<?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-3030401683105291239</id><updated>2011-07-28T17:50:42.248-07:00</updated><category term='ammon'/><category term='halloween'/><category term='ingenious'/><category term='clever'/><category term='refashioned'/><category term='awesome'/><category term='chickens'/><category term='costumes'/><category term='diapers'/><category term='genious'/><category term='sewing'/><category term='learning'/><category term='eggs'/><category term='kids'/><title type='text'>It's a Lovelly Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09921527733764979994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SyXrYp5KjYI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8frHxoJ2rk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030401683105291239.post-8940141816334947981</id><published>2010-03-05T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T17:35:56.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up a bit.</title><content type='html'>A lot has happen since I last posted, so here is some quick words and pictures to catch you up on our little family.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanksgiving in Tonto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/S3t146benoI/AAAAAAAAAN4/zU4-epPXFtk/s1600-h/familyboat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/S3t146benoI/AAAAAAAAAN4/zU4-epPXFtk/s400/familyboat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439070595597639298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out on the pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/S3t2bG8inXI/AAAAAAAAAOA/zAQ3JM1fR1w/s1600-h/thankstonto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/S3t2bG8inXI/AAAAAAAAAOA/zAQ3JM1fR1w/s400/thankstonto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439071183073090930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our Seventh Anniversary, and still madly in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/S3t-v_odvdI/AAAAAAAAAOI/mLNNsIBVDOY/s1600-h/ourday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/S3t-v_odvdI/AAAAAAAAAOI/mLNNsIBVDOY/s400/ourday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439080337980112338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elijah Turned Three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/S5FhXxl1QaI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/iLT3AY7tZCw/s1600-h/elijahthree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/S5FhXxl1QaI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/iLT3AY7tZCw/s400/elijahthree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445240485544542626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Had a Merry Little Christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/S5FiTcQ9TjI/AAAAAAAAAOY/LE7lCdwvyV4/s1600-h/christmascard2009web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/S5FiTcQ9TjI/AAAAAAAAAOY/LE7lCdwvyV4/s400/christmascard2009web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445241510611996210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily's Now One&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/S5FvbcxW5PI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Nk2M7EE4naQ/s1600-h/emmylou1web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/S5FvbcxW5PI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Nk2M7EE4naQ/s400/emmylou1web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445255941838005490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I turned 28 and we went to Disneyland and California Adventure to celebrate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/S5F5KMC5lSI/AAAAAAAAAPI/REEvwa07WZQ/s1600-h/dlandweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/S5F5KMC5lSI/AAAAAAAAAPI/REEvwa07WZQ/s400/dlandweb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445266640406680866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy held them up so they could see the parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/S5F7z2DczAI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/d5Jnsx9niPU/s1600-h/dlandweb2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/S5F7z2DczAI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/d5Jnsx9niPU/s400/dlandweb2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445269555081169922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peeking at the ride, notice the girls cute pony tails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/S5F8Ih655oI/AAAAAAAAAPg/n1yQBGcV2sI/s1600-h/dlandweb4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/S5F8Ih655oI/AAAAAAAAAPg/n1yQBGcV2sI/s400/dlandweb4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445269910453872258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Monsters inc car, notice our very own Indiana Jones riding with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/S5F797nDwBI/AAAAAAAAAPY/uIgY6BTKrYs/s1600-h/dlandweb3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/S5F797nDwBI/AAAAAAAAAPY/uIgY6BTKrYs/s400/dlandweb3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445269728371392530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is Disneyland without M-I-C-K-E-Y  M-O-U-S-E!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Had a Happy Valentine's Day (or week&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/S5FzfgRYdlI/AAAAAAAAAOo/3Yykw6W6eUE/s1600-h/elijahvalentineweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/S5FzfgRYdlI/AAAAAAAAAOo/3Yykw6W6eUE/s400/elijahvalentineweb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445260409543620178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/S5F0BjhznMI/AAAAAAAAAOw/8jfkc-_PsAY/s1600-h/addyvalentineweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/S5F0BjhznMI/AAAAAAAAAOw/8jfkc-_PsAY/s400/addyvalentineweb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445260994533366978" 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/_IyLzg7XjIwA/S5F0UAzcsSI/AAAAAAAAAO4/QoHgctDq3bU/s1600-h/emmyvalentineweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/S5F0UAzcsSI/AAAAAAAAAO4/QoHgctDq3bU/s400/emmyvalentineweb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445261311629635874" 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/_IyLzg7XjIwA/S5F0jncSKMI/AAAAAAAAAPA/XDSJT6j4V9I/s1600-h/hannahvalentineweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/S5F0jncSKMI/AAAAAAAAAPA/XDSJT6j4V9I/s400/hannahvalentineweb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445261579699497154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3030401683105291239-8940141816334947981?l=itsalovellylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8940141816334947981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/catching-up-bit.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/8940141816334947981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/8940141816334947981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/catching-up-bit.html' title='Catching up a bit.'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09921527733764979994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SyXrYp5KjYI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8frHxoJ2rk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/S3t146benoI/AAAAAAAAAN4/zU4-epPXFtk/s72-c/familyboat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030401683105291239.post-7971016279410874981</id><published>2009-11-12T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T18:08:09.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Blog Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://randomlyrichards.