't even open her right eye now. We've had slews of doctors into see us... the last one being an infectious disease doctor. We're still not sure what it is (probably MRSA). They changed her IV antibiotics to a stronger one today, in which she didn't react to well. If she doesn't respond to these, she'll have a catscan in the morning followed by more surgery... and we're already guaranteed another 48 hours there. She started off in good spirits, but she's really tired of it all right now. Poor baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like I said, I wouldn't normally post anything like this, but we could use all the prayers we can get. I'll update more on here when we get more information. Thanks for the prayers!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-2883302057257151304?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/2883302057257151304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/2883302057257151304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/11/please-pray-for-abby.html' title='Please pray for Abby'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-812660014898353153</id><published>2011-11-03T08:49:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T09:10:06.868-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy November!</title><content type='html'>It seems like we have been waiting and waiting all year for November to get here. If all goes according to plan, we should be moving in our new house around Thanksgiving! It can't come soon enough. I have to keep reminding myself as much as apartment life completely stinks, we need to stay positive! After all - we have a roof over our head, food in the fridge, and a healthy/happy family. We are blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just put the carpet in our house this week, and I completely teared up after seeing it. It's so real now. YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a few pictures from Halloween this year. A sweet friend invited us over to trick-or-treat. Unfortunately her son, and Austin's best buddy, had strep and couldn't join us. We missed him, but the kids had a blast. And we have tons of sugar. The one good thing about all this sugar is that if the kids misbehave, all I have to do is threaten to take away candy and they immediately stop. Haha. Whatever works, right?! Little do they know... a handful ends up in the trash each day while they are at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the only picture I have of Cole in his full costume. He would not leave that thing on his head. I got it at Target after last year's Halloween for 90% off. Honestly I didn't even know what it was, but apparently it was some sort of martian from Toy Story. All I cared was that it was a costume and cost $1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_NMk1CC8v54/TrKeOOorBYI/AAAAAAAADy0/PGSlFl6Jf4g/s1600/DSC_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_NMk1CC8v54/TrKeOOorBYI/AAAAAAAADy0/PGSlFl6Jf4g/s320/DSC_0144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670768848096920962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin was Darth Vader. Every year he picks out something he knows nothing about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily was a bumble bee and Abby was a witch - another Target find from last year that went into the dress-up drawer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Unk7d_Dy2ww/TrKfEtPHq6I/AAAAAAAADzA/ZVnDaqNABAw/s1600/DSC_0150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Unk7d_Dy2ww/TrKfEtPHq6I/AAAAAAAADzA/ZVnDaqNABAw/s320/DSC_0150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670769784024181666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cNxXtVapUxc/TrKfEzzNwXI/AAAAAAAADzQ/TIO_xfF5nQY/s1600/DSC_0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cNxXtVapUxc/TrKfEzzNwXI/AAAAAAAADzQ/TIO_xfF5nQY/s320/DSC_0154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670769785786188146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Arq85ejFWJo/TrKfGMViDJI/AAAAAAAADzY/iMecW-bfxNw/s1600/DSC_0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Arq85ejFWJo/TrKfGMViDJI/AAAAAAAADzY/iMecW-bfxNw/s320/DSC_0156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670769809552444562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let this picture fool you... this was the one time Cole actually held the pumpkin and kind of went up to the door. He pretty much was cranktified the rest of the evening. I'm sure next year will be more fun for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rc_1BjLTS9g/TrKftICdA0I/AAAAAAAADzk/6igvJFjpy58/s1600/DSC_0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rc_1BjLTS9g/TrKftICdA0I/AAAAAAAADzk/6igvJFjpy58/s320/DSC_0158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670770478413579074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8pWh_XVx6XA/TrKftQKFJWI/AAAAAAAADzw/iww3m2cU2vg/s1600/DSC_0159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8pWh_XVx6XA/TrKftQKFJWI/AAAAAAAADzw/iww3m2cU2vg/s320/DSC_0159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670770480593053026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wJVXx5P3BIc/TrKfuNYnhZI/AAAAAAAADz8/lzrY-TYI1tc/s1600/DSC_0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wJVXx5P3BIc/TrKfuNYnhZI/AAAAAAAADz8/lzrY-TYI1tc/s320/DSC_0160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670770497028588946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope y'all have a happy November!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-812660014898353153?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/812660014898353153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/812660014898353153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-november.html' title='Happy November!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_NMk1CC8v54/TrKeOOorBYI/AAAAAAAADy0/PGSlFl6Jf4g/s72-c/DSC_0144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-4990055788261371623</id><published>2011-10-30T17:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T17:00:01.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Annual fall pictures</title><content type='html'>I know I need to change the top banner on this blog... it's been a good year and a half since we took that picture. I figured there wasn't a better time than now. I love everything about the fall... cooler weather, the beautiful fall colors, pumpkin bread, college and pro football, Christmas fast approaching, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I envisioned getting a nice fall picture of all the kiddos as we entered the pumpkin patch today... creating a new banner on top and being set for yet another year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it just wasn't meant to happen today. This was the very first picture I took that day. Obviously it wasn't going to be that great anyway with the cars and auto shop in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I5VTqeQyZo8/TqypVzZ1N3I/AAAAAAAADwY/QAYt2SphZT4/s1600/DSC_0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I5VTqeQyZo8/TqypVzZ1N3I/AAAAAAAADwY/QAYt2SphZT4/s320/DSC_0102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669092222993512306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but they didn't get much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t7CjTh5R_Ps/TqypWK_9DvI/AAAAAAAADwk/rTzIWff9kqU/s1600/DSC_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t7CjTh5R_Ps/TqypWK_9DvI/AAAAAAAADwk/rTzIWff9kqU/s320/DSC_0108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669092229327425266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J8-CFD_4GCM/TqypWv2O2bI/AAAAAAAADww/RXd2ruzBEPo/s1600/DSC_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J8-CFD_4GCM/TqypWv2O2bI/AAAAAAAADww/RXd2ruzBEPo/s320/DSC_0117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669092239218760114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dC36Ni2W6EQ/TqypvdCUhbI/AAAAAAAADw8/GmAh-qvvWBg/s1600/DSC_0119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dC36Ni2W6EQ/TqypvdCUhbI/AAAAAAAADw8/GmAh-qvvWBg/s320/DSC_0119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669092663665919410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SlD5EYjGpgs/TqyqK9Yb5MI/AAAAAAAADxI/Nee4iu_QaG8/s1600/DSC_0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SlD5EYjGpgs/TqyqK9Yb5MI/AAAAAAAADxI/Nee4iu_QaG8/s320/DSC_0133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669093136205079746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laugh as I upload these pictures. I honestly don't know how most people can get their kids happy at the same time. We bribe and bribe. Didn't work today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't work last week either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RDIG_pTGnqg/TqyrP2WVkXI/AAAAAAAADxU/lijDXONoIAo/s1600/DSC_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RDIG_pTGnqg/TqyrP2WVkXI/AAAAAAAADxU/lijDXONoIAo/s320/DSC_0052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669094319728202098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know when they're teenagers we'll look back on these days and laugh.... and wonder why on earth we thought it was so difficult at the ages of 8, 6, 6, and 1. And one day I'll get them looking like the sweet children they really are (usually).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some ok pictures from the rest of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PHaQhfdDcZ0/TqytSiPzTzI/AAAAAAAADxg/kH0RMBNGgN0/s1600/DSC_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PHaQhfdDcZ0/TqytSiPzTzI/AAAAAAAADxg/kH0RMBNGgN0/s320/DSC_0103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669096564894945074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Y8JSm6j0Zc/TqytS22vsKI/AAAAAAAADxs/IjVoTAL0F8U/s1600/DSC_0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Y8JSm6j0Zc/TqytS22vsKI/AAAAAAAADxs/IjVoTAL0F8U/s320/DSC_0106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669096570426994850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oOQ9S0B41jU/TqytTUiBs5I/AAAAAAAADx8/DtIcEpOnxIQ/s1600/DSC_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oOQ9S0B41jU/TqytTUiBs5I/AAAAAAAADx8/DtIcEpOnxIQ/s320/DSC_0110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669096578393158546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dx_09rMHsq4/Tqytn47QEeI/AAAAAAAADyE/JMU7-Ijr4J4/s1600/DSC_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dx_09rMHsq4/Tqytn47QEeI/AAAAAAAADyE/JMU7-Ijr4J4/s320/DSC_0113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669096931760017890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FcipRvn2Eh4/TqytoAnUXeI/AAAAAAAADyQ/GzqNOD_lPv0/s1600/DSC_0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FcipRvn2Eh4/TqytoAnUXeI/AAAAAAAADyQ/GzqNOD_lPv0/s320/DSC_0115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669096933823897058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u4SkEB9ag34/TqytojaL4XI/AAAAAAAADyc/EpWRwiucm4w/s1600/DSC_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u4SkEB9ag34/TqytojaL4XI/AAAAAAAADyc/EpWRwiucm4w/s320/DSC_0121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669096943164055922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_TWtMOVYiDM/TqyuOrF8xdI/AAAAAAAADyo/cVqF7AuIFPg/s1600/DSC_0128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_TWtMOVYiDM/TqyuOrF8xdI/AAAAAAAADyo/cVqF7AuIFPg/s320/DSC_0128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669097598061692370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-4990055788261371623?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/4990055788261371623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/4990055788261371623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/10/annual-fall-pictures.html' title='Annual fall pictures'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I5VTqeQyZo8/TqypVzZ1N3I/AAAAAAAADwY/QAYt2SphZT4/s72-c/DSC_0102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-2687343479912871106</id><published>2011-10-29T20:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T20:24:42.209-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Toothless!</title><content type='html'>As I was helping out in Emily's class yesterday, she lost her first front tooth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She cried hysterically... and lost what I thought was a crazy amount of blood for a tooth. But she was happier after the tooth fairy brought 5 bucks. I guess the top 2 teeth are worth more than other teeth. And I won't go into the drama that happened before that... let's just say Abby is a little jealous of the fact she hasn't lost any teeth and then the tooth went missing. All was better after it was found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how it's possible, but I think Em may have even gotten a little cuter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a before... who needs fancy toys when you have boxes everywhere?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tux0jXHlz88/TqylSCoo2RI/AAAAAAAADwM/DIpf-xfFzCE/s1600/DSC_0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tux0jXHlz88/TqylSCoo2RI/AAAAAAAADwM/DIpf-xfFzCE/s320/DSC_0096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669087760316160274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FC3Qujpc7x0/Tqyk8FtWk8I/AAAAAAAADwA/pE-vnk145M4/s1600/DSC_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FC3Qujpc7x0/Tqyk8FtWk8I/AAAAAAAADwA/pE-vnk145M4/s320/DSC_0099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669087383184118722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-2687343479912871106?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/2687343479912871106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/2687343479912871106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/10/toothless.html' title='Toothless!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tux0jXHlz88/TqylSCoo2RI/AAAAAAAADwM/DIpf-xfFzCE/s72-c/DSC_0096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-1588117574103782272</id><published>2011-10-24T11:51:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T12:21:33.628-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Smurf</title><content type='html'>Abby loves the Smurfs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't watch the cartoon, but saw the movie a few months ago. I won't even share how many Happy Meals we bought this summer trying to find a plastic Papa Smurf or Smurfette. We never did get them, but luckily a good friend gave us their Smurfette. We ended up with tons of loser smurfs... you know the ones that don't even have a big part in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go walking/running quite a bit in the evenings since our apartment is close to some nature trails. It was then that I found out Abby's biggest dream:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wants the Smurfs to fall from the moon, get lost, and find their way to our apartment... where we could then care for them. They could eat dinner with us, play barbies, go to school in her backpack, etc. That would be the coolest thing "evah" as she would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sat down yesterday and was writing a letter... I assumed it was to Santa. I was thrilled I might be getting some shopping done early this year... although I really have nowhere to store it at the moment. Anyway, I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead she invited the Smurfs over for a dinner party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IPd27MWIKS8/TqWaAaNjL0I/AAAAAAAADt8/kxVBpUpxtmU/s1600/DSC_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IPd27MWIKS8/TqWaAaNjL0I/AAAAAAAADt8/kxVBpUpxtmU/s320/DSC_0073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667105037942468418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-COjt2nNS990/TqWaADr3kqI/AAAAAAAADtw/Ba-gd9kdL3M/s1600/DSC_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-COjt2nNS990/TqWaADr3kqI/AAAAAAAADtw/Ba-gd9kdL3M/s320/DSC_0072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667105031895618210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-1588117574103782272?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/1588117574103782272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/1588117574103782272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/10/dear-smurf.html' title='Dear Smurf'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IPd27MWIKS8/TqWaAaNjL0I/AAAAAAAADt8/kxVBpUpxtmU/s72-c/DSC_0073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-295656185126719303</id><published>2011-10-13T09:23:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T09:43:32.367-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Texans star</title><content type='html'>This is the first morning in awhile that Cole and I have been home.... so I thought I'd share some pictures of our little Texans star!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gny_eePCdVY/Tpb2P6M4VBI/AAAAAAAADsc/ooyoVsCj4P8/s1600/DSC_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gny_eePCdVY/Tpb2P6M4VBI/AAAAAAAADsc/ooyoVsCj4P8/s320/DSC_0028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662984334646727698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin is really good at soccer - we love watching him play. This is the first year that he is in a league with real professional coaches, and I think it has made a huge difference. We practice 2 nights a week for 1.5 hours and then games on Saturdays. They also have games on Sundays, but we declined... just a bit too much at his age I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qlb4914E9S0/Tpb2QC-X93I/AAAAAAAADs4/8FYk86GGIeI/s1600/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qlb4914E9S0/Tpb2QC-X93I/AAAAAAAADs4/8FYk86GGIeI/s320/DSC_0038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662984337001805682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iuOX3Yrv3H8/Tpb2hhFP9nI/AAAAAAAADtA/BZIQaM1NsVU/s1600/DSC_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iuOX3Yrv3H8/Tpb2hhFP9nI/AAAAAAAADtA/BZIQaM1NsVU/s320/DSC_0048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662984637141481074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Cole made a new (territorial) friend out at the fields.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3kkfpgsAR7w/Tpb2QDLH8pI/AAAAAAAADsk/2z2hz-zOFd4/s1600/DSC_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3kkfpgsAR7w/Tpb2QDLH8pI/AAAAAAAADsk/2z2hz-zOFd4/s320/DSC_0031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662984337055281810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kept stealing the ball from that big kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mPL1Dy8UH9s/Tpb13UbCHSI/AAAAAAAADsQ/LgcJ1DgHWbo/s1600/DSC_0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mPL1Dy8UH9s/Tpb13UbCHSI/AAAAAAAADsQ/LgcJ1DgHWbo/s320/DSC_0096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662983912188681506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xyi9F2-Vo/Tpb128HbwjI/AAAAAAAADsI/_jXqm0JXxJs/s1600/DSC_0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xyi9F2-Vo/Tpb128HbwjI/AAAAAAAADsI/_jXqm0JXxJs/s320/DSC_0092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662983905664025138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OMwxUkwfyRU/Tpb12hin_xI/AAAAAAAADr4/s7ZsWQ03j2Q/s1600/DSC_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OMwxUkwfyRU/Tpb12hin_xI/AAAAAAAADr4/s7ZsWQ03j2Q/s320/DSC_0089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662983898530316050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So besides soccer, Austin's favorite thing is fishing now. James takes him out to Galveston about 2 times a month in his kayak. Well I'm not sure how much fishing James actually gets to do, but Austin loves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5DVBcejr2FA/Tpb2h-Ra5KI/AAAAAAAADtM/VYnMXSZkgQc/s1600/IMG_0265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5DVBcejr2FA/Tpb2h-Ra5KI/AAAAAAAADtM/VYnMXSZkgQc/s320/IMG_0265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662984644977157282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and James went by the house today... look at the progress now. Can I get a WOOO HOOOO!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RwXuQmqzPDg/Tpb2pPpvLdI/AAAAAAAADtY/lrMAZr9etZM/s1600/photo-8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RwXuQmqzPDg/Tpb2pPpvLdI/AAAAAAAADtY/lrMAZr9etZM/s320/photo-8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662984769901637074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KTntk2v4H7Q/Tpb2pbrJwNI/AAAAAAAADtg/xJbU6qf_f5c/s1600/photo-7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KTntk2v4H7Q/Tpb2pbrJwNI/AAAAAAAADtg/xJbU6qf_f5c/s320/photo-7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662984773128798418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-295656185126719303?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/295656185126719303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/295656185126719303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/10/texans-star.html' title='Texans star'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gny_eePCdVY/Tpb2P6M4VBI/AAAAAAAADsc/ooyoVsCj4P8/s72-c/DSC_0028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-8560108522086820278</id><published>2011-10-10T17:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T18:08:54.295-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheer Clinic</title><content type='html'>I am horrible about updating this blog lately. We just have so much going on... and this has taken a backseat to everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like I haven't put a recent picture of Cole up lately... so here he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gai31Vi0gfQ/TpN4NXQAB_I/AAAAAAAADrQ/-stek1AunnA/s1600/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gai31Vi0gfQ/TpN4NXQAB_I/AAAAAAAADrQ/-stek1AunnA/s320/DSC_0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662001327509604338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutie pie but little stinker! He is either sweet as pie or throwing a fit these days. There is no in between. And when we are out in public he is usually not that sweet. I don't remember my other kids throwing fits this early, but holy cow... he can throw a fit with the best of 'em. He has hit the terrible 2's 7 months early. This too shall pass, right? But he really does have the sweetest little spirit, just no one would ever know it that sees him in person. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the girls did a cheer clinic at the local high school Saturday. They had a blast! One of Emily's best friends was there... so glad because if she wasn't, I don't think there was a chance she'd perform in front of all the parents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here they are... a little nervous I think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bUgWj0rawxI/TpN4xAfq9iI/AAAAAAAADrY/gasZIuZ5v6s/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bUgWj0rawxI/TpN4xAfq9iI/AAAAAAAADrY/gasZIuZ5v6s/s320/DSC_0015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662001939876607522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's Abby... totally not nervous at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ambJrBEP4I0/TpN4xaWBslI/AAAAAAAADrg/12kglGMslkY/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ambJrBEP4I0/TpN4xaWBslI/AAAAAAAADrg/12kglGMslkY/s320/DSC_0017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662001946815476306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugging the cheerleaders...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UZUtRQs_QqI/TpN4xybXnbI/AAAAAAAADrw/oX0Y8vg08LE/s1600/DSC_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UZUtRQs_QqI/TpN4xybXnbI/AAAAAAAADrw/oX0Y8vg08LE/s320/DSC_0041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662001953280335282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing with the cheerleaders...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aatyTiJ2hlw/TpN4xv7GaYI/AAAAAAAADro/ZQAnihyt97g/s1600/DSC_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aatyTiJ2hlw/TpN4xv7GaYI/AAAAAAAADro/ZQAnihyt97g/s320/DSC_0018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662001952608119170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby was in a different group... and little miss popular with all the high schoolers. She said they were laughing at her the whole time... when I asked why - she said they were laughing when she was doing her moves. I wouldn't be shocked to discover a youtube video of her somewhere. We couldn't even leave without someone saying "Abby, Abby!" I don't know where she gets it from.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-8560108522086820278?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/8560108522086820278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/8560108522086820278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/10/cheer-clinic.html' title='Cheer Clinic'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gai31Vi0gfQ/TpN4NXQAB_I/AAAAAAAADrQ/-stek1AunnA/s72-c/DSC_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-8453576430282003062</id><published>2011-09-28T12:34:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T15:03:28.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>House Progress!</title><content type='html'>I have been asked by several people how our house is coming along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P7CV4ENkM2I/ToYeE_rokyI/AAAAAAAADp4/0E2dPLoAaPA/s1600/DSC_0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P7CV4ENkM2I/ToYeE_rokyI/AAAAAAAADp4/0E2dPLoAaPA/s320/DSC_0130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658243053000364834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is, it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pics that are pretty boring to most of you guys... but it represents the light at the end of the tunnel for us. I am so ready to get out of this apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UQArkNRrQII/ToYe2xjifOI/AAAAAAAADqI/2ik4XTQbvwY/s1600/DSC_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UQArkNRrQII/ToYe2xjifOI/AAAAAAAADqI/2ik4XTQbvwY/s320/DSC_0104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658243908201774306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xanP7ay3E9c/ToYe3b_MgWI/AAAAAAAADqY/Jh5hyYsg0rY/s1600/DSC_0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xanP7ay3E9c/ToYe3b_MgWI/AAAAAAAADqY/Jh5hyYsg0rY/s320/DSC_0106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658243919592063330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rLJ6i--c3Oc/ToYfJwGH6-I/AAAAAAAADqg/iOMQK5a2YrU/s1600/DSC_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rLJ6i--c3Oc/ToYfJwGH6-I/AAAAAAAADqg/iOMQK5a2YrU/s320/DSC_0107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658244234227477474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rfkperr5S_c/ToYfKD42CzI/AAAAAAAADqo/3uwGSMuDcM0/s1600/DSC_0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rfkperr5S_c/ToYfKD42CzI/AAAAAAAADqo/3uwGSMuDcM0/s320/DSC_0112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658244239540489010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZF-abXCtQAg/ToYe3HwlNgI/AAAAAAAADqQ/FnBPcdeB3bI/s1600/DSC_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZF-abXCtQAg/ToYe3HwlNgI/AAAAAAAADqQ/FnBPcdeB3bI/s320/DSC_0105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658243914162058754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OcRMKogfeWI/ToYfKeJhl9I/AAAAAAAADqw/jJAF4od-Jvs/s1600/DSC_0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OcRMKogfeWI/ToYfKeJhl9I/AAAAAAAADqw/jJAF4od-Jvs/s320/DSC_0116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658244246589773778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yp0Ouye8A1k/ToYfarMedpI/AAAAAAAADq4/7LMX76y_RNE/s1600/DSC_0123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yp0Ouye8A1k/ToYfarMedpI/AAAAAAAADq4/7LMX76y_RNE/s320/DSC_0123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658244524969719442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shhh... don't tell the builder we weren't wearing our obligatory hard hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c2zwP21v9HI/ToYfbsfpEnI/AAAAAAAADrA/y3VRZEFAu2U/s1600/DSC_0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c2zwP21v9HI/ToYfbsfpEnI/AAAAAAAADrA/y3VRZEFAu2U/s320/DSC_0125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658244542498411122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peek-a-boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HiBHWqsT9bM/ToYfbh4xwUI/AAAAAAAADrI/84Atfu7oJ2E/s1600/DSC_0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HiBHWqsT9bM/ToYfbh4xwUI/AAAAAAAADrI/84Atfu7oJ2E/s320/DSC_0127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658244539651047746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-13fKTnObeXA/ToYemkmOlxI/AAAAAAAADqA/tRNo8ktkeh4/s1600/DSC_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-13fKTnObeXA/ToYemkmOlxI/AAAAAAAADqA/tRNo8ktkeh4/s320/DSC_0131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658243629845485330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was actually maybe 2 weeks ago. We now have brick and cabinets!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-8453576430282003062?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/8453576430282003062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/8453576430282003062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/09/house-progress.html' title='House Progress!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P7CV4ENkM2I/ToYeE_rokyI/AAAAAAAADp4/0E2dPLoAaPA/s72-c/DSC_0130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-4994151886748976245</id><published>2011-09-17T17:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T17:16:38.052-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A girl's day</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since we've had a girl's day, so I spent Saturday afternoon with my little beauties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started out with a Chili's lunch. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GfgKPGQJ48s/TnUYq5E9TOI/AAAAAAAADpw/fhnPpqcByg4/s1600/IMG_0625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GfgKPGQJ48s/TnUYq5E9TOI/AAAAAAAADpw/fhnPpqcByg4/s320/IMG_0625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653452032388713698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then did some shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-07MdansFFk8/TnUYP5j6AfI/AAAAAAAADpo/VElClcEaeyg/s1600/IMG_0628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-07MdansFFk8/TnUYP5j6AfI/AAAAAAAADpo/VElClcEaeyg/s320/IMG_0628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653451568662053362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GwVc1WzAtgA/TnUYP6oLgTI/AAAAAAAADpg/Li-5zips_Xo/s1600/IMG_0629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GwVc1WzAtgA/TnUYP6oLgTI/AAAAAAAADpg/Li-5zips_Xo/s320/IMG_0629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653451568948412722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nxDDtBSbkbg/TnUYPjovQ6I/AAAAAAAADpY/EaPVI41nuLo/s1600/IMG_0631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nxDDtBSbkbg/TnUYPjovQ6I/AAAAAAAADpY/EaPVI41nuLo/s320/IMG_0631.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653451562776740770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed by a pedicure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-isG0jcuTL6s/TnUXmXronwI/AAAAAAAADpQ/H49U454Tmz8/s1600/IMG_0632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-isG0jcuTL6s/TnUXmXronwI/AAAAAAAADpQ/H49U454Tmz8/s320/IMG_0632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653450855193026306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G3BtjAtsoZ0/TnUXmEgt1ZI/AAAAAAAADpI/OriSrVsUyxQ/s1600/IMG_0634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G3BtjAtsoZ0/TnUXmEgt1ZI/AAAAAAAADpI/OriSrVsUyxQ/s320/IMG_0634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653450850046956946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wSB6u7r0RPU/TnUXl7mqNLI/AAAAAAAADpA/_aItgtQV7ws/s1600/IMG_0635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wSB6u7r0RPU/TnUXl7mqNLI/AAAAAAAADpA/_aItgtQV7ws/s320/IMG_0635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653450847655965874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1dUQQviMeS0/TnUXUSrKdzI/AAAAAAAADo4/i7zXeI5Mqic/s1600/IMG_0636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1dUQQviMeS0/TnUXUSrKdzI/AAAAAAAADo4/i7zXeI5Mqic/s320/IMG_0636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653450544611227442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-70k3-uxxO38/TnUXUNk-8PI/AAAAAAAADow/oD_5KQK4oQ8/s1600/IMG_0637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-70k3-uxxO38/TnUXUNk-8PI/AAAAAAAADow/oD_5KQK4oQ8/s320/IMG_0637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653450543243129074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home with some DQ treats. Oh how I love these sweet girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_g0iwZX-3-E/TnUXUGMRQ8I/AAAAAAAADoo/onSWNhgqoQw/s1600/IMG_0640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_g0iwZX-3-E/TnUXUGMRQ8I/AAAAAAAADoo/onSWNhgqoQw/s320/IMG_0640.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653450541260424130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to do 5 things... so then I painted their fingernails. 5 items completed. Check Check.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-4994151886748976245?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/4994151886748976245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/4994151886748976245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/09/girls-day.html' title='A girl&apos;s day'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GfgKPGQJ48s/TnUYq5E9TOI/AAAAAAAADpw/fhnPpqcByg4/s72-c/IMG_0625.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-8923579762792531773</id><published>2011-09-11T19:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T19:33:19.947-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little reader</title><content type='html'>Abby loves everything about 1st grade. I think between the girls, she will be our more studious one. She loves her teacher and she even gets to see Austin's 1st grade teacher an hour every day (who we love). So overall, 1st grade is going extremely well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would almost say the girls would be mirror image twins if they were identical. Abby is left handed, Emily is right. Emily loves to write and draw, Abby does not. Abby loves to read, Emily does not. Abby is little miss social, Emily is not. Emily is the sweetest little thing, Abby is too, but she is a little more spirited. :) Maybe the one thing they have in common is they love princesses. And looking pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does Elton John pop in my mind from this photo? Quite the tiny dancer, errr tiny reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-48rhtEQXJ_Y/Tm1NunttRiI/AAAAAAAADoQ/iiNqaLbfonA/s1600/DSC_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-48rhtEQXJ_Y/Tm1NunttRiI/AAAAAAAADoQ/iiNqaLbfonA/s320/DSC_0049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651258570749855266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-8923579762792531773?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/8923579762792531773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/8923579762792531773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/09/little-reader.html' title='Little reader'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-48rhtEQXJ_Y/Tm1NunttRiI/AAAAAAAADoQ/iiNqaLbfonA/s72-c/DSC_0049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-5104495133050942448</id><published>2011-09-01T12:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T12:07:14.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cole's 1st Haircut</title><content type='html'>You know it's time for a haircut when your sisters start putting ponytails in your hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wZ2H3ZTzkQc/Tl-3jrEu5xI/AAAAAAAADno/wKvy31ZkOgc/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wZ2H3ZTzkQc/Tl-3jrEu5xI/AAAAAAAADno/wKvy31ZkOgc/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647434281231771410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye blond locks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8C983uNQASY/Tl-6mGVWjEI/AAAAAAAADoA/oaitLHiMGhs/s1600/100_1458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8C983uNQASY/Tl-6mGVWjEI/AAAAAAAADoA/oaitLHiMGhs/s320/100_1458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647437621443857474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only way to keep him from screaming was to stick a lollipop in his mouth. And that really didn't help much either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IJtkGsd4xks/Tl-6mRM8UXI/AAAAAAAADoI/1dfIfOymE5E/s1600/100_1460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IJtkGsd4xks/Tl-6mRM8UXI/AAAAAAAADoI/1dfIfOymE5E/s320/100_1460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647437624361374066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to happy at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1nL65Se8E28/Tl-6V9BaBwI/AAAAAAAADnw/9tjOh0QMPcs/s1600/DSC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1nL65Se8E28/Tl-6V9BaBwI/AAAAAAAADnw/9tjOh0QMPcs/s320/DSC_0016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647437344066373378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he aged a year after his haircut! :(  Baby boy is growing up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9RZyYVzioV8/Tl-6VwBJJPI/AAAAAAAADn4/FmVbKvrsVYU/s1600/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9RZyYVzioV8/Tl-6VwBJJPI/AAAAAAAADn4/FmVbKvrsVYU/s320/DSC_0022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647437340575606002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-5104495133050942448?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/5104495133050942448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/5104495133050942448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/09/coles-1st-haircut.html' title='Cole&apos;s 1st Haircut'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wZ2H3ZTzkQc/Tl-3jrEu5xI/AAAAAAAADno/wKvy31ZkOgc/s72-c/DSC_0008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-2100358367913568619</id><published>2011-08-24T13:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T13:46:00.681-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school... again.</title><content type='html'>So another school year has begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TNp0C6CpoEA/TlVDoDLewHI/AAAAAAAADnE/IipCOY7BIYM/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TNp0C6CpoEA/TlVDoDLewHI/AAAAAAAADnE/IipCOY7BIYM/s320/DSC_0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644492063306072178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin is now in 3rd grade and the girls are in 1st grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are not the best pictures. We were in a hurry to get out the door that morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B5g0OQ6KcDE/TlVDoXTBWQI/AAAAAAAADnM/1T3oEXqlsmY/s1600/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B5g0OQ6KcDE/TlVDoXTBWQI/AAAAAAAADnM/1T3oEXqlsmY/s320/DSC_0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644492068706408706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-34YiuUgaE24/TlVDoujBqEI/AAAAAAAADnU/BWwlePLq0TE/s1600/DSC_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-34YiuUgaE24/TlVDoujBqEI/AAAAAAAADnU/BWwlePLq0TE/s320/DSC_0028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644492074947553346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nlTYo7Ps7U0/TlVDoyVxGmI/AAAAAAAADnc/Fv4bxVisOoA/s1600/DSC_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nlTYo7Ps7U0/TlVDoyVxGmI/AAAAAAAADnc/Fv4bxVisOoA/s320/DSC_0029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644492075965684322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked into the school together. I've always walked them to their class the first day of school. Austin immediately took off to his classroom by himself. No goodbye or anything! Sheesh. And so being officially independent begins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily was pretty unsure about staying in her class. Luckily she has a few good friends from last year, or I think she wouldn't have been crying and begging to come home with me. She refused to take a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pgl40_JhlrA/TlVDSQ6LyQI/AAAAAAAADm8/Y1qxFfmOHYA/s1600/100_1455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pgl40_JhlrA/TlVDSQ6LyQI/AAAAAAAADm8/Y1qxFfmOHYA/s320/100_1455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644491689034500354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what would I do without my sassy little Abby? She was so excited for 1st grade to start. She was up at 5:30 with me ready to go. On the way to school she told Austin and Emily that she has 1,000 friends at school and was giving them advice on how to make new friends. They weren't all into that conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VugL0LJtcEM/TlVDRHvVEjI/AAAAAAAADm0/B1yDvh1519c/s1600/100_1457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VugL0LJtcEM/TlVDRHvVEjI/AAAAAAAADm0/B1yDvh1519c/s320/100_1457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644491669393183282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to another great school year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-2100358367913568619?