<?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-5675455322793243128</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:33:42.826-08:00</updated><category term='flight'/><category term='florida'/><category term='virginia'/><category term='airplane'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='NCLEX'/><category term='maryland'/><category term='kids'/><title type='text'>Asays</title><subtitle type='html'>Are Awesome.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cole and Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862565511703085666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675455322793243128.post-261531405347041223</id><published>2011-07-18T08:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T08:40:52.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pomp and Circumstance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I failed to mention in my previous post, a VERY important event that I was privileged to witness. On the way to Tennessee, we took a detour down to Florida to see my brother Tyler graduate from High School. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyler, pictured below, is a goof ball to the extreme. He has ADHD and I LOVE IT! That kid is constantly cracking me up and has the most random sense of humor. I didn't have the opportunity to grow up around Tyler (we have different dads). The only time I got to see him was on the once a year trip to my Mom's house for a visit. So it is only natural that his growing-up seemed impossible to me. Earlier this year I found myself thinking "Whoa, Tyler is graduating! He is too young to go to college. He isn't ready to take on the world! My little brother can't handle being a grown-up!" Then I snapped to reality. He is 18. He is no longer my "little" brother, but a man. He will always be the goofy, crazy, nerd that I love. I am so proud of him for graduating and starting his "real" life now. His grown-up life...because sadly, that's what he is now, a grown-up. Right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CZrVSrW2k4w/TiRRuuZit0I/AAAAAAAAAX4/2cRI3IQkjsg/s1600/12966_229046714250_563644250_4333976_6418905_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CZrVSrW2k4w/TiRRuuZit0I/AAAAAAAAAX4/2cRI3IQkjsg/s320/12966_229046714250_563644250_4333976_6418905_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630715297290958658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DjTs75t-ldA/TiRRpYMpvYI/AAAAAAAAAXw/EiHTcHF4jc4/s1600/255531_10150319447734251_563644250_9932082_3184267_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DjTs75t-ldA/TiRRpYMpvYI/AAAAAAAAAXw/EiHTcHF4jc4/s320/255531_10150319447734251_563644250_9932082_3184267_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630715205431967106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5675455322793243128-261531405347041223?l=caasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/feeds/261531405347041223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2011/07/pomp-and-circumstance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/261531405347041223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/261531405347041223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2011/07/pomp-and-circumstance.html' title='Pomp and Circumstance'/><author><name>Cole and Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862565511703085666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CZrVSrW2k4w/TiRRuuZit0I/AAAAAAAAAX4/2cRI3IQkjsg/s72-c/12966_229046714250_563644250_4333976_6418905_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675455322793243128.post-2223579231030350046</id><published>2011-07-15T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T22:52:08.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I really suck.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, so I am terrible at this. Obviously. I have never been goo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;d at writing in a journal or diary, so why did I think I could do this? I am on the computer a lot. Not JUST Facebooking and messing around. I take online classes, print of coupons, do research, order things, watch Netflix etc. Why don't I just take some time and blog? I'm lazy. There I said it. L A Z Y. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Give me a break, okay. I have people and a dog to take care of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyways, We obviously move to Tennessee. How do we like it? So far, so good. However, there are some things I would like to complain about. Such as: the heat, the bugs, the spiders, the humidity, the traffic, the spiders, my neighbors dog, the mail man comes at 6pm, the spiders, Cole works nights only, did I mention the spiders? I think that is it. I am sure I will find something else to complain about, just give me some time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I do like the house Cole found for us to live in. It was build in 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;943 and has hardwood floors and lead paint. We have a fenced yard, which is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-raNYLAO8fTo/TiEhQ5UnzmI/AAAAAAAAAXU/xHl0PUVJwks/s320/258208_10150195395757000_512536999_7381206_2964040_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629817583338770018" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; just lovely. The dog and children can run free with out the threat of escaping into the street. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What else is new? I started couponing. Not like the extreme ladies on TLC, but only because I don't have the time to dedicate to it. I do, however, get some smoking deals. This pic is from my first trip and I saved almost $90 bucks! All of the things I get for mere change that my family doesnt use, i.e. the pull-ups and extra tooth brushes, are going into a collection box for the local homeless shelter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-duQ1589ZvVw/TiEhL7qJWxI/AAAAAAAAAXM/6CoECv2d02w/s320/259068_10150204487782000_512536999_7469821_2496247_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629817498066574098" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Being in Tennessee is also great because I am closer to my side of the family. My dad is only 6 hours away in North Carolaaaaanuh. We recently paid him a visit on Fathers Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K1eFAuNE2xI/TiEhDb9l_gI/AAAAAAAAAXE/8aQBt4Bf0fs/s320/218357_10150185813377000_512536999_7310915_5049961_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629817352119254530" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Part of the appeal of visiting my dad, aside from my dad being there, is what is in his backyard--a LAKE!! Now when I say "backyard" I mean that quite literally. He even has a private little beach area with sand and good ol Carolina red clay. We had such a great time swimming and are looking forward to going back...you know, to see my dad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1kJFV8J8UVY/TiEg-MNeB2I/AAAAAAAAAW8/wGRCeo8Fq9A/s320/265341_10150212378312000_512536999_7549627_7737617_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629817261991528290" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R9Rn-ZkjuqM/TiEg5e2YLFI/AAAAAAAAAW0/Z2MgmzpvF08/s320/256095_10150210784992000_512536999_7530028_5045176_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629817181095603282" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In other news...Cole's little sister, Maggie, got married this past weekend in Denver. We had the opportunity to attend the festivities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NlKn6jGgQFw/TiEkl5BAcoI/AAAAAAAAAXc/SuM-QLhger0/s320/Asays.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629821242568635010" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To me, one of the BEST parts of the weekend was spending some much needed time with my best friend, Ayzlynn. She is seriously the greatest. We text/call each other every day, but you can't beat good ol' face time. It was wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lt3WWNd51Qc/TiEgvOkXlAI/AAAAAAAAAWs/RMocrwH1038/s1600/264284_10150232124522000_512536999_7712171_6741594_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lt3WWNd51Qc/TiEgvOkXlAI/AAAAAAAAAWs/RMocrwH1038/s320/264284_10150232124522000_512536999_7712171_6741594_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629817004926407682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we flew to Denver, which took about 4 hours total travel time. On the way home, we drove the new van we scored from a newly retired Radiologist. The drive took us a total of 20 hours travel time. Ask me which one I prefer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids actually did a great job. The first half of the trip was at night so the kids, and myself, slept. Once the sun came up, it was my turn to drive, at which point the dvd player went on as did my audio book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TFiBVuLpSa4/TiEgoo5SZLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/usRiMC5O988/s1600/266827_10150233017712000_512536999_7725539_590629_o.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TFiBVuLpSa4/TiEgoo5SZLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/usRiMC5O988/s320/266827_10150233017712000_512536999_7725539_590629_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629816891734385842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All-in-all, things are pretty good for the Asays. Now let's hope I can keep up with this blog and continue to entertain you with my wit and literary personality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YAAmPNTKjnc/TiEgfptd4BI/AAAAAAAAAWc/5oWLeJkoHwk/s1600/267094_10150227081667000_512536999_7655132_4519066_o.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YAAmPNTKjnc/TiEgfptd4BI/AAAAAAAAAWc/5oWLeJkoHwk/s320/267094_10150227081667000_512536999_7655132_4519066_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629816737334419474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5675455322793243128-2223579231030350046?l=caasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/feeds/2223579231030350046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-really-suck.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/2223579231030350046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/2223579231030350046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-really-suck.html' title='I really suck.'/><author><name>Cole and Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862565511703085666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-raNYLAO8fTo/TiEhQ5UnzmI/AAAAAAAAAXU/xHl0PUVJwks/s72-c/258208_10150195395757000_512536999_7381206_2964040_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675455322793243128.post-4668595285565571446</id><published>2011-05-11T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:41:41.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Major Catch Up</title><content type='html'>Okay, so once again I have failed at updating my blog regularly. Sue me. I am a busy person with little persons to take care of. I am really wanting to try to keep up on this, especially since we are getting ready to move to Nashville. Thats right, the time has come. &lt;div&gt;Since it has been a while since I have entertained you with my wit and happenings, here is what has been going on the last few months:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Hannah sang in the Stars of Tomorrow competition and did an AMAZING job. She sang Landslide by Stevie Nicks, and was nothing short of totally awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Lilli turned 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Lucas snapped his glasses in half. (don't worry, they're fixed now)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I have been working on my BFA degree, slowly, very very slowly, but still working on it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Cole came to visit in March, and April. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I got an iPad and Lilli can work it better than any adult in the house, including me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Glen, Cole's oldest brother, got married. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I made an awesome cake for the event above. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-My husband spoiled me and bought me a new wedding ring. It is gorgeous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In more recent news, I became an Auntie to the first Hooper baby!! His name is Carter Wayne and I am totally in love with him. He is so tiny (only 6lbs) and so perfect. It makes me a little sad that I have to leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, Cole finished his BSN!! Not only does he now have a bachelors degree, BUT he graduated with honors and was on the Deans List every semester. Am I proud of him? YES!!! I know he worked his buns off to do well and with how chaotic our life can be, I think its saying something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, this past Saturday, Lila and I jogwalked a 5k for breast cancer. It was not a planned thing, I just saw a poster for it at the grocery store and sent Lila a text. It went something like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Hey, would you be interested in a 5k on Sat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lila: Watching one? Sure :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn't she hilarious?! It didn't take much convincing, and she was game. SO we did it. We walked at a brisk pace and jogged off and on. Overall it was a great time to visit and get some exercise. After the 3.2 miles were complete, I felt GREAT! I think that I am going to make it a regular thing? Maybe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, thats all for now. I have a longer post I would like to do, but I have a 2 year old who is trying to sneakily steal my iPad and watch Netflix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5675455322793243128-4668595285565571446?l=caasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/feeds/4668595285565571446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2011/05/major-catch-up.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/4668595285565571446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/4668595285565571446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2011/05/major-catch-up.html' title='Major Catch Up'/><author><name>Cole and Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862565511703085666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675455322793243128.post-8433940935446814850</id><published>2011-03-16T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T10:29:08.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucas Bieber</title><content type='html'>So I put this song on and Lucas started getting down with some sweet moves. I immediately got the camera and restarted the song. I freaking love my kids. &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-390c6640abe2fd82" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D390c6640abe2fd82%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331848335%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D30B2DEEDA37ECBF64BBC722D8B53787A883296B.39FC586F5C1085AE393411A45EF9470054E1E4DE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D390c6640abe2fd82%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5Ls9VXjs_uzqgB0vegLDWFUuyJI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D390c6640abe2fd82%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331848335%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D30B2DEEDA37ECBF64BBC722D8B53787A883296B.39FC586F5C1085AE393411A45EF9470054E1E4DE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D390c6640abe2fd82%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5Ls9VXjs_uzqgB0vegLDWFUuyJI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I promise I will sit down and write some stuff later. I know there are SO MANY people who want to hear what I have to say. I have been busy, okay.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5675455322793243128-8433940935446814850?l=caasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/feeds/8433940935446814850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2011/03/lucas-bieber.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/8433940935446814850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/8433940935446814850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2011/03/lucas-bieber.html' title='Lucas Bieber'/><author><name>Cole and Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862565511703085666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675455322793243128.post-6821390828175980533</id><published>2011-03-04T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T17:34:11.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am too lazy right now to write my regular length of a post. I am not feeling well, again, and I want to get back to watching mindless internet videos while I wallow in my sick self-pity. So, that said, here are just a few tidbits. &lt;div&gt;Lucas said today that he wants to draw a picture of himself as a superhero, take it to Walmart, and there have them make it into an action figure to be sold. He then informed us we could purchase 10 each and they do a lot of things like fly, fight with swords, and watch cartoons with you. Another cute little thing he said was "Heavenly Father put a crazy bone in me, that's why I'm so silly." What a clever kid. He is still on his fruit salad kick too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and this is the face Lilli has been making EVERY time she goes pee. &lt;/div&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/-pnd-OyREFDs/TXGSxCx0EKI/AAAAAAAAAV0/ajlLAGAQpgE/s320/IMG00521-20110224-1233.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580402784545804450" /&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/5675455322793243128-6821390828175980533?l=caasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/feeds/6821390828175980533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2011/03/few-things.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/6821390828175980533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/6821390828175980533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2011/03/few-things.html' title='A Few Things'/><author><name>Cole and Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862565511703085666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pnd-OyREFDs/TXGSxCx0EKI/AAAAAAAAAV0/ajlLAGAQpgE/s72-c/IMG00521-20110224-1233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675455322793243128.post-5840791230721131596</id><published>2011-03-01T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T12:33:57.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Fun Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Soooo guess what we did on Saturday? That's right--Sledding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ta3BzEEZEJA/TW1XLJhk7iI/AAAAAAAAAVs/FMWaSAXusoc/s1600/DSCN0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ta3BzEEZEJA/TW1XLJhk7iI/AAAAAAAAAVs/FMWaSAXusoc/s320/DSCN0056.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579211362428841506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zLVVWbj2KM4/TW1XBt3WFFI/AAAAAAAAAVk/awaFjI7TgyA/s1600/DSCN0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zLVVWbj2KM4/TW1XBt3WFFI/AAAAAAAAAVk/awaFjI7TgyA/s320/DSCN0057.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579211200385127506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hzmw4jiwwZs/TW1W6ScqPgI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ljSB4LL9QJk/s1600/DSCN0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hzmw4jiwwZs/TW1W6ScqPgI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ljSB4LL9QJk/s320/DSCN0058.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579211072766361090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-htn6rFMOZ5s/TW1WtCCCv8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/MneIdkQ3g3o/s1600/DSCN0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-htn6rFMOZ5s/TW1WtCCCv8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/MneIdkQ3g3o/s320/DSCN0060.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579210845021454274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1GQ4njDlmew/TW1WQFDD6BI/AAAAAAAAAVM/XjLswW_e_Ps/s1600/DSCN0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1GQ4njDlmew/TW1WQFDD6BI/AAAAAAAAAVM/XjLswW_e_Ps/s320/DSCN0061.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579210347614824466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--L4Yya1TalY/TW1WFlewAPI/AAAAAAAAAVE/HbW_eVV__uA/s1600/DSCN0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--L4Yya1TalY/TW1WFlewAPI/AAAAAAAAAVE/HbW_eVV__uA/s320/DSCN0062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579210167342334194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KkOvisV2zWw/TW1V56gWuAI/AAAAAAAAAU8/vnmQDWMABMA/s1600/DSCN0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KkOvisV2zWw/TW1V56gWuAI/AAAAAAAAAU8/vnmQDWMABMA/s320/DSCN0064.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579209966827780098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1puJDO8DdUc/TW1VyH-ZAiI/AAAAAAAAAU0/YH0haKIX5G0/s1600/IMG00527-20110226-1345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1puJDO8DdUc/TW1VyH-ZAiI/AAAAAAAAAU0/YH0haKIX5G0/s320/IMG00527-20110226-1345.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579209833004466722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lucas and Hannah loved it! The wind started to kick up and it was only 11 degrees outside, so we called it quits on the sledding venture. The kids were still wanting to do something fun so we found our way over to Cody and hit up the Dairy Queen drive-thru. It's never too cold for an ice cream cone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5675455322793243128-5840791230721131596?l=caasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/feeds/5840791230721131596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2011/03/family-fun-times.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/5840791230721131596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/5840791230721131596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2011/03/family-fun-times.html' title='Family Fun Times'/><author><name>Cole and Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862565511703085666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ta3BzEEZEJA/TW1XLJhk7iI/AAAAAAAAAVs/FMWaSAXusoc/s72-c/DSCN0056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675455322793243128.post-6606287284009023109</id><published>2011-02-26T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T09:37:36.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering Kevin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9wyGbgKuna8/TWk6WIJzoaI/AAAAAAAAAUs/XhJJZGroCcQ/s1600/Uncle%2BKev.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9wyGbgKuna8/TWk6WIJzoaI/AAAAAAAAAUs/XhJJZGroCcQ/s320/Uncle%2BKev.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578053765295219106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years ago today, my Uncle Kevin committed suicide. He struggled with drug addiction for many years and was trying to find the help he needed to get better. After weeks of calling rehabilitation centers, and finding no room for him, he decided he couldn't get help. Kevin felt he was a burden and a disappointment to his family, and took his own life. There was nothing in his system at his time of death, except sadness. I wish so much I could have told him how much he was loved and cared for. &lt;div&gt;If someone close to you is struggling with addiction, tell them you love them and get them help. Don't be afraid to make them mad or offend them. It is much better to have the ones you love angry with you, then gone forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We miss you Kevin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5675455322793243128-6606287284009023109?l=caasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/feeds/6606287284009023109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2011/02/remembering-kevin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/6606287284009023109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/6606287284009023109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2011/02/remembering-kevin.html' title='Remembering Kevin'/><author><name>Cole and Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862565511703085666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9wyGbgKuna8/TWk6WIJzoaI/AAAAAAAAAUs/XhJJZGroCcQ/s72-c/Uncle%2BKev.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675455322793243128.post-1201791534817212501</id><published>2011-02-24T12:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T12:45:51.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming, swimming, in a swimming pool.