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Katie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt; who recently moved far away from me, has nominated me for this little blog award. And no Katie this does not make up for you moving to CO, but every little bit helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BS70onK_-pE/SviW2hpCIjI/AAAAAAAAAts/KNRhKW9GCkk/s1600-h/over_the_top_award%5B1%5D.jpg" style="color: rgb(85, 136, 170); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BS70onK_-pE/SviW2hpCIjI/AAAAAAAAAts/KNRhKW9GCkk/s400/over_the_top_award%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402233616518488626" border="0" style="border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; border-top-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-right-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-bottom-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-left-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reward is I get to answer these questions in one word (or pretty close). Let's get started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. Where is your cell phone? purse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. Your hair? clean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. Your mother? caring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. Your father? hard worker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5. Your favorite food? Many&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;6. Your dream last night? A mystery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;7. Your favorite drink? strawberry lemonade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;8. Your dream/goal? secret&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;9. What room are you in? family room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;10. Your hobby? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;scrapbooking&lt;/span&gt;, photo shopping, refashioning, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thrifting&lt;/span&gt;, crafting... oops...a little more than one word&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;11. Your fear? Loosing my hubby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;12. Where do you want to be in six years? here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;13. Where were you last night?  home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;14. Something you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;aren&lt;/span&gt;’t? rich&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;15. Muffins? YUM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;16. Wish list item? new kitchen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;17. Where did you grow up? Arizona&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;18. Last thing you did? picked Addy up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;19. What are you wearing? shoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;20. TV? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hulu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;21. Your pets? messy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;22. Your friends? awesome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;23. Your life? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lovelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;24. Your mood? content&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;25. Missing someone? &lt;a href="http://randomlyrichards.blogspot.com/"&gt;Them&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;26. Vehicle? Caravan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;27. Something you’re not wearing? jacket&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;28. Your favorite store? Ross&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;29. Your favorite color? all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;30. When was the last time you laughed? today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;31. When was the last time you cried? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;32. Your best friend? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ammon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;33. One place that you go over and over? Goodwill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;34. One person who e-mails me regularly? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Spamers(so I made this word up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;35. Favorite place to eat? Outback&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 23px; "&gt;Now I nominate... two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dedicated&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://dallanandbobbi.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(85, 136, 170); "&gt;Bobbi's Busy Book of Life&lt;/a&gt; (a private blog)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&lt;a href="http://asliceofmissypie.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Slice of Missy Pie&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/3030401683105291239-7971016279410874981?l=itsalovellylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7971016279410874981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/little-blog-award.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/7971016279410874981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/7971016279410874981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/little-blog-award.html' title='Little Blog Award'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09921527733764979994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SyXrYp5KjYI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8frHxoJ2rk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BS70onK_-pE/SviW2hpCIjI/AAAAAAAAAts/KNRhKW9GCkk/s72-c/over_the_top_award%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030401683105291239.post-6843475780602834257</id><published>2009-11-02T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T21:58:43.942-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='costumes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;It was a Lovelly Halloween this year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/Su-5i2tXCOI/AAAAAAAAAL8/AgumZq5-AAk/s1600-h/AH09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 163px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/Su-5i2tXCOI/AAAAAAAAAL8/AgumZq5-AAk/s400/AH09.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399738486692972770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Addison decided months ago she wanted to be a witch. She may just be the prettiest witch I have ever seen, but don't tell her that because she might become a bit witchy and  bite your head off. She wanted to be scary and everyone kept telling her she was a beautiful witch, which did not make her very happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/Su-5vBg1y1I/AAAAAAAAAME/kYZy7-iRuSI/s400/HH09.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399738695751682898" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Hannah decided last year she was going to be Belle next time and much to my surprise she still wanted to be Belle when Halloween time came around. She really was a beauty and even seeked out her Beast although she never found him. Now She says Elijah will be Beast next year and she will be Belle again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/Su--R-XcKgI/AAAAAAAAAMU/yDcE4h2l1W8/s400/EH09.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399743694248880642" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I tried to convince Elijah to be Superman since we already had the costume and initially he agreed. Then somewhere he came up with the idea that he was going to be Bad Spiderman. He has never seen the movie, but he does have a black Spiderman toy. Needless to say, he won. Luckily my sister had a costume, but it was a 6/7. Elijah not even three disapearred in it, but luckily I was able to temporally alter it to fit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I wasn't sure what to dress Emmy as, but when I saw this flower headband in my girls dress up stuff, I knew she just had to be a flower, so I found an old onesie and made a stem to match with some ribbon I already had.  I have to say that I picked the right costume, she made an exquisite flower and smelled so sweet too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/Su--mczjhqI/AAAAAAAAAMc/GKWL89jYsgA/s1600-h/EmH09.