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/2100358367913568619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/2100358367913568619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/08/back-to-school-again.html' title='Back to school... again.'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TNp0C6CpoEA/TlVDoDLewHI/AAAAAAAADnE/IipCOY7BIYM/s72-c/DSC_0026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-9082478922863210389</id><published>2011-08-14T08:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T08:43:59.088-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FL photo shoot</title><content type='html'>I can't share my favorites... I'm pretty sure we will use them on our Christmas card this year. But here is the best of the rest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually had to take them out there both morning and night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because in our morning pictures the sun was right in the kiddos face, so they were squinty like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uzcEcbWchHY/TkfNKzApAII/AAAAAAAADkk/NAjA9iVazvs/s1600/DSC_0205b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uzcEcbWchHY/TkfNKzApAII/AAAAAAAADkk/NAjA9iVazvs/s320/DSC_0205b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640702643680116866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5SqWVO6llnc/TkfNbwQoTsI/AAAAAAAADks/Rkq4l722okQ/s1600/DSC_0212b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5SqWVO6llnc/TkfNbwQoTsI/AAAAAAAADks/Rkq4l722okQ/s320/DSC_0212b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640702934999649986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C-GEYafaOaA/TkfNtvOUshI/AAAAAAAADk0/89myQfyV-CY/s1600/DSC_0232b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C-GEYafaOaA/TkfNtvOUshI/AAAAAAAADk0/89myQfyV-CY/s320/DSC_0232b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640703243959185938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BPJA6WwfV0U/TkfNtzFfkbI/AAAAAAAADk8/1t0u2ByYJUY/s1600/DSC_0250b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BPJA6WwfV0U/TkfNtzFfkbI/AAAAAAAADk8/1t0u2ByYJUY/s320/DSC_0250b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640703244995891634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0_2DYvFS0lw/TkfN68uBD8I/AAAAAAAADlE/0Wbm_J4PsEg/s1600/DSC_0255b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0_2DYvFS0lw/TkfN68uBD8I/AAAAAAAADlE/0Wbm_J4PsEg/s320/DSC_0255b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640703470920077250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DerjIoq34eE/TkfN7FbD4tI/AAAAAAAADlM/nSFeHiOhKHw/s1600/DSC_0262b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DerjIoq34eE/TkfN7FbD4tI/AAAAAAAADlM/nSFeHiOhKHw/s320/DSC_0262b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640703473256489682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pdn0MRkYjtI/TkfOJ5fnZjI/AAAAAAAADlU/bKKREK0WsLc/s1600/DSC_0272b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pdn0MRkYjtI/TkfOJ5fnZjI/AAAAAAAADlU/bKKREK0WsLc/s320/DSC_0272b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640703727752406578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lTEQGdzyzHk/TkfOKO5EjEI/AAAAAAAADlc/ZcOj3HrfhDs/s1600/DSC_0280b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lTEQGdzyzHk/TkfOKO5EjEI/AAAAAAAADlc/ZcOj3HrfhDs/s320/DSC_0280b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640703733496319042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-deVNGu-KKwI/TkfOw0lZ0QI/AAAAAAAADls/9b-tlWX99pY/s1600/DSC_0316b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-deVNGu-KKwI/TkfOw0lZ0QI/AAAAAAAADls/9b-tlWX99pY/s320/DSC_0316b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640704396449403138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-smhI8DOoJs0/TkfOwtSq23I/AAAAAAAADlk/BB5Do4htBpU/s1600/DSC_0307b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-smhI8DOoJs0/TkfOwtSq23I/AAAAAAAADlk/BB5Do4htBpU/s320/DSC_0307b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640704394491779954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-48GqmTbAVs0/TkfOxWzOijI/AAAAAAAADl0/U9m17b0VHyQ/s1600/DSC_0344b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-48GqmTbAVs0/TkfOxWzOijI/AAAAAAAADl0/U9m17b0VHyQ/s320/DSC_0344b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640704405634189874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto the evening pictures.... had to bribe them with both ice cream and popsicles. Sugar works every time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l36fRCr0TG4/TkfPBjE_QBI/AAAAAAAADmE/ARM71Jaokgw/s1600/DSC_0010b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l36fRCr0TG4/TkfPBjE_QBI/AAAAAAAADmE/ARM71Jaokgw/s320/DSC_0010b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640704683807817746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wcix3ss9E5I/TkfPB445nsI/AAAAAAAADmM/bmA4sydvCD8/s1600/DSC_0061b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wcix3ss9E5I/TkfPB445nsI/AAAAAAAADmM/bmA4sydvCD8/s320/DSC_0061b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640704689662697154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9eZ5ycZyoIk/TkfPGx-Lj0I/AAAAAAAADmc/SdXKc42v3SA/s1600/DSC_0111b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9eZ5ycZyoIk/TkfPGx-Lj0I/AAAAAAAADmc/SdXKc42v3SA/s320/DSC_0111b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640704773705142082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kDC6yScfUEE/TkfPCYi1UzI/AAAAAAAADmU/hNBMQis8Yys/s1600/DSC_0106b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kDC6yScfUEE/TkfPCYi1UzI/AAAAAAAADmU/hNBMQis8Yys/s320/DSC_0106b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640704698160075570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the funniest of the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--KSTqDF6MMw/TkfOxlIyP9I/AAAAAAAADl8/B6HaVZIyZUM/s1600/DSC_0351b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--KSTqDF6MMw/TkfOxlIyP9I/AAAAAAAADl8/B6HaVZIyZUM/s320/DSC_0351b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640704409482706898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-9082478922863210389?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/9082478922863210389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/9082478922863210389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/08/fl-photo-shoot.html' title='FL photo shoot'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uzcEcbWchHY/TkfNKzApAII/AAAAAAAADkk/NAjA9iVazvs/s72-c/DSC_0205b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-25934983894365437</id><published>2011-08-09T20:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T20:52:32.548-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FL Vacation - Day 3</title><content type='html'>Yahoo! We finally made it! Lather me up mama and get me on that beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4LBI-1ZJN4/Tj9KBMMPQ2I/AAAAAAAADg0/6SLNQmAGVH0/s1600/DSC_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4LBI-1ZJN4/Tj9KBMMPQ2I/AAAAAAAADg0/6SLNQmAGVH0/s320/DSC_0090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638306642804032354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the kids' favorite part of the condo is that they have their own personal TVs in each bunkbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ioIYi7puUyE/Tj9KBe-oW3I/AAAAAAAADg8/imRwFPRfNoI/s1600/DSC_0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ioIYi7puUyE/Tj9KBe-oW3I/AAAAAAAADg8/imRwFPRfNoI/s320/DSC_0092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638306647847230322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EX6yOBjHWP4/Tj9KBhSW_FI/AAAAAAAADhE/WzjQfYFa6yc/s1600/DSC_0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EX6yOBjHWP4/Tj9KBhSW_FI/AAAAAAAADhE/WzjQfYFa6yc/s320/DSC_0093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638306648466848850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man and the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6cjigyODcPo/Tj9KkeP0KII/AAAAAAAADhM/ZfLSRygl18Y/s1600/DSC_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6cjigyODcPo/Tj9KkeP0KII/AAAAAAAADhM/ZfLSRygl18Y/s320/DSC_0097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638307248946292866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready to hit the sand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-30uyw6MzohA/TkHaF8Uz3CI/AAAAAAAADh0/qLd6y0Vz1oI/s1600/DSC_0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-30uyw6MzohA/TkHaF8Uz3CI/AAAAAAAADh0/qLd6y0Vz1oI/s320/DSC_0101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639028004072184866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raise your hand if your diaper is wet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JYI_RuUJ1BI/TkHaGdU0tmI/AAAAAAAADh8/4qedNE7owj0/s1600/DSC_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JYI_RuUJ1BI/TkHaGdU0tmI/AAAAAAAADh8/4qedNE7owj0/s320/DSC_0110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639028012930610786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of hard to tell, but Austin is swimming just past the seaweed. It has been really BAD! Abby doesn't want to put her feet in it to get to the clear water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b47bK7n37PE/TkHaGiO7HbI/AAAAAAAADiE/39BibLgVDew/s1600/DSC_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b47bK7n37PE/TkHaGiO7HbI/AAAAAAAADiE/39BibLgVDew/s320/DSC_0114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639028014248041906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not our healthiest week of food. We did have some fresh gulf shrimp for dinner, though. Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9c-rKvSKC8g/TkHarUpht8I/AAAAAAAADiM/MKDPruyM1mU/s1600/DSC_0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9c-rKvSKC8g/TkHarUpht8I/AAAAAAAADiM/MKDPruyM1mU/s320/DSC_0122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639028646256687042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the seaweed issue, we decided to check out a few local parks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nraCQasLISY/TkHarjeB1pI/AAAAAAAADiU/rxk3VnjKQ_k/s1600/DSC_0128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nraCQasLISY/TkHarjeB1pI/AAAAAAAADiU/rxk3VnjKQ_k/s320/DSC_0128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639028650234992274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wgjfsr09ay0/TkHbQ6A5d8I/AAAAAAAADic/1tIbQ7PObcE/s1600/DSC_0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wgjfsr09ay0/TkHbQ6A5d8I/AAAAAAAADic/1tIbQ7PObcE/s320/DSC_0140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639029291941984194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found a great park near the bay. It was a great way to beat the crowds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rZFDshFG928/TkHbREpfn9I/AAAAAAAADik/nkkBaTHQynM/s1600/DSC_0153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rZFDshFG928/TkHbREpfn9I/AAAAAAAADik/nkkBaTHQynM/s320/DSC_0153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639029294796611538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F8iEYlz6qPM/TkHdGJO8DHI/AAAAAAAADi8/MGSwoOEZda0/s1600/DSC_0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F8iEYlz6qPM/TkHdGJO8DHI/AAAAAAAADi8/MGSwoOEZda0/s320/DSC_0173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639031306072099954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peek-a-boo - greetings from Forrest Stump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GTcrlQqrpM0/TkHdGcoqdkI/AAAAAAAADjE/L_-w4TjkjRM/s1600/DSC_0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GTcrlQqrpM0/TkHdGcoqdkI/AAAAAAAADjE/L_-w4TjkjRM/s320/DSC_0176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639031311280272962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. "I just started walking ten days ago" is showing off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R8Go4UCwKp4/TkHdGhMy-mI/AAAAAAAADjM/0N5MAnUKzj8/s1600/DSC_0171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R8Go4UCwKp4/TkHdGhMy-mI/AAAAAAAADjM/0N5MAnUKzj8/s320/DSC_0171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639031312505567842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a specialty cupcake shop across from the park... they didn't open until later, so we had to come back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lINIwza5Bic/TkHdmVomllI/AAAAAAAADjU/SiUaw3_9GPo/s1600/DSC_0178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lINIwza5Bic/TkHdmVomllI/AAAAAAAADjU/SiUaw3_9GPo/s320/DSC_0178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639031859156784722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You wanna piece of my cupcake?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sEI05ltAQhE/TkHdmqgvOjI/AAAAAAAADjc/CvBbjNAvUDA/s1600/DSC_0179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sEI05ltAQhE/TkHdmqgvOjI/AAAAAAAADjc/CvBbjNAvUDA/s320/DSC_0179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639031864760941106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day we enjoyed a friendly game of Uno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5UL6QhzvhSs/Tj9Kkn0y4gI/AAAAAAAADhU/TAupbvwAKRY/s1600/DSC_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5UL6QhzvhSs/Tj9Kkn0y4gI/AAAAAAAADhU/TAupbvwAKRY/s320/DSC_0099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638307251517317634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-25934983894365437?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/25934983894365437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/25934983894365437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/08/fl-vacation-day-3.html' title='FL Vacation - Day 3'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4LBI-1ZJN4/Tj9KBMMPQ2I/AAAAAAAADg0/6SLNQmAGVH0/s72-c/DSC_0090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-731189724857653100</id><published>2011-08-08T20:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T20:59:21.125-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FL Vacation Day 2</title><content type='html'>Well we made it to our final destination - Ft. Walton Beach, FL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't have a long drive today and couldn't check in until 4:00 so we drove around quite a bit. James did go to the Hard Rock Casino in Biloxi for 30 minutes while we waited in the car and he actually won $100. That paid for our groceries later that day, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we're off to a good start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except it appears they are having a major seaweed issue at the beach. We'll see how that pans out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/27415778?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="300" frameborder="0" height="533"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-731189724857653100?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/731189724857653100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/731189724857653100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/08/fl-vacation-day-2.html' title='FL Vacation Day 2'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-5171401800599640141</id><published>2011-08-07T20:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T20:49:36.024-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FL Vacation Day #1</title><content type='html'>Fresh and ready for the big trip. Bring it on! Wait, did you say we're driving all day!!?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UNjx7OF3grE/Tjx9Q253QpI/AAAAAAAADe8/t04mEudx70w/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UNjx7OF3grE/Tjx9Q253QpI/AAAAAAAADe8/t04mEudx70w/s320/DSC_0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637518562130608786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started our family vacation early this morning! What a job it is to get a family of 6 packed! I spent all yesterday afternoon and evening getting everything ready. I'm not sure if this is going to be one of those relaxing type of vacations - but it's bound to be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Emily enjoying a po-boy in Walker, Louisiana - near Mandeville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SFsUrPmcK3Q/TjyH6eIXBwI/AAAAAAAADfM/8hFDw-RB_co/s1600/DSC_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SFsUrPmcK3Q/TjyH6eIXBwI/AAAAAAAADfM/8hFDw-RB_co/s320/DSC_0033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637530272151308034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was going great, everybody was enjoying their lunch until Abby spilled ketchup all over her dress. Looks like a scene from a horror movie. If that stain doesn't come out, it might be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--xNmzV5HArI/TjyH6ChQ8oI/AAAAAAAADfE/RJrF5fKGc6Y/s1600/DSC_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--xNmzV5HArI/TjyH6ChQ8oI/AAAAAAAADfE/RJrF5fKGc6Y/s320/DSC_0031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637530264739574402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new change of clothes and a happier girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YKKT_vTTn2Q/TjyI6Tx7Q9I/AAAAAAAADfc/Fr_p425_h8I/s1600/DSC_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YKKT_vTTn2Q/TjyI6Tx7Q9I/AAAAAAAADfc/Fr_p425_h8I/s320/DSC_0041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637531368884487122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm free! This is way better than sitting in a car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSA_nkniITs/TjyIM1NFB4I/AAAAAAAADfU/D-i6AH-3hRs/s1600/DSC_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSA_nkniITs/TjyIM1NFB4I/AAAAAAAADfU/D-i6AH-3hRs/s320/DSC_0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637530587582760834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fooooooooood. Must - have - food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nzr02mNYI0U/TjyI6qfbC_I/AAAAAAAADfk/2-U-HKXgQ64/s1600/DSC_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nzr02mNYI0U/TjyI6qfbC_I/AAAAAAAADfk/2-U-HKXgQ64/s320/DSC_0048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637531374980893682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JaQW2CGYyG0/TjyI6_ous4I/AAAAAAAADfs/la1IHBUXNAQ/s1600/DSC_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JaQW2CGYyG0/TjyI6_ous4I/AAAAAAAADfs/la1IHBUXNAQ/s320/DSC_0050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637531380657075074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final stop for the day - Gulfport, MS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dh6jxsn3wks/TjyYSYmGBjI/AAAAAAAADgE/O5wZZKa0e-4/s1600/DSC_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dh6jxsn3wks/TjyYSYmGBjI/AAAAAAAADgE/O5wZZKa0e-4/s320/DSC_0064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637548275168314930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beach was great. And very few people... We may have to come back here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LCcNujG03qE/TjyY1OlunvI/AAAAAAAADgU/b8iYA45YPko/s1600/DSC_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LCcNujG03qE/TjyY1OlunvI/AAAAAAAADgU/b8iYA45YPko/s320/DSC_0067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637548873777848050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fPuA4InhNzk/TjyZa1Y0JsI/AAAAAAAADgk/ahZu7cmeGDA/s1600/DSC_0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fPuA4InhNzk/TjyZa1Y0JsI/AAAAAAAADgk/ahZu7cmeGDA/s320/DSC_0074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637549519847827138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this my good side?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m_imnrvjLuo/TjyZaYT4QEI/AAAAAAAADgc/0N7Cpfb-lwA/s1600/DSC_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m_imnrvjLuo/TjyZaYT4QEI/AAAAAAAADgc/0N7Cpfb-lwA/s320/DSC_0069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637549512042496066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hotel is coool. I love these high beds... I can't wait to fall off, head-first... Poor kid needs to wear a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QfZGw0Tpxqw/TjyYCpD8uGI/AAAAAAAADf0/GNfToEphMiQ/s1600/DSC_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QfZGw0Tpxqw/TjyYCpD8uGI/AAAAAAAADf0/GNfToEphMiQ/s320/DSC_0051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637548004710594658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My head is indestructible!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fqrHLU8bndE/TjyYC9svs5I/AAAAAAAADf8/I225GyTSD7s/s1600/DSC_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fqrHLU8bndE/TjyYC9svs5I/AAAAAAAADf8/I225GyTSD7s/s320/DSC_0053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637548010250417042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 tired kiddos. At least there's some evidence that they were getting along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wqFOmDqyYJM/Tj85vq7T9yI/AAAAAAAADgs/6zKND4t7uAw/s1600/DSC_0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wqFOmDqyYJM/Tj85vq7T9yI/AAAAAAAADgs/6zKND4t7uAw/s320/DSC_0088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638288749630846754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-5171401800599640141?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/5171401800599640141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/5171401800599640141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/08/fl-vacation-day-1.html' title='FL Vacation Day #1'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UNjx7OF3grE/Tjx9Q253QpI/AAAAAAAADe8/t04mEudx70w/s72-c/DSC_0026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-816370738152922215</id><published>2011-08-01T19:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T19:58:37.589-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look who's a walker!</title><content type='html'>Goodbye baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/27176515?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="300" frameborder="0" height="533"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello toddler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think all of our kids were walking around the 14 month mark. Go figure... they all look the same and hit their milestones at the same time.... I'm sure it has something to do with James' freakishly strong DNA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-816370738152922215?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/816370738152922215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/816370738152922215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/08/look-whos-walker.html' title='Look who&apos;s a walker!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-2242455134933155471</id><published>2011-07-27T19:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T19:18:30.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New House</title><content type='html'>Here's the progress on our new house.... WOW, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-33k1c41FNz8/TiwxPCq_jNI/AAAAAAAADec/wK2KSKvcWQw/s1600/IMG_0557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-33k1c41FNz8/TiwxPCq_jNI/AAAAAAAADec/wK2KSKvcWQw/s320/IMG_0557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632931368418643154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we believed what they originally told us, it should be complete in about a month or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead it looks like it will be close to Christmas by the time we will move in... and we will be apartment dwellers for many more months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say we are frustrated is an understatement. I thought we would be frustrated at the speed when they started building, not taking an extra 3 months just to get started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, poor Austin had his first cavity filled yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bIshK3uYdhI/TjCp6R2MAeI/AAAAAAAADek/v7lV30t6Y0o/s1600/DSC_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bIshK3uYdhI/TjCp6R2MAeI/AAAAAAAADek/v7lV30t6Y0o/s320/DSC_0019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634189952528679394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also had his first set of x-rays and cat scan done last Saturday. He dove into shallow water head first and scared the crud out of us. He's good, but he's cost us a pretty penny this month  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Cole snacking on a nectarine. I left the groceries on the ground, left for a second, and came back to him helping himself. Very resourceful child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZrYakDcrr-E/TjCp6xS2IyI/AAAAAAAADes/A1J2geeh9Ik/s1600/DSC_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZrYakDcrr-E/TjCp6xS2IyI/AAAAAAAADes/A1J2geeh9Ik/s320/DSC_0021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634189960970380066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TlbZaY3B8-I/TjCp7Ex4XoI/AAAAAAAADe0/tSWeVYa8PSc/s1600/DSC_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TlbZaY3B8-I/TjCp7Ex4XoI/AAAAAAAADe0/tSWeVYa8PSc/s320/DSC_0023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634189966200823426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-2242455134933155471?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/2242455134933155471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/2242455134933155471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-house.html' title='New House'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-33k1c41FNz8/TiwxPCq_jNI/AAAAAAAADec/wK2KSKvcWQw/s72-c/IMG_0557.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-900603462743427194</id><published>2011-07-24T09:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T09:42:52.551-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kidz Bop</title><content type='html'>Have I ever mentioned that Cole loves music? Well he does. I finally caved and bought the kids a Kidz Bop cd. They've seen it advertised on tv and it's always playing at the gym. We typically listen to Christian music in the car because I've heard some crazy lyrics on the normal radio stations! They change the inappropriate words in the lyrics on popular songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Cole jammin' to a song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/26829350?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="300" frameborder="0" height="533"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-900603462743427194?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/900603462743427194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/900603462743427194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/07/kidz-bop.html' title='Kidz Bop'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-5257961094925773156</id><published>2011-07-18T07:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T07:55:59.555-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Smithville, TX B&amp;B</title><content type='html'>We set off to the hill country this weekend to the small town of Smithville, TX. I heard that one of its claims to fame was that the  movie Hope Floats was filmed there... One of my all time faves! After hearing that, I eagerly anticipated meeting the owners of the B&amp;amp;B, knowing that they'd have Harry Connick Jr's charm and good looks. Sure enough, they were extremely friendly (and a cute older couple) - just as you'd expect in this quiet little Texas town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to our cabin! I hope you brought some food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlzReTMIaLI/TiNzF75PvoI/AAAAAAAADbA/wZ5RawIOQ-s/s1600/DSC_0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlzReTMIaLI/TiNzF75PvoI/AAAAAAAADbA/wZ5RawIOQ-s/s320/DSC_0147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630470504957591170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r21_zuauDDY/TiNzYskX8zI/AAAAAAAADbQ/RyhzaTZRvjk/s1600/DSC_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r21_zuauDDY/TiNzYskX8zI/AAAAAAAADbQ/RyhzaTZRvjk/s320/DSC_0067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630470827261031218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the pond all to ourselves - if you don't count an occasional visit from one of the cows. Or the very curious (read: territorial and frightening) snake that lived under the dock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cjGzYEclTPM/TiNz75S1C8I/AAAAAAAADb4/4tGI77baBhA/s1600/DSC_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cjGzYEclTPM/TiNz75S1C8I/AAAAAAAADb4/4tGI77baBhA/s320/DSC_0121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630471431972522946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1KWGBzKEkHE/TiNz8Fmts4I/AAAAAAAADcA/drgb-oMHNKs/s1600/DSC_0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1KWGBzKEkHE/TiNz8Fmts4I/AAAAAAAADcA/drgb-oMHNKs/s320/DSC_0122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630471435277153154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually on a real organic farm... they have beautiful gardens and farm animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These twins are grass fed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_IM2BfO_U7w/TiN2bAk2AuI/AAAAAAAADdA/5VhHvbZupX0/s1600/DSC_0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_IM2BfO_U7w/TiN2bAk2AuI/AAAAAAAADdA/5VhHvbZupX0/s320/DSC_0109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630474165526332130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These twins are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Cm49R85oQI/TiN2bTAQNdI/AAAAAAAADdI/H1P5y3gG4HQ/s1600/DSC_0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Cm49R85oQI/TiN2bTAQNdI/AAAAAAAADdI/H1P5y3gG4HQ/s320/DSC_0106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630474170473133522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few happy campers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ztID2Ascyr8/TiNzZM60hII/AAAAAAAADbY/T3xOIPgVC9Y/s1600/DSC_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ztID2Ascyr8/TiNzZM60hII/AAAAAAAADbY/T3xOIPgVC9Y/s320/DSC_0071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630470835945112706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They forgot me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OakAz27T9Bk/TiN5DeN8gtI/AAAAAAAADeA/CNjzJsCC4WE/s1600/DSC_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OakAz27T9Bk/TiN5DeN8gtI/AAAAAAAADeA/CNjzJsCC4WE/s320/DSC_0064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630477059701375698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby not too thrilled she had to wait until Austin was done on the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E_mpaMXaeAM/TiNzvNbP7PI/AAAAAAAADbg/zzTFg-Xoiw0/s1600/DSC_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E_mpaMXaeAM/TiNzvNbP7PI/AAAAAAAADbg/zzTFg-Xoiw0/s320/DSC_0073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630471214038248690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls' turn! It amazes me that Emily will pick up worms, lizards, etc. - but if a little ant gets on her she'll scream bloody murder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A9avHFBfOog/TiNzvnXeSGI/AAAAAAAADbw/YOJykn7UQBU/s1600/DSC_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A9avHFBfOog/TiNzvnXeSGI/AAAAAAAADbw/YOJykn7UQBU/s320/DSC_0083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630471221001734242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tell her what she's won. A Brand New Bass!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v0lIP7_NT9Y/TiN0vBa5qII/AAAAAAAADco/96Fnn7POhrE/s1600/DSC_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v0lIP7_NT9Y/TiN0vBa5qII/AAAAAAAADco/96Fnn7POhrE/s320/DSC_0136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630472310327191682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's wiggling!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uI6amQ9gJi4/TiN0u2mZHFI/AAAAAAAADcg/pCAxY8oGmQM/s1600/DSC_0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uI6amQ9gJi4/TiN0u2mZHFI/AAAAAAAADcg/pCAxY8oGmQM/s320/DSC_0135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630472307422600274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nHRbanBrvJg/TiNzvZk6qSI/AAAAAAAADbo/9pS6vUs0zv0/s1600/DSC_0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nHRbanBrvJg/TiNzvZk6qSI/AAAAAAAADbo/9pS6vUs0zv0/s320/DSC_0079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630471217300023586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mr. Catfish 2011"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NXxJSwkF5Ss/TiN0oJCbq6I/AAAAAAAADcI/9U_oogCur_0/s1600/DSC_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NXxJSwkF5Ss/TiN0oJCbq6I/AAAAAAAADcI/9U_oogCur_0/s320/DSC_0124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630472192112962466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PYdj1w5bXWo/TiN1EPqxcpI/AAAAAAAADcw/s3UcHH5Kie0/s1600/DSC_0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PYdj1w5bXWo/TiN1EPqxcpI/AAAAAAAADcw/s3UcHH5Kie0/s320/DSC_0137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630472674929111698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l6flAI9-Jn0/TiNzYlxFA3I/AAAAAAAADbI/ru9i6K07pxE/s1600/DSC_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l6flAI9-Jn0/TiNzYlxFA3I/AAAAAAAADbI/ru9i6K07pxE/s320/DSC_0062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630470825435267954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This catfish almost pulled Austin in - he brought it in all by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_k7K7waUf-4/TiN34krHkHI/AAAAAAAADdg/EZSebCultDo/s1600/IMG_0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_k7K7waUf-4/TiN34krHkHI/AAAAAAAADdg/EZSebCultDo/s320/IMG_0217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630475772944158834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another cast. Another fish... Austin was on fire and is now totally hooked on fishing! (thank goodness)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mW2_2kun1t4/TiN0oUwicwI/AAAAAAAADcQ/3TSFDzB7koY/s1600/DSC_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mW2_2kun1t4/TiN0oUwicwI/AAAAAAAADcQ/3TSFDzB7koY/s320/DSC_0131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630472195259134722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can hold it, Dad."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EBu21zIRcpE/TiN0opLgNiI/AAAAAAAADcY/KNn-_2r8m40/s1600/DSC_0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EBu21zIRcpE/TiN0opLgNiI/AAAAAAAADcY/KNn-_2r8m40/s320/DSC_0133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630472200740943394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IOszAu_XeMA/TiN343Rzy7I/AAAAAAAADdo/qQEq7rtPcMA/s1600/IMG_0220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IOszAu_XeMA/TiN343Rzy7I/AAAAAAAADdo/qQEq7rtPcMA/s320/IMG_0220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630475777938279346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HgMqQ89lf6o/TiN35JJ36zI/AAAAAAAADdw/xVMUPsgY-YY/s1600/IMG_0221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HgMqQ89lf6o/TiN35JJ36zI/AAAAAAAADdw/xVMUPsgY-YY/s320/IMG_0221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630475782736833330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TDLzD5jdmWc/TiN35nnK8UI/AAAAAAAADd4/ZVCZNxcgH64/s1600/IMG_0222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TDLzD5jdmWc/TiN35nnK8UI/AAAAAAAADd4/ZVCZNxcgH64/s320/IMG_0222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630475790912778562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess out in the country you expect to see some critters you wouldn't normally see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A1eA8syTpVU/TiN2nk7sReI/AAAAAAAADdQ/BgQ30VkRa78/s1600/DSC_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A1eA8syTpVU/TiN2nk7sReI/AAAAAAAADdQ/BgQ30VkRa78/s320/DSC_0103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630474381444269538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew our mini-vacation was over when James informed me that this guy was eyeing me on the front porch while I was relaxing and reading after the kids had gone to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PjzZ5t9dB0Q/TiN2n8dpPtI/AAAAAAAADdY/S73SluyXtrQ/s1600/DSC_0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PjzZ5t9dB0Q/TiN2n8dpPtI/AAAAAAAADdY/S73SluyXtrQ/s320/DSC_0164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630474387760692946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew it was time to say goodbye to Smithville. Until next time!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eQRsAlaDagU/TiN1EX4OYHI/AAAAAAAADc4/WhDOqqLtqCI/s1600/DSC_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eQRsAlaDagU/TiN1EX4OYHI/AAAAAAAADc4/WhDOqqLtqCI/s320/DSC_0117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630472677133017202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-5257961094925773156?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/5257961094925773156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/5257961094925773156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/07/smithville-tx-b.html' title='Smithville, TX B&amp;B'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlzReTMIaLI/TiNzF75PvoI/AAAAAAAADbA/wZ5RawIOQ-s/s72-c/DSC_0147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-4737021347918437189</id><published>2011-07-12T13:09:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T13:38:10.772-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun</title><content type='html'>I seldom take pictures these days, but life has been pretty busy! I could blame it on the baby since he is always crawling (not walking yet) off with stuff like this... (my camera lens). Although it kind of looks like we painted a mustache on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H_2SrVFbcec/ThyPsNyKauI/AAAAAAAADaQ/WCAgzmY2jt0/s1600/DSC_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H_2SrVFbcec/ThyPsNyKauI/AAAAAAAADaQ/WCAgzmY2jt0/s320/DSC_0049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628531624083352290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We try to get out of this apartment as much as possible. The girls took a few art classes this week and made these creations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MptTih_ZVzU/ThyPUOb0w0I/AAAAAAAADaA/9UwSNsMhcys/s1600/DSC_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MptTih_ZVzU/ThyPUOb0w0I/AAAAAAAADaA/9UwSNsMhcys/s320/DSC_0050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628531211941233474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tYOM_NLCc9Y/ThyPUxv7ooI/AAAAAAAADaI/3LmW1NMcg1s/s1600/DSC_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tYOM_NLCc9Y/ThyPUxv7ooI/AAAAAAAADaI/3LmW1NMcg1s/s320/DSC_0052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628531221420810882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been to the zoo (no pictures), the gym (no pictures), parks (no pictures), gymnastics (no pictures), several pools (no pictures)... yeah you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James got a brand new burnt orange kayak. We've taken it out a few times and it's a lot of fun. I'm hoping he and Austin can catch tons of fish to help cover what we paid for it. I did get a picture of it with my phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPhNSY-cGNU/ThySKNJRVPI/AAAAAAAADaY/ewpfB07g5Nc/s1600/IMG_0550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPhNSY-cGNU/ThySKNJRVPI/AAAAAAAADaY/ewpfB07g5Nc/s320/IMG_0550.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628534338331170034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you look real close you might see me rowing Abby around while she feeds the fish a bubble gum and strawberry slushy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xDzeH74MnXM/ThySVi6qxXI/AAAAAAAADao/uEOfITxIMkw/s1600/IMG_0552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xDzeH74MnXM/ThySVi6qxXI/AAAAAAAADao/uEOfITxIMkw/s320/IMG_0552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628534533154063730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-4737021347918437189?