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I decided to take the kids swimming at the new aquatic center here in Powell. When Hannah got home from school, I said "Hey guys, how about we go swimming?!" They were very excited and Lucas said "Awesome, we get to stay at a hotel!" Apparently we have been living in winter towns too much. My kids think if we're going swimming, we are staying at a hotel in another town. I explained to them that we were going to a pool in town, and they were still just as elated. I grabbed my camera and took a few snapshots...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7buXAsxBUIc/TWbBG4JqAXI/AAAAAAAAAUk/UVhPfDy7A-c/s1600/DSCN0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7buXAsxBUIc/TWbBG4JqAXI/AAAAAAAAAUk/UVhPfDy7A-c/s320/DSCN0040.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577357512441201010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hannah always has to pose!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ekxZeBBdhYU/TWbAzr9BgoI/AAAAAAAAAUc/WDNzI3oq65w/s1600/DSCN0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ekxZeBBdhYU/TWbAzr9BgoI/AAAAAAAAAUc/WDNzI3oq65w/s320/DSCN0043.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577357182749475458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W72kdpI0HJc/TWbAoNPbxdI/AAAAAAAAAUU/9TjoyRmS-vs/s1600/DSCN0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W72kdpI0HJc/TWbAoNPbxdI/AAAAAAAAAUU/9TjoyRmS-vs/s320/DSCN0045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577356985526633938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lila met us there and really helped me out with the kiddos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xMnjtNoxxeg/TWbAdxnRUBI/AAAAAAAAAUM/el8jdVAf1r4/s1600/DSCN0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xMnjtNoxxeg/TWbAdxnRUBI/AAAAAAAAAUM/el8jdVAf1r4/s320/DSCN0048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577356806311727122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THEN, Jake, his girlfriend Kelsey, and her son Tristan came and we had ourselves a little pool party! (Jake came right from work so you can see the contrast from his dirty/wind burnt face and his under-clothes skin)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BEVTiFvKETg/TWbAWflHTDI/AAAAAAAAAUE/wuSNYWvJmB4/s1600/DSCN0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BEVTiFvKETg/TWbAWflHTDI/AAAAAAAAAUE/wuSNYWvJmB4/s320/DSCN0050.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577356681211759666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HvcsBrZAZU8/TWbAPdN6wWI/AAAAAAAAAT8/gFB60b0qh_Q/s1600/DSCN0046.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/-HvcsBrZAZU8/TWbAPdN6wWI/AAAAAAAAAT8/gFB60b0qh_Q/s320/DSCN0046.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577356560318513506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a way good time and I think I might just make it a weekly thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mY89eK8MXdU/TWbAFFw5w-I/AAAAAAAAAT0/H75drNMCgTI/s1600/DSCN0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mY89eK8MXdU/TWbAFFw5w-I/AAAAAAAAAT0/H75drNMCgTI/s320/DSCN0051.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577356382224106466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5675455322793243128-1201791534817212501?l=caasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/feeds/1201791534817212501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2011/02/swimming-swimming-in-swimming-pool.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/1201791534817212501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/1201791534817212501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2011/02/swimming-swimming-in-swimming-pool.html' title='Swimming, swimming, in a swimming pool.'/><author><name>Cole and Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862565511703085666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7buXAsxBUIc/TWbBG4JqAXI/AAAAAAAAAUk/UVhPfDy7A-c/s72-c/DSCN0040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675455322793243128.post-8085677396973435096</id><published>2011-02-23T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T09:04:38.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Past Few Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, I've been sick. Not sniffles and mild cough. I'm talking, hacking, fever, headache, vomiting, you name it. I thought my amazing immune system could fight off the sickness, however, it proved to be less than worthy. $180 dollars later and a large regimen of pills later, I feel somewhat normal again. I'd say I am running at about 92% now as opposed to 11%. What better way to celebrate than blogging?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, here we go. So the last few weeks have gone by like a blur. Valentines day was CRAZY hectic. I had to deliver about 14+ bouquets of Cake Pops AND help with Hannah's school party AND you know, still do all of my normal everyday mom stuff. Needless to say, I was spread a little thin. I shouldn't complain tho, I do it to myself. Anyways, Oh, Nashville was great. I had such a good time with Cole! We saw the sights, ate tasty food, and enjoyed one another's company. It was a great way to spend our 6th anniversary. I miss him so much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In little people news: Hannah has decided to do Stars of Tomorrow. In case you are unaware of what this is, it is a local talent competition put on by the Kiwanis Club. If you win the upper division classes you move on to regionals, state, etc. I competed when I was 15 and totally won. Clap clap for me! Ok, enough of that... Hannah will be competing in the K-2 division where everyone wins and gets a little medal and certificate. She is going to be singing a song of her choice which happens to be....wait for it....Landslide. You know, "I took my love and I took it down, climbed a mountain and I turned around..." This pick was all on her own and I fully support it. I will try and post a video of her practicing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been so strange not having Hannah around all day this year. However, I do get to hang out with Lucas and Lilli so I am not too bored :) Lilli has completed potty training! What a freakin relief! She was actually the easiest to train. She's to the point now where accidents are minimal and she tells me when she has to go. I wouldn't say she's 100% ready to turn lose on the world, but each day gets better and drier haha. Oh another thing, she has a new favorite toy: a cell phone. Imagine that. It is a cheesy little princess phone that makes noise, but she pretends it is real. She will hold it up and say "say cheese! Awe, looks so cute. I'm going to send it to daddy." I think maybe I take too many cell phone pictures??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vrx4AUPTQAQ/TWU5-iEw9nI/AAAAAAAAATs/LgkhqDVEszo/s1600/DSCN0028.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/-vrx4AUPTQAQ/TWU5-iEw9nI/AAAAAAAAATs/LgkhqDVEszo/s320/DSCN0028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576927460029691506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y0zsxy6HG0g/TWU53veW3gI/AAAAAAAAATk/fqVsKHz4jBs/s1600/DSCN0030.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/-y0zsxy6HG0g/TWU53veW3gI/AAAAAAAAATk/fqVsKHz4jBs/s320/DSCN0030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576927343367609858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucas is pretty much the same. He is 100% boy and 100% wild. I think that taking care of him should count for any exercise I might need. I also think he is sustaining the Crystal Light company with his daily beverage intake. That kid will never have a problem with dehydration, thats for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5KimVarN9U0/TWU5v5fRaBI/AAAAAAAAATc/N95RpcRsPCQ/s1600/DSCN0036.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/-5KimVarN9U0/TWU5v5fRaBI/AAAAAAAAATc/N95RpcRsPCQ/s320/DSCN0036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576927208616847378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today, he said "Mom, can I have a treat." This can mean ANY food product so I said "Well, go pick something out and I will tell you if you can have it." He came back in the room and said, "I made myself a special treat mom!" Nervously, I looked in the bowl he was holding and found peeled segments of a clementine orange and grapes. "See mom, I made a delicious fruit salad!" I am so happy my son considers fruit to be a delicious treat. Now if I could only get him to eat his dinner....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KtDHMpDYeAQ/TWU5m4WVFLI/AAAAAAAAATU/DVjUGc-bSdw/s1600/DSCN0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KtDHMpDYeAQ/TWU5m4WVFLI/AAAAAAAAATU/DVjUGc-bSdw/s320/DSCN0039.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576927053692081330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5675455322793243128-8085677396973435096?l=caasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/feeds/8085677396973435096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2011/02/past-few-weeks.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/8085677396973435096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/8085677396973435096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2011/02/past-few-weeks.html' title='The Past Few Weeks'/><author><name>Cole and Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862565511703085666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vrx4AUPTQAQ/TWU5-iEw9nI/AAAAAAAAATs/LgkhqDVEszo/s72-c/DSCN0028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675455322793243128.post-2445932373083663324</id><published>2011-02-02T03:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T22:39:33.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing better to do...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, here is sit, in the Charolotte, NC airport. Almost 24 hours past when I was supposed to land in Nashville. It is 4:58 am, Wyoming time. I have been awake since 3 am yesterday. Granted, I took the occasional uncomfortable snooze whilst in the air, but I am very very tired. So why not update my blog?!&lt;div&gt;So here are some things that are happening in Asay town. Or as I like to call it, AWESOME town. Sorry, cheesy tired joke. You know, because I am tired...anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things in Powell are going pretty good. It is freezing cold there, actually colder than freezing. I am reminded once again, I hate winter. With a passion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lilli has shown interest in going potty so I'm rolling with it. She has the #2 business down pat. When I get back from my trip to TN (if I ever get there), I am going to be hard core and get it done. High-five for no more diapers! Side note, she thinks that toilet time is also a time to take in a good book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TUlMMdQNQOI/AAAAAAAAATE/LG6xl3L5hYg/s1600/LB%2BToilet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TUlMMdQNQOI/AAAAAAAAATE/LG6xl3L5hYg/s320/LB%2BToilet.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569066191115075810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucas is doing well in preschool. Lucas is, well, Lucas. He gets annoyed with all of the pictures I take of them (the kids) unless I'm taking a picture of Lilli. Then it's, "Hey mom, take my picture! [click] I wanna see it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TUlMGUXhD4I/AAAAAAAAAS8/BvIp_bWLKuA/s1600/LG-Bathroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TUlMGUXhD4I/AAAAAAAAAS8/BvIp_bWLKuA/s320/LG-Bathroom.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569066085650599810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hannah is a kindergarten star. Or at least &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; think she is. They recently celebrated the 100th day of school and she had to dress like a superhero. She chose to be "Teddy Bear Girl". She had the power of flight and her teddy bear had laser eyes. So watch out Powell, there is a 5 year old girl saving lives with her bear! She needed a haircut very badly, so I made her an appointment at the salon. She insisted on keeping it long, so we added layers. Isn't she so cute?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TUlMA1zHkcI/AAAAAAAAAS0/2cZ3Df2rrIc/s1600/HannahHairCut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 179px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TUlMA1zHkcI/AAAAAAAAAS0/2cZ3Df2rrIc/s320/HannahHairCut.