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/Su--mczjhqI/AAAAAAAAAMc/GKWL89jYsgA/s400/EmH09.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399744046017250978" style="cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/Su--6XC_TdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/3HvnxDXXuGc/s1600-h/EmH2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/Su--6XC_TdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/3HvnxDXXuGc/s400/EmH2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399744388068756946" style="cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Ammon I were a bit boring and didn't dress up this year. We had been sick the whole week before and weren't feeling up to it, but I am intent on finding some clever costumes for next year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3030401683105291239-6843475780602834257?l=itsalovellylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6843475780602834257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-was-lovelly-halloween-this-year.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/6843475780602834257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/6843475780602834257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-was-lovelly-halloween-this-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09921527733764979994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SyXrYp5KjYI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8frHxoJ2rk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/Su-5i2tXCOI/AAAAAAAAAL8/AgumZq5-AAk/s72-c/AH09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030401683105291239.post-4847785879192584736</id><published>2009-10-20T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T00:08:19.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Addy.</title><content type='html'>Has it really been six years? Celebrating her birthday takes me back to the moment we met. As the doctor layed her on my chest and her eyes wide opened looked up into mine and I melted. In that one moment my whole world changed and I became a mother. Her birthday marks six years of struggles, tears, laughs, smiles, and priceless moments as I have learned and continue to learn to be a mother.   Motherhood is beautiful and I love you Addison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/St5JSvO0BiI/AAAAAAAAAJk/cMrEsxtFxtA/s1600-h/Ababy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/St5JSvO0BiI/AAAAAAAAAJk/cMrEsxtFxtA/s400/Ababy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394829989901501986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Addison Nicole Lovell 10/17/2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, Addy started planning her birthday months ago. She wanted a carnival birthday party. I have no idea where she got that idea, but I decided I would do my best. So I begged, borrowed, and bargained. Addy was so excited and for less then 50 dollars, I was able to throw her a pretty cool party. We had popcorn ( the dollar store has awesome popcorn bags), pretzels (recipe to follow), and cotton candy ( dollar store variety). We had a (cup) cake walk, a horse race (I got stick ponies from the dollar store), a fishing booth, a tin can toss (food storage cans work great), a bean bag toss (borrowed), a bouncy house (borrowed), snow cone station (borrowed), face painting, and even a photo board ( dollar store foam core poster board). It was a fun-filled Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/St5PatXMfJI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/sz-7cqedzJI/s1600-h/AClown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/St5PatXMfJI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/sz-7cqedzJI/s400/AClown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394836723908508818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Addy and the home made photo board.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/St5bT3xPzmI/AAAAAAAAAK0/jaVrH7pr57U/s1600-h/Ajump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/St5bT3xPzmI/AAAAAAAAAK0/jaVrH7pr57U/s400/Ajump.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394849800582581858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bouncy house and snow cone face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/St5fjMQeYTI/AAAAAAAAALM/zxkqISYn5OM/s1600-h/AandD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/St5fjMQeYTI/AAAAAAAAALM/zxkqISYn5OM/s400/AandD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394854461826818354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute daddy daughter moment. Notice the cute ice cream cone on Ammon's cheek, he was told it was a dragon =)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/St6I1jOI2oI/AAAAAAAAALk/WcAQKCx-zx8/s1600-h/dragon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/St6I1jOI2oI/AAAAAAAAALk/WcAQKCx-zx8/s400/dragon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394899857205418626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hence this photo of Ammon acting like a dragon. And yes that is snow cone syrup all over Ammon, he is a messy vendor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Thank you for all those who came and celebrated with us. I would have posted a bunch more pictures of everyone, but blogger was giving me trouble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3030401683105291239-4847785879192584736?l=itsalovellylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4847785879192584736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-addy.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/4847785879192584736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/4847785879192584736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-addy.html' title='Happy Birthday Addy.'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09921527733764979994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SyXrYp5KjYI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8frHxoJ2rk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/St5JSvO0BiI/AAAAAAAAAJk/cMrEsxtFxtA/s72-c/Ababy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030401683105291239.post-2795331853136309439</id><published>2009-10-20T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T16:19:42.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/St5A0ECpRQI/AAAAAAAAAJE/uooSaJ8epfQ/s1600-h/Em9months.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/St5A0ECpRQI/AAAAAAAAAJE/uooSaJ8epfQ/s400/Em9months.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394820666818643202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My baby is growing so fast. I can't believe she is already 9 months. She recently got her first two teeth and learned to climb the wooden stairs. She usually only climbs a few steps before she stops, since they can't be to comfortable to crawl on. She loves to wave and say hi and claps all the time, sometimes she will even through in a yea. I feel truly blessed to have her in our lives.  She is straight from heaven and such a joy to have around. She's got all five of us wrapped around her little finger. In the words of Emmy "YEAAAA"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3030401683105291239-2795331853136309439?l=itsalovellylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2795331853136309439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-baby-is-growing-so-fast.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/2795331853136309439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/2795331853136309439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-baby-is-growing-so-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09921527733764979994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SyXrYp5KjYI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8frHxoJ2rk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/St5A0ECpRQI/AAAAAAAAAJE/uooSaJ8epfQ/s72-c/Em9months.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030401683105291239.post-9142507080403542128</id><published>2009-08-16T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T21:51:18.016-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refashioned'/><title type='text'>My first refashioning adventure!