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/4737021347918437189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/4737021347918437189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/07/summer-fun.html' title='Summer Fun'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H_2SrVFbcec/ThyPsNyKauI/AAAAAAAADaQ/WCAgzmY2jt0/s72-c/DSC_0049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-3956663456007403119</id><published>2011-07-03T17:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T17:23:33.639-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Apartment bound</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P16m5wDqGvk/ThDoPJJcutI/AAAAAAAADY0/N5FHOpPVX7g/s1600/DSC_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P16m5wDqGvk/ThDoPJJcutI/AAAAAAAADY0/N5FHOpPVX7g/s320/DSC_0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625251281436981970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what Mr. Crabs thinks about our new living situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm inclined to agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We officially closed on our house last week and moved into our smaller living quarters. It's been a stressful few weeks - our closing was delayed due to an appraisal issue and when resolved, we had 3 days to move a family of 6 out of the very first home we've ever owned. We moved our stuff into 3 places - storage, our apartment garage, and our apartment. I'm having a hard time finding things at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin is sharing a bedroom with Cole and the girls are together. They are jealous they can't share a bedroom with Cole. Actually they are jealous of many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're making the best of the situation... getting out of the apartment as much as possible. I feel sorry for our neighbors, but so far no complaints. We're on the second floor with people above us and people below us. Our new house keeps getting delayed... it is now supposed to start mid-July, but I fully expect a hurricane and some much needed rain to hit then delaying it again. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope y'all have a happy and safe 4th. We are blessed to live in this country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he hasn't been Mr. Crabs ALL of the time... just most of the time. He has some new teeth in the back coming in. Ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QD-GSe4O3Iw/ThDoPXpN-cI/AAAAAAAADY8/AdHuYvEQVD8/s1600/DSC_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QD-GSe4O3Iw/ThDoPXpN-cI/AAAAAAAADY8/AdHuYvEQVD8/s320/DSC_0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625251285328329154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-3956663456007403119?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/3956663456007403119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/3956663456007403119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/07/apartment-bound.html' title='Apartment bound'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P16m5wDqGvk/ThDoPJJcutI/AAAAAAAADY0/N5FHOpPVX7g/s72-c/DSC_0034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-6315691031647253511</id><published>2011-06-14T14:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T15:01:44.937-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4 cuties</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oyNjw7no0VQ/Tfe9mKgA1cI/AAAAAAAADYc/vUNJ-yi3S9U/s1600/DSC_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oyNjw7no0VQ/Tfe9mKgA1cI/AAAAAAAADYc/vUNJ-yi3S9U/s320/DSC_0108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618167523519288770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MUEkiYJqw3w/Tfe9l3okUOI/AAAAAAAADYU/CurU_xwzIt4/s1600/DSC_0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MUEkiYJqw3w/Tfe9l3okUOI/AAAAAAAADYU/CurU_xwzIt4/s320/DSC_0102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618167518454894818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8x9qHTVoBkk/Tfe97BTYGzI/AAAAAAAADYk/SJQPF6COMwg/s1600/DSC_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8x9qHTVoBkk/Tfe97BTYGzI/AAAAAAAADYk/SJQPF6COMwg/s320/DSC_0121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618167881827621682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_V4OXZLWKmg/Tfe97uXLAaI/AAAAAAAADYs/hurzdbH7xEk/s1600/DSC_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_V4OXZLWKmg/Tfe97uXLAaI/AAAAAAAADYs/hurzdbH7xEk/s320/DSC_0129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618167893923135906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-6315691031647253511?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/6315691031647253511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/6315691031647253511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/06/4-cuties.html' title='4 cuties'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oyNjw7no0VQ/Tfe9mKgA1cI/AAAAAAAADYc/vUNJ-yi3S9U/s72-c/DSC_0108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-9086836958507850753</id><published>2011-06-07T13:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T13:46:50.359-05:00</updated><title type='text'>G is for Glamour Girl</title><content type='html'>Abby was assigned the letter G for the kindergarten alphabet parade at school. A dear friend helped me dress her up - don't you think she is stylin'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2JmYi2Hf_vA/Tee9UsRXA8I/AAAAAAAADW4/hfUbDN8ySKI/s1600/DSC_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2JmYi2Hf_vA/Tee9UsRXA8I/AAAAAAAADW4/hfUbDN8ySKI/s320/DSC_0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613663623719617474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily chose the letter P. Not surprised at all. We didn't have to think out of the box on that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sw6lQfC_cuo/Tee9UWksXRI/AAAAAAAADWw/PjVl01WghLg/s1600/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sw6lQfC_cuo/Tee9UWksXRI/AAAAAAAADWw/PjVl01WghLg/s320/DSC_0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613663617895128338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_nXfXt6VpU8/Tee9UE4S1vI/AAAAAAAADWo/_tNcX6bAJjM/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_nXfXt6VpU8/Tee9UE4S1vI/AAAAAAAADWo/_tNcX6bAJjM/s320/DSC_0005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613663613145503474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-9086836958507850753?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/9086836958507850753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/9086836958507850753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/06/g-is-for-glamour-girl.html' title='G is for Glamour Girl'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2JmYi2Hf_vA/Tee9UsRXA8I/AAAAAAAADW4/hfUbDN8ySKI/s72-c/DSC_0003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-1537538366225396310</id><published>2011-06-06T12:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T12:57:45.092-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shockwaves</title><content type='html'>This is what has been consuming our  life these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MnzoMZ1d9TY/Tee5AQ9T4yI/AAAAAAAADWA/OLpcdi0L0_c/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MnzoMZ1d9TY/Tee5AQ9T4yI/AAAAAAAADWA/OLpcdi0L0_c/s320/DSC_0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613658874743874338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swim team. Almost every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As big of a commitment that it is - it really is fun to watch. Austin is a whole head shorter than most kids in his age group and he is a top contender every week, usually placing between 1st and 3rd in the freestyle, butterfly, and the relays. He actually qualified for invitationals which will be another full day knocked out of our busy schedule, but figure we should let him experience it now before he gets older. Height does play a role in the sport of swimming, so physics are against him at the moment. Might as well let him do it now  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wBAQMRCY4YI/Tee5AtogzkI/AAAAAAAADWI/xdqXVIvwIFw/s1600/DSC_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wBAQMRCY4YI/Tee5AtogzkI/AAAAAAAADWI/xdqXVIvwIFw/s320/DSC_0021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613658882441268802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4PbP6rN6bdo/Te0UQGWjVZI/AAAAAAAADXU/aKLRpOKZHTo/s1600/DSC_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4PbP6rN6bdo/Te0UQGWjVZI/AAAAAAAADXU/aKLRpOKZHTo/s320/DSC_0072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615166577216542098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet little Emily usually places in the middle... but she is so cute to watch and is trying her hardest out there. We couldn't be more prouder of her. She just swims the freestyle and backstroke. Going into the season, she didn't know how to do either and she has improved drastically. Her personal times get better each meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XHYP7QDGtTo/Tee2sUp_PmI/AAAAAAAADV4/EXkfKcygPl4/s1600/DSC_0308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XHYP7QDGtTo/Tee2sUp_PmI/AAAAAAAADV4/EXkfKcygPl4/s320/DSC_0308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613656333115932258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DHu2pnBxpXM/Te0UReWZWwI/AAAAAAAADXc/f6IGSfbPTb4/s1600/DSC_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DHu2pnBxpXM/Te0UReWZWwI/AAAAAAAADXc/f6IGSfbPTb4/s320/DSC_0076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615166600838208258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby will sometimes join us at the meets on Saturdays - but they are long days and it is very hot. She usually makes it a few hours and then James will take her home with him and Cole. A friend and I are in charge of the 6 and under girls, so she'll hang out and play with them as long as she can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2 current Shockwaves:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--AWW3asOhdQ/Tefarkw0vqI/AAAAAAAADXA/LgKIQ0LZZ1s/s1600/DSC_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--AWW3asOhdQ/Tefarkw0vqI/AAAAAAAADXA/LgKIQ0LZZ1s/s320/DSC_0060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613695902678302370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z39IYGtpBjg/Tefar2ljHSI/AAAAAAAADXI/_9OBDxkkGi0/s1600/DSC_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z39IYGtpBjg/Tefar2ljHSI/AAAAAAAADXI/_9OBDxkkGi0/s320/DSC_0061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613695907462847778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And future Shockwaves:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xk2Kz-8oCgw/Tee7qXZ_iqI/AAAAAAAADWQ/Al2JUl1m6XM/s1600/100_1183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xk2Kz-8oCgw/Tee7qXZ_iqI/AAAAAAAADWQ/Al2JUl1m6XM/s320/100_1183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613661797052549794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rF-Ee_CJKzE/Tee79wSjN5I/AAAAAAAADWg/SZiAnsG2pCI/s1600/DSC_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rF-Ee_CJKzE/Tee79wSjN5I/AAAAAAAADWg/SZiAnsG2pCI/s320/DSC_0035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613662130149734290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xPDUXA7O4g8/Tee70fcKWpI/AAAAAAAADWY/il4FlSacg5A/s1600/DSC_0155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xPDUXA7O4g8/Tee70fcKWpI/AAAAAAAADWY/il4FlSacg5A/s320/DSC_0155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613661971007822482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-1537538366225396310?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/1537538366225396310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/1537538366225396310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/06/shockwaves.html' title='Shockwaves'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MnzoMZ1d9TY/Tee5AQ9T4yI/AAAAAAAADWA/OLpcdi0L0_c/s72-c/DSC_0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-1862423582323724737</id><published>2011-06-01T12:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T12:21:22.305-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cole videos</title><content type='html'>I just dumped my phone pictures and videos onto the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few of our little ONE year old!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Cole's first taste of ice cream, it's a love/hate thing. I feel the same way... although for very different reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/24523386?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="300" frameborder="0" height="533"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be a boy thing. Austin pretends to burp... Cole thinks it's the funniest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/24523812?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="300" frameborder="0" height="533"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future soccer star?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/24523489?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="300" frameborder="0" height="533"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or future American  Idol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/24523646?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="300" frameborder="0" height="533"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news... our house sold! It really wasn't on the market that long, and now we are headed to a teency weency apartment in the next few weeks. Our new house won't be ready until October. So it will be a fun and cramped summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think he makes the cutest little flower?? I can't wait to share my blog with him when he's 13 or so.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KhWnb1QJuww/TeZq3as62XI/AAAAAAAADVw/Ca6_9RgfN8A/s1600/IMG_0507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KhWnb1QJuww/TeZq3as62XI/AAAAAAAADVw/Ca6_9RgfN8A/s320/IMG_0507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613291485856979314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-1862423582323724737?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/1862423582323724737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/1862423582323724737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/06/cole-videos.html' title='Cole videos'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KhWnb1QJuww/TeZq3as62XI/AAAAAAAADVw/Ca6_9RgfN8A/s72-c/IMG_0507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-342367627501624036</id><published>2011-05-06T14:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T14:41:11.608-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Field Day and Field Trip</title><content type='html'>Today was field day at the kiddo's school. And boy was it hot out  there!! I was assigned to the sack races so I didn't get to see much  else. It looked like everyone was soaking wet at the end of the day from all the water games!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-De7rHkBO2fo/TcRLNuVCWcI/AAAAAAAADUo/E-NfFHXv_Z4/s1600/DSC_0253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-De7rHkBO2fo/TcRLNuVCWcI/AAAAAAAADUo/E-NfFHXv_Z4/s320/DSC_0253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603686535502387650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OFkGmhzy_FI/TcRKuHhzKQI/AAAAAAAADUg/PmMqf58R0g0/s1600/DSC_0252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OFkGmhzy_FI/TcRKuHhzKQI/AAAAAAAADUg/PmMqf58R0g0/s320/DSC_0252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603685992510990594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9PFE1gGCpos/TcRKtiUhCxI/AAAAAAAADUY/t6yFEaTwOR8/s1600/DSC_0243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9PFE1gGCpos/TcRKtiUhCxI/AAAAAAAADUY/t6yFEaTwOR8/s320/DSC_0243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603685982523165458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily not feeling the sack races... or anything else that I saw for that matter. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EwPL5QjR_gg/TcRKtaWkTpI/AAAAAAAADUQ/ufBOkmVp0wo/s1600/DSC_0242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EwPL5QjR_gg/TcRKtaWkTpI/AAAAAAAADUQ/ufBOkmVp0wo/s320/DSC_0242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603685980384284306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t50EmqSVXlY/TcRLNzLWUAI/AAAAAAAADUw/rWDO8yF4dOE/s1600/DSC_0259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t50EmqSVXlY/TcRLNzLWUAI/AAAAAAAADUw/rWDO8yF4dOE/s320/DSC_0259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603686536803930114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JPu4SHCwHLQ/TcRLOFgGLEI/AAAAAAAADU4/8frP53FrD6E/s1600/DSC_0260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JPu4SHCwHLQ/TcRLOFgGLEI/AAAAAAAADU4/8frP53FrD6E/s320/DSC_0260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603686541722790978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was from the kinder rodeo back in March... I was just trying to go through all my photos and see what school things I have forgotten to put on the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cute little cowgirls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uv6g0QFYcVs/TcRLwlODmQI/AAAAAAAADVI/Nv7WPQ74-Fk/s1600/DSC_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uv6g0QFYcVs/TcRLwlODmQI/AAAAAAAADVI/Nv7WPQ74-Fk/s320/DSC_0023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603687134352611586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proof that Emily does participate in some things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f3ueC-b848Y/TcRLwa0neDI/AAAAAAAADVA/XvwZx1arT8w/s1600/DSC_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f3ueC-b848Y/TcRLwa0neDI/AAAAAAAADVA/XvwZx1arT8w/s320/DSC_0046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603687131561556018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are from the girls' field trip to the Oil Ranch. I forgot my camera  so had to use my phone instead. There were tons of fun things to do... including milking a cow. Yeah... my girls were not feeling that one. I thought Emily might considering her love of bugs - she'll pick up any disgusting little creature but wouldn't go near a cow that was locked up in some sort of gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-svH_GgFd__8/TcRKtM020MI/AAAAAAAADUI/Eo9T2w1kUo0/s1600/000_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-svH_GgFd__8/TcRKtM020MI/AAAAAAAADUI/Eo9T2w1kUo0/s320/000_0010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603685976753230018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cgAK3Wx4GGA/TcRKszjiMSI/AAAAAAAADUA/zjuFy7Ps_qE/s1600/000_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cgAK3Wx4GGA/TcRKszjiMSI/AAAAAAAADUA/zjuFy7Ps_qE/s320/000_0008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603685969969688866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ZL5_hswREo/TcRMddIIBKI/AAAAAAAADVQ/cbRNDy_upkU/s1600/IMG_0451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ZL5_hswREo/TcRMddIIBKI/AAAAAAAADVQ/cbRNDy_upkU/s320/IMG_0451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603687905274365090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rncaCay3Cbg/TcRMdwTy4PI/AAAAAAAADVg/buPP8zWHbws/s1600/IMG_0460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rncaCay3Cbg/TcRMdwTy4PI/AAAAAAAADVg/buPP8zWHbws/s320/IMG_0460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603687910423585010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5tDOY89i-NA/TcRMePPSGNI/AAAAAAAADVo/lie0Ug-qp1o/s1600/IMG_0462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5tDOY89i-NA/TcRMePPSGNI/AAAAAAAADVo/lie0Ug-qp1o/s320/IMG_0462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603687918726158546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hUnaay4_BIY/TcRMdqmwBNI/AAAAAAAADVY/PCKyozO94vw/s1600/IMG_0456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hUnaay4_BIY/TcRMdqmwBNI/AAAAAAAADVY/PCKyozO94vw/s320/IMG_0456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603687908892476626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-342367627501624036?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/342367627501624036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/342367627501624036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/05/field-day-and-field-trip.html' title='Field Day and Field Trip'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-De7rHkBO2fo/TcRLNuVCWcI/AAAAAAAADUo/E-NfFHXv_Z4/s72-c/DSC_0253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-2246720975673324983</id><published>2011-05-03T10:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T10:25:21.684-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparing for the royal wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MqfxRD5pFoc/TcAd2ef3HKI/AAAAAAAADT4/cfdShfBvRi4/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MqfxRD5pFoc/TcAd2ef3HKI/AAAAAAAADT4/cfdShfBvRi4/s320/DSC_0017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602510758185737378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LsgRdrl9kJI/TcAd2D1rGRI/AAAAAAAADTw/ObFH9BhXYgI/s1600/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LsgRdrl9kJI/TcAd2D1rGRI/AAAAAAAADTw/ObFH9BhXYgI/s320/DSC_0013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602510751029467410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-2246720975673324983?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/2246720975673324983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/2246720975673324983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/05/preparing-for-royal-wedding.html' title='Preparing for the royal wedding'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MqfxRD5pFoc/TcAd2ef3HKI/AAAAAAAADT4/cfdShfBvRi4/s72-c/DSC_0017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-5201368378414683904</id><published>2011-05-02T13:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T13:28:16.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>May 2nd</title><content type='html'>7 years ago today, James' dad went to heaven. We miss him dearly. I wish the kids would remember what a great man he was... but the girls and Cole weren't here yet and Austin was just 16 months old. I know they would have loved spending time with him. They lived out in the country and we had such fun when we visited... eating the best homemade meals and fishing to our heart's desire. Cancer sucks. Now 7 years later, James' brother is having some health issues also. I don't want to say much - but our family would really appreciate your prayers right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know I haven't mentioned that we lost our dog Saffron last month. This was the dog we "adopted" after James' mother passed away. She was his mom's baby, and for some strange reason I felt her presence through that dog. Weird I know. She was 14... and I know golden retrievers don't usually live that long. The kids were upset but haven't really dwelled on it like I thought they would. They know she's in heaven with grandma and Paw-Paw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was her last bath...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5DkQRbfXpQY/Tb72cw9NvfI/AAAAAAAADTg/7crXxYvKcEE/s1600/DSC_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5DkQRbfXpQY/Tb72cw9NvfI/AAAAAAAADTg/7crXxYvKcEE/s320/DSC_0139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602185960533900786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't really want to end the post on a sad note - so here's 2 of my goofballs. They make my heart smile everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_gn_KA80lbA/Tb726sdIRuI/AAAAAAAADTo/ZaadXQ-5fwo/s1600/DSC_0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_gn_KA80lbA/Tb726sdIRuI/AAAAAAAADTo/ZaadXQ-5fwo/s320/DSC_0218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602186474721658594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-5201368378414683904?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/5201368378414683904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/5201368378414683904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/05/may-2nd.html' title='May 2nd'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5DkQRbfXpQY/Tb72cw9NvfI/AAAAAAAADTg/7crXxYvKcEE/s72-c/DSC_0139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-4824049226253996246</id><published>2011-04-28T14:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T14:47:04.945-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls b-day pictures</title><content type='html'>Well the girls turned six 43 days ago (but who's counting?) and I have yet to put the pictures up from their exciting day. In all honesty, I actually loaded these the day after their birthday but have yet to post them. Better late than never, right??! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took them to a kiddie salon called Sweet and Sassy where they got pampered. This was right up their alley! They loved it and talk about doing it next year. I won't share how much it cost because it was absolutely ridiculous!! But since they didn't have a party I figured this made up for it. And Emily DID get her ears pierced! She changed her mind that morning about 12 times, but went through with it. Abby says she is waiting until her 10th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zbHbINXPtq4/TYEW8K_6tmI/AAAAAAAADPs/NVWfKPR4_UI/s1600/DSC_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zbHbINXPtq4/TYEW8K_6tmI/AAAAAAAADPs/NVWfKPR4_UI/s320/DSC_0053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584770235916531298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3nxPPUxGjgc/TYEW8tpahLI/AAAAAAAADP0/GJBzgff0xQg/s1600/DSC_0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3nxPPUxGjgc/TYEW8tpahLI/AAAAAAAADP0/GJBzgff0xQg/s320/DSC_0054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584770245217387698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctoaVqwNm48/TYEW8wbeWwI/AAAAAAAADP8/nnpMA1nbVuY/s1600/DSC_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h6l7C8udGjY/TbnDjPnXr_I/AAAAAAAADTY/Z3VWTyPDriU/s320/DSC_0113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600722621866422258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-4824049226253996246?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/4824049226253996246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/4824049226253996246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/04/girls-b-day-pictures.html' title='Girls b-day pictures'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zbHbINXPtq4/TYEW8K_6tmI/AAAAAAAADPs/NVWfKPR4_UI/s72-c/DSC_0053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-6277614631847941845</id><published>2011-04-25T16:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T09:24:52.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sick</title><content type='html'>My little Emily never gets sick. And it happens so rarely that when she does get something - the sweet little thing acts like she's on her deathbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's her daddy's girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she woke up this morning with a cough... in which I thought she was making it sound worse than what it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She coughed all the way to school, gave me the "poor, poor me" act and then when we got home - she was ready to go to the store, practice some reading and writing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;play safari girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n_7IIvV4l_8/TbW9dR6YtTI/AAAAAAAADSI/7jfPXVHxTp8/s1600/IMG_0467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n_7IIvV4l_8/TbW9dR6YtTI/AAAAAAAADSI/7jfPXVHxTp8/s320/IMG_0467.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599590022427227442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gu3soPVXz20/TbW9diLXpRI/AAAAAAAADSQ/QqC0ad1Wzuk/s1600/IMG_0468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gu3soPVXz20/TbW9diLXpRI/AAAAAAAADSQ/QqC0ad1Wzuk/s320/IMG_0468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599590026793428242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chill out with the baby brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iKD8k5neyHE/TbW9eEjnC5I/AAAAAAAADSY/y8QLm_rtDlQ/s1600/IMG_0474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iKD8k5neyHE/TbW9eEjnC5I/AAAAAAAADSY/y8QLm_rtDlQ/s320/IMG_0474.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599590036021906322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played barbies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qAv9Mfo4VHo/TbXAnlU0sSI/AAAAAAAADSg/KCUxADtd4M8/s1600/DSC_0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qAv9Mfo4VHo/TbXAnlU0sSI/AAAAAAAADSg/KCUxADtd4M8/s320/DSC_0228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599593497971962146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drew barbies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8e1fMZ0p8io/TbXD2osfL2I/AAAAAAAADTA/yYmyDUUYiHE/s1600/DSC_0229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8e1fMZ0p8io/TbXD2osfL2I/AAAAAAAADTA/yYmyDUUYiHE/s320/DSC_0229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599597055109443426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chased each other around the house ruining everything I had cleaned before they woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet little sick girl is headed back to school tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-6277614631847941845?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/6277614631847941845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/6277614631847941845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/04/home-sick.html' title='Home Sick'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n_7IIvV4l_8/TbW9dR6YtTI/AAAAAAAADSI/7jfPXVHxTp8/s72-c/IMG_0467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-6517747950817253399</id><published>2011-04-23T11:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T11:47:46.311-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>Oh my - we have been busy. Soccer just ended, swim team has just begun, and our house is officially on the market. We are rarely at the house these days - the house is being shown all the time. And when we are home, it involves cleaning. Keeping the house in perfect condition and "show ready" at all times is a complete joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures from painting eggs earlier today. I hope you all have a blessed Easter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--RPc7xHmYN4/TbMAJ6DXqZI/AAAAAAAADR4/j9nq_Nbh1Rs/s1600/DSC_0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--RPc7xHmYN4/TbMAJ6DXqZI/AAAAAAAADR4/j9nq_Nbh1Rs/s320/DSC_0190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598818931953871250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s91XVyvDPsc/TbMAJomDWnI/AAAAAAAADRw/nUpY49_MZAw/s1600/DSC_0189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s91XVyvDPsc/TbMAJomDWnI/AAAAAAAADRw/nUpY49_MZAw/s320/DSC_0189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598818927267502706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w73AOjG6hZ0/TbMAJexzLjI/AAAAAAAADRo/R9JPTgoBTgY/s1600/DSC_0182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w73AOjG6hZ0/TbMAJexzLjI/AAAAAAAADRo/R9JPTgoBTgY/s320/DSC_0182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598818924632419890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rR5LVcwZbFU/TbMAX_iRpXI/AAAAAAAADSA/ervwPkQL-Yk/s1600/DSC_0193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rR5LVcwZbFU/TbMAX_iRpXI/AAAAAAAADSA/ervwPkQL-Yk/s320/DSC_0193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598819173943846258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-6517747950817253399?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/6517747950817253399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/6517747950817253399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--RPc7xHmYN4/TbMAJ6DXqZI/AAAAAAAADR4/j9nq_Nbh1Rs/s72-c/DSC_0190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-5386102098385940727</id><published>2011-03-15T18:18:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T18:37:43.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad blogger</title><content type='html'>Well I knew it was awhile since I put something up on this blog, but I didn't realize it's been a month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been so busy with soccer, swimming, school, and just life. Plus it's hard to get anything done when you have a baby that hardly naps. And we're about to put our house up on the market. We're not moving far - just to a neighborhood close by. So things have been very crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the girls at 5 years and 364 days old. They'll be turning 6 tomorrow. 6!! What on earth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mnBUpnQDALk/TX_2Kjb9hQI/AAAAAAAADPM/19giDZIDggY/s1600/DSC_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mnBUpnQDALk/TX_2Kjb9hQI/AAAAAAAADPM/19giDZIDggY/s320/DSC_0039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584452724134348034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking them to a kiddie salon to get pampered. This is right up their ally. Emily is even going to get her ears pierced... well that's what she says now before she sees the ear gun tomorrow. Abby doesn't want to partake in any of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a few pictures from Austin's soccer game last weekend. He's still our little soccer star... quite the athlete. All he wants to do these days is play soccer, throw the football, etc. Anything outside. James and I have had some very good workouts lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iL7e3Ady0k4/TX_2K77x91I/AAAAAAAADPU/Oo4bTr9k1DY/s1600/DSC_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iL7e3Ady0k4/TX_2K77x91I/AAAAAAAADPU/Oo4bTr9k1DY/s320/DSC_0019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584452730710259538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zcVSES3o4ls/TX_2LFa-3LI/AAAAAAAADPc/8Z1K7V5yphg/s1600/DSC_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zcVSES3o4ls/TX_2LFa-3LI/AAAAAAAADPc/8Z1K7V5yphg/s320/DSC_0012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584452733257047218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, such talent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P6IXW6V4zYo/TX_3jOxm78I/AAAAAAAADPk/i7kEFEN8kuU/s1600/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P6IXW6V4zYo/TX_3jOxm78I/AAAAAAAADPk/i7kEFEN8kuU/s320/DSC_0009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584454247596355522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole at the last soccer game... he's getting so big. 10 months old now and into EVERYTHING. He's super fast... you can't take your eyes off of him for one second. He is exhausting... but oh so sweet :) Looking more like Austin everyday, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tG_flWkpobI/TX_1xdDgZ6I/AAAAAAAADO8/fsEMy9MKAgI/s1600/DSC_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tG_flWkpobI/TX_1xdDgZ6I/AAAAAAAADO8/fsEMy9MKAgI/s320/DSC_0021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584452292924434338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's spring break this week. The highlight today was that Austin ate his first hamburger... ever. Technically it was a cheeseburger, but since he doesn't like cheese (only "melted" cheese) we couldn't call it a cheeseburger. The kid loved it. Go figure. My picky eater is finally trying new things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8NaRJpAQZvU/TX_1xmj_JfI/AAAAAAAADPE/paYruk0oIKw/s1600/DSC_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8NaRJpAQZvU/TX_1xmj_JfI/AAAAAAAADPE/paYruk0oIKw/s320/DSC_0032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584452295476585970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-5386102098385940727?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/5386102098385940727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/5386102098385940727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/03/bad-blogger.html' title='Bad blogger'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mnBUpnQDALk/TX_2Kjb9hQI/AAAAAAAADPM/19giDZIDggY/s72-c/DSC_0039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-5534996791488866769</id><published>2011-02-15T09:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T09:28:50.563-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet little valentines</title><content type='html'>We had a very busy and fun Valentine's Day yesterday. I still view this holiday more of a Hallmark holiday... we usually don't go crazy with gifts or anything. I did get James a box of chocolate. And guess what I got in return? A new washer and dryer! Yipee!! It comes tomorrow, best Valentine's day EVER - ha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole has his tongue constantly out these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zrKoZQNxdQg/TVqZNnUtwII/AAAAAAAADNo/b_iuf_81lK0/s1600/DSC_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zrKoZQNxdQg/TVqZNnUtwII/AAAAAAAADNo/b_iuf_81lK0/s320/DSC_0067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573935947997626498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XVNq_ACG4u8/TVqZN6kckmI/AAAAAAAADNw/TuXpMvI71oU/s1600/DSC_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XVNq_ACG4u8/TVqZN6kckmI/AAAAAAAADNw/TuXpMvI71oU/s320/DSC_0070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573935953163883106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-grWo-fSCUUQ/TVqZOInMLOI/AAAAAAAADN4/lE_nZ4I-b7c/s1600/DSC_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-grWo-fSCUUQ/TVqZOInMLOI/AAAAAAAADN4/lE_nZ4I-b7c/s320/DSC_0072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573935956933487842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7i908_4H-GQ/TVqZOhzDhBI/AAAAAAAADOA/x2Dnqszz7K0/s1600/DSC_0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7i908_4H-GQ/TVqZOhzDhBI/AAAAAAAADOA/x2Dnqszz7K0/s320/DSC_0074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573935963694138386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AFKAUVPFM9g/TVqZO8nTQ-I/AAAAAAAADOI/7-WxxPg3Scg/s1600/DSC_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AFKAUVPFM9g/TVqZO8nTQ-I/AAAAAAAADOI/7-WxxPg3Scg/s320/DSC_0076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573935970892596194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee I wonder how Cole got these heart stamps all over his head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PtGkwQAcBQw/TVqZciRx34I/AAAAAAAADOQ/hXnboBIkL5U/s1600/DSC_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PtGkwQAcBQw/TVqZciRx34I/AAAAAAAADOQ/hXnboBIkL5U/s320/DSC_0083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573936204341174146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody completely admitted to it, but I have a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aBed83ErgB4/TVqZcweGAyI/AAAAAAAADOY/UyEPNs7z47o/s1600/DSC_0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aBed83ErgB4/TVqZcweGAyI/AAAAAAAADOY/UyEPNs7z47o/s320/DSC_0085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573936208150922018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-5534996791488866769?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/5534996791488866769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/5534996791488866769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/02/sweet-little-valentines.html' title='Sweet little valentines'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zrKoZQNxdQg/TVqZNnUtwII/AAAAAAAADNo/b_iuf_81lK0/s72-c/DSC_0067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-165642049142580908</id><published>2011-02-10T16:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T16:55:12.048-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Raggedy Ann</title><content type='html'>My mom brought over a Raggedy Ann doll for the girls to play with... apparently it was mine when I was little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily immediately said, "LOOK Abby! We can scare the princesses on Halloween with this clown!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TNaTIrOYx84/TVRsXJrdghI/AAAAAAAADNg/CdcEXW-WM4U/s1600/DSC_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TNaTIrOYx84/TVRsXJrdghI/AAAAAAAADNg/CdcEXW-WM4U/s320/DSC_0035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572197783955145234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-165642049142580908?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/165642049142580908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/165642049142580908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/02/raggedy-ann.html' title='Raggedy Ann'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TNaTIrOYx84/TVRsXJrdghI/AAAAAAAADNg/CdcEXW-WM4U/s72-c/DSC_0035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-6508216070828872865</id><published>2011-02-09T08:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T08:33:06.679-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Biking and gumballs</title><content type='html'>The prize?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gumball machine valued at $9.99 from Target 4 years ago (when we first tried to get Austin to ride a bike).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TVGovWPapqI/AAAAAAAADNY/n55vx6_4KLY/s1600/DSC_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TVGovWPapqI/AAAAAAAADNY/n55vx6_4KLY/s320/DSC_0019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571419745411573410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever can ride a two wheeler first gets the gumball machine... and the 4 year old stale gumballs to go with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have known that a little friendly competition would help Austin ride his bike. Brilliant. Why didn't we do this sooner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not exactly friendly... as the girls found out quickly they didn't have a chance. None of my pictures turned out but they weren't to thrilled about how the day ended. Although I will say I don't think it will take them 4 years. Maybe one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY!!! Eight is better than never right? I am so excited about the prospect of bike riding with my eldest son!