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569065991545524674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TUlLEcU4BUI/AAAAAAAAASs/Hw-5ZQ0-FAU/s1600/167939_187542717933525_100000333930026_524837_4718182_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 73px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TUlLEcU4BUI/AAAAAAAAASs/Hw-5ZQ0-FAU/s320/167939_187542717933525_100000333930026_524837_4718182_s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569064953915639106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Soooooo. I miss my husband. That is the whole point of going on this trip. It is going to be our 6th anniversary on Friday. Guess what? We still LIKE each other! I mean we love one another too, like, &lt;i&gt;a lot&lt;/i&gt; okay. I think it is equally important that you &lt;i&gt;like&lt;/i&gt; your spouse as well. This is a pic I sent him, one late night at the Cody Wal-Mart:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TUlK-_9EUwI/AAAAAAAAASk/DKVQvMBsmow/s1600/167383_489138151999_512536999_6492294_7977844_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TUlK-_9EUwI/AAAAAAAAASk/DKVQvMBsmow/s320/167383_489138151999_512536999_6492294_7977844_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569064860400243458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been keeping myself very busy lately. I have school work, kids, chores, errands, AND cakes. Whew. The good news is, I just took my midterms so I'm halfway thru my Economics class. This is GOOD news people. I am not a fan. However, I am enjoying the ease of my Graphics class. They wouldn't accept the credit from one of my NWC classes, so I am in a somewhat beginner class. Needless to say, my work is a little (Okay a lot) more advanced than that of my peers. This is my favorite project so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TUlIu-49FjI/AAAAAAAAASc/4GCx0BT-Y_o/s1600/Asay_iLab2b.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/_HxC359IXSoU/TUlIu-49FjI/AAAAAAAAASc/4GCx0BT-Y_o/s320/Asay_iLab2b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569062386213393970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet Ace Cakes has been BUSY! This past week, I made 3 birthday cakes for people. I have been experimenting with some other design methods to expand my portfolio. Still, no fondant. I cant convince people to order it, so I am still lacking in that department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TUlIjpJRH8I/AAAAAAAAASU/KXxT_0NuHm4/s1600/pink%2Bcake%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TUlIjpJRH8I/AAAAAAAAASU/KXxT_0NuHm4/s320/pink%2Bcake%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569062191397674946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was a cake for my brother's girlfriend's mom. She is a girly girl to the max, can you tell? I am pretty happy with how the roses turned out. Oh yeah, those are hand made. WHAAAAT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TUlIagLt76I/AAAAAAAAASM/_cxz6qluxPY/s1600/pink%2Bcake%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TUlIagLt76I/AAAAAAAAASM/_cxz6qluxPY/s320/pink%2Bcake%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569062034373210018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also made a cake for my sister-in-law Mandie. Her favorite colors are green and yellow. This was my interpretation of her and her personality. She loved the cake. OOH, side note, the cake was sugar free almond cream. My first time doing a SF cake. It was DELICIOUS! I am in love with Splenda. Seriously. L-O-V-E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TUlISjU-tMI/AAAAAAAAASE/zFa_DPui_zM/s1600/mandiecake2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TUlISjU-tMI/AAAAAAAAASE/zFa_DPui_zM/s320/mandiecake2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569061897778410690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also introduced a new product...CAKE POPS! These things are exploding in the cake world. (Yes, there is a world of cake. Shut up) If you don't know what these are, it is basically cake and frosting, rolled into a ball, and dipped in chocolate, then decorated. Are you saying "Mmmmmmmmmmm!" ? Well you should be, because they are freaking delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TUlILTK6oZI/AAAAAAAAAR8/02sc5EBeszA/s1600/pops3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TUlILTK6oZI/AAAAAAAAAR8/02sc5EBeszA/s320/pops3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569061773182149010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made 50 Red Velvet and 50 German Chocolate for the local coffee house, Parlor News. They had them for their "Tunes on Tuesday" open mic night event. I also made 50 Chocolate Peanut Butter Cup for Hannah's class. Yeah, I am a pretty cool mom. What can I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TUlHzc6DN8I/AAAAAAAAAR0/zcjVU2aNgFw/s1600/pops.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/_HxC359IXSoU/TUlHzc6DN8I/AAAAAAAAAR0/zcjVU2aNgFw/s320/pops.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569061363478902722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Business plug time. I am selling bouquets for Valentines day. Interested? Contact me at: sweetacecakes@gmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5675455322793243128-2445932373083663324?l=caasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/feeds/2445932373083663324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2011/02/so-here-is-sit-in-charolotte-nc-airport.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/2445932373083663324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/2445932373083663324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2011/02/so-here-is-sit-in-charolotte-nc-airport.html' title='Nothing better to do...'/><author><name>Cole and Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862565511703085666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TUlMMdQNQOI/AAAAAAAAATE/LG6xl3L5hYg/s72-c/LB%2BToilet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675455322793243128.post-1732256843146339213</id><published>2011-01-21T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T22:14:47.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets try this again....</title><content type='html'>Okay, So I really suck at this. A lot has happened since I last visited this blog. A LOT. Too much to type, so lets start fresh with a recap of the past couple of weeks. I think that anyone who is reading this, pretty much knows the rest of the story.&lt;br /&gt;So, December brought my best friends wedding! (good movie) I had the privilege of being her Maid of Honor and I had an absolute blast. She married a wonderful man, and as cliche as this may be, he completes her. I couldn't be happier for Ayzlynn Hammond :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TTptxaymcTI/AAAAAAAAARk/yc69dV2H3kg/s1600/Ayzwedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TTptxaymcTI/AAAAAAAAARk/yc69dV2H3kg/s320/Ayzwedding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564880985342243122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also in December, Cole was offered a job in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TTpugpzBCSI/AAAAAAAAARs/iBWhLUIbbho/s1600/nashville_tennessee_postcard-p239700530919713890qibm_400-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TTpugpzBCSI/AAAAAAAAARs/iBWhLUIbbho/s320/nashville_tennessee_postcard-p239700530919713890qibm_400-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564881796824369442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...at Vanderbilt University Medical Center. So, looks like we're going to be saying y'all and Howdy a little more.&lt;br /&gt;We decided that instead of blindly moving to TN, I would go and stay in Powell for a while with the in-laws and he would go ahead and move to start his new job. The plan is for him to research the area and find a good suburb for us to live in. When he does, we will find a house and head on out. He left January 1st and it has been a very very long 3 weeks so far. His birthday is Feb 1 and our anniversary is the 4th so, guess who has a ticket to fly to TN?? That's right, ME! I am so excited to go and spend some time with my husband. I think this will be the first time in years, just the two of us have spend some time together.&lt;br /&gt;So, here the kids and I are, in Powell, WY. We are doing pretty good. At times, things can get a little crazy without Dad around, but we are managing. I have been trying to stay busy to pass the time, and let me tell you, it is working. These kids keep me on my toes!&lt;br /&gt;Lillian is now 21 months old. She is such a little shining star. I find it hard sometimes to get her in trouble because she has such a sweet little face and a tiny little speaking voice that just melts my heart. She is so smart too! She has started to bring me a diaper, wipes, and desitin when she has a dirty bum. She then says "Change my diaper, I poopy." I see potty training in our very near future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TTptjuj9-PI/AAAAAAAAARc/9pZJtGGEAK4/s1600/lilli%2Bpepper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TTptjuj9-PI/AAAAAAAAARc/9pZJtGGEAK4/s320/lilli%2Bpepper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564880750131411186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucas...oh, Lucas. This kid is such a wild little man! His toys of choice are swords, guns, and action figures. From the time he wakes up, til the time I wrestle him to bed, he is going 100 miles an hour. I enrolled him in preschool here and that seems to be doing wonders for him. He loves getting ready with his sister and going to his own school. As wild as he is, I have to give him credit for being a good protector of his sisters. He would do anything to keep them safe and he has a very kind heart. Just when I think I can't take any more of his wildness, he gives me a hug and says, "You're the best mom".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TTptZEYHMZI/AAAAAAAAARU/ZXjrz_WYtHM/s1600/ninjaluc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TTptZEYHMZI/AAAAAAAAARU/ZXjrz_WYtHM/s320/ninjaluc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564880567008702866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hannah Marie is so grown up! She is in Kindergarten this year and already is starting to read. She is so smart and talented. We have her in piano lessons and dance class. She is definitely a performer! You can constantly hear singing in the house because everywhere she is, she is singing some kind of tune. Hannah has also become very independent lately. She gets up, makes her own breakfast, and has insisted in walking herself to the end of the driveway to meet the bus. She is very responsible too. She always does her chores and is usually very willing to help me clean up. I am so blessed to have her in my life and I am grateful for her presence every day. What a beautiful child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TTpsjc2IB9I/AAAAAAAAARM/I-9HY9HyAxM/s1600/hannahsmile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TTpsjc2IB9I/AAAAAAAAARM/I-9HY9HyAxM/s320/hannahsmile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564879645864101842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TTpsMPAxOFI/AAAAAAAAARE/dSdQJeZGFtM/s1600/3kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TTpsMPAxOFI/AAAAAAAAARE/dSdQJeZGFtM/s320/3kids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564879247013656658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On top of everything I do for/with the kids, I have started working on my Bachelors degree. It is going to take me a while because I take 2 classes every 8 weeks, but I am in no rush. So far, I am enjoying it, despite the fact that it is ALL online. I am looking forward to getting in to more advanced design projects. The 7:30 bed time my kids have is lending a huge hand to my success as a student. I have become quite the night owl. If only my kids would sleep past 7am...&lt;br /&gt;Final thought--Cole and I are going to be celebrating our 6th anniversary on the 4th. I am so lucky to have him in my life. I can honestly say that I am married to not only the love of my life, but the best friend that I have ever known. I hope that everyone gets a chance to experience a love like we have :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TTprsVYf3YI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/85Ua5VAd0lw/s1600/dancing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TTprsVYf3YI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/85Ua5VAd0lw/s320/dancing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564878698967981442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5675455322793243128-1732256843146339213?l=caasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/feeds/1732256843146339213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2011/01/lets-try-this-again.