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/Soja1W7JFTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/tYjsqnoKP80/s1600-h/DSCN0980.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SojYuwwaMHI/AAAAAAAAAH0/4evOu26n2tM/s1600-h/DSCN0972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SojYuwwaMHI/AAAAAAAAAH0/4evOu26n2tM/s320/DSCN0972.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370780853512843378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So a few days ago I ran across &lt;a href="http://www.graceviolet.com/2008/05/how-to-make-pillowcase-dress.html"&gt;a tutorial&lt;/a&gt; on how to make a dress out of a pillowcase. I just had to try it, even though I haven't touched a sewing machine in like 10 years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I borrowed my Mom's sewing machine and took a quick trip to Goodwill (on Thursday, dollar day) and purchased a pillowcase for a dollar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I forgot to take a before picture, so here it is sideways, you can kind of see that it is a pillowcase. It was really easy, even though it took me 4 hours. It should have taken a lot less, but like I said, I haven't touched a sewing machine in a decade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/Soja1W7JFTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/tYjsqnoKP80/s400/DSCN0980.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370783165860877618" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the finished product. Addy wanted a ribbon, so we just tied one around it and she even wore it to church. I think it turned out pretty good for my first sewing adventure, but just don't look close up at the stitching =)! I think it is pretty cute for something that cost me a dollar and some change. I will definitely be making more of these in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am now making plans to turn one of my old skirts into a cute little sundress for Addison.  If you have any cool refashioning ideas, let me know. I think I may have to purchase my own sewing machine in the near future. I may just become a refashionista.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3030401683105291239-9142507080403542128?l=itsalovellylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/feeds/9142507080403542128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-first-refashioning-adventure.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/9142507080403542128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/9142507080403542128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-first-refashioning-adventure.html' title='My first refashioning adventure!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09921527733764979994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SyXrYp5KjYI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8frHxoJ2rk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SojYuwwaMHI/AAAAAAAAAH0/4evOu26n2tM/s72-c/DSCN0972.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030401683105291239.post-6639103406009521347</id><published>2009-08-01T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T08:19:37.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A NO POOP SIGN!</title><content type='html'>So the other day I was in the kitchen cleaning, while the kids were eating lunch. I looked out the patio doors to see something stuck on the window, I opened the door and I found the picture in the previous post. I instantly thought what the heck, who put that there and what is it? Then I began to peel it off and instantly Addison proclaimed, " NO MOM DON'T! I DON'T WANT POOP IN THE HOUSE!" It was hilarious. It still makes me laugh when I think about it.  I have no idea when she did it, but later I found one on the doggie door as well, so I guess they were meant for the dog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3030401683105291239-6639103406009521347?l=itsalovellylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6639103406009521347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-poop-sign.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/6639103406009521347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/6639103406009521347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-poop-sign.html' title='A NO POOP SIGN!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09921527733764979994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SyXrYp5KjYI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8frHxoJ2rk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030401683105291239.post-5876280408064477079</id><published>2009-07-31T09:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T09:49:44.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SnMgWsLM3TI/AAAAAAAAAHs/RqHfz7k68IM/s1600-h/DSCN0893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SnMgWsLM3TI/AAAAAAAAAHs/RqHfz7k68IM/s320/DSCN0893.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364667155315744050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I found this oh so funny artwork the other day, can you guess what it is a picture of? It has a pretty funny story behind it and I will tell you it, if you can guess what it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3030401683105291239-5876280408064477079?l=itsalovellylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5876280408064477079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/5876280408064477079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/5876280408064477079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09921527733764979994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SyXrYp5KjYI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8frHxoJ2rk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SnMgWsLM3TI/AAAAAAAAAHs/RqHfz7k68IM/s72-c/DSCN0893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030401683105291239.post-1449377558217679977</id><published>2009-07-30T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T14:48:16.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a quick update on my little army........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SnIS89L6gjI/AAAAAAAAAHk/iySdXwyxri8/s1600-h/DSCN0889.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SnIS89L6gjI/AAAAAAAAAHk/iySdXwyxri8/s1600-h/DSCN0889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SnIS89L6gjI/AAAAAAAAAHk/iySdXwyxri8/s320/DSCN0889.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364370944577667634" style="text-align: center; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Emily is growing so fast. She is all smiles. Her favorite transportation is still mommy, but she also likes to roll all around and push herself backwards quite a bit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SnIS8YXhnhI/AAAAAAAAAHc/AtXIH5Xwpvo/s1600-h/DSCN0878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SnIS8YXhnhI/AAAAAAAAAHc/AtXIH5Xwpvo/s320/DSCN0878.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364370934694256146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Elijah started potty training and is doing great. (I know what you are thinking, but that is chocolate.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SnIS8IiAqOI/AAAAAAAAAHU/orJTO8EH9mU/s1600-h/DSCN0872copy.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SnIS8IiAqOI/AAAAAAAAAHU/orJTO8EH9mU/s320/DSCN0872copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364370930443266274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hannah just celebrated her fourth birthday with daddy. (Daddy turned the ripe old age of 28!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SnIS7mdb5lI/AAAAAAAAAHM/dS9qcmCW3Ac/s1600-h/DSCN0882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SnIS7mdb5lI/AAAAAAAAAHM/dS9qcmCW3Ac/s320/DSCN0882.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364370921297274450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Addison got glasses and looks so grown up in them. We aren't sure if they are permanent, but for now she will be strutting her glasses around.