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/19718272?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="300" frameborder="0" height="533"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin decided he has to charge for his gumballs so he can add to his supply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TVGovI1V3hI/AAAAAAAADNQ/RQXCRkmfm7c/s1600/DSC_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TVGovI1V3hI/AAAAAAAADNQ/RQXCRkmfm7c/s320/DSC_0018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571419741812547090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-6508216070828872865?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/6508216070828872865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/6508216070828872865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/02/biking-and-gumballs.html' title='Biking and gumballs'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TVGovWPapqI/AAAAAAAADNY/n55vx6_4KLY/s72-c/DSC_0019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-4746508557855002379</id><published>2011-02-03T12:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T12:18:17.849-06:00</updated><title type='text'>100th day of school</title><content type='html'>Yesterday the girls celebrated their 100th day of kindergarten!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TUoGdBjKnGI/AAAAAAAADM8/1enqlDjzaN4/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TUoGdBjKnGI/AAAAAAAADM8/1enqlDjzaN4/s320/DSC_0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569270984898944098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TUoGdRayNKI/AAAAAAAADNE/9FNSispNrLY/s1600/DSC_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TUoGdRayNKI/AAAAAAAADNE/9FNSispNrLY/s320/DSC_0012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569270989158757538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They came home on a total sugar HIGH. Holy cow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily said she had marshmallows, chocolate chips, teddy grahams, m&amp;amp;ms, capri sun, pop-tarts, and popcorn. And they ate EVERY last bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have both been doing so great in kinder. Abby is such the reader and Emily's handwriting has come so far since the first day. They absolutely love it. We are so proud of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a silly song they do in school. Please excuse Emily singing in the shower in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/19505966?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="300" frameborder="0" height="533"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Abby put her own twist on it (and Emily is seriously going to town on her singing upstairs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/19505559?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="300" frameborder="0" height="533"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always find it pretty funny when she names Cole after the dog (and Kiko, our dog who has been dead for several years now). Poor Cole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all are staying warm. We are expected to have snow tonight and tonight and tomorrow morning!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-4746508557855002379?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/4746508557855002379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/4746508557855002379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/02/100th-day-of-school.html' title='100th day of school'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TUoGdBjKnGI/AAAAAAAADM8/1enqlDjzaN4/s72-c/DSC_0011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-4236827860152240288</id><published>2011-01-21T13:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T13:55:57.885-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post Options &#x9; Labels for this post: e.g. scooters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><title type='text'>8 months!</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the brief blog absence - we have all had the flu the last couple of weeks. All at different times, but still horrible nonetheless. Anyway.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole - you are 8 months old now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you up to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the last month has been exciting to say the least. You can now officially get from "point a" to "point b" pretty darn fast. And you always go for the things that you shouldn't be in. Go figure. You've gone from scooting to the army crawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/19042247?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="300" frameborder="0" height="533"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also got your first teeth! The 2 bottom teeth have broken through your gums, but they're not in all the way yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have so many nicknames: Spike, bam-bam, guacamole to name a few. In fact, you already have a theme song... it goes "Wholy Coly Guacamole, YEAH!" I'll try to get a video to put on here later. Emily invented it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why we call you bam-bam sometimes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/19042370?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="300" frameborder="0" height="533"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love baths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TTndawsU14I/AAAAAAAADMA/ExKH_4f8krA/s1600/DSC_0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TTndawsU14I/AAAAAAAADMA/ExKH_4f8krA/s320/DSC_0085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564722266410112898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and being outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TSuBVtJ64tI/AAAAAAAADLw/yXVLfaIdsjU/s1600/DSC_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TSuBVtJ64tI/AAAAAAAADLw/yXVLfaIdsjU/s320/DSC_0030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560680374817448658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and eating (check out your spiky hair)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TSuBV7IGUZI/AAAAAAAADL4/2kJaQh_IMqc/s1600/DSC_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TSuBV7IGUZI/AAAAAAAADL4/2kJaQh_IMqc/s320/DSC_0055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560680378567905682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TTneQnjvw9I/AAAAAAAADMQ/c-fgZOXBCCQ/s1600/DSC_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TTneQnjvw9I/AAAAAAAADMQ/c-fgZOXBCCQ/s320/DSC_0104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564723191671145426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and playing upstairs. "Hey kid, these are MY toys. Stay away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TTndbKitcfI/AAAAAAAADMI/F3HxboTku6k/s1600/DSC_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TTndbKitcfI/AAAAAAAADMI/F3HxboTku6k/s320/DSC_0097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564722273349104114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh my gosh how you love the dog. I'm pretty sure it's not mutual though.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TSuAyBezy0I/AAAAAAAADLg/F2M-F-VriE4/s1600/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TSuAyBezy0I/AAAAAAAADLg/F2M-F-VriE4/s320/DSC_0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560679761798482754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TSuAyS0UsSI/AAAAAAAADLo/_OCzHoK9DH8/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TSuAyS0UsSI/AAAAAAAADLo/_OCzHoK9DH8/s320/DSC_0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560679766452121890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when we're bored we balance things on your head. It keeps you entertained for awhile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TTniaD7BB4I/AAAAAAAADMY/YfYodhep16U/s1600/DSC_0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TTniaD7BB4I/AAAAAAAADMY/YfYodhep16U/s320/DSC_0068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564727751950272386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TTniaej4AWI/AAAAAAAADMg/PXwMnBpe9ss/s1600/DSC_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TTniaej4AWI/AAAAAAAADMg/PXwMnBpe9ss/s320/DSC_0070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564727759100969314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TTniasoRhAI/AAAAAAAADMo/oDezaOBoMzI/s1600/DSC_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TTniasoRhAI/AAAAAAAADMo/oDezaOBoMzI/s320/DSC_0072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564727762877514754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I know exactly how much you weigh from the numerous doctor's appointments the last month. You are 17 1/2 lbs, wear 6/9 month clothes, and wear size 3 diapers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-4236827860152240288?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/4236827860152240288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/4236827860152240288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/01/8-months.html' title='8 months!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TTndawsU14I/AAAAAAAADMA/ExKH_4f8krA/s72-c/DSC_0085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-1009943756646923291</id><published>2011-01-07T08:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T08:52:33.384-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Austin's 8th</title><content type='html'>Well our little New Year's baby celebrated his eighth birthday last Saturday. How is it possible that I  have an EIGHT year old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We told him he could do anything he wanted that day. First thing he  wanted to do was go to the gym, then lunch, then the zoo, then eat cotton  candy, then go play football, then cake and presents. A fun filled day  indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TSD8k3yyRAI/AAAAAAAADKQ/9f688o1OkK4/s1600/DSC_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TSD8k3yyRAI/AAAAAAAADKQ/9f688o1OkK4/s320/DSC_0019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557719650557641730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TSXi0Sy9HOI/AAAAAAAADKw/YPrscZQ1hr4/s1600/DSC_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TSXi0Sy9HOI/AAAAAAAADKw/YPrscZQ1hr4/s320/DSC_0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559098703085378786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TSD8kSaiq3I/AAAAAAAADKI/wyrdlNzaH5I/s1600/DSC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TSD8kSaiq3I/AAAAAAAADKI/wyrdlNzaH5I/s320/DSC_0016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557719640523844466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TSXiyj5bRQI/AAAAAAAADKg/7MHW4wN_MzQ/s1600/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TSXiyj5bRQI/AAAAAAAADKg/7MHW4wN_MzQ/s320/DSC_0020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559098673316185346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TSXizZ2drAI/AAAAAAAADKo/KrrbDAhr54w/s1600/DSC_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TSXizZ2drAI/AAAAAAAADKo/KrrbDAhr54w/s320/DSC_0025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559098687799274498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TSD8jwtGm8I/AAAAAAAADKA/1sxAM8G7Ufo/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TSD8jwtGm8I/AAAAAAAADKA/1sxAM8G7Ufo/s320/DSC_0015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557719631474891714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TSXi0kBPfqI/AAAAAAAADK4/hCg7tITrRXU/s1600/DSC_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TSXi0kBPfqI/AAAAAAAADK4/hCg7tITrRXU/s320/DSC_0043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559098707708706466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TSXi1rpDvXI/AAAAAAAADLA/ZBbelodInAk/s1600/DSC_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TSXi1rpDvXI/AAAAAAAADLA/ZBbelodInAk/s320/DSC_0047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559098726934625650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TSD8jTd4ulI/AAAAAAAADJ4/79vMNj6rn50/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TSD8jTd4ulI/AAAAAAAADJ4/79vMNj6rn50/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557719623626439250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TScnz-wT2DI/AAAAAAAADLI/ARVYBkmzNhc/s1600/DSC_0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TScnz-wT2DI/AAAAAAAADLI/ARVYBkmzNhc/s320/DSC_0054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559456038984603698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 8th birthday Austin! We couldn't be more proud of you. You are such a sweet boy and God has certainly blessed our family with you. Just please stop growing up so fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-1009943756646923291?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/1009943756646923291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/1009943756646923291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/01/austins-8th.html' title='Austin&apos;s 8th'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TSD8k3yyRAI/AAAAAAAADKQ/9f688o1OkK4/s72-c/DSC_0019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-8844319815720972494</id><published>2011-01-04T07:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T07:44:02.215-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Austin the dentist</title><content type='html'>Emily started off the year losing her first tooth! It's been so close to coming out (plus her grown-up tooth is already there). She didn't want her parents help - only her big brother. I had so many videos but had to cut it down to these three!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/18373644?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="310" frameborder="0" height="533"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/18373998?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="310" frameborder="0" height="533"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/18373743?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="310" frameborder="0" height="533"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily got $5 from the tooth fairy and wanted to spend it immediately - so at the grocery store that day she got some princess silly bandz. Poor Abby is so jealous - no  loose teeth in her mouth. I'm sure she'll be 7 like her brother before one pops out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TSMiff2W9FI/AAAAAAAADKY/-pPY8gCZ_R8/s1600/IMG_0349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TSMiff2W9FI/AAAAAAAADKY/-pPY8gCZ_R8/s320/IMG_0349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558324289626109010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-8844319815720972494?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/8844319815720972494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/8844319815720972494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2011/01/austin-dentist.html' title='Austin the dentist'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TSMiff2W9FI/AAAAAAAADKY/-pPY8gCZ_R8/s72-c/IMG_0349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-2838754805125035532</id><published>2010-12-30T20:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T20:08:45.189-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas! I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas celebrating the birth of Jesus. We did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, it's been a busy few weeks. Are you ready for some picture overload?? I suppose I'll start with the kids' Christmas parties a few weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin got to decorate a gingerbread house in his class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TRTFq8vpjDI/AAAAAAAADGE/uHWUuuKYv_0/s1600/DSC_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TRTFq8vpjDI/AAAAAAAADGE/uHWUuuKYv_0/s320/DSC_0052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554281582105824306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is with his teacher... Austin adores her. I've heard he's accidentally called her mom a couple of times. The girls also accidentally call me their teachers' names sometimes also. I wonder if most kids do this, or just mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TRTFrLLab1I/AAAAAAAADGM/SlbbgOJqiaU/s1600/DSC_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TRTFrLLab1I/AAAAAAAADGM/SlbbgOJqiaU/s320/DSC_0055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554281585980370770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole wasn't lacking for any attention among the second graders - obviously. He was a hit. Almost attention overload for a baby. It's almost as if I brought a puppy to the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TRTFrXGKY4I/AAAAAAAADGU/Ng1oMtOBJwQ/s1600/DSC_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TRTFrXGKY4I/AAAAAAAADGU/Ng1oMtOBJwQ/s320/DSC_0058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554281589179573122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving onto Abby's class - they had a book exchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TRTF9e0X3UI/AAAAAAAADGc/2cXx7gKkbvA/s1600/DSC_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TRTF9e0X3UI/AAAAAAAADGc/2cXx7gKkbvA/s320/DSC_0061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554281900490087746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmmm... this doesn't look like a princess."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TRTF9gZt_LI/AAAAAAAADGk/aKf50vvCNUw/s1600/DSC_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TRTF9gZt_LI/AAAAAAAADGk/aKf50vvCNUw/s320/DSC_0064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554281900915162290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And onto Emily's class. All the kids got reindeer antlers and Rudolph noses. Super cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TRTF9kv1sLI/AAAAAAAADGs/-hh_vZhKnaA/s1600/DSC_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TRTF9kv1sLI/AAAAAAAADGs/-hh_vZhKnaA/s320/DSC_0066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554281902081683634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugar, sugar everywhere... At one point Abby was eating globs of icing by itself. Yeah - it was a rough night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TRTGPOMX5dI/AAAAAAAADG0/aCU9U_FIqy0/s1600/DSC_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TRTGPOMX5dI/AAAAAAAADG0/aCU9U_FIqy0/s320/DSC_0076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554282205264995794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More icing. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TRTGPaJ0bzI/AAAAAAAADG8/mHkNyA95Brk/s1600/DSC_0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TRTGPaJ0bzI/AAAAAAAADG8/mHkNyA95Brk/s320/DSC_0079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554282208475508530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Emily's book exchange. It's the "first" present of the season. How exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TRTGPgn9hdI/AAAAAAAADHE/2mMQAdwI3n4/s1600/DSC_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TRTGPgn9hdI/AAAAAAAADHE/2mMQAdwI3n4/s320/DSC_0082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554282210212546002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here they are making our annual Christmas cookies. Technically, this is after we put the cookies in the oven - so they were free to lick the bowl. Just so you know - there were several hand-washing sessions throughout the entire process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0n7L2gjkI/AAAAAAAADHQ/d8xRviXhAEE/s1600/DSC_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0n7L2gjkI/AAAAAAAADHQ/d8xRviXhAEE/s320/DSC_0007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556641412992241218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is from last year and I know I've put it on here a few times, but I never get tired of looking at it. It cracks me up! Think I will pose them like this next year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0onEN76RI/AAAAAAAADHY/r13m00Ft3x8/s1600/DSC_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0onEN76RI/AAAAAAAADHY/r13m00Ft3x8/s320/DSC_0121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556642166857263378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the "favorites" that we saved for Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0o4TDWW0I/AAAAAAAADHg/TgQFAOg4TiU/s1600/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0o4TDWW0I/AAAAAAAADHg/TgQFAOg4TiU/s320/DSC_0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556642462897167170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you can't hear in the background is Cole screaming. Poor baby was horribly sick all week. He's been sick for weeks and finally about yesterday he started feeling better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids at the Christmas Eve service. Katie and I took the older kids - unfortunately James had to stay home with a sick Cole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0wAITD2HI/AAAAAAAADJw/puGPB6ajmPw/s1600/IMG_0311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0wAITD2HI/AAAAAAAADJw/puGPB6ajmPw/s320/IMG_0311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556650294030620786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played a few games of Christmas Eve pictionary. Is it a clown? Maybe baby Jesus because of the cross (and the tie-in to the obvious holiday we're celebrating)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0o4u9xrQI/AAAAAAAADHo/59XEQia-KSU/s1600/DSC_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0o4u9xrQI/AAAAAAAADHo/59XEQia-KSU/s320/DSC_0033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556642470389984514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope it's an owl. Oops not really, because she thought she was supposed to draw an elf. So I guess it's one of Santa's elves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving some food out for the reindeer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0pvvAzOmI/AAAAAAAADHw/3A6NQ0CuHxQ/s1600/DSC_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0pvvAzOmI/AAAAAAAADHw/3A6NQ0CuHxQ/s320/DSC_0035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556643415295474274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy cow look at those presents! The girls love their new dollhouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0pv1J-T8I/AAAAAAAADH4/ikwTffdNJc0/s1600/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0pv1J-T8I/AAAAAAAADH4/ikwTffdNJc0/s320/DSC_0038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556643416944562114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly Bandz! How does Santa know this stuff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0pwSOmKAI/AAAAAAAADIA/tu1MHhJkd04/s1600/DSC_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0pwSOmKAI/AAAAAAAADIA/tu1MHhJkd04/s320/DSC_0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556643424748578818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0qH84SylI/AAAAAAAADII/bNc94UmfcOg/s1600/DSC_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0qH84SylI/AAAAAAAADII/bNc94UmfcOg/s320/DSC_0045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556643831334750802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dictionary to help feed his Scrabble addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0qIGWhI0I/AAAAAAAADIQ/XFiVPYSxnEk/s1600/DSC_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0qIGWhI0I/AAAAAAAADIQ/XFiVPYSxnEk/s320/DSC_0047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556643833877439298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's a pillow. It's a pet. It's a pillow pet." Oh my gosh if I have to hear that jingle anymore I think they might just disappear. Those clever marketers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0qIGmTegI/AAAAAAAADIY/sNLwZB9MG6g/s1600/DSC_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0qIGmTegI/AAAAAAAADIY/sNLwZB9MG6g/s320/DSC_0050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556643833943652866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's little Cole for maybe 30 minutes of the day that he was NOT crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0qqc2xE4I/AAAAAAAADIo/vFGDthTiCyA/s1600/DSC_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0qqc2xE4I/AAAAAAAADIo/vFGDthTiCyA/s320/DSC_0077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556644424033833858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was more interested in "tasting" the packages. Mmm this is a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0qqPFRPGI/AAAAAAAADIg/T1qNDsnIsUI/s1600/DSC_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0qqPFRPGI/AAAAAAAADIg/T1qNDsnIsUI/s320/DSC_0058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556644420336565346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0qqnr5CeI/AAAAAAAADIw/WJiI9BMjrEg/s1600/DSC_0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0qqnr5CeI/AAAAAAAADIw/WJiI9BMjrEg/s320/DSC_0079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556644426941008354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Jasmine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0q5YKr4fI/AAAAAAAADI4/MrtDeiJu8u0/s1600/DSC_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0q5YKr4fI/AAAAAAAADI4/MrtDeiJu8u0/s320/DSC_0083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556644680473240050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom, dad, and sister were all over for Christmas and we had a great day. Katie was with us for about a week - it's always funny having her over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to It'z a few days ago. It's a pizza place with lots and lots of games. Kind of like Vegas for kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Emily might be regretting her decision to get into the mini roller coaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0q5vMZJHI/AAAAAAAADJA/7UZ19x_gVjg/s1600/DSC_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0q5vMZJHI/AAAAAAAADJA/7UZ19x_gVjg/s320/DSC_0103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556644686654415986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queen of the cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0rPZvgfpI/AAAAAAAADJI/gvAXQC86XMM/s1600/DSC_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0rPZvgfpI/AAAAAAAADJI/gvAXQC86XMM/s320/DSC_0105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556645058853240466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Katie and Austin having fun with bumper cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0rP--4uRI/AAAAAAAADJY/7rQokfjGbu4/s1600/DSC_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0rP--4uRI/AAAAAAAADJY/7rQokfjGbu4/s320/DSC_0111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556645068849854738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you my mother?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0rPsa_zaI/AAAAAAAADJQ/z5WD_p5mYJc/s1600/DSC_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0rPsa_zaI/AAAAAAAADJQ/z5WD_p5mYJc/s320/DSC_0107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556645063867485602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whatchoo talkin' bout Aunt Katie?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0rekQR9RI/AAAAAAAADJo/slzBDiJhCHA/s1600/DSC_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0rekQR9RI/AAAAAAAADJo/slzBDiJhCHA/s320/DSC_0129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556645319373092114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even more Silly Bandz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0redu4N7I/AAAAAAAADJg/Wj-Lg0RzVOA/s1600/DSC_0123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TR0redu4N7I/AAAAAAAADJg/Wj-Lg0RzVOA/s320/DSC_0123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556645317622380466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think that's about all for now. Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-2838754805125035532?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/2838754805125035532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/2838754805125035532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TRTFq8vpjDI/AAAAAAAADGE/uHWUuuKYv_0/s72-c/DSC_0052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-5530507054091150370</id><published>2010-12-22T07:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T07:00:14.019-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TREMxzlFihI/AAAAAAAADF0/XNz1iKgjim0/s1600/DSC_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TREMxzlFihI/AAAAAAAADF0/XNz1iKgjim0/s320/DSC_0084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553233865323416082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Santa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been so good. How is the reindeer and Mrs. Clause? I hope there doing good. Christmas is my favorite holiday because I put cheerios in the yard for the reindeer and opening presents. I hope you are not going to be tired and lose flying power. When you come into our house you are going to eat great cookies and drink exalent milk because I love you. I hope you will love our Christmas tree. I hope you are not cold in the north pole because it's in the  negative deigrese and you would freeze up. And I also can't wait for mom to take my pictures with you. I would like for Christmas a top 100 greatest players book, a fugigi ball, a spongebob wii, a super mario bros wii, a walter payton card, and a children's dictionary. Merry Christmas Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Austin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TREOQxs77aI/AAAAAAAADF8/L4JY-fZAKs4/s1600/DSC_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TREOQxs77aI/AAAAAAAADF8/L4JY-fZAKs4/s320/DSC_0086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553235496907042210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Santa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been very good. I will like a barbie castle and a pony and a fairy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Abby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Emily's letter got sent to the North Pole before these two, but it pretty much said the same thing... except she was "super" instead of "good")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-5530507054091150370?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/5530507054091150370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/5530507054091150370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/12/dear-santa.html' title='Dear Santa'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TREMxzlFihI/AAAAAAAADF0/XNz1iKgjim0/s72-c/DSC_0084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-824421209988487022</id><published>2010-12-21T14:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T14:12:55.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Arm in arm</title><content type='html'>Austin singing and Abby being silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/18028971?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="300" height="300" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-824421209988487022?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/824421209988487022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/824421209988487022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/12/arm-in-arm.html' title='Arm in arm'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-3315536171493792496</id><published>2010-12-20T17:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T14:08:59.570-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fruits and veggies</title><content type='html'>Some information for you just in case you didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby loves to make videos... and talk... ALL the time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/18029447?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="300" frameborder="0" height="300"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/18029642?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="300" frameborder="0" height="300"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/18029859?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="300" frameborder="0" height="300"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-3315536171493792496?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/3315536171493792496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/3315536171493792496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/12/fruits-and-veggies.html' title='Fruits and veggies'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-8894742051008332170</id><published>2010-12-17T12:57:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T13:09:52.955-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blitzen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQuzS5nIJqI/AAAAAAAADFs/20vd1C4zNBY/s1600/DSC_0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQuzS5nIJqI/AAAAAAAADFs/20vd1C4zNBY/s320/DSC_0093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551728102948218530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's hard to get into the reindeer spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQuy06hdhtI/AAAAAAAADFU/yrp5k8hxgqY/s1600/DSC_0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQuy06hdhtI/AAAAAAAADFU/yrp5k8hxgqY/s320/DSC_0112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551727587796813522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until your family starts singing Rudolph as loud as they possibly can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQuy0tJy0DI/AAAAAAAADFM/YktYR0D0010/s1600/DSC_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQuy0tJy0DI/AAAAAAAADFM/YktYR0D0010/s320/DSC_0110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551727584207884338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and until you have a black reindeer nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQuzLivNvlI/AAAAAAAADFc/_cl-xJ8Efjs/s1600/DSC_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQuzLivNvlI/AAAAAAAADFc/_cl-xJ8Efjs/s320/DSC_0113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551727976549039698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQuzL5iimUI/AAAAAAAADFk/_XkkWSyKRpM/s1600/DSC_0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQuzL5iimUI/AAAAAAAADFk/_XkkWSyKRpM/s320/DSC_0120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551727982669896002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antlers courtesy of Emily's class at her Christmas party yesterday. I've noted next time I take pictures with them to take the tag off first.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-8894742051008332170?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/8894742051008332170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/8894742051008332170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/12/blitzen.html' title='Blitzen'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQuzS5nIJqI/AAAAAAAADFs/20vd1C4zNBY/s72-c/DSC_0093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-25042029831175105</id><published>2010-12-16T13:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T13:39:18.619-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All I want for Christmas is...</title><content type='html'>my one front tooth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQpqxEY0bCI/AAAAAAAADE8/eXpD6-h6nF0/s1600/DSC_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQpqxEY0bCI/AAAAAAAADE8/eXpD6-h6nF0/s320/DSC_0043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551366881911532578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQpqxUFAJ-I/AAAAAAAADFE/5VQmMFrcZAs/s1600/100_1137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQpqxUFAJ-I/AAAAAAAADFE/5VQmMFrcZAs/s320/100_1137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551366886123382754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-25042029831175105?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/25042029831175105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/25042029831175105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/12/all-i-want-for-christmas-is.html' title='All I want for Christmas is...'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQpqxEY0bCI/AAAAAAAADE8/eXpD6-h6nF0/s72-c/DSC_0043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-8935663786520883958</id><published>2010-12-11T17:25:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T18:21:18.172-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankfully there's no co-pay for this entry.</title><content type='html'>We've had a busy few weeks. Full of germs. I am so sick of germs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin was one of three 2nd graders (out of 170 at his school) selected for the district's UIL competition in creative writing. He was so excited to attend,  but as of yesterday we weren't too sure if he'd be able to. Poor boy has been a mess the last week - including some asthma issues, a staph infection (mrsa), and a nasty stomach bug. Thankfully yesterday afternoon he started feeling better and was able to go. His school got 1st place overall. We're so proud of all the kids! Yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQQI_EeVnTI/AAAAAAAADDY/gAh6d2-VEPE/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQQI_EeVnTI/AAAAAAAADDY/gAh6d2-VEPE/s320/DSC_0015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549570520453061938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the competition, we celebrated with some ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQQKD87v0xI/AAAAAAAADEI/zwU9q8hP9Xw/s1600/100_1135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQQKD87v0xI/AAAAAAAADEI/zwU9q8hP9Xw/s320/100_1135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549571703839904530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQQKELqz5JI/AAAAAAAADEQ/vWnmaXIHV1A/s1600/100_1136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQQKELqz5JI/AAAAAAAADEQ/vWnmaXIHV1A/s320/100_1136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549571707795399826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Santa and Mrs. Claus came to our neighborhood. Austin didn't want to go because he just knew it was an impostor Santa.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQQI_vdLA-I/AAAAAAAADDo/XdM2UILFnvw/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQQI_vdLA-I/AAAAAAAADDo/XdM2UILFnvw/s320/DSC_0005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549570531990897634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQQI_ddMLNI/AAAAAAAADDg/jUVCIJHi4jY/s1600/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQQI_ddMLNI/AAAAAAAADDg/jUVCIJHi4jY/s320/DSC_0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549570527159135442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was just a few seconds before Cole realized who was actually holding him and started screaming bloody murder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQQI_-sdPSI/AAAAAAAADDw/sO_ypwVZFS8/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQQI_-sdPSI/AAAAAAAADDw/sO_ypwVZFS8/s320/DSC_0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549570536081538338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Claus read them a story about her hubby. She was terrific!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQQJAMTbSUI/AAAAAAAADD4/zdELTRXUxD4/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQQJAMTbSUI/AAAAAAAADD4/zdELTRXUxD4/s320/DSC_0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549570539734649154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week we surprised the girls at lunch. They eat a very early lunch at 10:30 and the only thing open was Sonic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQQKDkgWnqI/AAAAAAAADEA/Aj3O7i8dcFc/s1600/100_1129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQQKDkgWnqI/AAAAAAAADEA/Aj3O7i8dcFc/s320/100_1129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549571697282555554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put a note in their lunches thinking I successfully tricked them. I did Emily for sure, she came in the cafeteria, sat down, and was visibly upset there was no lunch. Her teacher then read the note and she came and found us. She was so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby came in the cafeteria without a lunchbox and immediately found us. Her teacher later told me she totally flipped out in class because she had nothing in her lunchbox. Should have known Abby checks first thing at school what her lunch is for the day (even though I told her she had a sandwich and fruit that morning). No getting anything by that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQQKEpwo4uI/AAAAAAAADEY/nB6Az4WxxG4/s1600/100_1127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQQKEpwo4uI/AAAAAAAADEY/nB6Az4WxxG4/s320/100_1127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549571715872908002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best picture I got from Austin's 2nd grade Christmas performance. Obviously we didn't have the best seats but I did catch his shaking his hiney to Santa Clause rock. Hilarious. And, by the way, this wasn't a performance at a retirement home... I must have gotten behind all of the grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQQLTIqkbCI/AAAAAAAADEg/y0YywQTJmgI/s1600/DSC_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQQLTIqkbCI/AAAAAAAADEg/y0YywQTJmgI/s320/DSC_0136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549573064198745122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now as I close this I'm off to call the doctor again because it appears Cole is allergic to the antibiotic he is on. And by allergic, I mean that I've just been informed about a new rash and exploding diaper that is "all over" the place. Can't wait to see that one. Does it ever end??