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/1732256843146339213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/1732256843146339213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2011/01/lets-try-this-again.html' title='Lets try this again....'/><author><name>Cole and Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862565511703085666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/TTptxaymcTI/AAAAAAAAARk/yc69dV2H3kg/s72-c/Ayzwedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675455322793243128.post-2269701453713401032</id><published>2010-02-22T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T09:18:48.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiny Kitchen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Oh, I wanted to show everyone my "work station". I live in this great big house, but it seriously has the kitchen fit for a camper. This is all the counter space I have. Crazy right?! I do the cooking here, but I decorate on the kitchen table. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S4KzS2Vip_I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/2o3x2tUsX6U/s1600-h/20956_319665361999_512536999_4042464_574203_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S4KzS2Vip_I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/2o3x2tUsX6U/s320/20956_319665361999_512536999_4042464_574203_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441108436221863922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5675455322793243128-2269701453713401032?l=caasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/feeds/2269701453713401032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-i-wanted-to-show-everyone-my-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/2269701453713401032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/2269701453713401032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-i-wanted-to-show-everyone-my-work.html' title='Tiny Kitchen'/><author><name>Cole and Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862565511703085666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S4KzS2Vip_I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/2o3x2tUsX6U/s72-c/20956_319665361999_512536999_4042464_574203_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675455322793243128.post-5557498659653394953</id><published>2010-02-22T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T08:29:28.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Ace Cakes strikes again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Okay, this week, it was a mini-wedding cake. All the client wanted was white, white, white. SO, Not too much creative freedom as far as color goes. However, I did try out some new things. Here is the final result:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S4KvnVW7ozI/AAAAAAAAAQI/899czbpjhBw/s1600-h/100_1099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S4KvnVW7ozI/AAAAAAAAAQI/899czbpjhBw/s320/100_1099.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441104390100067122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S4KvX2n42QI/AAAAAAAAAQA/63vnhWJHmn8/s1600-h/100_1098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S4KvX2n42QI/AAAAAAAAAQA/63vnhWJHmn8/s320/100_1098.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441104124151650562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also made gum paste flowers for the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;first time ever&lt;/span&gt;. I got a book that came with a little kit and went to town. You can definitely tell which was the first rose, but I am very pleased with how they turned out! I am going to try and color the gum paste and make some other flowers for an upcoming order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S4Ku7HSV7iI/AAAAAAAAAP4/CRmu3UoW4RI/s1600-h/100_1097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S4Ku7HSV7iI/AAAAAAAAAP4/CRmu3UoW4RI/s320/100_1097.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441103630408478242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5675455322793243128-5557498659653394953?l=caasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/feeds/5557498659653394953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2010/02/sweet-ace-cakes-strikes-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/5557498659653394953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/5557498659653394953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2010/02/sweet-ace-cakes-strikes-again.html' title='Sweet Ace Cakes strikes again!'/><author><name>Cole and Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862565511703085666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S4KvnVW7ozI/AAAAAAAAAQI/899czbpjhBw/s72-c/100_1099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675455322793243128.post-2207437474164435866</id><published>2010-02-07T08:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T08:33:03.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Guess&lt;/span&gt; what I did this weekend? Yep, made a cake. This time it was for my Bestest Friend Ayzlynn. She turned 25! Old woman haha! Her mom threw her a party and hired &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Sweet Ace Cakes&lt;/span&gt; to feed the crowd! Again, I had creative freedom to do whatever so I decided I would keep experimenting with different recipes and decor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Below: Maggie, Ayzlynn, Me at the party)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S27pniyyQRI/AAAAAAAAAPw/UcLSTVfhEAQ/s1600-h/100_0929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S27pniyyQRI/AAAAAAAAAPw/UcLSTVfhEAQ/s320/100_0929.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435538665846751506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, here it is: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;white chocolate&lt;/span&gt; raspberry cake with white chocolate cream cheese frosting and fresh raspberries on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S27pb0M-oRI/AAAAAAAAAPo/TrcMGBRGEGI/s1600-h/100_0924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S27pb0M-oRI/AAAAAAAAAPo/TrcMGBRGEGI/s320/100_0924.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435538464361586962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S27pJFM2y-I/AAAAAAAAAPg/_NBfdtCoZzo/s1600-h/100_0942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S27pJFM2y-I/AAAAAAAAAPg/_NBfdtCoZzo/s320/100_0942.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435538142506961890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S27o7iHjPbI/AAAAAAAAAPY/-XGBK4YbQWA/s1600-h/100_0946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S27o7iHjPbI/AAAAAAAAAPY/-XGBK4YbQWA/s320/100_0946.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435537909751168434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, it was super &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;delicious&lt;/span&gt;. SO here is another plug for my tiny little business - if you want cake or know of someone who does, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;let me know&lt;/span&gt;! The only way for me to get better is practice, practice, practice!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5675455322793243128-2207437474164435866?l=caasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/feeds/2207437474164435866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2010/02/more-cake.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/2207437474164435866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/2207437474164435866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2010/02/more-cake.html' title='More Cake'/><author><name>Cole and Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862565511703085666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S27pniyyQRI/AAAAAAAAAPw/UcLSTVfhEAQ/s72-c/100_0929.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675455322793243128.post-554035606641438074</id><published>2010-02-06T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T08:15:38.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family pet and Melting Pot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Well&lt;/span&gt;, we took the plunge and got a family pet! We can't have dogs or cats here so we went with a Guinea Pig. They are pretty docile creatures and they are &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt; to have with kids. SO, everyone, meet &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Mokey&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S23HSO-zxYI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/R8Sc6MpO5eM/s1600-h/100_0915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S23HSO-zxYI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/R8Sc6MpO5eM/s320/100_0915.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435219441379165570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S23GkUYtYqI/AAAAAAAAAPI/8McPOyuTuDs/s1600-h/100_0911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S23GkUYtYqI/AAAAAAAAAPI/8McPOyuTuDs/s320/100_0911.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435218652555993762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hannah and Lucas are so excited and just want to hold her all the time. I am not going to lie, I am &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;pretty happy&lt;/span&gt; myself. She is such a sweet little thing. She is only 9 weeks old so she will get bigger.&lt;div&gt;In other news, Cole and I celebrated out &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;5 year anniversary&lt;/span&gt; this past week. Cole got me some awesome cake/recipe books and I got him concert tickets (B.B. King). We went out to dinner, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;just the two of us&lt;/span&gt;, to the Melting Pot in Fort Collins. It was DELICIOUS! We were there for almost two hours eating as much &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;fondu&lt;/span&gt; as we could take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S22zT2gsciI/AAAAAAAAAPA/C2gdKfedUmQ/s1600-h/100_0908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S22zT2gsciI/AAAAAAAAAPA/C2gdKfedUmQ/s320/100_0908.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435197478937588258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S22yEiy3EiI/AAAAAAAAAO4/JLIcRpSj9v0/s1600-h/100_0900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S22yEiy3EiI/AAAAAAAAAO4/JLIcRpSj9v0/s320/100_0900.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435196116435407394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S22tFfy4QaI/AAAAAAAAAOw/tH-f-wr8g-0/s1600-h/100_0894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S22tFfy4QaI/AAAAAAAAAOw/tH-f-wr8g-0/s320/100_0894.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435190635251909026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S22mb_kQ60I/AAAAAAAAAOo/0BPiVBedhjY/s1600-h/100_0890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 164px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S22mb_kQ60I/AAAAAAAAAOo/0BPiVBedhjY/s320/100_0890.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435183325156272962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It has been a great past 5 years and I look forward to the next 5! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5675455322793243128-554035606641438074?l=caasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/feeds/554035606641438074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2010/02/family-pet-and-melting-pot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/554035606641438074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/554035606641438074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2010/02/family-pet-and-melting-pot.html' title='Family pet and Melting Pot'/><author><name>Cole and Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862565511703085666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S23HSO-zxYI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/R8Sc6MpO5eM/s72-c/100_0915.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675455322793243128.post-6597549059106732382</id><published>2010-02-02T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T19:34:43.