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3030401683105291239-1449377558217679977?l=itsalovellylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1449377558217679977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/here-is-quick-update-on-my-little-army.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/1449377558217679977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/1449377558217679977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/here-is-quick-update-on-my-little-army.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09921527733764979994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SyXrYp5KjYI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8frHxoJ2rk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SnIS89L6gjI/AAAAAAAAAHk/iySdXwyxri8/s72-c/DSCN0889.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030401683105291239.post-9136506597115339669</id><published>2009-06-07T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T10:23:34.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Glad Game"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SiyXX-L8KwI/AAAAAAAAAHE/nMoiKizJeCs/s1600-h/jam.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I  realized I have been focusing on the negative a lot lately and decided to follow Pollyanna's principle and play  The Glad Game. I picked 5 things this past month  that I have to be glad about and here they are in no particular order.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. A healthy baby and the awesome Bumbo(Thanks Kati).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SiyMA7HfA_I/AAAAAAAAAGc/e2oir0yC_G4/s320/bumbo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344800805278909426" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Making flower clips for my little ladies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SiyS0b_qM5I/AAAAAAAAAG0/vOo1TG0I1q0/s400/Flowers.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344808287347553170" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 104px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. A new kid size picnic table made by my terrific hubby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SiyRmu3MbYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/-c1hDDT6O5Q/s320/ptable.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344806952382524802" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 274px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  A phone to keep in contact and a replacement plan (the hinge and screen don't work, which means no texting, calendar, or contact info).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SiyVPBJaUUI/AAAAAAAAAG8/TLOiCIC9orM/s320/phone.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344810943020421442" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Finding cheap strawberries and making delicious Jam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SiyXX-L8KwI/AAAAAAAAAHE/nMoiKizJeCs/s320/jam.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344813295867800322" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3030401683105291239-9136506597115339669?l=itsalovellylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/feeds/9136506597115339669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/glad-game.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/9136506597115339669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/9136506597115339669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/glad-game.html' title='&quot;The Glad Game&quot;'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09921527733764979994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SyXrYp5KjYI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8frHxoJ2rk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SiyMA7HfA_I/AAAAAAAAAGc/e2oir0yC_G4/s72-c/bumbo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030401683105291239.post-4505609013345749605</id><published>2009-05-25T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:01:01.699-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><title type='text'>Dyslexic?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/Sht7vdMd5PI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Oj0FdP__Yh4/s1600-h/hannahname.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Hannah will be four at the end of July and has never been in preschool although she will be starting pre-K this coming year. Sadly I haven't worked on teaching her much because I was in school full time taking 16 credits and then I student taught. I finished Student teaching just in time to celebrate Christmas and welcome little Emily into the world. I have really felt guilty that I haven't worked with her very much, so I sat down a couple weeks ago and showed her how to write her name, she has been writing her first letter "H" for about a year now, but I wanted her to be able to write her whole name in the right order. I just wrote her name down and she copied it on to her own paper. I thought she did pretty good, although her "N's" were backwards and her "A's" were sideways even after several attempts. I was still impressed at how well she did on her first attempt to write her name by herself. Anyways, life got busy and we didn't work on it again, but about a week later, she comes out of her church class and says mom look I wrote my name and she had (sideways A's and backwards N's and all). I was so impressed that she remembered.  So yesterday after primary, her primary teachers were telling me that they were impressed with how smart she is. They said she knows all her letters which surprised me since I haven't worked with her too much. Then this morning I was sitting down and watching Super Why with her (don't judge, you know you wanna watch cartoons too)and she knew all the super letters they found and most of their sounds. I knew she knew some, but I didn't realize how much. So I decided to see if she still remembered her name and sure enough she did. Here it is below,  sideways A's and backwards N's in all it's glory:&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/Sht7vdMd5PI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Oj0FdP__Yh4/s200/hannahname.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339997838398842098" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 57px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It may not be stellar, but for not having been in preschool and having a mommy that didn't work with her enough, she is doing pretty well. I am happy to see that my child has picked up a lot on her own and I haven't totally failed her. I just hope she isn't dyslexic =)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3030401683105291239-4505609013345749605?l=itsalovellylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4505609013345749605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/dyslexic.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/4505609013345749605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/4505609013345749605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/dyslexic.html' title='Dyslexic?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09921527733764979994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SyXrYp5KjYI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8frHxoJ2rk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/Sht7vdMd5PI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Oj0FdP__Yh4/s72-c/hannahname.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030401683105291239.post-8709874822518189683</id><published>2009-05-19T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T13:27:05.031-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ammon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='genious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diapers'/><title type='text'>Comforts vs. Pampers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W44s_iLkqC4/ShMT9vKUG6I/AAAAAAAAAEI/grv3Isu9Eug/s1600-h/0519091048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W44s_iLkqC4/ShMT9vKUG6I/AAAAAAAAAEI/grv3Isu9Eug/s320/0519091048.