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-8935663786520883958?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/8935663786520883958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/8935663786520883958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/12/thankfully-theres-no-co-pay-for-this.html' title='Thankfully there&apos;s no co-pay for this entry.'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TQQI_EeVnTI/AAAAAAAADDY/gAh6d2-VEPE/s72-c/DSC_0015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-888018208542091451</id><published>2010-11-28T20:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T20:42:05.329-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite turkeys</title><content type='html'>We had a great Thanksgiving holiday. Lots of food, family and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from the girl's kindergarten feast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Abby in front of the big turkey in school... everyone in her class had to design a feather and a vest. Look at all the colorful feathers - Abby wanted to do one with hearts. I didn't realize the kids would go all out on decorating either of these. I think some of the parents spent some serious money on the vests - we just put some stickers on hers and her Indian name she came up with "Paddling Duck." Everyone else was pretty traditional with feathers and such - oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TPL4J5WdpdI/AAAAAAAADCA/kZSD_4kFyp0/s1600/DSC_0026b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TPL4J5WdpdI/AAAAAAAADCA/kZSD_4kFyp0/s320/DSC_0026b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544766940144051666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Feast" at school. All the food looked great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TPL1pJhCpOI/AAAAAAAADBo/A4N2PX0tXXk/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TPL1pJhCpOI/AAAAAAAADBo/A4N2PX0tXXk/s320/DSC_0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544764178524447970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby in all of her glory. "Where's the FOOD?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TPL1aHRiFNI/AAAAAAAADBg/IfEJWu9qCxQ/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TPL1aHRiFNI/AAAAAAAADBg/IfEJWu9qCxQ/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544763920224490706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TPL1ZKkfYfI/AAAAAAAADBY/rP51Jg2X7mg/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TPL1ZKkfYfI/AAAAAAAADBY/rP51Jg2X7mg/s320/DSC_0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544763903929442802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby was the only kid in her class to eat everything on the plate - even the cranberries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TPL1X5u4WvI/AAAAAAAADBQ/pk3OpeLMy0g/s1600/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TPL1X5u4WvI/AAAAAAAADBQ/pk3OpeLMy0g/s320/DSC_0009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544763882229750514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls and their kindergarten teachers - they love these two!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TPL1WYtkDKI/AAAAAAAADBI/maUmX9qAjzc/s1600/DSC_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TPL1WYtkDKI/AAAAAAAADBI/maUmX9qAjzc/s320/DSC_0014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544763856185986210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TPL2BM23feI/AAAAAAAADBw/SXbVfBSlj_Y/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TPL2BM23feI/AAAAAAAADBw/SXbVfBSlj_Y/s320/DSC_0017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544764591738158562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brown bag special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TPL2BQWtWXI/AAAAAAAADB4/hZO4HIAFwbQ/s1600/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TPL2BQWtWXI/AAAAAAAADB4/hZO4HIAFwbQ/s320/DSC_0022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544764592677017970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TPL5KNNA_2I/AAAAAAAADCI/ipitbFNyTRw/s1600/DSC_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TPL5KNNA_2I/AAAAAAAADCI/ipitbFNyTRw/s320/DSC_0036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544768044984762210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad came in from Colorado - here are the kids with him. We had a good time visiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TPL5KTNpq5I/AAAAAAAADCQ/YDY9-POCkgw/s1600/DSC_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TPL5KTNpq5I/AAAAAAAADCQ/YDY9-POCkgw/s320/DSC_0067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544768046598040466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't feeling the turkey this year so we just had a small ham and lasagna. Yeah, weird combo but it all worked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my mom with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TPL5LY9NEaI/AAAAAAAADCY/QqVeaxAPA8k/s1600/DSC_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TPL5LY9NEaI/AAAAAAAADCY/QqVeaxAPA8k/s320/DSC_0073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544768065319539106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We skipped the Christmas tree farm this year and James just went to a local nursery to pick up a tree. We'll go back next year... it was really cold Friday morning (finally) and I didn't want to take Cole out in the weather. I didn't even realize the "big box" trees are $40 cheaper! So bonus there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids' favorite part - drinking hot chocolate. Cole went for some warm milk (I'll spare you the picture on that one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TPL5MuQWS9I/AAAAAAAADCg/4eaGJW9lMr4/s1600/DSC_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TPL5MuQWS9I/AAAAAAAADCg/4eaGJW9lMr4/s320/DSC_0081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544768088216849362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TPL5NHzadWI/AAAAAAAADCo/f_ed8ojXZsg/s1600/DSC_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TPL5NHzadWI/AAAAAAAADCo/f_ed8ojXZsg/s320/DSC_0094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544768095074809186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy kiddos by the tree (fueled by hot chocolate).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TPL5rrOt75I/AAAAAAAADCw/zeAI0GOwEnI/s1600/DSC_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TPL5rrOt75I/AAAAAAAADCw/zeAI0GOwEnI/s320/DSC_0098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544768619980648338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually participated a bit in the Black Friday madness. First year I've ever gone to a store the day after Thanksgiving. Austin and I walked into Old Navy late in the afternoon - they had his fleece pants for $5 so thought I'd get several pairs. As soon as we walked in, the registers all died. We should have just left then but we waited it out for a good hour. I'm glad it was Austin who was with me. So this is the first and last year I will participate in all that craziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's just a random picture of Emily - she slept in a braid and her hair was pretty wavy the next day. I thought she looked cute :) Plus it's always nice to get a photo of her when she's practicing her writing (and not playing with princesses).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TPL5r0QiZMI/AAAAAAAADC4/iCffOdntm64/s1600/DSC_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TPL5r0QiZMI/AAAAAAAADC4/iCffOdntm64/s320/DSC_0117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544768622404199618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Austin obsession - Scrabble. Sometimes he plays with us, sometimes a ghost. And usually the ghost wins. C-O-O-L (6-point word for our oldest kiddo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TPL5sTHfScI/AAAAAAAADDA/4VmWyP4EnPo/s1600/DSC_0119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TPL5sTHfScI/AAAAAAAADDA/4VmWyP4EnPo/s320/DSC_0119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544768630687746498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-888018208542091451?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/888018208542091451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/888018208542091451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-favorite-turkeys.html' title='My favorite turkeys'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TPL4J5WdpdI/AAAAAAAADCA/kZSD_4kFyp0/s72-c/DSC_0026b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-5602933442230378531</id><published>2010-11-25T13:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T13:31:30.909-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>from this little turkey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TO65VuLSE2I/AAAAAAAADAo/2Rg4izPrKy4/s1600/DSC_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TO65VuLSE2I/AAAAAAAADAo/2Rg4izPrKy4/s320/DSC_0044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543571974163403618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TO65STVCiPI/AAAAAAAADAg/nur-qqGe-OY/s1600/DSC_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TO65STVCiPI/AAAAAAAADAg/nur-qqGe-OY/s320/DSC_0059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543571915416963314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-5602933442230378531?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/5602933442230378531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/5602933442230378531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TO65VuLSE2I/AAAAAAAADAo/2Rg4izPrKy4/s72-c/DSC_0044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-1366869387930065468</id><published>2010-11-23T14:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T14:51:38.417-06:00</updated><title type='text'>6 months old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TOwlt4z_Z5I/AAAAAAAADAI/hhq5ZqRBqWE/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TOwlt4z_Z5I/AAAAAAAADAI/hhq5ZqRBqWE/s320/DSC_0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542846711661029266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole - you are 6 months old now! Half a year old?? Oh my!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you up to now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You LOVE to eat. Obviously. You are the cutest little round baby! I think your favorite food is sweet potatoes. We're still making all your food. Even Austin has pitched in... here is he helping with the carrots. They are not your favorite. They wouldn't be my favorite either. But we have tons of them so we'll see if you come around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TOwlvWPt9uI/AAAAAAAADAY/U6SmgbhOuhg/s1600/100_1079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TOwlvWPt9uI/AAAAAAAADAY/U6SmgbhOuhg/s320/100_1079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542846736741824226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is your favorite new toy - tons of stuff for you to play with on here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TOwkswK-rSI/AAAAAAAADAA/jn672YufOWQ/s1600/DSC_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TOwkswK-rSI/AAAAAAAADAA/jn672YufOWQ/s320/DSC_0039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542845592650034466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so close to sitting up... and staying that way. You can sit up on your own for about 5 seconds until you topple over. I am completely fine with this. I know once you master this crawling won't be so far off.... I think you are going to be into everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TOwkpu2DKEI/AAAAAAAAC_4/fbqn056Y7qo/s1600/DSC_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TOwkpu2DKEI/AAAAAAAAC_4/fbqn056Y7qo/s320/DSC_0033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542845540754204738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a wiggle worm!! You are busy, busy, busy. You do not like to sit still when we hold you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so ticklish! I could listen to you giggle all day long (which is why you get tickled quite a bit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything goes into your mouth. Maybe you're teething, but no signs of any teeth quite yet. You have a very strong grip... and are not happy when we take something away from you. When you're laying down you hold onto your feet like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TOwko6cUjHI/AAAAAAAAC_w/ccyNjLka4JU/s1600/100_1110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TOwko6cUjHI/AAAAAAAAC_w/ccyNjLka4JU/s320/100_1110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542845526687648882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my favorite time with you is after your last feeding at night. You're so happy afterward and you play a little game with your daddy. You'll give your biggest, cheesiest smile - then hide in my shirt, look at dad again with your silly grin, and repeat over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TOwluna998I/AAAAAAAADAQ/unN12AarwVQ/s1600/DSC_0251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TOwluna998I/AAAAAAAADAQ/unN12AarwVQ/s320/DSC_0251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542846724172543938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your 6 month appointment you weighed 16 lbs. 11 oz. No wonder my arms hurt when I'm carrying you for a long time. You were 25 inches long... finally made the charts to the 4th percentile. Yeah! I can't remember exactly what your head circumference percentile was, but it was huge. Obviously you have big brains like the rest of us. Ha! You are in 6 month clothes and I just moved you into size 3 diapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the sweetest little spirit and we love you very much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-1366869387930065468?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/1366869387930065468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/1366869387930065468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/11/6-months-old.html' title='6 months old!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TOwlt4z_Z5I/AAAAAAAADAI/hhq5ZqRBqWE/s72-c/DSC_0011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-8287064835524326932</id><published>2010-11-17T18:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T18:29:04.135-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Strike a pose</title><content type='html'>It's not quite the season here for hats yet - still in the 70's... not to mention the fact that our college teams aren't playing up to our expectations. But I think I'm one of the luckiest mama's in the world that I get to play with this little man everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TORxYRWo7RI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/J3H9ECAwEps/s1600/DSC_0108b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TORxYRWo7RI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/J3H9ECAwEps/s320/DSC_0108b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540678103361711378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TORx0klvm2I/AAAAAAAAC_o/T9uAYeDX7Sc/s1600/DSC_0112b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TORx0klvm2I/AAAAAAAAC_o/T9uAYeDX7Sc/s320/DSC_0112b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540678589561674594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TORxz5Vn4OI/AAAAAAAAC_g/rlIR63kv2GE/s1600/DSC_0110b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TORxWvnNmtI/AAAAAAAAC-w/Q2KYpK4Uij4/s320/DSC_0104c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540678077124549330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-8287064835524326932?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/8287064835524326932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/8287064835524326932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/11/strike-pose.html' title='Strike a pose'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TORxYRWo7RI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/J3H9ECAwEps/s72-c/DSC_0108b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-4693841724063998549</id><published>2010-11-14T09:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T09:06:09.022-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Football</title><content type='html'>and I'm referring to the boy in our house, not to my dear husband... to James' dismay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin is seriously a football lover's dream child. He's memorized the top 80 players of all time... here he is doing the top 40. He can also tell you what the team they all played for and their stats. I think he has a photographic memory. I can't even remember what I had for breakfast yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/16815939?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="300" frameborder="0" height="300"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he might be borderline obsessed. Which is why Santa is going to sneak some books about presidents into his stocking this year. Although who's to say he doesn't have a future in this? You never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While James was out yesterday, Austin created a 2o question test on football players for his dad. James came home, answered the questions, and scored a 50. HA! Here's the proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TN_47lazhTI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/Yv0nFovl8zg/s1600/DSC_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TN_47lazhTI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/Yv0nFovl8zg/s320/DSC_0089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539419769229509938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a new expert in our house these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a happy football Sunday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-4693841724063998549?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/4693841724063998549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/4693841724063998549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/11/mr-football.html' title='Mr. Football'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TN_47lazhTI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/Yv0nFovl8zg/s72-c/DSC_0089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-4450336874178669426</id><published>2010-11-11T19:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T19:04:53.122-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day!</title><content type='html'>Just thought I'd put together a quick post since I haven't put anything on here lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had quite a few germs in our house the last few weeks, but life is good! These kids always make me smile. I am still amazed that we have these 4 beautiful kiddos and that God has entrusted us with His gifts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TNxz0-hqqSI/AAAAAAAAC9E/ZVWzBEItzpo/s1600/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TNxz0-hqqSI/AAAAAAAAC9E/ZVWzBEItzpo/s320/DSC_0022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538428995733465378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all got their first report cards last week. I can't believe the amount of work the kids do in second grade. There was actually a math problem that I had to think about last week when I was helping Austin with his homework. And I love math. This is the first year he has real grades. He got all A's on his first report card - James and I are so proud of him. I met with his teacher at the end of last month and he is doing super. He absolutely loves school and thrives in that sort of environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TNx4J00uHGI/AAAAAAAAC90/etlDHF4I3r8/s1600/DSC_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TNx4J00uHGI/AAAAAAAAC90/etlDHF4I3r8/s320/DSC_0057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538433751952792674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He reminds me of a CK model of some sort in this picture. Strike a pose. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TNx1j8o3OII/AAAAAAAAC9M/ZYkRGOmlkhY/s1600/DSC_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TNx1j8o3OII/AAAAAAAAC9M/ZYkRGOmlkhY/s320/DSC_0086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538430902192257154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has about 5 loose teeth now and I bet in a few months he will have a mouth full of over-crowdedness! Mental note: start saving for braces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby loves school. She comes home spouting off all the poems and songs they learn and telling me about all the kindergarten drama... you know like who was on superstar and who was in trouble for the day. I feel like I know all the kids in her class, even though I don't personally know any of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She picked these sunglasses out of the treasure chest at school. Apparently it was a reward for good behavior. Works for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TNx2Y53V_XI/AAAAAAAAC9U/Vfv-5Raq9ws/s1600/DSC_0128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TNx2Y53V_XI/AAAAAAAAC9U/Vfv-5Raq9ws/s320/DSC_0128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538431811980754290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's my sweet Emily. She is such a trip. Everyday when she gets home for school, she immediately goes to her room, strips off her shorts and puts on a tutu until bed time. And by every day, I don't mean some days. Or most days. I mean EVERY day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TNx58BQyOwI/AAAAAAAAC-E/PYtivbL-CDQ/s1600/100_1084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TNx58BQyOwI/AAAAAAAAC-E/PYtivbL-CDQ/s320/100_1084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538435713796815618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She likes school, I think?? I can't ever get any good information out of her and I think sometimes she just makes things up. Like today apparently she rode a horse at recess. We've had to have a few talks about truth vs. lying lately. Her teacher tells me she is very shy in class, but she's a "quiet leader."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TNx3MlSsELI/AAAAAAAAC9c/8iB7CfCz_gI/s1600/DSC_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TNx3MlSsELI/AAAAAAAAC9c/8iB7CfCz_gI/s320/DSC_0041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538432699811500210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls are into these things called silly bands. I had no idea what they were before school started. They are basically rubber bands that have shapes on them the kids wear as bracelets. Now they trade them on the bus - which I'm not sure how that's possible since I have never bought a silly band ever for them to be able to trade. There's a boy on the bus that they call "the love guy" who James and I are kind of weary about. It sounds like they are getting most of the silly bands from him. They have told me some strange stories so I'm not sure how much longer they will be riding the bus. Anyway... here are all the silly bands she came home with today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TNx3x4VQ4QI/AAAAAAAAC9s/pWoOWDmAlzI/s1600/DSC_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TNx3x4VQ4QI/AAAAAAAAC9s/pWoOWDmAlzI/s320/DSC_0081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538433340577734914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And onto the next child - baby Cole is doing great. He continues to be the center of attention... and if he senses that he is not getting the attention he deserves, he let's us all know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TNx4KHOKGsI/AAAAAAAAC98/J1-NzbbTl_E/s1600/DSC_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TNx4KHOKGsI/AAAAAAAAC98/J1-NzbbTl_E/s320/DSC_0058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538433756891323074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gets so excited as the bus drives up to our stop. I want to think it's because he can't wait to see his siblings... but I think he really likes the big yellow bus! It's so cute to watch. He frantically kicks his legs until the bus drives off. And then when his entertainment arrives home life is certainly good for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TNx82ti889I/AAAAAAAAC-M/TxmZfeX6oKc/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TNx82ti889I/AAAAAAAAC-M/TxmZfeX6oKc/s320/DSC_0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538438921139844050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is flying by this year. Where does it go? Enjoy the rest of your week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-4450336874178669426?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/4450336874178669426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/4450336874178669426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-another-day.html' title='Just another day!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TNxz0-hqqSI/AAAAAAAAC9E/ZVWzBEItzpo/s72-c/DSC_0022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-4172391354268936934</id><published>2010-11-01T21:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:07:24.104-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spooky spooky</title><content type='html'>We started our week of Halloween festivities at the kids' fundraiser at their elementary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9bwKi3NHI/AAAAAAAAC58/foEwEjN5okk/s1600/DSC_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9bwKi3NHI/AAAAAAAAC58/foEwEjN5okk/s320/DSC_0036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534743350084056178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got off pretty easy this year. You'll notice from the picture below from 2 years ago, the girls wanted to be a ladybug and clown once again. Clown costume still fit. The only costume I had to purchase was the ladybug. Austin's transformer outfit was from last year. Yeah for me! Maybe we should be giving them more milk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9esc0Yh8I/AAAAAAAAC7k/ag_PxBquaB0/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9esc0Yh8I/AAAAAAAAC7k/ag_PxBquaB0/s320/DSC_0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534746584804788162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily won the cupcake walk. Last year it was a 4,500 calorie cake walk. We're a-okay with cupcakes this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9bwd4cHgI/AAAAAAAAC6E/vivP6nYFvEI/s1600/DSC_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9bwd4cHgI/AAAAAAAAC6E/vivP6nYFvEI/s320/DSC_0040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534743355274829314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gladly shared her good fortune with her sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9bw4RMPlI/AAAAAAAAC6M/I4kax23CwHE/s1600/DSC_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9bw4RMPlI/AAAAAAAAC6M/I4kax23CwHE/s320/DSC_0046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534743362357968466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinder costume contest. Looks a bit like the bar scene in Star Wars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9cKD5WqaI/AAAAAAAAC6U/GxpcuciBGkw/s1600/DSC_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9cKD5WqaI/AAAAAAAAC6U/GxpcuciBGkw/s320/DSC_0049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534743794975943074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9cKRWj4iI/AAAAAAAAC6c/ng0-g-CJKzo/s1600/DSC_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9cKRWj4iI/AAAAAAAAC6c/ng0-g-CJKzo/s320/DSC_0055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534743798588105250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left after the face painting and headed to my volunteer station - Chick-fil-A. I was in heaven. James was off with the 4 kiddos by himself and surprisingly stayed for a while. The kids still had tickets to spend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9cKaSmHwI/AAAAAAAAC6k/ifDf3X4KCqc/s1600/DSC_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9cKaSmHwI/AAAAAAAAC6k/ifDf3X4KCqc/s320/DSC_0067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534743800987393794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I helped both girls in their classes last week carve pumpkins. This is not my specialty - but the kids were good sports. None of them knew that they drew the short straw with me at the carving station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9dci657wI/AAAAAAAAC68/Q85evzNtGl0/s1600/DSC_0198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9dci657wI/AAAAAAAAC68/Q85evzNtGl0/s320/DSC_0198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534745212053221122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how dogs sometimes look like their owners? Well, I'm just sayin... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9dxN-q3RI/AAAAAAAAC7c/XB5yp191goE/s1600/DSC_0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9dxN-q3RI/AAAAAAAAC7c/XB5yp191goE/s320/DSC_0271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534745567209118994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for our own pumpkin carving... that doesn't sound so good, looking at Cole's bib... I mean "real" pumpkin carving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9fHpAg1PI/AAAAAAAAC70/f0z2KY8-x8c/s1600/DSC_0301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9fHpAg1PI/AAAAAAAAC70/f0z2KY8-x8c/s320/DSC_0301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534747051933357298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls' job was to put the seeds in a bowl for us to cook later. They had a blast. Unfortunately James sort of burned the seeds this year. He convinced them that they were supposed to look like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9fHU-WpRI/AAAAAAAAC7s/9BH9e7k3aIo/s1600/DSC_0297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9fHU-WpRI/AAAAAAAAC7s/9BH9e7k3aIo/s320/DSC_0297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534747046555591954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm... pumpkin guts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9p_35MauI/AAAAAAAAC8c/_W05wZZkGPo/s1600/DSC_0323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9p_35MauI/AAAAAAAAC8c/_W05wZZkGPo/s320/DSC_0323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534759013118143202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's Emily and her alter-pumpkin. Aaargh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9p_ItIkeI/AAAAAAAAC8U/fQnWmUX_2nY/s1600/DSC_0317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9p_ItIkeI/AAAAAAAAC8U/fQnWmUX_2nY/s320/DSC_0317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534759000451092962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaargh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9p-xKqAYI/AAAAAAAAC8M/kLRaE3XLdJY/s1600/DSC_0314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9p-xKqAYI/AAAAAAAAC8M/kLRaE3XLdJY/s320/DSC_0314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534758994132468098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roasted pumpkin seeds - yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9qdPAs6_I/AAAAAAAAC8k/iUnDPAhnFfg/s1600/DSC_0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9qdPAs6_I/AAAAAAAAC8k/iUnDPAhnFfg/s320/DSC_0325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534759517539855346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9qdt6yF0I/AAAAAAAAC8s/UD--nQ2HNsk/s1600/DSC_0332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9qdt6yF0I/AAAAAAAAC8s/UD--nQ2HNsk/s320/DSC_0332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534759525836527426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chubby little pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9rMxOY1ZI/AAAAAAAAC80/Kvqu3Hs-OzQ/s1600/DSC_0338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9rMxOY1ZI/AAAAAAAAC80/Kvqu3Hs-OzQ/s320/DSC_0338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534760334177916306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminds me of my twin pumpkins 5 years ago. Gosh, all my kids are obviously related.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9pO928wZI/AAAAAAAAC8E/8fkHMSxth_4/s1600/DSCN1734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9pO928wZI/AAAAAAAAC8E/8fkHMSxth_4/s320/DSCN1734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534758172905750930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how they've grown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9pOi7SIXI/AAAAAAAAC78/w0ZJ0VYA6V0/s1600/DSCN1728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9pOi7SIXI/AAAAAAAAC78/w0ZJ0VYA6V0/s320/DSCN1728.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534758165676171634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scoring tons of candy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9dddUza9I/AAAAAAAAC7U/kUbCo0XRSSo/s1600/100_1071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9dddUza9I/AAAAAAAAC7U/kUbCo0XRSSo/s320/100_1071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534745227731102674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late night for our little pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9ddL5xvvI/AAAAAAAAC7M/Hi4cLjutsAA/s1600/100_1070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9ddL5xvvI/AAAAAAAAC7M/Hi4cLjutsAA/s320/100_1070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534745223054343922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we have even more sugar than we did from last year. I once again confiscated all the Reeses for my special hidden stash and now we need to figure out what to do with the rest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Halloween!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-4172391354268936934?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/4172391354268936934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/4172391354268936934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/11/spooky-spooky.html' title='Spooky spooky'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TM9bwKi3NHI/AAAAAAAAC58/foEwEjN5okk/s72-c/DSC_0036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-4048575657308476574</id><published>2010-10-24T15:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T15:46:52.578-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Pictures</title><content type='html'>Last week we had a mini photo shoot with a photographer for our annual Christmas pictures... haven't gotten them back yet, but I'm not quite sure she got any good ones. Emily was sort of off that day. So today we headed out to the same place and I tried to get a few of my own. Plus I borrowed a lens from my brother-in-law and wanted to try it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMRpUQyRQpI/AAAAAAAAC2U/t4ogVQdOtnU/s1600/DSC_0046b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMRpUQyRQpI/AAAAAAAAC2U/t4ogVQdOtnU/s320/DSC_0046b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531662039141925522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR7CVM6sZI/AAAAAAAAC4s/0AxBuODrUig/s1600/DSC_0053b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR7CVM6sZI/AAAAAAAAC4s/0AxBuODrUig/s320/DSC_0053b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531681522299089298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR51Vt7UDI/AAAAAAAAC4k/gu-KnJL1aEc/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR51Vt7UDI/AAAAAAAAC4k/gu-KnJL1aEc/s320/DSC_0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531680199587614770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR9a3yvshI/AAAAAAAAC40/_JE7ynsGz-U/s1600/DSC_0015b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR9a3yvshI/AAAAAAAAC40/_JE7ynsGz-U/s320/DSC_0015b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531684142924673554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR5hf8NI4I/AAAAAAAAC4c/yKJfeVwidCk/s1600/DSC_0005b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR5hf8NI4I/AAAAAAAAC4c/yKJfeVwidCk/s320/DSC_0005b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531679858734474114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got Photoshop a few months ago and have been playing with it lately. On the picture below, I took part of James' body out. Pretty cool, huh? He was holding Cole up on the railings... so before I get any emails... NO, I would  not trust my 5 month old to balance on top of that thing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR_VskMLbI/AAAAAAAAC5E/QuKOQ4YJgG0/s1600/DSC_0063b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR_VskMLbI/AAAAAAAAC5E/QuKOQ4YJgG0/s320/DSC_0063b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531686253034745266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR2pKm_TTI/AAAAAAAAC4U/1aCXCcMmjko/s1600/DSC_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR2pKm_TTI/AAAAAAAAC4U/1aCXCcMmjko/s320/DSC_0041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531676691912412466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR2owsOm7I/AAAAAAAAC4M/Tv6popva1a0/s1600/DSC_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR2owsOm7I/AAAAAAAAC4M/Tv6popva1a0/s320/DSC_0031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531676684955065266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR0MfzxMoI/AAAAAAAAC3E/XLjo1detEeo/s1600/DSC_0080b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 195px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR0MfzxMoI/AAAAAAAAC3E/XLjo1detEeo/s320/DSC_0080b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531674000363696770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR0MPh9SnI/AAAAAAAAC28/o1DaFpLrSEk/s1600/DSC_0077c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR0MPh9SnI/AAAAAAAAC28/o1DaFpLrSEk/s320/DSC_0077c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531673995994024562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMRzlQMnFKI/AAAAAAAAC20/70fbHduZmTQ/s1600/DSC_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMRzlQMnFKI/AAAAAAAAC20/70fbHduZmTQ/s320/DSC_0086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531673326158025890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMRzkzvDmrI/AAAAAAAAC2s/0qPl-agbl8s/s1600/DSC_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMRzkzvDmrI/AAAAAAAAC2s/0qPl-agbl8s/s320/DSC_0090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531673318517873330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR1MH0aG7I/AAAAAAAAC3M/kkZswDKB198/s1600/DSC_0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR1MH0aG7I/AAAAAAAAC3M/kkZswDKB198/s320/DSC_0116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531675093435554738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were tons of pecan trees where we went and the kids loved opening them up and eating the pecans. Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMSKtrrp4eI/AAAAAAAAC5M/VmdY6lwDaUI/s1600/DSC_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMSKtrrp4eI/AAAAAAAAC5M/VmdY6lwDaUI/s320/DSC_0095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531698759742382562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMRzkr6f93I/AAAAAAAAC2k/ZjPYxMKaTpA/s1600/DSC_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMRzkr6f93I/AAAAAAAAC2k/ZjPYxMKaTpA/s320/DSC_0100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531673316418385778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin reminds me of some sort of cartoon character here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMRzkSGknoI/AAAAAAAAC2c/4-jGwcbnKWU/s1600/DSC_0119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMRzkSGknoI/AAAAAAAAC2c/4-jGwcbnKWU/s320/DSC_0119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531673309489700482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were done we headed to one of our favorite parks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR1zm0PUHI/AAAAAAAAC3s/XwDLgcubYQY/s1600/DSC_0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR1zm0PUHI/AAAAAAAAC3s/XwDLgcubYQY/s320/DSC_0156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531675771771244658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR-vgwcZ9I/AAAAAAAAC48/vSopjofJeeM/s1600/DSC_0161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR-vgwcZ9I/AAAAAAAAC48/vSopjofJeeM/s320/DSC_0161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531685597029885906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily has finally mastered the art of swinging. No more pushing her on the swings! Abby is getting there too - but seems always distracted by something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR1MpmGmkI/AAAAAAAAC3U/vzOy8wjrs1Y/s1600/DSC_0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR1MpmGmkI/AAAAAAAAC3U/vzOy8wjrs1Y/s320/DSC_0134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531675102502361666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR1NZdYzpI/AAAAAAAAC3c/V1F_46IWAYU/s1600/DSC_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR1NZdYzpI/AAAAAAAAC3c/V1F_46IWAYU/s320/DSC_0139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531675115350707858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR1zM-mcmI/AAAAAAAAC3k/jPTdC17tGT4/s1600/DSC_0146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR1zM-mcmI/AAAAAAAAC3k/jPTdC17tGT4/s320/DSC_0146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531675764835381858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried to pose them again one more time at the park, but this time Abby was tired of all the posing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR1z3VBLKI/AAAAAAAAC30/6iuDHV0Z7xg/s1600/DSC_0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR1z3VBLKI/AAAAAAAAC30/6iuDHV0Z7xg/s320/DSC_0168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531675776203697314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR2POOzjNI/AAAAAAAAC38/cXeeMvG4kK8/s1600/DSC_0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR2POOzjNI/AAAAAAAAC38/cXeeMvG4kK8/s320/DSC_0187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531676246208122066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole was smiling it up toward the end of our adventure. Isn't that the way it always works?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR2PQj_SyI/AAAAAAAAC4E/d1sXuywK7kM/s1600/DSC_0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMR2PQj_SyI/AAAAAAAAC4E/d1sXuywK7kM/s320/DSC_0194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531676246833842978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-4048575657308476574?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/4048575657308476574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/4048575657308476574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/10/last-week-we-had-mini-photo-shoot-with.html' title='Sunday Pictures'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMRpUQyRQpI/AAAAAAAAC2U/t4ogVQdOtnU/s72-c/DSC_0046b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-2454888151967408565</id><published>2010-10-22T19:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T19:36:09.474-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5 months old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMIi2bPBkkI/AAAAAAAAC0k/krpGfHz0jDo/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMIi2bPBkkI/AAAAAAAAC0k/krpGfHz0jDo/s320/DSC_0005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531021610783445570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole - you are 5 months old now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you up to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are getting so big... and round!! I love pinching your chubby little legs. I love all your rolls... and kissing your little round cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMIiBdLuqOI/AAAAAAAAC0M/Tj5crPBtlEY/s1600/DSC.19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMIiBdLuqOI/AAAAAAAAC0M/Tj5crPBtlEY/s320/DSC.19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531020700773427426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are almost sitting up! Here you are with a little assistance. I bet next month you will have this mastered and then soon after that you will be on the move! Your sisters and brother need to do a better job of picking up choking hazards (i.e. Barbie shoes and miniature football helmets). You can roll over when you are on your tummy to your back, but not quite yet the other way around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMIiAxmsThI/AAAAAAAAC0E/0ZC_QyqTsxY/s1600/DSC.6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMIiAxmsThI/AAAAAAAAC0E/0ZC_QyqTsxY/s320/DSC.6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531020689075359250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You LOVE music. Not so much the radio, more so people singing to you. If someone wants to see you smile, all they need to do is sing the ABC's or Twinkle Twinkle - just about any of the classics. Gets you every time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you are in your crib... you're not here very often. But we are going to start practicing really soon. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMIiBnMVk7I/AAAAAAAAC0U/I397IUI8JvM/s1600/DSC.23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMIiBnMVk7I/AAAAAAAAC0U/I397IUI8JvM/s320/DSC.23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531020703460332466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dear God, please make my mommy give me more milk. I know she feeds me every 2 hours but I want more. Amen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMIiCQap0KI/AAAAAAAAC0c/Gp9qqDi7WBM/s1600/DSC.24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMIiCQap0KI/AAAAAAAAC0c/Gp9qqDi7WBM/s320/DSC.24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531020714526232738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead you are still sleeping here. And loving it a little too much :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMIi28flMzI/AAAAAAAAC0s/mpn2Dn5Rmjg/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMIi28flMzI/AAAAAAAAC0s/mpn2Dn5Rmjg/s320/DSC_0017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531021619711259442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be so darn tired because you seldom nap. You are my anti-nap little boy - and let me tell you it is exhausting! I can get you to nap a few times a week and you are so much more happier at night on those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMIklBkQGpI/AAAAAAAAC1E/tIFxJpajFMk/s1600/IMG_0169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMIklBkQGpI/AAAAAAAAC1E/tIFxJpajFMk/s320/IMG_0169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531023510858635922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love the outdoors! You really enjoy going for walks in your stroller.... and your head turns every time you hear a car coming. They fascinate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMIklWZFsDI/AAAAAAAAC1M/7yw2_J_WcNs/s1600/IMG_0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMIklWZFsDI/AAAAAAAAC1M/7yw2_J_WcNs/s320/IMG_0176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531023516448960562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your hands are ALWAYS in your mouth. Now everything you can get your hands on goes directly into the mouth. You are so curious and want to touch everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMIkkLAVLpI/AAAAAAAAC00/NBWmPkrhQPU/s1600/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMIkkLAVLpI/AAAAAAAAC00/NBWmPkrhQPU/s320/DSC_0009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531023496212459154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love being out of the house. We run lots of errands and people comment all the time to me how good you are! You really are. We've had lunch dates with friends, parent/teacher conferences, lunch with your siblings at school, gone to tons of stores, doctor's appointments, gym trips... and you are content just sitting and watching the world around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMIkkUsnQjI/AAAAAAAAC08/yUt1nXghE30/s1600/IMG_0123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMIkkUsnQjI/AAAAAAAAC08/yUt1nXghE30/s320/IMG_0123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531023498814112306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly believe you joined our family 5 months ago. We love you so very much little man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-2454888151967408565?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/2454888151967408565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/2454888151967408565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/10/5-months-old.html' title='5 months old!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TMIi2bPBkkI/AAAAAAAAC0k/krpGfHz0jDo/s72-c/DSC_0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-3579615349682553118</id><published>2010-10-18T19:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T19:47:35.009-05:00</updated><title type='text'>October happenings</title><content type='html'>So much going on, such little time to blog. Guess that's what happens when you have 4 kiddos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pictures from Dewberry Farms a few weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this picture - this is so my girls... just being silly and having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLO8Er16_kI/AAAAAAAACxg/MRWuhSfCM7s/s1600/DSC_0040d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLO8Er16_kI/AAAAAAAACxg/MRWuhSfCM7s/s320/DSC_0040d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526967956388118082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLO_i4BcaII/AAAAAAAACyY/EHhfZK1T6N4/s1600/DSC_0181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLO_i4BcaII/AAAAAAAACyY/EHhfZK1T6N4/s320/DSC_0181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526971773588629634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture really doesn't do this "slide" justice... The girls giggled on every "bounce, bounce, bounce" - really funny to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLO-bh-VwQI/AAAAAAAACyQ/SajjuMJ9yXU/s1600/DSC_0176b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLO-bh-VwQI/AAAAAAAACyQ/SajjuMJ9yXU/s320/DSC_0176b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526970547899318530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLO-bXrIvlI/AAAAAAAACyI/6zCeOaXqhz4/s1600/DSC_0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLO-bXrIvlI/AAAAAAAACyI/6zCeOaXqhz4/s320/DSC_0187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526970545134419538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children of the corn. You can really lose someone out here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLO8FyBr1WI/AAAAAAAACyA/oz78WIIWtX8/s1600/DSC_0105b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLO8FyBr1WI/AAAAAAAACyA/oz78WIIWtX8/s320/DSC_0105b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526967975227938146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLO8FhVCb3I/AAAAAAAACx4/S3r77aRd6u4/s1600/DSC_0100b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLO8FhVCb3I/AAAAAAAACx4/S3r77aRd6u4/s320/DSC_0100b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526967970745708402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey bro, whaddya say we lose the parents and get some ice cream."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLO8FYXSoCI/AAAAAAAACxw/VzvvGA9_Fe0/s1600/DSC_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLO8FYXSoCI/AAAAAAAACxw/VzvvGA9_Fe0/s320/DSC_0095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526967968339238946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold the power of Cheetos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLO8FHH-7GI/AAAAAAAACxo/aqiZkDLVZjg/s1600/DSC_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLO8FHH-7GI/AAAAAAAACxo/aqiZkDLVZjg/s320/DSC_0086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526967963711630434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready for the pig races.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLzRwZ_xDbI/AAAAAAAACzc/GQtwBng1scg/s1600/DSC_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLzRwZ_xDbI/AAAAAAAACzc/GQtwBng1scg/s320/DSC_0129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529525072046394802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they're off!! Well, at least 3 of them. Poor little Abby's pig is stuck in the gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLzRv-PGC5I/AAAAAAAACzU/7lbK2mOVNkY/s1600/DSC_0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLzRv-PGC5I/AAAAAAAACzU/7lbK2mOVNkY/s320/DSC_0135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529525064594492306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another new park - check out this slide! Kinda resembles a large intestine, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLyssU3B3ZI/AAAAAAAACzM/BMUNzo9zz1w/s1600/IMG_0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLyssU3B3ZI/AAAAAAAACzM/BMUNzo9zz1w/s320/IMG_0180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529484320017866130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Chunkalicious is growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLzhc0s7JYI/AAAAAAAACzk/MqIJKfrkcnw/s1600/IMG_0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLzhc0s7JYI/AAAAAAAACzk/MqIJKfrkcnw/s320/IMG_0191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529542327803782530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since they don't have cell phones yet, this will have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLzhdCkeUpI/AAAAAAAACzs/-ZJWCGA_I5s/s1600/IMG_0192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLzhdCkeUpI/AAAAAAAACzs/-ZJWCGA_I5s/s320/IMG_0192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529542331526435474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin's football wrapped up this weekend. They actually won the Superbowl. I didn't have my camera so I took a few on my phone... here is he before the game. He kinda looks like half a Cardinal with his shirt tucked in so far. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLzpVAzLmKI/AAAAAAAACz8/zXfWLGuoRpg/s1600/IMG_0214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLzpVAzLmKI/AAAAAAAACz8/zXfWLGuoRpg/s320/IMG_0214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529550989705320610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James told me last night I had to go look at Austin while he was sleeping... this is what I found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLysJPKUMzI/AAAAAAAACzE/V_EXQrefOaE/s1600/IMG_0221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLysJPKUMzI/AAAAAAAACzE/V_EXQrefOaE/s320/IMG_0221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529483717192725298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, he is so proud. It sure makes all of those practices worth every second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the older kids come home, they insist on playing with Cole. This day they were on a plane... Cole wasn't exactly feeling this game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLyqEaxoWoI/AAAAAAAACy0/XR-ncITsmFo/s1600/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLyqEaxoWoI/AAAAAAAACy0/XR-ncITsmFo/s320/DSC_0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529481435387812482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls and I had a "girls day" this weekend... I had to find something to wear for our annual family pictures on Sunday... so we shopped and had a lunch date at 59 Diner. I must say it is pretty fun having 2 girly girls... totally opposite of me. Abby said it was her best day ever... "except for the 15 minutes I sat in the chair" (meaning when she had to wait for her food).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLzjFjm2ytI/AAAAAAAACz0/E1ORy1W77Qo/s1600/IMG_0208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLzjFjm2ytI/AAAAAAAACz0/E1ORy1W77Qo/s320/IMG_0208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529544127101192914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're all having a fun October!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-3579615349682553118?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/3579615349682553118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/3579615349682553118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/10/october-happenings.html' title='October happenings'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLO8Er16_kI/AAAAAAAACxg/MRWuhSfCM7s/s72-c/DSC_0040d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-7029331136444372022</id><published>2010-10-12T07:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T07:00:09.582-05:00</updated><title type='text'>E is for....</title><content type='html'>Emily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLO3p-VMMpI/AAAAAAAACxY/MjK0lnACwsU/s1600/DSC_0026b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLO3p-VMMpI/AAAAAAAACxY/MjK0lnACwsU/s320/DSC_0026b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526963099448128146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you notice that her hair makes the letter E?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-7029331136444372022?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/7029331136444372022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/7029331136444372022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/10/e-is-for.html' title='E is for....'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLO3p-VMMpI/AAAAAAAACxY/MjK0lnACwsU/s72-c/DSC_0026b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-1948868946413806654</id><published>2010-10-09T19:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T19:46:50.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Making baby food</title><content type='html'>Cole's first week of solid food has been a success. Now that we've given Cole a chance to experience the boring rice cereal, we've decided to broaden his food experiences. Really the only things he's ever tasted are pretty bland... milk, baby cereal and his hand. It's time to step out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first three kiddos ate the Gerber stuff out of the jar. I remember my mother-in-law telling me how she made her own baby food for her kids, and how I should start making it with ours. She said it was easy. I thought she was nuts. Now that I'm somewhat wiser, I think she actually had a point. I think about all the preservatives that go into those foods... and knowing where the produce comes from and how it is prepared seems a lot healthier for a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not to say that I will never give Cole jarred baby food. I'm sure he will get it on occasion, but I am going to try and keep this up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today we made apples and pears. We peeled and cored both fruits... boiled the apples and steamed the pears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLD_Md_YzpI/AAAAAAAACwY/i7wkOaqWWt0/s1600/DSC_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLD_Md_YzpI/AAAAAAAACwY/i7wkOaqWWt0/s320/DSC_0103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526197332457606802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They went into the food processer and ta-da! Homemade baby food. It wasn't nearly as bad as I thought. I then put the extras into ice cube trays to freeze the leftovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLD_MiSDYdI/AAAAAAAACwg/bRwk-JIZIPA/s1600/DSC_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLD_MiSDYdI/AAAAAAAACwg/bRwk-JIZIPA/s320/DSC_0104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526197333609636306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, it's food time! I love food. I sure hope it's that yummy rice stuff that I've been getting all week. I'm so used to it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLD_NpSqZcI/AAAAAAAACwo/LrVrhus3iiQ/s1600/DSC_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLD_NpSqZcI/AAAAAAAACwo/LrVrhus3iiQ/s320/DSC_0107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526197352671110594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Um, it feels like the other stuff. Wait, why is my tongue starting to tingle?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLEAGfDDnKI/AAAAAAAACww/bjNLlBDeMgk/s1600/DSC_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLEAGfDDnKI/AAAAAAAACww/bjNLlBDeMgk/s320/DSC_0110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526198329173843106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmmm... that's different."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLEAG8_BbtI/AAAAAAAACw4/FUYJiKzoIKY/s1600/DSC_0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLEAG8_BbtI/AAAAAAAACw4/FUYJiKzoIKY/s320/DSC_0112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526198337209986770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can I talk to a manager. I didn't order apples!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLEAHF7RiYI/AAAAAAAACxA/enNIMSKruFI/s1600/DSC_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLEAHF7RiYI/AAAAAAAACxA/enNIMSKruFI/s320/DSC_0114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526198339610184066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Um. No thanks. I think I will pass."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLEAo6h6g-I/AAAAAAAACxI/KMrebwB5Kf8/s1600/DSC_0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLEAo6h6g-I/AAAAAAAACxI/KMrebwB5Kf8/s320/DSC_0115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526198920666579938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I said NO MORE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLEApKw1j0I/AAAAAAAACxQ/7PsZGjimZYA/s1600/DSC_0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLEApKw1j0I/AAAAAAAACxQ/7PsZGjimZYA/s320/DSC_0116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526198925024137026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not too offended. After all this was his first try at something besides his rice cereal. We'll try again next time! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/15697467?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="330" frameborder="0" height="533"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-1948868946413806654?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/1948868946413806654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/1948868946413806654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/10/making-baby-food.html' title='Making baby food'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TLD_Md_YzpI/AAAAAAAACwY/i7wkOaqWWt0/s72-c/DSC_0103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-2588561699374513761</id><published>2010-10-05T07:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T07:00:09.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cole gets his first taste of football!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TKps3pw6jsI/AAAAAAAACwQ/jNPRlldj93c/s1600/DSC_0057b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TKps3pw6jsI/AAAAAAAACwQ/jNPRlldj93c/s320/DSC_0057b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524347596282957506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-2588561699374513761?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/2588561699374513761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/2588561699374513761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/10/cole-gets-his-first-taste-of-football.html' title='Cole gets his first taste of football!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TKps3pw6jsI/AAAAAAAACwQ/jNPRlldj93c/s72-c/DSC_0057b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-1924710763743529054</id><published>2010-10-02T17:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T17:48:06.911-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lordy Lordy - LOOK WHO'S</title><content type='html'>FORTY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TKeGBKs4d_I/AAAAAAAACwA/BfYH-qppJT8/s1600/DSC_0090b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TKeGBKs4d_I/AAAAAAAACwA/BfYH-qppJT8/s320/DSC_0090b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523530822603798514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TKdrh_Ye-hI/AAAAAAAACv4/3SuDMcXcWR4/s1600/DSC_0077b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TKdrh_Ye-hI/AAAAAAAACv4/3SuDMcXcWR4/s320/DSC_0077b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523501699687184914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't imagine a better partner in life than you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LYMM! Looking forward to spending another 40 birthdays with you! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, you do not look forty. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's some messages from our chickens:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/15471925?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="350" frameborder="0" height="533"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well in case you blinked, she said "Happy Birthday Daddy. I love you very much."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which she must, because she actually said something on video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from our more outgoing one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/15471770?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="350" frameborder="0" height="533"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the dance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/15471840?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="350" frameborder="0" height="533"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a short message from the eldest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/15487370?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="350" frameborder="0" height="533"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and youngest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TKe1uy5679I/AAAAAAAACwI/5JBMGB0P_fo/s1600/100_1065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TKe1uy5679I/AAAAAAAACwI/5JBMGB0P_fo/s320/100_1065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523583283536523218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-1924710763743529054?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/1924710763743529054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/1924710763743529054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/10/lordy-lordy-look-whos.html' title='Lordy Lordy - LOOK WHO&apos;S'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TKeGBKs4d_I/AAAAAAAACwA/BfYH-qppJT8/s72-c/DSC_0090b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-5333607377074517713</id><published>2010-09-30T19:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T19:29:33.645-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cole's 1st cereal</title><content type='html'>Ok, well not quite the first. But the first that actually got into his belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TKUoYUUxfgI/AAAAAAAACvA/7shbMQmDCOo/s1600/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TKUoYUUxfgI/AAAAAAAACvA/7shbMQmDCOo/s320/DSC_0022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522864916277591554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily was especially excited Cole is moving onto real food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TKUoYq1oFhI/AAAAAAAACvI/LzgeV252Kbw/s1600/DSC_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TKUoYq1oFhI/AAAAAAAACvI/LzgeV252Kbw/s320/DSC_0028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522864922320967186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not happy Daddy moved his hands out of his mouth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TKUpGpvTpMI/AAAAAAAACvQ/cEBqq0SL5_s/s1600/DSC_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TKUpGpvTpMI/AAAAAAAACvQ/cEBqq0SL5_s/s320/DSC_0030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522865712300008642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TKUpG2dGyJI/AAAAAAAACvY/uTSzubDm_HE/s1600/DSC_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TKUpG2dGyJI/AAAAAAAACvY/uTSzubDm_HE/s320/DSC_0031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522865715713329298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TKUpIJ_KwoI/AAAAAAAACvg/J_vqHNum9Gc/s1600/DSC_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TKUpIJ_KwoI/AAAAAAAACvg/J_vqHNum9Gc/s320/DSC_0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522865738136339074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TKUprpkG-8I/AAAAAAAACvo/DCw3bpoRLbs/s1600/DSC_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TKUprpkG-8I/AAAAAAAACvo/DCw3bpoRLbs/s320/DSC_0046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522866347908201410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-5333607377074517713?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/5333607377074517713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/5333607377074517713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/09/coles-1st-cereal.html' title='Cole&apos;s 1st cereal'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TKUoYUUxfgI/AAAAAAAACvA/7shbMQmDCOo/s72-c/DSC_0022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-4717519972735455835</id><published>2010-09-25T19:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T19:08:42.158-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures in kayaking</title><content type='html'>Meet James' new hobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's had his eye on a few different types of kayaks that he wants to buy. So today he rented one and they boys (minus Cole) headed out to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Conroe&lt;/span&gt; to try it out and do some fishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJ52PHmWnUI/AAAAAAAACto/lPH98QNS82o/s1600/100_1056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJ52PHmWnUI/AAAAAAAACto/lPH98QNS82o/s320/100_1056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520980195312835906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJ52PQQWTtI/AAAAAAAACtw/eRQaaq-YHZ4/s1600/100_1057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJ52PQQWTtI/AAAAAAAACtw/eRQaaq-YHZ4/s320/100_1057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520980197636460242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me that he rowed for miles which I thought maybe was an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;exaggeration&lt;/span&gt;... but they went to the furthest part in this picture! I bet he will be sore tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJ52P-sT1AI/AAAAAAAACt4/5_rgkwM1M5Y/s1600/100_1059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJ52P-sT1AI/AAAAAAAACt4/5_rgkwM1M5Y/s320/100_1059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520980210101769218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls, Cole, and I headed to my step class this morning, enjoyed a delicious Chick-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;fil&lt;/span&gt;-A lunch, then headed out to a closer lake to check out the kayak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJ53r2-z3gI/AAAAAAAACuA/9sqVOWHqfE8/s1600/DSC_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJ53r2-z3gI/AAAAAAAACuA/9sqVOWHqfE8/s320/DSC_0086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520981788579847682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily was excited to get in. No fishing, more rowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJ56EJgddKI/AAAAAAAACu4/NaZzNXoXoMg/s1600/DSC_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJ56EJgddKI/AAAAAAAACu4/NaZzNXoXoMg/s320/DSC_0091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520984404892939426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJ53scjrz0I/AAAAAAAACuI/Oaotm7y5guQ/s1600/DSC_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJ53scjrz0I/AAAAAAAACuI/Oaotm7y5guQ/s320/DSC_0087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520981798666620738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily thought that she was keeping "everyone" safe with her life jacket. "Don't worry, Dad... we won't sink. I have on a floating jacket! This lake doesn't have sharks, does it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJ53sshPolI/AAAAAAAACuQ/rNTEw3tz01M/s1600/DSC_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJ53sshPolI/AAAAAAAACuQ/rNTEw3tz01M/s320/DSC_0089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520981802951352914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin fished some more from a pier. It was more of a scouting trip. More fishing, less catching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJ54dgeMmiI/AAAAAAAACuY/cp9Xjys8N-E/s1600/DSC_0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJ54dgeMmiI/AAAAAAAACuY/cp9Xjys8N-E/s320/DSC_0093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520982641530935842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole did what he does best - just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;goin&lt;/span&gt;' with the flow. That child amazes me... up at 6:30, 2:00 we headed to the lake - slept 30 minutes in the car to get there, woke up when we got there, back to sleep for the 3o minute car ride home and that's it for the day. Not sure where he gets the energy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJ54edNBUCI/AAAAAAAACug/_j2tCozGKpk/s1600/DSC_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJ54edNBUCI/AAAAAAAACug/_j2tCozGKpk/s320/DSC_0094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520982657833455650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even I got to join in on the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJ54e6FLUQI/AAAAAAAACuo/khK144julQ8/s1600/DSC_0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJ54e6FLUQI/AAAAAAAACuo/khK144julQ8/s320/DSC_0096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520982665585185026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after all that hard work I thought we deserved a special treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJ55tVjgq3I/AAAAAAAACuw/pvaMnZi_yXA/s1600/DSC_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJ55tVjgq3I/AAAAAAAACuw/pvaMnZi_yXA/s320/DSC_0103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520984012989967218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yum! The girls didn't even know what a sundae was - but they were happily surprised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-4717519972735455835?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/4717519972735455835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/4717519972735455835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/09/adventures-in-kayaking.html' title='Adventures in kayaking'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJ52PHmWnUI/AAAAAAAACto/lPH98QNS82o/s72-c/100_1056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-1191320200351748078</id><published>2010-09-23T08:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T08:21:51.551-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our 4 kiddos</title><content type='html'>the princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJYxFawQNMI/AAAAAAAACss/pnVcLZy0VIw/s1600/DSC_0068b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJYxFawQNMI/AAAAAAAACss/pnVcLZy0VIw/s320/DSC_0068b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518652362539939010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the prince&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJYxEzzqIeI/AAAAAAAACsk/zg1fxWixJSI/s1600/DSC_0067b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJYxEzzqIeI/AAAAAAAACsk/zg1fxWixJSI/s320/DSC_0067b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518652352085238242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cutie-pie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJYxETyOKhI/AAAAAAAACsc/H1RwmCtS5yE/s1600/DSC_0024b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJYxETyOKhI/AAAAAAAACsc/H1RwmCtS5yE/s320/DSC_0024b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518652343489276434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the vocal little diva who does NOT enjoy having her picture taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJYxD1FIHWI/AAAAAAAACsU/lIk_EXHmkCY/s1600/DSC_0007b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJYxD1FIHWI/AAAAAAAACsU/lIk_EXHmkCY/s320/DSC_0007b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518652335247072610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-1191320200351748078?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/1191320200351748078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/1191320200351748078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/09/our-4-kiddos.html' title='Our 4 kiddos'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJYxFawQNMI/AAAAAAAACss/pnVcLZy0VIw/s72-c/DSC_0068b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-2906845718272422101</id><published>2010-09-21T11:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T11:51:36.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit with Ms. Rona</title><content type='html'>Ms. Rona came and visited us a few days ago. We absolutely love her - she watched the girls when they were little for a few years while I worked and I'm so happy we stay in touch. She actually worked for the day care we had all the kids in, and eventually we were able to steal her from there! ha! It was one of the best decisions we made when they were younger. In the two years she stayed with the girls, she never once called in sick. Crazy! Even though we don't see her often, the girls still talk about her and it's always so nice to see her :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQ95F9SFnI/AAAAAAAACsE/NaiTCq_t3xQ/s1600/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQ95F9SFnI/AAAAAAAACsE/NaiTCq_t3xQ/s320/DSC_0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513599894869382770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQ95UOyGTI/AAAAAAAACsM/aLqDQe9kSAw/s1600/DSC_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQ95UOyGTI/AAAAAAAACsM/aLqDQe9kSAw/s320/DSC_0025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513599898700880178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-2906845718272422101?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/2906845718272422101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/2906845718272422101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/09/visit-with-ms-rona.html' title='Visit with Ms. Rona'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQ95F9SFnI/AAAAAAAACsE/NaiTCq_t3xQ/s72-c/DSC_0024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-7396465987607481420</id><published>2010-09-19T13:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T13:49:15.062-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4 months old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJYy3SqqqOI/AAAAAAAACs0/6-pXUVej9SI/s1600/DSC_0075b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJYy3SqqqOI/AAAAAAAACs0/6-pXUVej9SI/s320/DSC_0075b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518654318874110178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole - you are 4 months old now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you up to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have said it before, but you have to be the happiest little baby ever. Seriously. You are so easy going, constantly smile and talk to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJY0viiyHwI/AAAAAAAACtE/KoLiHMu1diY/s1600/DSC_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJY0viiyHwI/AAAAAAAACtE/KoLiHMu1diY/s320/DSC_0070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518656384720314114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wake up in the morning and are ready to go for the day. First you get fed anywhere between 5:30-7:00. Then I put you in your bouncer and you watch me make the older kids breakfast and get their lunches packed. We then drop the kids of at school, go to the gym or store depending on the day - and you just go with the flow. The rest of the day consists of eating and playing. I tried giving you cereal one day last week and you didn't want to have anything to do with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are officially sleeping through the night, I think mainly because you are such an anti-nap little boy!! Sometimes I can get you to take a little nap in the afternoon, but not very often. This is one of the main reasons I'm not able to blog as much - there is no time! You do get cranky at night sometimes - I think because of your lack of sleep during the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You weighed 13.3 lbs at your 4 month appointment and you were 22.75 inches long. There were three other 4 month old babies getting their check ups too - I originally thought they were at least 6-9 months old because they were all ginormous. Then I took you in and found out you are only in the first percentile in height (17% in weight!) so they weren't gigantic babies after all... I know you will catch up soon  :) You are in size 2 diapers and still fit into your 3 month clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJY0wDFPofI/AAAAAAAACtM/x-KHKtlN_1M/s1600/DSC_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJY0wDFPofI/AAAAAAAACtM/x-KHKtlN_1M/s320/DSC_0090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518656393454789106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm making dinner in the afternoon you usually sit in your bumbo and watch Baby Einsteins. It's crazy how much you like this! I can hear you laughing from downstairs. You crack up at this little puppet every time you see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/15100699?