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Children.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Lately&lt;/span&gt;, Lillian is on this "do it myself" kick. Tonight, it was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;while&lt;/span&gt; she was eating blueberry applesauce. I have a nifty little &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;self-feed&lt;/span&gt; spoon that keeps babies from being able to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;gag&lt;/span&gt; themselves. All I had to do was dip it in and she did the rest. She was pretty &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;pleased&lt;/span&gt; with herself! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2jrwApjTNI/AAAAAAAAAOg/hNGy6WUs558/s1600-h/100_0883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2jrwApjTNI/AAAAAAAAAOg/hNGy6WUs558/s320/100_0883.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433852160463031506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2jrh0OCSBI/AAAAAAAAAOY/sNmNFXd8Q7k/s1600-h/100_0885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2jrh0OCSBI/AAAAAAAAAOY/sNmNFXd8Q7k/s320/100_0885.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433851916608227346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Here &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Mom&lt;/span&gt;, want some?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2jrUTF3eGI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/XSvPBq1m-50/s1600-h/100_0886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2jrUTF3eGI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/XSvPBq1m-50/s320/100_0886.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433851684377294946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;In&lt;/span&gt; other news, Hannah and Lucas are about to the point where they need to have &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; bath times. Hannah is seen below demonstrating her &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;modesty&lt;/span&gt;, Lucas is showing his &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;sarcasm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2jqnqUsi6I/AAAAAAAAAOI/YeaoZ6fgwyI/s1600-h/100_0887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2jqnqUsi6I/AAAAAAAAAOI/YeaoZ6fgwyI/s320/100_0887.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433850917519395746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5675455322793243128-6597549059106732382?l=caasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/feeds/6597549059106732382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2010/02/lately-lillian-is-on-this-do-it-myself.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/6597549059106732382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/6597549059106732382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2010/02/lately-lillian-is-on-this-do-it-myself.html' title='Oh, Children.'/><author><name>Cole and Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862565511703085666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2jrwApjTNI/AAAAAAAAAOg/hNGy6WUs558/s72-c/100_0883.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675455322793243128.post-986003555407850238</id><published>2010-02-01T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T21:18:42.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Many Sorry's My Dear Friends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Okay&lt;/span&gt;, so I have been a really crappy blogger lately. My excuse? December was a busy month! THEN my power cord to my Mac broke and I had to order one. All is fixed now, and I promise to be much better from now on!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay so, Christmas. We decided it would be fun to drive up to Powell early and surprise Cole's family. We had the kids hide in a big box that we wrapped and jump out. Everyone was very surprised and our plan worked perfectly. We spend Christmas in Powell and came home the Tuesday after for Cole to work. Santa visited us and the kids were more than happy with the results. One of the gifts that is worth mentioning are the electric guitars they got. Lucas no longer has to play the pillow and can REALLY rock out with his daddy in the garage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2eYtOtnerI/AAAAAAAAAOA/93ZWXC60j0k/s1600-h/100_0657.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2eYtOtnerI/AAAAAAAAAOA/93ZWXC60j0k/s320/100_0657.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433479378256755378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2eXFrT5-QI/AAAAAAAAANo/bgQvZncv4r0/s320/100_0687.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433477599227148546" /&gt;This was also Lillian Belle's first Christmas. She obviously didn't care, but we had fun spoiling her and dressing her up. Isn't she just the cutest thing EVER?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2eYbaTXm-I/AAAAAAAAAN4/pkU-7yqeOuo/s1600-h/100_0665.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2eYbaTXm-I/AAAAAAAAAN4/pkU-7yqeOuo/s1600-h/100_0665.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2eYbaTXm-I/AAAAAAAAAN4/pkU-7yqeOuo/s320/100_0665.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433479072130243554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, and it was Noah's first Christmas too! We got them matching outfits and they looked super cute, that is, until Noah had a little accident and had to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2eX80CHLwI/AAAAAAAAANw/V2tUdAcJWVE/s1600-h/100_0678.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2eX80CHLwI/AAAAAAAAANw/V2tUdAcJWVE/s320/100_0678.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433478546461241090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we were in Powell, we crammed in as much as we could. That 7 hour trip does not come easy for our family! Anyways, during the weekend, Mandie went to the Temple for the first time and it was a really great experience for everyone who got to go. I am glad that I was one of the lucky few :) AND we had Noah's baby blessing. We were able to snag a nice family picture too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2eVVwdsLxI/AAAAAAAAANg/eqGUp_5B468/s1600-h/100_0727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2eVVwdsLxI/AAAAAAAAANg/eqGUp_5B468/s320/100_0727.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433475676465016594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a picture of me with my beautiful niece Preslee (Dusty and Amber's daughter).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2eVA9-lPnI/AAAAAAAAANY/ZdL8drBwics/s1600-h/100_0739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2eVA9-lPnI/AAAAAAAAANY/ZdL8drBwics/s320/100_0739.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433475319315381874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucas' Birthday just so happened to be while we were in Powell also. He has been telling me for months now that he wants a Batman cake with Joker cups. So that's exactly what I gave him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2eUJsWDj2I/AAAAAAAAANQ/X-ehEiOzN9Q/s1600-h/100_0766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2eUJsWDj2I/AAAAAAAAANQ/X-ehEiOzN9Q/s320/100_0766.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433474369689194338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He loved his cake, and his party. There were a lot of people who came to celebrate his turning 3. Our friends who were home for Christmas came as well and we had a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2eTM8WJ8hI/AAAAAAAAANI/B0_w3pAaj5o/s1600-h/100_0772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2eTM8WJ8hI/AAAAAAAAANI/B0_w3pAaj5o/s320/100_0772.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433473326012559890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So how are the Asays in 2010? We are great! Hannah is loving preschool and all her friends there. She wakes up every morning and asks "is it a school day mom?" She can now write her name, in order, consistently. She is working on letter recognition and letter sounds. She is so smart and such a drama queen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucas is a wild man! He cant get enough of swords and Nerf guns. That kid wares me out. Talk about a test of patience. On the other hand. He has such a big heart and tells me every day that I am the best mommy. He still has his lisp and we are planning on working on that here in the upcoming months. Cole does not want our little man going to Kindergarten with a speech problem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lillian is still just a quiet observer in our house. She is now 9 months and still has no teeth! However, she does not let that stop her from enjoying whatever food she can get her hands on. She is working on crawling and I know it's going to happen any day now! For now, she just scoots backwards to wherever she wants to go. I am fine with this plan. When she starts crawling, that means baby gates go up, and I have to start vacuuming 3 times a day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cole is doing great as well. He is very busy with work and his online classes. He is happy with his job and is in the middle of taking his turn rotating the night shift. He works from 7pm-7am. It is so hard for us when he is working nights because he sleeps during the day and we have to pretend like he is not in the next room. The kids have the hardest time not going in and waking up their daddy to wrestle. Cole's school work is going good too. He is done with one semester toward his BSN, and he managed to get on the Dean's Honor Roll!! We are so proud of his hard work for our family! He just celebrated his birthday too. He had to work so we just had some dinner and cake on Sunday with some family that lives here in Laramie. Here are some pics from our get together:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2eSvUul9eI/AAAAAAAAANA/5_AMht3kxJ0/s1600-h/100_0839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2eSvUul9eI/AAAAAAAAANA/5_AMht3kxJ0/s320/100_0839.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433472817161434594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lilli eating a graham cracker. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2eSge_VCfI/AAAAAAAAAM4/sBxcan2hstc/s1600-h/100_0841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2eSge_VCfI/AAAAAAAAAM4/sBxcan2hstc/s320/100_0841.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433472562217945586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lucas: "Yeah, Yeah, I know I'm cute. Take the picture and get me some dinner."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2eSEv-leyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/YiR3PWs3wU8/s1600-h/100_0843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2eSEv-leyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/YiR3PWs3wU8/s320/100_0843.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433472085741894434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Ayzlynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2eR3tWD6uI/AAAAAAAAAMo/6Yz0uAI9ZDw/s1600-h/100_0845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2eR3tWD6uI/AAAAAAAAAMo/6Yz0uAI9ZDw/s320/100_0845.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433471861696752354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The fire is just going to keep on getting bigger and bigger from now on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2eRYw3D14I/AAAAAAAAAMg/Avx5H_cDGuI/s1600-h/100_0848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 289px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2eRYw3D14I/AAAAAAAAAMg/Avx5H_cDGuI/s320/100_0848.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433471330064521090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2eRM-fBvYI/AAAAAAAAAMY/6SO0Pc5Devg/s1600-h/100_0849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2eRM-fBvYI/AAAAAAAAAMY/6SO0Pc5Devg/s320/100_0849.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433471127563386242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cole and our Hannah Banana. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, Cole had to work on his birthday. Naturally, I made him some cupcakes to take to work :) I found a recipe I wanted to try and this was the perfect occasion. They are peanut butter cupcakes filled with chocolate cream and topped with chocolate ganache and peanut butter chips. Were they delicious? Um, hello?! It's chocolate AND peanut butter. Of course they were delicious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2eQ9BXC0NI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_rmn8sHCfxg/s1600-h/100_0862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2eQ9BXC0NI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_rmn8sHCfxg/s320/100_0862.