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337631934716844962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay I feel stupid posting about diapers, of all things, but I change a lot of diapers (I know, I know, not as much as you Amy, blah blah blah).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. recently we discovered that Kroger has introduced a new brand of diapers called Comforts for Baby. Stupid name, decent branding, but the diapers are awesome! They don't have the plastic feel of the cheap ones, but they cost almost half of what the Pampers cost, and they are almost as good. We have tried Huggies, White Cloud, and various cheap diapers, but they never measured up. So if you shop at Fry's and like Pampers, try them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3030401683105291239-8709874822518189683?l=itsalovellylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8709874822518189683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/comforts-vs-pampers.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/8709874822518189683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/8709874822518189683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/comforts-vs-pampers.html' title='Comforts vs. Pampers'/><author><name>Ammon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557638088503966548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W44s_iLkqC4/SsVDQuoMzlI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9K7LrqO5_bE/S220/ammonsillyface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W44s_iLkqC4/ShMT9vKUG6I/AAAAAAAAAEI/grv3Isu9Eug/s72-c/0519091048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030401683105291239.post-7155645631728464256</id><published>2009-05-18T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T11:16:27.994-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eggs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ingenious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chickens'/><title type='text'>For my first post I have . . .  chickens!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W44s_iLkqC4/ShGghH2jqZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/DL-TuJh7czw/s1600-h/0511091003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W44s_iLkqC4/ShGghH2jqZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/DL-TuJh7czw/s320/0511091003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337223524314753426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks to the Chicken Whisperer (my brother-in-law Ryan), we now are the proud owners of 6 chickens. We have 5 Americaunas who will lay green eggs when they're big enough to squeeze 'em out, and one little tiny frizzy or whatever she is, cute as a button. Mesa city code says that on an acre or less we can have up to 10 chickens, as long as the coop is so many feet away from other houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the plan is to add 4 or 5 more Barred Rocks (they'll lay brown eggs) to the brood so we can be fight the man and be corporate-egg-independent . . . Nah, I'm too lazy for that, I'm really just doing it for fun. So any of ya'll who'll want eggs, just holler, we'll sell them for the low, low price of $20.00/dozen. Primo grade AAAAA eggs ya dig?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any takers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and in two or so years we get to eat 'em. And then start all over again. Yummy. What could be more fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. To add to the experience, I visited the Mesa Feed Barn, which I thought was defunct, and it's weird because it's a farmy-oasis-thing in the middle of downtown Mesa. And for anyone who cares they sell chick crumbles for $0.40 per pound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovell—out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3030401683105291239-7155645631728464256?l=itsalovellylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7155645631728464256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/for-my-first-post-i-have-chickens.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/7155645631728464256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/7155645631728464256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/for-my-first-post-i-have-chickens.html' title='For my first post I have . . .  chickens!'/><author><name>Ammon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06557638088503966548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W44s_iLkqC4/SsVDQuoMzlI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9K7LrqO5_bE/S220/ammonsillyface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W44s_iLkqC4/ShGghH2jqZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/DL-TuJh7czw/s72-c/0511091003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030401683105291239.post-4525489226981625895</id><published>2009-05-06T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:41:17.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jammin' with Ammon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SgJgYxjsXxI/AAAAAAAAAF0/9MpfbKnon-8/s1600-h/jam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SgJgYxjsXxI/AAAAAAAAAF0/9MpfbKnon-8/s320/jam.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332930887496261394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Thanks to my awesome friend Katie, I learned about &lt;a href="http://www.bountifulbaskets.org/"&gt;Bountiful Baskets&lt;/a&gt;. When ordering my basket, I noticed they had a case of blackberries for only $12.00. So I decided there was no time like the present to attempt my first jam session. I was a little nervous making jam with all my munchkins, so I waited until night when Ammon and I could tag team. Let me tell you, it rocked. I loved making goodies with Ammon. It is way more fun to do it it together. We even decided to buy a water bath, so we can start making our own jam. It is perfectly spreadable and taste terrific. I am so grateful for a husband who likes to rock the kitchen with me and last night we had an awesome Jam session. Ammon, you are the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SgJf6XX1NsI/AAAAAAAAAFs/d43EhSyi4fc/s1600-h/jambread.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SgJf6XX1NsI/AAAAAAAAAFs/d43EhSyi4fc/s1600-h/jambread.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3030401683105291239-4525489226981625895?l=itsalovellylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4525489226981625895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/jammin-with-ammon.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/4525489226981625895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/4525489226981625895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/jammin-with-ammon.html' title='Jammin&apos; with Ammon!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09921527733764979994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SyXrYp5KjYI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8frHxoJ2rk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SgJgYxjsXxI/AAAAAAAAAF0/9MpfbKnon-8/s72-c/jam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030401683105291239.post-2924759611971870641</id><published>2009-05-06T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T20:57:42.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kid grown carrots!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SgJXc_eXELI/AAAAAAAAAFU/funbhCxT-gc/s1600-h/carrots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SgJXc_eXELI/AAAAAAAAAFU/funbhCxT-gc/s320/carrots.