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="350" frameborder="0" height="533"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(just please ignore your pink bib once again...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your siblings continue to be smitten with you. You love watching them and they love making you smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJY0vE2epWI/AAAAAAAACs8/coWI8K5gy44/s1600/DSC_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJY0vE2epWI/AAAAAAAACs8/coWI8K5gy44/s320/DSC_0010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518656376749860194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-7396465987607481420?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/7396465987607481420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/7396465987607481420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/09/4-months-old.html' title='4 months old!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TJYy3SqqqOI/AAAAAAAACs0/6-pXUVej9SI/s72-c/DSC_0075b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-7481194565808198501</id><published>2010-09-08T08:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T08:29:11.225-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend in Bastrop</title><content type='html'>Our first night away from the house with all 4 kids - it went pretty smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goofing off in the car while James was paying for our entry fee into the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQjAgJX-UI/AAAAAAAACqM/DOkU7i_xNrQ/s1600/DSC_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQjAgJX-UI/AAAAAAAACqM/DOkU7i_xNrQ/s320/DSC_0030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513570335344556354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the hike begins. James bought Austin this bird book with a checklist of all the birds in the region. We only saw a couple - because his "sisters were scaring away all the birds."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQjBOI-0uI/AAAAAAAACqU/XduKoL-WbM4/s1600/DSC_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQjBOI-0uI/AAAAAAAACqU/XduKoL-WbM4/s320/DSC_0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513570347690939106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQj9OAjiSI/AAAAAAAACqc/hBPnfegg0gE/s1600/DSC_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQj9OAjiSI/AAAAAAAACqc/hBPnfegg0gE/s320/DSC_0035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513571378447747362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin led the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQj-MyOPnI/AAAAAAAACqs/-HIuFqzi-zE/s1600/DSC_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQj-MyOPnI/AAAAAAAACqs/-HIuFqzi-zE/s320/DSC_0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513571395299065458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQj9i253qI/AAAAAAAACqk/5VocYFqllXE/s1600/DSC_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQj9i253qI/AAAAAAAACqk/5VocYFqllXE/s320/DSC_0041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513571384044412578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the wildlife we saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQkw6dt8YI/AAAAAAAACq0/wXtfnsWWxPc/s1600/DSC_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQkw6dt8YI/AAAAAAAACq0/wXtfnsWWxPc/s320/DSC_0044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513572266554552706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily happily skipped most of the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQlhAiEjAI/AAAAAAAACrU/jo_tzBHkB40/s1600/DSC_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQlhAiEjAI/AAAAAAAACrU/jo_tzBHkB40/s320/DSC_0062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513573092817144834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until the end when we had to go up hill. Then she got too tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQkxLNCAYI/AAAAAAAACq8/p-VZ6lNmk-E/s1600/DSC_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQkxLNCAYI/AAAAAAAACq8/p-VZ6lNmk-E/s320/DSC_0047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513572271047967106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQkxlHF1xI/AAAAAAAACrE/hUGKtJOo18c/s1600/DSC_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQkxlHF1xI/AAAAAAAACrE/hUGKtJOo18c/s320/DSC_0048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513572278002374418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nature baby - had to be carried the whole time since I forgot the sling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQlguKktxI/AAAAAAAACrM/AAl4NBU1Kv8/s1600/DSC_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQlguKktxI/AAAAAAAACrM/AAl4NBU1Kv8/s320/DSC_0057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513573087886751506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes later nature baby falls asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQlhhkfjyI/AAAAAAAACrc/ygFWYUt1tDE/s1600/DSC_0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQlhhkfjyI/AAAAAAAACrc/ygFWYUt1tDE/s320/DSC_0065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513573101685673762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the real highlight for the kids was staying in a hotel for the night. Not for me though - didn't sleep at all. They loved the elevators, sleeping on a sofa that turned into a couch, and a breakfast where they could pick whatever they wanted to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQmTsIyFvI/AAAAAAAACrk/xBF0WEej-fg/s1600/DSC_0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQmTsIyFvI/AAAAAAAACrk/xBF0WEej-fg/s320/DSC_0068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513573963515696882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discovering himself in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQmUF4f13I/AAAAAAAACrs/h-rqiaJsEjw/s1600/DSC_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQmUF4f13I/AAAAAAAACrs/h-rqiaJsEjw/s320/DSC_0075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513573970426713970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily wanted to know why a surfboard was in the room. Obviously I don't do much ironing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQmUZEJmcI/AAAAAAAACr0/pEbJ4ABWm_c/s1600/DSC_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQmUZEJmcI/AAAAAAAACr0/pEbJ4ABWm_c/s320/DSC_0083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513573975575861698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admiring the fish at the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQmU3-hbxI/AAAAAAAACr8/1uzMaRndsD4/s1600/DSC_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQmU3-hbxI/AAAAAAAACr8/1uzMaRndsD4/s320/DSC_0087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513573983873756946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-7481194565808198501?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/7481194565808198501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/7481194565808198501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/09/weekend-in-bastrop.html' title='Weekend in Bastrop'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQjAgJX-UI/AAAAAAAACqM/DOkU7i_xNrQ/s72-c/DSC_0030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-206785143502896724</id><published>2010-09-05T19:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T19:38:06.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Touchdown!</title><content type='html'>Thought I'd share some pictures since this is what is consuming our lives these days - for FOUR days a week. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game 2 Highlights&lt;br /&gt;1st TD - I just got the tail end of it. The play started around the 50 yard line... eventually my camera caught up to our little speedster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQcKcXtvfI/AAAAAAAACok/gB_hDTACF3Q/s1600/DSC_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQcKcXtvfI/AAAAAAAACok/gB_hDTACF3Q/s320/DSC_0061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513562809548258802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQcLgjwpVI/AAAAAAAACos/8mKxsPwkOww/s1600/DSC_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQcLgjwpVI/AAAAAAAACos/8mKxsPwkOww/s320/DSC_0063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513562827852391762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby very rarely leaves Cole's side. He loves listening to her "stories."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIAgR8xHu1I/AAAAAAAACoU/SHOBDo62nRQ/s1600/DSC_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIAgR8xHu1I/AAAAAAAACoU/SHOBDo62nRQ/s320/DSC_0070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512441436643507026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chubby cheeks (with a little help) enjoying the shade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIAgSSbb12I/AAAAAAAACoc/6CpVcP9vx-w/s1600/DSC_0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIAgSSbb12I/AAAAAAAACoc/6CpVcP9vx-w/s320/DSC_0068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512441442458130274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd TD - this time I was ready. For all of the defensive coordinators out there - you can tell he's about to get the ball by "the stare."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQc9rjT-TI/AAAAAAAACo0/cB9KTn4FEU4/s1600/DSC_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQc9rjT-TI/AAAAAAAACo0/cB9KTn4FEU4/s320/DSC_0072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513563689796761906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQc-nj1TZI/AAAAAAAACo8/E9z36d8meLw/s1600/DSC_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQc-nj1TZI/AAAAAAAACo8/E9z36d8meLw/s320/DSC_0073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513563705905073554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQc_IFln9I/AAAAAAAACpE/IcU_KwkRTFQ/s1600/DSC_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQc_IFln9I/AAAAAAAACpE/IcU_KwkRTFQ/s320/DSC_0075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513563714636586962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He cuts to the inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQd-SwEQ2I/AAAAAAAACpM/iXVWjHfMlVc/s1600/DSC_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQd-SwEQ2I/AAAAAAAACpM/iXVWjHfMlVc/s320/DSC_0076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513564799830868834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and turns on the jets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQeA9VxQAI/AAAAAAAACpU/paFH1Z0zE-A/s1600/DSC_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQeA9VxQAI/AAAAAAAACpU/paFH1Z0zE-A/s320/DSC_0077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513564845623033858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running to daylight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQeDAYf9DI/AAAAAAAACpc/TukpOED28SE/s1600/DSC_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQeDAYf9DI/AAAAAAAACpc/TukpOED28SE/s320/DSC_0078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513564880799527986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adding more, and more separation with every step. Did we mention that we're proud of this kiddo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQeEEh8GcI/AAAAAAAACpk/zGy6oM_JGLk/s1600/DSC_0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQeEEh8GcI/AAAAAAAACpk/zGy6oM_JGLk/s320/DSC_0080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513564899092732354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the game the opposing team's coach asked where Austin went to school because they lost their 2 fastest kids and were in need of some speed. Already recruiting in 2nd grade flag football - ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are some random pictures of Austin and his tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQgU_zPv6I/AAAAAAAACps/fEnD0kaP5hk/s1600/DSC_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQgU_zPv6I/AAAAAAAACps/fEnD0kaP5hk/s320/DSC_0045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513567388904177570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQgVQoXqXI/AAAAAAAACp0/9YUeAz85i14/s1600/DSC_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQgVQoXqXI/AAAAAAAACp0/9YUeAz85i14/s320/DSC_0052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513567393421961586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQgVjm4cTI/AAAAAAAACp8/vNZ23H8WAhQ/s1600/DSC_0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQgVjm4cTI/AAAAAAAACp8/vNZ23H8WAhQ/s320/DSC_0056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513567398515994930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQhBYpsMMI/AAAAAAAACqE/Vo0ffXl9s8Q/s1600/DSC_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQhBYpsMMI/AAAAAAAACqE/Vo0ffXl9s8Q/s320/DSC_0057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513568151489228994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-206785143502896724?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/206785143502896724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/206785143502896724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/09/touchdown.html' title='Touchdown!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TIQcKcXtvfI/AAAAAAAACok/gB_hDTACF3Q/s72-c/DSC_0061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-7403141075964521585</id><published>2010-09-02T16:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T17:04:50.585-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Bunny</title><content type='html'>Ever wonder what Santa Clause and the Easter bunny would look like combined?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, me neither. But this is what it would like according to Abby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TFHRxoa6mkI/AAAAAAAACiw/qp24lE0ISlY/s1600/DSC_0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TFHRxoa6mkI/AAAAAAAACiw/qp24lE0ISlY/s320/DSC_0158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499407270590192194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TFHRyJEQAsI/AAAAAAAACi4/mVrtsLe167o/s1600/DSC_0165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TFHRyJEQAsI/AAAAAAAACi4/mVrtsLe167o/s320/DSC_0165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499407279353496258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TFHRxBMdzRI/AAAAAAAACio/7y16ACp8HvU/s1600/DSC_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TFHRxBMdzRI/AAAAAAAACio/7y16ACp8HvU/s320/DSC_0152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499407260060601618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TFHRyiMXwmI/AAAAAAAACjA/NQKwAZhPvpw/s1600/DSC_0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TFHRyiMXwmI/AAAAAAAACjA/NQKwAZhPvpw/s320/DSC_0180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499407286098444898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-7403141075964521585?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/7403141075964521585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/7403141075964521585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/09/santa-bunny.html' title='Santa Bunny'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TFHRxoa6mkI/AAAAAAAACiw/qp24lE0ISlY/s72-c/DSC_0158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-7075287512427352227</id><published>2010-08-24T09:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T09:57:29.777-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Day of School!</title><content type='html'>I  had every intention of taking lots of pictures yesterday- unfortunately the day started out like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/THPZ4jtc-YI/AAAAAAAACn0/cobd87KBggM/s1600/DSC_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/THPZ4jtc-YI/AAAAAAAACn0/cobd87KBggM/s320/DSC_0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508986334886033794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Emily wasn't exactly feeling it. I knew it would be rough when she wouldn't touch her breakfast. She did pose for this one though right before leaving the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/THPZUbjSvdI/AAAAAAAACns/LH5h6Y88OEs/s1600/DSC_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/THPZUbjSvdI/AAAAAAAACns/LH5h6Y88OEs/s320/DSC_0036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508985714220645842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily was the first one to be dropped off and had a pretty hard time. I had to physically carry her to her desk and she would take off over and over. She was not a happy camper, thus the rest of us were not happy campers. Eventually we snuck out, and I checked on her before I left the school- thankfully she was sitting quietly at her desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby went right to her class, hugged the teacher and sat down - she was super excited to start her first day of kindergarten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/THPZTE8F9oI/AAAAAAAACnU/VZgxFuC7gIs/s1600/100_1025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/THPZTE8F9oI/AAAAAAAACnU/VZgxFuC7gIs/s320/100_1025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508985690970781314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole and I then headed to the gym to de-stress. We had a nice (and quiet!) day - took a trip to the store, played some, made dinner, then it was time for the older ones to come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus coming home was about an hour late, but they all had smiles coming off the bus and couldn't wait to tell me how much fun they had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/THPZTpIwLXI/AAAAAAAACnc/RehAqKnqWb0/s1600/100_1026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/THPZTpIwLXI/AAAAAAAACnc/RehAqKnqWb0/s320/100_1026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508985700687555954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/THPZTxEGa4I/AAAAAAAACnk/AA3960pT7HU/s1600/100_1027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/THPZTxEGa4I/AAAAAAAACnk/AA3960pT7HU/s320/100_1027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508985702815525762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby had too many favorites to name - She said she went "wee wee wee all the way home" on the bus ride home today. Emily said, "Mom, you were right. Kindergarten is so much fun!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting to school today was so much easier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-7075287512427352227?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/7075287512427352227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/7075287512427352227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/08/1st-day-of-school.html' title='1st Day of School!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/THPZ4jtc-YI/AAAAAAAACn0/cobd87KBggM/s72-c/DSC_0034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-5855339064786583132</id><published>2010-08-22T21:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T21:08:45.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Summer</title><content type='html'>I'm sitting here looking at my fantasy football team once again. Yesterday was the draft and I must say I think I have a good chance of winning this year. Also wondering if I made the right choice drafting a QB in the 1st round which usually is a big no-no for me. But it was Drew Brees - helloooo - so I'm sticking by my choice right now. Geaux Saints!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I know none of you probably are that interested in my draft - so thought I would put some pictures up instead.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sticking to the subject of football... Austin started up once again. He is on the Cardinals team, and let me tell you - this is a really serious team. They have playbooks and all - for 2nd graders! And it is 4x a week. If I would have known that I probably wouldn't have given Austin the choice - it would have been soccer instead. He has practice Tues/Thurs with games on Friday and Sunday. Crazy! Not to mention the games and practices have been in intense heat. One kid even suffered heat exhaustion the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed his first game today and am totally bummed. We had to be there by 4:30, it was already 100 degrees and there is no way Cole (or the girls for that matter) could have been out there that long. On James and Austin's way home they called and informed me that on the very first play of the very first game Austin scored an 80 yard touchdown run!! That kid may not have height on his side, but he is super fast. Here he is before the game... future Larry Fitzgerald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/THHQx8vw9ZI/AAAAAAAACm8/mOEVzuNGWWM/s1600/DSC_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/THHQx8vw9ZI/AAAAAAAACm8/mOEVzuNGWWM/s320/DSC_0032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508413375789462930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James took a few days off last week. We went and made some art creations one of those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family fun on three! A little pep talk before our adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/THHOzFxJvYI/AAAAAAAACmc/k1zLKrhCnsk/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/THHOzFxJvYI/AAAAAAAACmc/k1zLKrhCnsk/s320/DSC_0015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508411196367814018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at this creation. I named it "schizophrenic bunny." The rabbit, not the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/THHOzxorL7I/AAAAAAAACms/nDdYmmXr4eY/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/THHOzxorL7I/AAAAAAAACms/nDdYmmXr4eY/s320/DSC_0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508411208143417266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is our little Abby. I overheard her asking Emily yesterday why grandparents are so nice. She replied back, "Because God made them so, and Jesus, and Mary Poppins."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the artwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin made something pretty practical - a sports cup to put on his desk to put various items in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/THHSFRcoHUI/AAAAAAAACnE/5BzOdTVewmw/s1600/DSC_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/THHSFRcoHUI/AAAAAAAACnE/5BzOdTVewmw/s320/DSC_0028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508414807275478338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily stuck to what she knows best - princesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/THHOzZoS4lI/AAAAAAAACmk/jstpVuFIrH0/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/THHOzZoS4lI/AAAAAAAACmk/jstpVuFIrH0/s320/DSC_0017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508411201699373650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here they are on our bed one day last week.... all four of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/THHOyvuKefI/AAAAAAAACmU/KI9FMH6EagM/s1600/DSC_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/THHOyvuKefI/AAAAAAAACmU/KI9FMH6EagM/s320/DSC_0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508411190449699314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy baby. Next week his entertainment is leaving him. Poor guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/THHQQF_WetI/AAAAAAAACm0/gmbJVPYhj-c/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/THHQQF_WetI/AAAAAAAACm0/gmbJVPYhj-c/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508412794155203282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts tomorrow!! I have such mixed emotions about this. The kids have been getting on each other's nerves terribly, so on one hand I am happy for the break - on the other hand I am going to miss them! More on their first day tomorrow.... Time flies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-5855339064786583132?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/5855339064786583132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/5855339064786583132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/08/end-of-summer.html' title='End of Summer'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/THHQx8vw9ZI/AAAAAAAACm8/mOEVzuNGWWM/s72-c/DSC_0032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-264398479284850691</id><published>2010-08-16T14:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T14:58:31.077-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 months</title><content type='html'>Cole - you are 3 months old now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TGmEr6J69mI/AAAAAAAACmM/s93XY98FJfY/s1600/DSC_0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TGmEr6J69mI/AAAAAAAACmM/s93XY98FJfY/s320/DSC_0074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506077909317252706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are turning into such a good little sleeper. You are still sleeping in your car seat at nights and I can usually get a good nap out of you in the afternoon if I put you in your swing. At night you have slept a few times from 10:00-6:00!! Every time I think you have it down though, you'll wake up at 2:00 the following night. You like to keep me on my toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TGmEKeEt0VI/AAAAAAAACl8/eELjiUggk2A/s1600/DSC_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TGmEKeEt0VI/AAAAAAAACl8/eELjiUggk2A/s320/DSC_0030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506077334843543890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look - you even took a nap in your bassinet once! Too bad it was just for 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TGl91simC0I/AAAAAAAAClM/4Nf9bEq-76Q/s1600/IMG_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TGl91simC0I/AAAAAAAAClM/4Nf9bEq-76Q/s320/IMG_0063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506070380879940418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is you falling asleep on your dad one night. You make these funny little dinosaur noises when going to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="533"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=14187550&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=0&amp;amp;show_byline=0&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=00ADEF&amp;amp;fullscreen=1&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;loop=0"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=14187550&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=0&amp;amp;show_byline=0&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=00ADEF&amp;amp;fullscreen=1&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;loop=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="533"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite song is head, shoulders, knees and toes. You smile every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 3 follow you around everywhere. I know you are going to miss them when they go to school next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TGl-fx6viHI/AAAAAAAAClc/M05Y5MBDtLs/s1600/100_1024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TGl-fx6viHI/AAAAAAAAClc/M05Y5MBDtLs/s320/100_1024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506071103877908594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TGmEKm__xjI/AAAAAAAACmE/twYKwuLhiok/s1600/DSC_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TGmEKm__xjI/AAAAAAAACmE/twYKwuLhiok/s320/DSC_0098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506077337239668274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily likes to put pretend tiaras on you... and real ones too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TGl_3trBHqI/AAAAAAAAClk/x9dohAYNzn8/s1600/DSC_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TGl_3trBHqI/AAAAAAAAClk/x9dohAYNzn8/s320/DSC_0090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506072614566698658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TGmCXdaDsqI/AAAAAAAACl0/j2TbiYNvDgk/s1600/100_1014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TGmCXdaDsqI/AAAAAAAACl0/j2TbiYNvDgk/s320/100_1014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506075358979666594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took your first trip to the gym last week. The teacher told me afterwards that your brother and sisters would not leave your side because they didn't want any other kids giving you any germs. I was obviously very happy about this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have finally started seeing real tears from you when you cry now. It is the most pathetic thing and we think you even look cute even when you're crying. I don't think you like us smiling back at you at some points-it gets you madder. You have a blocked tear duct right now. It doesn't seem to bother you, but it drains and gets all crusty - yuck! Look at your poor little eye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TGl_3_ULVlI/AAAAAAAACls/ykL8DRs2isc/s1600/DSC_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TGl_3_ULVlI/AAAAAAAACls/ykL8DRs2isc/s320/DSC_0129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506072619302737490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please ignore your "princess in training" bib leftover from your sisters. We don't take you out in public with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not into being cradled like a baby anymore. You constantly want us to sit you up so you can see all the craziness in our house these days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've discovered your tongue recently and are constantly sticking it out at us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TGl92Kih49I/AAAAAAAAClU/XrI_Nga0-hI/s1600/IMG_0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TGl92Kih49I/AAAAAAAAClU/XrI_Nga0-hI/s320/IMG_0093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506070388932731858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see how much you've grown at your 4 month old appointment next month! Well actually I can, you are already growing up too fast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-264398479284850691?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/264398479284850691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/264398479284850691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/08/3-months.html' title='3 months'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TGmEr6J69mI/AAAAAAAACmM/s93XY98FJfY/s72-c/DSC_0074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-1364896663287462117</id><published>2010-08-10T06:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T06:00:01.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The 5th Beatle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TF89zRLe4PI/AAAAAAAACkw/B8cgCqMwkMc/s1600/DSC_0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TF89zRLe4PI/AAAAAAAACkw/B8cgCqMwkMc/s320/DSC_0068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503185220664221938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-1364896663287462117?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/1364896663287462117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/1364896663287462117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/08/5th-beatle.html' title='The 5th Beatle'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TF89zRLe4PI/AAAAAAAACkw/B8cgCqMwkMc/s72-c/DSC_0068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-6382004781199251795</id><published>2010-08-08T18:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T18:27:02.645-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Week</title><content type='html'>Gosh I am so bad about updating this blog lately. And about taking pictures. The days and weeks have been flying by - I can hardly believe summer is coming to an end soon. School starts in 2 more weeks, and our future little kindergarteners (and 2nd grader) are really excited. We are looking forward to seeing who their teachers will be this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures I took last week. You'll notice that they are pretty random. And all around the house. We have been making the best out of being homebodies during the day, but we'll all be glad when Cole is older so we can venture out into the world again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I introduced Austin to my Sudoku addiction. He solved his first puzzle all by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TF3FbyJyjpI/AAAAAAAACjg/b0pTg1PPGa0/s1600/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TF3FbyJyjpI/AAAAAAAACjg/b0pTg1PPGa0/s320/DSC_0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502771400826588818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put the kids to work. We watched Annie a few weeks ago andthe song "it's a hard knocked life" keeps entering my brain. Cleaning windows and baseboards builds character, right? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TF3FcSMsg-I/AAAAAAAACjo/C4TCP5GV4ZE/s1600/DSC_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TF3FcSMsg-I/AAAAAAAACjo/C4TCP5GV4ZE/s320/DSC_0007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502771409428710370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole was introduced to his bumbo seat. He sat in there and the kids watched a Baby Einstein DVD for a good 20 minutes - they were all thoroughly entertained. James has just informed me that he wants an adult bumbo seat - he thinks it looks comfy. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TF3GKSyZLBI/AAAAAAAACjw/25YrD3EDt7s/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TF3GKSyZLBI/AAAAAAAACjw/25YrD3EDt7s/s320/DSC_0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502772199860808722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole looks like the Captain of a ship. And the others are just having a quiet summer day. Aah, to be a kid again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TF3GLCJZJRI/AAAAAAAACj4/otBgk2JY_Ps/s1600/DSC_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TF3GLCJZJRI/AAAAAAAACj4/otBgk2JY_Ps/s320/DSC_0029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502772212573742354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin and I were watching 30 Minute Meals on the Food Network and he was wanting to try a new dish - it turned out really good. Austin is our picky eater, and I think it helps matters when he gets involved with the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TF3GuIuzedI/AAAAAAAACkI/fwHRgurSnvY/s1600/DSC_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TF3GuIuzedI/AAAAAAAACkI/fwHRgurSnvY/s320/DSC_0033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502772815636691410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I finished things up, these 2 were rocking to some tunes with their microphones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TF3GumZxG_I/AAAAAAAACkQ/HFWlYqO6uzE/s1600/DSC_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TF3GumZxG_I/AAAAAAAACkQ/HFWlYqO6uzE/s320/DSC_0036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502772823601519602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby made a whole bunch of sticky notes and posted them all over the house. At least it wasn't glue this time. We found them in the living room, in our room, in our bathroom, in the kitchen, in the hallway, upstairs and downstairs... everywhere but on the dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Saffron luv you Cole"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TF3HdCa7PQI/AAAAAAAACkg/wBtOKQRaCn0/s1600/DSC_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TF3HdCa7PQI/AAAAAAAACkg/wBtOKQRaCn0/s320/DSC_0055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502773621396552962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Abby luv you Austin"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TF3Hd7kfovI/AAAAAAAACko/OgYZWpsiGkM/s1600/DSC_0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TF3Hd7kfovI/AAAAAAAACko/OgYZWpsiGkM/s320/DSC_0056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502773636737508082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby planted a lemon seed in hopes of a lemon tree growing - in 2 weeks. She explained to me that's all the time it needs - as long as there is plenty of rain and sun. Her exact words were "simple." She told us that God wanted us to have a lemon tree so we could make lemonade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TF3HcvM4VTI/AAAAAAAACkY/X8QH0Ercogk/s1600/DSC_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TF3HcvM4VTI/AAAAAAAACkY/X8QH0Ercogk/s320/DSC_0043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502773616237368626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-6382004781199251795?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/6382004781199251795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/6382004781199251795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/08/last-week.html' title='Last Week'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TF3FbyJyjpI/AAAAAAAACjg/b0pTg1PPGa0/s72-c/DSC_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-8636936986528199185</id><published>2010-08-01T20:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T20:07:34.459-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Staycation #2</title><content type='html'>Well I thought that our second "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;staycation&lt;/span&gt;" was going to be a blast. Turns out not so much, but it was fun the hour or so it lasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan was to get up early, drive to Galveston, and spend the better part of the day on the beach. James has been dying to take Austin fishing - they even practiced at the lake in the neighborhood the night before and caught this catfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TFYWQ6zEgmI/AAAAAAAACjY/bUvSXj8aqLg/s1600/100_0976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TFYWQ6zEgmI/AAAAAAAACjY/bUvSXj8aqLg/s320/100_0976.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500608474796819042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they were both pretty stoked to catch some fish. We left the house by 6:00 a.m. - which is a major undertaking by the way. We got there around 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; and James got the older kids &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;all acclimated&lt;/span&gt; while I fed Cole. Then the boys headed out in the surf to fish and the girls played in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TFHPVetZYRI/AAAAAAAACh4/YhI-vV365NI/s1600/DSC_0205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TFHPVetZYRI/AAAAAAAACh4/YhI-vV365NI/s320/DSC_0205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499404587923759378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TFHPoPdIO9I/AAAAAAAACiI/WLW-YVW6fz0/s1600/DSC_0214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TFHPoPdIO9I/AAAAAAAACiI/WLW-YVW6fz0/s320/DSC_0214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499404910246509522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shark!!" It is the beginning of Shark Week, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TFHPVmcmuVI/AAAAAAAACiA/V8QoaXX71Ng/s1600/DSC_0213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TFHPVmcmuVI/AAAAAAAACiA/V8QoaXX71Ng/s320/DSC_0213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499404590000814418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladly, the wildlife still seems to be in good shape in Galveston. No effects of "the spill." Our thoughts and prayers to our neighbors to the east of us though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TFHN4veGKqI/AAAAAAAACho/Zkm9QgSuucg/s1600/DSC_0197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TFHN4veGKqI/AAAAAAAACho/Zkm9QgSuucg/s320/DSC_0197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499402994695154338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't decide which one to put on here - the one with the hat or without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TFHPU_H1dPI/AAAAAAAAChw/ePp_zjcpmn8/s1600/DSC_0199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TFHPU_H1dPI/AAAAAAAAChw/ePp_zjcpmn8/s320/DSC_0199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499404579444716786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TFHN32UuCqI/AAAAAAAAChg/QukfKD6UypU/s1600/DSC_0192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TFHN32UuCqI/AAAAAAAAChg/QukfKD6UypU/s320/DSC_0192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499402979355003554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TFHN3ZgqXwI/AAAAAAAAChY/exezlM81NV8/s1600/DSC_0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TFHN3ZgqXwI/AAAAAAAAChY/exezlM81NV8/s320/DSC_0185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499402971620466434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then decided to move the car a little closer to where the girls were playing. I turned the key... and had a sick feeling... the car wouldn't start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a brief panic attack I got James and Austin out of the water - Austin was upset because he was having a hard time in the surf, Cole was crying, and Abby started running up and down the beach screaming bloody murder because she saw a crab (which I have a hard time believing, especially since later she said it was yellow). Obviously the pictures don't reflect any of this. I wasn't in a picture-taking mood at this point. More of a "get me outta here" kind of mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were on a pretty isolated part of the beach, but eventually James flagged down a car and a nice man named Rick jump started our battery. We left right there and then, which is good because I had visions of being stuck on that beach with 3 unhappy kids (Emily was still in a good mood) in 100+ degree weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got home and took the car to the Toyota dealership - turns out it was strictly a battery issue. James picked up some brochures for the new Sienna while he was there... didn't think the day would come where we'd actually consider buying a van. We were home by 1:00, picked up some fish to to fry (due to the lack of fish caught), and that was the end of our second staycation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-8636936986528199185?