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433470853457301714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I guess that leaves me. Not much new here. I have been dieting for what seems like forever. Still trying to get off the last 15 lbs that have been there since I had Hannah. Since September, I have lost almost 30 lbs. BUT I am not finished yet! I started going to a step aerobics class on W/F and it kicks my butt! (but in a good way) I am so sore I can barely walk, but I am excited to go every time. In-between I am doing yoga and other forms of exercise. Hopefully by Lillians 1st birthday, I will have a new physique. Also, I am still trying to get into the whole cake making business. I will hopefully have some orders coming in in the next little bit. I am really hoping to be able to go to Chicago this summer and take the Wilton Master Course. It is 10 days of Cake, Cake, and more CAKE! It gets me excited just thinking about it. They teach you everything you need to know to get a good base of knowledge and skill. The cost isn't too bad, but I have to shell out some money for the lodging. SO, if you want to make a donation I accept PayPal, check, or cash HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, thats about it. I will try to be much better from now on so everyone isn't reading a novel when they check out my blog. Bye for now!&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/5675455322793243128-986003555407850238?l=caasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/feeds/986003555407850238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2010/02/many-sorrys-my-dear-friends.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/986003555407850238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/986003555407850238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2010/02/many-sorrys-my-dear-friends.html' title='Many Sorry&apos;s My Dear Friends.'/><author><name>Cole and Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862565511703085666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/S2eYtOtnerI/AAAAAAAAAOA/93ZWXC60j0k/s72-c/100_0657.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675455322793243128.post-7385056237184936164</id><published>2009-12-13T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T20:59:49.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trees, Cookies, and Good Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's the most &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt; time of the year! I LOVE the holiday season. There is just something about the feeling of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; that just warms my heart. The kids are getting old enough to feel it too and that makes me really &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SyW8j_Kgd2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/_C0yLa6H0xU/s1600-h/100_0565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SyW8j_Kgd2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/_C0yLa6H0xU/s320/100_0565.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414941453419837282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So a few days after Thanksgiving we decided to put up the tree. Cole always gets the decorations out for me and puts the tree up. Then it's my job to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px; "&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px; "&gt;fluff' &lt;/span&gt;the tree and direct the decorating. I always let the kids do &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px; "&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; thing first. I have slight OCD when it comes to the tree so Cole always has to restrain me while the kids decorate. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px; "&gt;Of course&lt;/span&gt; they did like all kids do and put most of the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px; "&gt;ornaments&lt;/span&gt; at their eye level and on a total of two branches. But they had fun and had no idea that I moved the ornaments around &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px; "&gt;after&lt;/span&gt; they went to bed :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SyW8RYvILBI/AAAAAAAAAMA/mMJPrQr1VmE/s1600-h/100_0572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SyW8RYvILBI/AAAAAAAAAMA/mMJPrQr1VmE/s320/100_0572.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414941133866806290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SyW7Yy_w0dI/AAAAAAAAAL4/0ZUuYLi3x_c/s1600-h/100_0579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SyW7Yy_w0dI/AAAAAAAAAL4/0ZUuYLi3x_c/s320/100_0579.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414940161663357394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SyW6TytKCjI/AAAAAAAAALw/xIgPYLZSyKM/s1600-h/100_0580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SyW6TytKCjI/AAAAAAAAALw/xIgPYLZSyKM/s320/100_0580.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414938976174344754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SyWsDlfudrI/AAAAAAAAALo/G3zTy_4_W4c/s1600-h/100_0583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SyWsDlfudrI/AAAAAAAAALo/G3zTy_4_W4c/s320/100_0583.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414923304587654834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Things are &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px; "&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; here at the Asay house, aside from the holidays, not a whole lot is happening. Cole started working nights and I am &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; a fan. He works from 7p to 7a! So he leaves after dinner and comes home at breakfast and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;crashes&lt;/span&gt;. Then he gets up around 2 or 3 and hangs out for a while before starting it &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; over again. We dont get to see him very much on work days...boo. The nice thing about nights is the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;pay&lt;/span&gt; is better...thats about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids are doing &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;. Hannah is going to start her last week of school til the new year this week. She loves school. She asks me &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;every night&lt;/span&gt; if its school the next day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lillian is teething so she is kind of a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;bear&lt;/span&gt; lately. She has been struggling with fevers and diaper rashes for almost 2 weeks now. Still, she keeps a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt; on her face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SyWrP-uOSSI/AAAAAAAAALg/FoAMKRdz_5A/s1600-h/100_0587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SyWrP-uOSSI/AAAAAAAAALg/FoAMKRdz_5A/s320/100_0587.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414922418006149410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, so it has been &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;very cold&lt;/span&gt; here in Laramie the past week or so. Our house has been cold as well. I thought because its an older house maybe the house couldn't &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;keep up&lt;/span&gt; with the -30 wind chill. So I have been sitting around the house with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;blankets&lt;/span&gt; and electric heaters. I even attempted to start a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;fire&lt;/span&gt; in the fireplace. Nothin was working. Yesterday morning I went to get in the shower and the hot water wouldn't work either. So we were &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;freezing&lt;/span&gt; all around. Turns out our boiler is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;broken&lt;/span&gt; and needs a new starter? The whole heating system in the house is water based, which explains the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;cold&lt;/span&gt;. We are currently waiting on the part to come in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; the guy to come install it. Until then, its showers at Ayzlynn's house and sleeping in the living room with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;electric heaters.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SyWrCzm-DDI/AAAAAAAAALY/iV_rhV6YvBQ/s1600-h/100_0598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SyWrCzm-DDI/AAAAAAAAALY/iV_rhV6YvBQ/s320/100_0598.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414922191684635698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We started our &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;holiday baking!&lt;/span&gt; So far we've just done the gingerbread men, but Thursday I am going to bust out the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;good stuff!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SyWqwEUNKcI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Y8pNBxQ7Uds/s1600-h/100_0603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SyWqwEUNKcI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Y8pNBxQ7Uds/s320/100_0603.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414921869751822786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SyWqZmu9RPI/AAAAAAAAALI/O_QM7m00GYc/s1600-h/100_0604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SyWqZmu9RPI/AAAAAAAAALI/O_QM7m00GYc/s320/100_0604.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414921483853841650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SyWqCz9WakI/AAAAAAAAALA/HWlculnpaoU/s1600-h/100_0605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SyWqCz9WakI/AAAAAAAAALA/HWlculnpaoU/s320/100_0605.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414921092266879554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SyWpvG-WdlI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Wq2ATJsVeDg/s1600-h/100_0607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SyWpvG-WdlI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Wq2ATJsVeDg/s320/100_0607.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414920753773966930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Aren't we cute?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SyWph4rU-DI/AAAAAAAAAKw/fJiDEzidOug/s1600-h/100_0611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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It was our first time hosting, and my first time cooking a turkey for such an event. Cole invited his friend Kizzy from work and her new husband Tom. He is from the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Philippines&lt;/span&gt; so this was his first Thanksgiving...EVER! I spent the week cleaning up the house and researching recipes. I found a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;delicious&lt;/span&gt; roasted turkey recipe where you make a compound butter (butter with herbs, garlic, etc.) and you shove it &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;under the skin&lt;/span&gt;. I had to baste it every 20 min for 3 hours, not to mention, it barely fit in my tiny oven...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxR2oZZFCcI/AAAAAAAAAKk/x5MjHDxbLrA/s1600/100_0490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxR2oZZFCcI/AAAAAAAAAKk/x5MjHDxbLrA/s320/100_0490.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410079488761727426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But after 3 hours the turkey was done, and it was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;beautiful!&lt;/span&gt; Did I mention the aroma? I wish there was a scratch and sniff feature on my blog. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Wow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxR2NqLkHhI/AAAAAAAAAKc/TB2t8MMtfxs/s1600/100_0491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxR2NqLkHhI/AAAAAAAAAKc/TB2t8MMtfxs/s320/100_0491.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410079029411978770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxR11KHD9ZI/AAAAAAAAAKU/4yrJtofXOHI/s1600/100_0492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxR11KHD9ZI/AAAAAAAAAKU/4yrJtofXOHI/s320/100_0492.