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332921064346816690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So anyways a while back, we decided to plant a garden. We didn't do any research, we just planted everything according to the package. It was such a fun family project and we all planted together. The kids even ended up dumping extra seeds all over, but we really had a good time so it was all good. Needless to say not much started growing, and everything that started growing didn't survive long. Then one day we noticed some little plants growing, we looked it up and found out they were carrots. They weren't where we planted them, but where they had been ever so nicely dumped. So it turns out our kids our better gardeners then we are, at least they got something to grow. We did some research and decided to give it another shot. Who knows, but we hope to have a whole bunch of good looking carrots in a couple months.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3030401683105291239-2924759611971870641?l=itsalovellylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2924759611971870641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/kid-grown-carrots.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/2924759611971870641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/2924759611971870641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/kid-grown-carrots.html' title='Kid grown carrots!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09921527733764979994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SyXrYp5KjYI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8frHxoJ2rk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SgJXc_eXELI/AAAAAAAAAFU/funbhCxT-gc/s72-c/carrots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030401683105291239.post-7663283091359162029</id><published>2009-04-21T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T09:20:54.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surrounded by Sisters!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/Se3rxEHb84I/AAAAAAAAAC0/Z2_FFvANcHM/s1600-h/kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/Se3rdeJ2uGI/AAAAAAAAACk/xdldQod8bPU/s1600-h/poorboy.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 210px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/Se3rdeJ2uGI/AAAAAAAAACk/xdldQod8bPU/s400/poorboy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327172825792297058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;n our family girls out number&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; 2 to 1. Sometimes you can't help but feel bad for our poor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; always surrounded by&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; three sisters. I can't help but think being around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; sisters is rubbing off on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;, but for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; it might be a good thing. Underneath &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;sweet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;appearance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; is all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;. This kid throws, climbs, kicks, fights, and all in all is not very gentle. I can't help, but wonder if being in a family of girls softens &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; just a little. Maybe having lots of sisters will teach &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; to be a little gentler and prepare&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; for when&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; is older and dating girls. Regardless &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; is stuck with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; sisters, so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; better get use to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Although, I have to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; is pretty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;chill &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;about it most the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/Se3rnis7VcI/AAAAAAAAACs/RE0c62qeYGQ/s320/Relax.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327172998811833794" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Besides, being the only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; can have i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;t's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; perks too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/Se3rxEHb84I/AAAAAAAAAC0/Z2_FFvANcHM/s320/kiss.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327173162400215938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3030401683105291239-7663283091359162029?l=itsalovellylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7663283091359162029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/surrounded-by-sisters.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/7663283091359162029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/7663283091359162029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/surrounded-by-sisters.html' title='Surrounded by Sisters!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09921527733764979994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SyXrYp5KjYI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8frHxoJ2rk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/Se3rdeJ2uGI/AAAAAAAAACk/xdldQod8bPU/s72-c/poorboy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030401683105291239.post-8403635678561925752</id><published>2009-04-20T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T12:03:51.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A style that makes you smile!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SezGGJ4rKgI/AAAAAAAAACc/cRodqwW2Zk8/s1600-h/HannahStyle%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/Sey2B-O2X6I/AAAAAAAAACM/Ulv_cVmGb3w/s1600-h/style.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/Sey2B-O2X6I/AAAAAAAAACM/Ulv_cVmGb3w/s320/style.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326832604273860514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I usually help my girls pick out their clothes for the next day when putting them to bed. Occasionally this doesn't happen, mostly on the weekends. As seen in the picture above. When it comes to dressing themselves, there are a few things that they haven't quite grasped yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Brown&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Brown&lt;/span&gt; don't always match.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Long sleeves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; don't go well with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;shorts&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just because two things have &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;flowers&lt;/span&gt;, it doesn't mean they match.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways, so last night we forgot to lay out clothes. This morning I was busy getting Addy ready for school, and when Hannah came out dressed later, this is what I found,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SezDVa_HoxI/AAAAAAAAACU/Ci_0cQTh3T4/s320/HannahStyle.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326847232061186834" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I thought it was so cute, so we decided to go with it. This is totally Hannah. She is totally into her own style. So here she is later after I fixed her hair and she added a few finishing touches to her outfit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SezGGJ4rKgI/AAAAAAAAACc/cRodqwW2Zk8/s320/HannahStyle%2B.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326850268307597826" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&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/3030401683105291239-8403635678561925752?l=itsalovellylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8403635678561925752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/style-that-makes-you-smile.