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/8636936986528199185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/8636936986528199185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-staycation-2.html' title='Summer Staycation #2'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TFYWQ6zEgmI/AAAAAAAACjY/bUvSXj8aqLg/s72-c/100_0976.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-6728987203743950464</id><published>2010-07-31T16:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T16:05:44.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family visit</title><content type='html'>Last weekend we had some of James' family in town - his brother John and his kiddo from Maryland... Also, Aunt Mary and cousin Shelley from Louisiana, and Shelley's kiddos Savannah and Caroline. Also included in the festivities was brother Jay's family. All together we had 7 adults and 10 kids at our house. What a treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get a ton of pictures but it was great catching up with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TFHQnqqUa2I/AAAAAAAACiQ/XHyC0adLmxE/s1600/DSC_0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TFHQnqqUa2I/AAAAAAAACiQ/XHyC0adLmxE/s320/DSC_0135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499405999881349986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to include a picture of cutie-pie Cole since he was napping while the other cousins were swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TFHQoTKrFXI/AAAAAAAACig/Zfp17AM_OZE/s1600/DSC_0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TFHQoTKrFXI/AAAAAAAACig/Zfp17AM_OZE/s320/DSC_0143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499406010754471282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin John brought over his genuine NASA uniforms to play with - the kiddos had a fun time pretending to be astronauts. I have an idea on what Austin might be for Halloween this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TFHQoCkQKpI/AAAAAAAACiY/9r75DrCe3Jc/s1600/DSC_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TFHQoCkQKpI/AAAAAAAACiY/9r75DrCe3Jc/s320/DSC_0121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499406006298356370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-6728987203743950464?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/6728987203743950464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/6728987203743950464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/07/family-visit.html' title='Family visit'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TFHQnqqUa2I/AAAAAAAACiQ/XHyC0adLmxE/s72-c/DSC_0135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-4022192917719768927</id><published>2010-07-24T21:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T21:09:34.238-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And the forecast is....</title><content type='html'>So we spent some time on Friday making videos - who knew this would be hours of entertainment for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Abby, Austin, and Cole giving one of their many forecasts. Emily was too nervous to be on camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=13581512&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=0&amp;amp;show_byline=0&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=00ADEF&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=13581512&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=0&amp;amp;show_byline=0&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=00ADEF&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-4022192917719768927?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/4022192917719768927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/4022192917719768927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/07/and-forecast-is_24.html' title='And the forecast is....'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-8985312730543860236</id><published>2010-07-20T15:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T15:33:31.185-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Longhorns</title><content type='html'>Austin saw Cole in his Longhorn gear and wanted to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TEB2Qxvqg4I/AAAAAAAACf0/BWrCcVOlblU/s1600/DSC_0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TEB2Qxvqg4I/AAAAAAAACf0/BWrCcVOlblU/s320/DSC_0068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494521575995245442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Abby wanted to also. I told her she didn't have anything Longhorn, so she pointed this out in the closet... it is a size 2T cheerleading dress. It fits more like a shirt now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TEB2ROQLYlI/AAAAAAAACf8/4YjyJE3sk_Y/s1600/DSC_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TEB2ROQLYlI/AAAAAAAACf8/4YjyJE3sk_Y/s320/DSC_0075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494521583647810130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily wanted to put hers on also then, but didn't want to participate in any pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TEB2R-dN5QI/AAAAAAAACgE/4ioaCMcGeYs/s1600/DSC_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TEB2R-dN5QI/AAAAAAAACgE/4ioaCMcGeYs/s320/DSC_0084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494521596587402498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had the grand idea of putting them in their Texas Tech gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little traitor!!! You can't really tell, but he's doing the "hook 'em horns" sign with his hands (as opposed to the "get your guns up" sign). James has a little too much influence in this house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TEB27PguLfI/AAAAAAAACgM/XbYjY-5Pwmg/s1600/DSC_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TEB27PguLfI/AAAAAAAACgM/XbYjY-5Pwmg/s320/DSC_0098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494522305540140530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TEB27muUhfI/AAAAAAAACgU/Rtl3Ws9XAEM/s1600/DSC_0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TEB27muUhfI/AAAAAAAACgU/Rtl3Ws9XAEM/s320/DSC_0102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494522311771194866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-8985312730543860236?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/8985312730543860236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/8985312730543860236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/07/little-longhorns.html' title='Little Longhorns'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TEB2Qxvqg4I/AAAAAAAACf0/BWrCcVOlblU/s72-c/DSC_0068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-8744097413954865508</id><published>2010-07-18T18:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T18:15:00.309-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TEB3oPdzH_I/AAAAAAAACgc/VYJySkiX9jk/s1600/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TEB3oPdzH_I/AAAAAAAACgc/VYJySkiX9jk/s320/DSC_0038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494523078621994994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole - you are 2 months old now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you up to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love being held. I love putting you on my knees and talking to you - you "talk" back to me and smile constantly. The second you see your Daddy you instantly smile. You especially love being held by Austin, who will hold and talk to you for what seems like forever. It is the sweetest thing to watch. Abby will come over and do her baby talk, repeating the same thing over and over like "hello Coley Moley" - somehow saying it with enthusiasm and absolutely no inflection at all. Sometimes you think it's funny, other times not so much. Emily is always asking to hold you, but when I'm not looking she will take away your pacifier or start bouncing you up and down not so gently - this doesn't make you very happy. For some reason, the sound of a crying baby doesn't bother her at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go to bed around 11:00 and wake up once in the middle of the night, somewhere between 2:00-4:00. Usually you will go back to bed pretty well. You prefer sleeping in your car seat, but we'll get you into your bed one of these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually the only time I can get a good nap from you is if we go in the car somewhere. The car instantly puts you to sleep for a good 3 hours. If we're at home it's hard getting you to take a nap... which makes for a fussy baby at night time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love the water! You love taking baths and recently you even got in the pool. You enjoyed watching your sisters and brother swim, although you really don't fit into your floaty yet. I held you most of the time on the steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TEOJjFCW5nI/AAAAAAAACg8/5kerlM0L01Q/s1600/100_0912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TEOJjFCW5nI/AAAAAAAACg8/5kerlM0L01Q/s320/100_0912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495387206062630514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love watching the ceiling fans in our house and a few of them have even got some laughs out of you. Who needs expensive baby toys, right? You also love to make bubbles. You have finally started sitting in your swing and bouncy seat, although it's not your favorite thing to do. I did catch you kicking your legs and cooing in enjoyment the other day so hopefully this is changing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TEJYAXY343I/AAAAAAAACgs/UCvbN0hQq80/s1600/DSC_0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TEJYAXY343I/AAAAAAAACgs/UCvbN0hQq80/s320/DSC_0120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495051258647012210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your 2 month doctor's appointment:&lt;br /&gt;you weighed 9lbs 10 oz.&lt;br /&gt;you were 20 3/4 inches long&lt;br /&gt;your head circumference was 39 cm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have finally graduated to size 1 diapers and you are outgrowing your newborn size clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very loved little boy and we thank God every day that he has blessed us with you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-8744097413954865508?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/8744097413954865508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/8744097413954865508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/07/2-months.html' title='2 months'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TEB3oPdzH_I/AAAAAAAACgc/VYJySkiX9jk/s72-c/DSC_0038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-3281186495197261664</id><published>2010-07-15T20:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T20:42:13.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Staycation #1</title><content type='html'>With the addition of Cole this year, we decided to skip a long family vacation. Instead, we're planning several short "staycations." Our first one started last weekend through Tuesday. Here are the happy kiddos at the zoo. The zoo with animals - not the zoo we call our house these days. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TD5R4ePUFSI/AAAAAAAACfM/G1zXCHXDJ_8/s1600/100_0870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TD5R4ePUFSI/AAAAAAAACfM/G1zXCHXDJ_8/s320/100_0870.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493918626070402338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 20 seconds earlier, this bird tried to build a nest out of Emily's hair. She was a good sport - our little fearless one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TD5R30Ae8UI/AAAAAAAACfE/DBOnzFoplao/s1600/100_0868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TD5R30Ae8UI/AAAAAAAACfE/DBOnzFoplao/s320/100_0868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493918614733910338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Abby striking a pose near some birds behind glass. Many of the "glass houses" had soap rubbed on them - it's a technique they use to ease animals into their new homes (they can't see the visitors as well). Of course this is clear - so these birds are veterans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TD5RPUXWASI/AAAAAAAACe8/g2OItqc2S7Q/s1600/100_0863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TD5RPUXWASI/AAAAAAAACe8/g2OItqc2S7Q/s320/100_0863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493917919045091618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a North American Cutie Pie. Don't be fooled, they can turn on you in a second. And you shouldn't give them too much sugar - it can cause unintelligible rants and fits. However, if you can find the right formula of food, attention and sleep, they make great company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TD5RO2XljCI/AAAAAAAACe0/jViNTwVkSF8/s1600/100_0862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TD5RO2XljCI/AAAAAAAACe0/jViNTwVkSF8/s320/100_0862.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493917910993046562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my kiddos love Komodo Dragons (including my husband). This is a cool exhibit. You can literally put your face 2 inches away from his (or her) face. And they have really long forked tongues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TD5ROjGSkrI/AAAAAAAACes/5IttBq0AtDk/s1600/100_0849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TD5ROjGSkrI/AAAAAAAACes/5IttBq0AtDk/s320/100_0849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493917905820226226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day #2 we headed to the rink to watch our future figure skating stars take to the ice. This is one of those high risk/reward trips. We were either going to have a blast - or it was going to be a disaster. Fortunately they all really enjoyed themselves. Whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TD5R5pgvsGI/AAAAAAAACfU/9VK5UdOAlWI/s1600/100_0873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TD5R5pgvsGI/AAAAAAAACfU/9VK5UdOAlWI/s320/100_0873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493918646276173922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so if you haven't been ice skating since the 70s or 80s (or longer), you might wonder what in the world Austin is using. This is where the people who live up north are probably having a chuckle. Yes, that's a skating walker - used to keep southern kids from falling when they "ice skate." Pretty funny looking, but quite effective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TD5TzgOYeBI/AAAAAAAACfs/DJe8CSeNW9Y/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TD5TzgOYeBI/AAAAAAAACfs/DJe8CSeNW9Y/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493920739727276050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out, Kristi Yamaguchi. (Or your job is safe, Kristi Yamaguchi.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TD5TynhofnI/AAAAAAAACfc/ZPCYxpWBXe4/s1600/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TD5TynhofnI/AAAAAAAACfc/ZPCYxpWBXe4/s320/DSC_0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493920724507197042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James and I skated also. I think we were starting to get the hang of it after about 3 hours. I didn't fall once, but had several balance checks. James was a different story. He fell right on his face once and swears he cracked a rib.... then once when he was racing Austin. This is the only time Austin fell down - because James ran into him at the finish line. I have a pretty funny picture that he'd kill me for putting on here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TD5TzEITUXI/AAAAAAAACfk/QQpnsaM0Scg/s1600/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TD5TzEITUXI/AAAAAAAACfk/QQpnsaM0Scg/s320/DSC_0013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493920732185579890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-3281186495197261664?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/3281186495197261664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/3281186495197261664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-staycation-1.html' title='Summer Staycation #1'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TD5R4ePUFSI/AAAAAAAACfM/G1zXCHXDJ_8/s72-c/100_0870.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-212611739010029386</id><published>2010-07-08T15:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T15:51:34.548-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello!</title><content type='html'>Long time no post. I am exhausted. It's been a busy couple of weeks and I haven't been able to get on the computer very much. Abby is sick once again. With strep - which for most kids involves a sore throat and antibiotics. With her it includes a fever in the 104 range, topping 105 at one point and vomiting around the clock. We got her some antibiotics yesterday but she can't hold them down. Poor thing - I hope she feels better soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week the kids had VBS and had a blast. I have a feeling this is where the germs came from. This is from their performance... Saddle Ridge Ranch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TDYw_4r1TzI/AAAAAAAACc8/h_0JyZGbwXY/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TDYw_4r1TzI/AAAAAAAACc8/h_0JyZGbwXY/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491630669731024690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TDYxARq2OjI/AAAAAAAACdE/H3VJ1XrBroE/s1600/DSC_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TDYxARq2OjI/AAAAAAAACdE/H3VJ1XrBroE/s320/DSC_0012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491630676437776946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't take many pictures during the week - but they did tons of crafts and learned some really catchy new songs that have been embedded in my brain (and theirs) ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister Katie came in on Friday from Atlanta for a short visit. We had a great time, including a shopping day on Saturday... without kids. I was in desperate need of some new clothes since I haven't lost all the baby weight yet. So we shopped, we ate, we swam, we caught up and had a great time. Here she is with her new nephew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TDY4kiCKrCI/AAAAAAAACek/6fsrBIDDvpE/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TDY4kiCKrCI/AAAAAAAACek/6fsrBIDDvpE/s320/DSC_0017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491638995887238178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a close up of my cutie - isn't he adorable? Such a sweet boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TDYxwNBYl2I/AAAAAAAACdU/Rx5zllbcIuQ/s1600/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TDYxwNBYl2I/AAAAAAAACdU/Rx5zllbcIuQ/s320/DSC_0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491631499823847266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday mom came over and we hung out. Then Katie, me and the kids headed to a local church for fireworks, fun, and food. The Robbie Seay band performed and was completely awesome. Now that I think about it, maybe this is where the germs came from. James and Cole had some bonding time at the house.... didn't think it was a good idea for his little ears to be exposed to the noise. The concert was very loud, not to mention the fireworks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TDYxwhaW3hI/AAAAAAAACdc/AJvQjOnSM7Y/s1600/DSC_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TDYxwhaW3hI/AAAAAAAACdc/AJvQjOnSM7Y/s320/DSC_0028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491631505297301010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TDYxxILkRkI/AAAAAAAACdk/sWzl7Mu6vQk/s1600/DSC_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TDYxxILkRkI/AAAAAAAACdk/sWzl7Mu6vQk/s320/DSC_0029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491631515704247874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TDYzjylkGUI/AAAAAAAACds/2vlKsHXRIsk/s1600/DSC_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TDYzjylkGUI/AAAAAAAACds/2vlKsHXRIsk/s320/DSC_0036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491633485592664386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TDYzkRGDq1I/AAAAAAAACd0/b8qFbNwCFBA/s1600/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TDYzkRGDq1I/AAAAAAAACd0/b8qFbNwCFBA/s320/DSC_0038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491633493782014802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TDYzlKLx-TI/AAAAAAAACd8/_0zxC4aVY3k/s1600/DSC_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TDYzlKLx-TI/AAAAAAAACd8/_0zxC4aVY3k/s320/DSC_0046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491633509106841906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TDY0KneV37I/AAAAAAAACeE/EiuQc3lX_lI/s1600/DSC_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TDY0KneV37I/AAAAAAAACeE/EiuQc3lX_lI/s320/DSC_0052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491634152624480178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TDY0LA_7FdI/AAAAAAAACeM/Xn2vZlEQJ1Y/s1600/DSC_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TDY0LA_7FdI/AAAAAAAACeM/Xn2vZlEQJ1Y/s320/DSC_0058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491634159476217298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily hated the fireworks this year. Last year it was Abby who covered her ears the whole time, this time Emily was begging to go home right at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday we had some friends over and spent the whole day in the pool and BBQ'd some yummy food. Then the rest of this week has been full of sickness and sleepless nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered that I haven't had a picture with me and Cole - like ever. Yikes. That's pretty bad. I'm always behind the camera so Austin took this picture of us.... not the best - think I could use some makeup. I think I have maybe worn makeup twice in the last year. Must invest in some one of these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TDY3FGFofOI/AAAAAAAACeU/U5O2hbr_VwY/s1600/100_0836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TDY3FGFofOI/AAAAAAAACeU/U5O2hbr_VwY/s320/100_0836.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491637356298009826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily and Austin have been good sports this week... here's Austin picnicing with the princesses. Poor kid, it will be nice when everyone is healthy and all the rain around here stops. He is looking forward to going to a friend's house tomorrow. I don't blame him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TDY3FsTCBWI/AAAAAAAACec/mdRhVSkSoEA/s1600/100_0839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TDY3FsTCBWI/AAAAAAAACec/mdRhVSkSoEA/s320/100_0839.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491637366554756450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-212611739010029386?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/212611739010029386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/212611739010029386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello.html' title='Hello!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TDYw_4r1TzI/AAAAAAAACc8/h_0JyZGbwXY/s72-c/DSC_0008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-7806628495016127631</id><published>2010-06-28T14:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T14:11:26.027-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TCjxVmnolMI/AAAAAAAACcQ/FrFII1KGinw/s1600/DSC_0123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TCjxVmnolMI/AAAAAAAACcQ/FrFII1KGinw/s320/DSC_0123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487901499397280962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids started with 34 students today, but ended with 33. Unfortunately brown bear had his clip moved to horrible and had to go home. While Austin was reading, white bear was put on the "not so good" level but thankfully his behavior changed and he was able to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They did add one more student to the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TCjyBz441mI/AAAAAAAACcY/eqnnL7L4blQ/s1600/DSC_0128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TCjyBz441mI/AAAAAAAACcY/eqnnL7L4blQ/s320/DSC_0128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487902258873554530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you can see it better here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TCjyCYGqz-I/AAAAAAAACcg/p1DHiJJ-ViA/s1600/DSC_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TCjyCYGqz-I/AAAAAAAACcg/p1DHiJJ-ViA/s320/DSC_0129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487902268595032034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily he was a pretty happy student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TCjyW0hQZaI/AAAAAAAACco/Mz7-wmQoVzk/s1600/DSC_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TCjyW0hQZaI/AAAAAAAACco/Mz7-wmQoVzk/s320/DSC_0142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487902619820123554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-7806628495016127631?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/7806628495016127631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/7806628495016127631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/06/playing-school.html' title='Playing School'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TCjxVmnolMI/AAAAAAAACcQ/FrFII1KGinw/s72-c/DSC_0123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-2440287993028041595</id><published>2010-06-18T21:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T21:09:14.789-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One month old</title><content type='html'>Here is Cole at one month - such a happy baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TBwBey0S_WI/AAAAAAAACbU/oqcCqq03BB0/s1600/DSC_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TBwBey0S_WI/AAAAAAAACbU/oqcCqq03BB0/s320/DSC_0097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484260074779245922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is doing wonderfully if I do say so myself. He is pretty much anti-nap during the day like his brother and sisters, although sometimes he will take a 2 hour nap in the afternoon. I remember the other kids as newborns sleeping a lot more than he does! I think he is finally starting to get some meat on his bones too.  He loves (and prefers) to be held. He typically wakes up during the night once - somewhere between 1:30 and 4:00 depending on his last feeding, then he has a hard time going back to bed so he sleeps on top of me on the upstairs couch and sometimes I can go back to sleep. Yeah, probably not a good routine to get into but it works for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole got his first cold this week. The kids did gymnastics last week and I'm pretty sure that's where Abby got her cold from. No matter how hard I tried to keep them apart, he ended up getting it. It really stinks because I don't take them very many places to avoid all the germs and he still ended up getting sick! The poor little guy was miserable, but I think he's finally starting to feel better. He really doesn't like getting his nose suctioned out! Although James finds it rewarding in a bizarre sort of way. Ah, the little things in life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here they are both feeling better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TBwA7XRPoDI/AAAAAAAACa8/sAdg05LJjtY/s1600/DSC_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TBwA7XRPoDI/AAAAAAAACa8/sAdg05LJjtY/s320/DSC_0089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484259466089046066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TBwA8ZCvzCI/AAAAAAAACbE/ZmAHbGA57zs/s1600/DSC_0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TBwA8ZCvzCI/AAAAAAAACbE/ZmAHbGA57zs/s320/DSC_0085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484259483744980002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we haven't been up to anything too terribly exciting. Just tons of swimming. Even in the rain. The kids thought it was so fun to let the rain hit them. You would have thought it was raining chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TBwIz3Zex2I/AAAAAAAACbk/tsLBt0SaKZg/s1600/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TBwIz3Zex2I/AAAAAAAACbk/tsLBt0SaKZg/s320/DSC_0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484268133367596898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had several bell peppers come in. This one went into chicken enchiladas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TBwLwFTLXWI/AAAAAAAACbs/RZtXsJTccK4/s1600/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TBwLwFTLXWI/AAAAAAAACbs/RZtXsJTccK4/s320/DSC_0013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484271366914661730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby decided to glue stick a bunch of tooth drawings downstairs one day while we were upstairs. And when I say a bunch - I mean like 12. And when I say glue stick - I mean REAL GLUE on the walls. Good thing she's cute. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TBwHuul9HWI/AAAAAAAACbc/9RoWWfztQdY/s1600/DSC_0128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TBwHuul9HWI/AAAAAAAACbc/9RoWWfztQdY/s320/DSC_0128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484266945593023842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say Abby gets more into things than any other kiddo in our house - she tied this toy to her leg and we couldn't get it off. She dragged it along with her for quite awhile. Not a happy camper, ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TBwfJn1dYvI/AAAAAAAACb8/Iwrl-9t4p2Y/s1600/100_0783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TBwfJn1dYvI/AAAAAAAACb8/Iwrl-9t4p2Y/s320/100_0783.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484292696402911986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James, Austin, and I participated in the national spelling bee. We each had our own sheet so we couldn't cheat off each other's work. We didn't get one word right, but were pretty close on a few. Yes, I am aware we are dorks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TBwei5Zr2UI/AAAAAAAACb0/YesYBdQ2jBk/s1600/100_0809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TBwei5Zr2UI/AAAAAAAACb0/YesYBdQ2jBk/s320/100_0809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484292031103359298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how exciting we are these days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I signed us up for Netflix before Cole was born and it has been awesome. Pretty much James and I watch Dexter (so good!) on the Netflix DVDs every night before Cole's last feeding, and then I watch something during the middle of the nights. You can even watch some of the shows and movies on the Wii - very cool. It saves me from watching the horrid infomercials - there are some really strange things out there being sold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am totally stoked to be going back to my first spinning class tomorrow! The last time I went to the gym was on May 1st so it's about time! The kids and I have been looking forward to that all week. We are also celebrating father's day! Actually James informed me it is Father's Day weekend, so I guess we'll be celebrating him all weekend long :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-2440287993028041595?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/2440287993028041595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/2440287993028041595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-month-old.html' title='One month old'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TBwBey0S_WI/AAAAAAAACbU/oqcCqq03BB0/s72-c/DSC_0097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-1360364374606635088</id><published>2010-06-12T17:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T17:25:49.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday smiles</title><content type='html'>Happy boy on a Saturday afternoon... he enjoyed watching the World Cup with the family today. Although the U.S. goal was a little weak in his opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TBQH969JXtI/AAAAAAAACaM/8qpu9nHiAEg/s1600/DSC_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TBQH969JXtI/AAAAAAAACaM/8qpu9nHiAEg/s320/DSC_0039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482015406795874002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TBQH9RacI0I/AAAAAAAACaE/NvXd1r6SGH4/s1600/DSC_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TBQH9RacI0I/AAAAAAAACaE/NvXd1r6SGH4/s320/DSC_0040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482015395644449602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TBQH-vnpJHI/AAAAAAAACaU/O_o8-_xJDCs/s1600/DSC_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TBQH-vnpJHI/AAAAAAAACaU/O_o8-_xJDCs/s320/DSC_0044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482015420932760690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TBQH_ZxEKRI/AAAAAAAACac/cYovp9fF1MQ/s1600/DSC_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TBQH_ZxEKRI/AAAAAAAACac/cYovp9fF1MQ/s320/DSC_0046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482015432246569234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-1360364374606635088?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/1360364374606635088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/1360364374606635088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/06/saturday-smiles.html' title='Saturday smiles'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TBQH969JXtI/AAAAAAAACaM/8qpu9nHiAEg/s72-c/DSC_0039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-3639372609284827893</id><published>2010-06-10T21:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T21:46:48.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty and the Beast</title><content type='html'>Abby's first attempt at a sleepover with Cole. It lasted about 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TBGjYv67RwI/AAAAAAAACZ8/gqG3h5l5dwI/s1600/100_0789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TBGjYv67RwI/AAAAAAAACZ8/gqG3h5l5dwI/s320/100_0789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481341867062413058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-3639372609284827893?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/3639372609284827893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/3639372609284827893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/06/beauty-and-beast.html' title='Beauty and the Beast'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/SaWK2sy802I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gkFH2yDu3Tg/S220/2008-08-17b+016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TBGjYv67RwI/AAAAAAAACZ8/gqG3h5l5dwI/s72-c/100_0789.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133270389158170281.post-197952985066420583</id><published>2010-06-06T16:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T17:16:48.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Pictures</title><content type='html'>I finally got around to changing my blog design! James helped me with the banner on top - obviously. There's no way me and my non-creative self did that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of creative - look at what Austin's 1st grade teacher made for Cole. She made him several bibs and burp clothes (and even a onesie) with his name and either Longhorn or TTU stuff on them. Super cute!! I wish I could do things like this. And plus she's an Aggie, so that must have been pure torture putting these together :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TAwLZXVZ0GI/AAAAAAAACZM/fqqiN8_bd_Q/s1600/DSC_0058b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TAwLZXVZ0GI/AAAAAAAACZM/fqqiN8_bd_Q/s320/DSC_0058b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479767376991473762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is officially summer at our house. Austin's school ended last week much to his dismay. He wanted to stay in school all summer. I don't blame him - the 2 days last week we all spent together wasn't very exciting. I think the highlight was going through the McDonald's drive-thru. We did go swimming and Grammy came over for one day. It takes forever to feed Cole and by the time we leave the house it's almost time to feed him again. I also had a minor setback in my recovery - my incision got infected. Yuck. I got some antibiotics and am starting to feel better. This week we have a few more things planned - like the library and parent's day out at gymnastics. I'm definitely looking forward to the "here and there" days James plans to take off this summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the kids out to take pictures this morning. Here are a few of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TAwLaGR9CjI/AAAAAAAACZU/tzUVgAgYIqE/s1600/DSC_0061b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TAwLaGR9CjI/AAAAAAAACZU/tzUVgAgYIqE/s320/DSC_0061b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479767389593471538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one cracks me up. Can you tell James is hiding behind the kids holding Cole up? Very sneaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TAwKu9rOxVI/AAAAAAAACZE/KoMJPjakWSk/s1600/DSC_0169b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TAwKu9rOxVI/AAAAAAAACZE/KoMJPjakWSk/s320/DSC_0169b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479766648549197138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love Abby and her faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TAwKuVzTx5I/AAAAAAAACY8/0bncoWti0YM/s1600/DSC_0071b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TAwKuVzTx5I/AAAAAAAACY8/0bncoWti0YM/s320/DSC_0071b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479766637845661586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TAwJkKcLDAI/AAAAAAAACY0/p7oL4BbmPps/s1600/DSC_0063b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TAwJkKcLDAI/AAAAAAAACY0/p7oL4BbmPps/s320/DSC_0063b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479765363485510658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TAvivUlDhyI/AAAAAAAACXc/Nr89zBFCH94/s1600/DSC_0127b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TAvivUlDhyI/AAAAAAAACXc/Nr89zBFCH94/s320/DSC_0127b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479722674232198946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TAviAvM5a5I/AAAAAAAACXU/k5RyZ2KsYbw/s1600/DSC_0142b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TAviAvM5a5I/AAAAAAAACXU/k5RyZ2KsYbw/s320/DSC_0142b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479721873924778898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TAviAGpOFzI/AAAAAAAACXM/917ulONglbw/s1600/DSC_0119b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwlY5_NFbDQ/TAviAGpOFzI/AAAAAAAACXM/917ulONglbw/s320/DSC_0119b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479721863037720370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6133270389158170281-197952985066420583?l=3kiddoslater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/197952985066420583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6133270389158170281/posts/default/197952985066420583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3kiddoslater.blogspot.com/2010/06/sunday-pictures.html' title='Sunday Pictures'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11250425794112123321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://