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/8403635678561925752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/8403635678561925752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/style-that-makes-you-smile.html' title='A style that makes you smile!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09921527733764979994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SyXrYp5KjYI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8frHxoJ2rk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/Sey2B-O2X6I/AAAAAAAAACM/Ulv_cVmGb3w/s72-c/style.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030401683105291239.post-4776579043232853298</id><published>2009-04-20T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T10:39:38.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessing Baby Emmy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/Seyxd-yFU7I/AAAAAAAAAB8/_ykBA3y6pEQ/s1600-h/Emmy-Blessing1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SeyueRvsGCI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_VmL9e9dKBk/s1600-h/Emmy-Blessing-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SeyueRvsGCI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_VmL9e9dKBk/s320/Emmy-Blessing-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326824294455187490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SeyuTBF5diI/AAAAAAAAABs/IABZhQTlIQE/s1600-h/Emmy-Blessing2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Our sweet Emily Ann on her blessing day. She looked so beautiful on her blessing day. She wore a beautiful dress made by my friend's mom. Her dress even had a beautiful embroidered E. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SeyuTBF5diI/AAAAAAAAABs/IABZhQTlIQE/s320/Emmy-Blessing2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326824101006374434" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We feel so BLESSED to have our beautiful Emmy in our lives. She has brought such a wonderful spirit into our home. I know she is where she is meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/Seyxd-yFU7I/AAAAAAAAAB8/_ykBA3y6pEQ/s320/Emmy-Blessing1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326827587899839410" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 48px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SeyueRvsGCI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_VmL9e9dKBk/s1600-h/Emmy-Blessing-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SeyueRvsGCI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_VmL9e9dKBk/s1600-h/Emmy-Blessing-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; "&gt;Thanks to all who shared this special day with us, we are grateful for your love and support. Emmy is a lucky girl to have so much love around her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/3030401683105291239-4776579043232853298?l=itsalovellylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4776579043232853298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/blessing-baby-emmy.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/4776579043232853298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/4776579043232853298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/blessing-baby-emmy.html' title='Blessing Baby Emmy'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09921527733764979994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SyXrYp5KjYI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8frHxoJ2rk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SeyueRvsGCI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_VmL9e9dKBk/s72-c/Emmy-Blessing-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030401683105291239.post-2036881696154640089</id><published>2009-04-19T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T19:31:42.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.deanfan4ever.com/natalie.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Since my daughter was very young, we have had many people say she looked like Natalie Wood. At the time we had no idea who Natalie Wood was by name, because she was an actor before our time. We soon found out that she was a very famous actress of her time before her early death. She starred in many well know movies, such as Miracle on 34th street and West Side Story. So we looked up pictures of her and were shocked to see that she did resemble her. Then one day I was looking through pictures of Natalie Wood's early years, when I stumbled upon this particular picture (below) of her and it blew me away. My daughter really is a Natalie Wood look alike, at least in this particular picture. I just had to get a picture of the uncanny resemblance. Anyways, check it out below.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SevcZmoRjxI/AAAAAAAAABc/djXCmQgXcDo/s1600-h/Nataliewoods.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SevcZmoRjxI/AAAAAAAAABc/djXCmQgXcDo/s320/Nataliewoods.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326593316720054034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The funny thing is that she loves to watch West Side Story,it is one of her favorites. She loves when we tell her she looks like Maria. Anyways, if this is any indication of what she will look like when she grows up, then she may look something like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://images-cdn01.associatedcontent.com/image/A1203/120370/300_120370.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 376px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.deanfan4ever.com/natalie.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 354px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3030401683105291239-2036881696154640089?l=itsalovellylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2036881696154640089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/since-my-daughter-was-very-young-we.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/2036881696154640089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/2036881696154640089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/since-my-daughter-was-very-young-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09921527733764979994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SyXrYp5KjYI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8frHxoJ2rk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SevcZmoRjxI/AAAAAAAAABc/djXCmQgXcDo/s72-c/Nataliewoods.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3030401683105291239.post-7067679893337713314</id><published>2009-04-15T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T22:00:36.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BETTER LATE THAN NEVER!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;So I finally decided to join the world of bloggers.  Here is my life since high school graduation in an eggshell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;({::college::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;marriage::kids::college::house::degree::baby::}) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;So now from here I begin my journey as a blogger. I won't blog everyday day and I don't promise to do it every week, but when I have a quiet moment or a need to express myself, my blog will be right here waiting for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3030401683105291239-7067679893337713314?l=itsalovellylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7067679893337713314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/better-late-than-never.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/7067679893337713314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3030401683105291239/posts/default/7067679893337713314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsalovellylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/better-late-than-never.html' title='BETTER LATE THAN NEVER!!!!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09921527733764979994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyLzg7XjIwA/SyXrYp5KjYI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S8frHxoJ2rk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