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410078608486299026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did a huge no-no and tried recipes that I have &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; made before. Fortunately, I am a decent enough cook to pull it off. I made some Brie en Croute for the appetizer, it was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;delish!&lt;/span&gt; Cheese, nuts, and bread. You cant go wrong with that combination. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxRpk0kOkGI/AAAAAAAAAKM/2aiY4xY1Bmk/s1600/100_0493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxRpk0kOkGI/AAAAAAAAAKM/2aiY4xY1Bmk/s320/100_0493.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410065133685608546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We set the table before our company came and Hannah made us all our own turkey hand place cards. She colored them and Cole helped her cut them out. She was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;very proud&lt;/span&gt; of her work. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxRo56zYt8I/AAAAAAAAAKE/tTD2oJhhEsI/s1600/100_0501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxRo56zYt8I/AAAAAAAAAKE/tTD2oJhhEsI/s320/100_0501.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410064396625426370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When meal time came no one was saying a word; this is a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;good sign&lt;/span&gt; in my opinion. Their faces were stuffed with food! It was so good! Kizzy and Tom brought the traditional items I didn't make, like mashed potatoes and rolls. Tom also brought some native dishes like Lampas and some &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;delicious&lt;/span&gt; chicken soup. Cole was happy to just have his &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;turkey leg&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxRonsKH0_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/dHyvbqAOnb0/s1600/100_0507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxRonsKH0_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/dHyvbqAOnb0/s320/100_0507.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410064083456611314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lillian didn't get to eat the same food as us, but I made sure she had some Gerber Turkey and Sweet Potatoes. She was just fine with it. Oh, I found this &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;super awesome&lt;/span&gt; spoon at Albertsons of all places. You put the food in the handle of the spoon and just squeeze it out into the end of the spoon! It's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt; for when we are out places or even at church. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxRoa3BW5OI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/CA3KE8nP2Cs/s1600/100_0508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxRoa3BW5OI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/CA3KE8nP2Cs/s320/100_0508.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410063863034340578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a picture of our company, Tom and Kizzy. Oh yeah, and Hannah :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxRoMUFVe8I/AAAAAAAAAJs/wlPQKUJzgm8/s1600/100_0511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxRoMUFVe8I/AAAAAAAAAJs/wlPQKUJzgm8/s320/100_0511.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410063613137615810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After dinner, we cleaned up and our company left, just in time for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;mor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; company to show up! Cole's family came to visit us for the weekend after they ate in Riverton. With Cole's parents came &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;presents&lt;/span&gt; for the kiddos. Such gifts were: bunk beds, a dresser and night stand, clothes, and super hero costumes with&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; muscles&lt;/span&gt;. Lucas immediately put on the costume they got for him and didn't take it off until he had to bathe the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;next day&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxRn9lkT04I/AAAAAAAAAJk/2BUnhSIAeCU/s1600/100_0514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxRn9lkT04I/AAAAAAAAAJk/2BUnhSIAeCU/s320/100_0514.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410063360132895618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxRnu-WWPsI/AAAAAAAAAJc/34asTQTVUaU/s1600/100_0517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxRnu-WWPsI/AAAAAAAAAJc/34asTQTVUaU/s320/100_0517.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410063109087182530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maggie came with them, which was great because I hadn't met her &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;baby Noah&lt;/span&gt; yet! He was so tiny. My kids were still in the womb when they were his size. You forget so quickly how small babies are. He &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;loves&lt;/span&gt; his Auntie Manda.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxRnfAyTmrI/AAAAAAAAAJU/DCfVCy5624c/s1600/100_0516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxRnfAyTmrI/AAAAAAAAAJU/DCfVCy5624c/s320/100_0516.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410062834863413938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxRnLY8n2II/AAAAAAAAAJM/4HvsyDsPNLk/s1600/100_0526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxRnLY8n2II/AAAAAAAAAJM/4HvsyDsPNLk/s320/100_0526.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410062497751750786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a picture of Ayz, Me, Mandie, and baby Noah in my kitchen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxRm5sMZgEI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Fv77-cFXzQ0/s1600/100_0527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxRm5sMZgEI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Fv77-cFXzQ0/s320/100_0527.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410062193680547906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so nice to have a visit from the family. Cole spent time &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;playing guitar&lt;/span&gt; with his dad and the kids played downstairs with Mimi (his sister Mandie). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxRmmQ6rB6I/AAAAAAAAAI8/pDHKkVA_ej8/s1600/100_0532.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: 320px; height: 214px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxRmmQ6rB6I/AAAAAAAAAI8/pDHKkVA_ej8/s320/100_0532.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410061859940927394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxRmXUIcuoI/AAAAAAAAAI0/jf0hhnUhlUg/s1600/100_0538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxRmXUIcuoI/AAAAAAAAAI0/jf0hhnUhlUg/s320/100_0538.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410061603105979010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Saturday we took a trip to Fort Collins Colorado to do a little shopping and eat at Rodizzio, a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;delicious&lt;/span&gt; Brazilian restaurant. We went to a baby boutique/toy store that was extremely over priced! They had the coolest stuff there, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;none&lt;/span&gt; of which I was willing to pay for. I did see a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;really cool&lt;/span&gt; baby carrier called a Maya Wrap that I wanted and made a note to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;save up&lt;/span&gt; for it or find it on eBay. When we left the store, Mandie handed me the wrap and said Merry Christmas! It was super nice of her, and I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; it. &lt;div&gt;After that we then went to the mall. When we got to the mall there was a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Holiday Train&lt;/span&gt; for kids to ride, so of course my kids had to ride:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxRmDoZvCZI/AAAAAAAAAIs/W_UT1Z7ct48/s1600/100_0544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxRmDoZvCZI/AAAAAAAAAIs/W_UT1Z7ct48/s320/100_0544.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410061264949807506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxRlumGxX_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ReqIDUNmoE0/s1600/100_0547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxRlumGxX_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ReqIDUNmoE0/s320/100_0547.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410060903556145138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucas thought it was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;super awesome&lt;/span&gt;. Lillian didn't get to ride, but she liked hanging out in her wrap and watching her brother and sister. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxRlgXjwQ9I/AAAAAAAAAIc/Y219wzsYDF4/s1600/100_0548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxRlgXjwQ9I/AAAAAAAAAIc/Y219wzsYDF4/s320/100_0548.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410060659133006802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We walked a little further down the mall and guess who we ran into? That's right: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;SANTA!! &lt;/span&gt;The kids were ecstatic. Hannah jumped right into his lap, Lucas was hesitant. Like any good mother around the holidays, I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;forced&lt;/span&gt; him to sit on Santa for a picture. He warmed up to him but got off his lap to tell him he wanted a "costume sword". &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxRYCosHYwI/AAAAAAAAAIU/v48Saao7sTQ/s1600/100_0552.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxRYCosHYwI/AAAAAAAAAIU/v48Saao7sTQ/s320/100_0552.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410045854684242690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cole's family left on Sunday morning after a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;delicious&lt;/span&gt; breakfast at Perkins :-) We spent the rest of the day &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;relaxing&lt;/span&gt; and enjoying what was left of the holiday break. Cole doesn't have to go back to work until Wednesday so we are going to put up our &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;tree&lt;/span&gt; and do some things as a family until he has to go back. &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/5675455322793243128-8824984162929515418?l=caasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/feeds/8824984162929515418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-weekend-and-house-full.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/8824984162929515418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/8824984162929515418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-weekend-and-house-full.html' title='Thanksgiving Weekend and a House Full!'/><author><name>Cole and Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862565511703085666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SxR2oZZFCcI/AAAAAAAAAKk/x5MjHDxbLrA/s72-c/100_0490.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675455322793243128.post-6916796316271482284</id><published>2009-11-24T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T10:41:25.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Denver, Sewing, and Night Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, sorry about the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;long break&lt;/span&gt; from Blogg-age. I have been busy finishing unpacking. I figure there is no longer an excuse and I just need to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;quit being lazy&lt;/span&gt; about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, last weekend we took an &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;overnight&lt;/span&gt; trip to Denver. It is only 2 hours away so, not too far of a trip. Cole, Glen, and Megan went to the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Black Crowes&lt;/span&gt; concert at the Fillmore, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;so &lt;/span&gt;me and the kids had a night-in in the hotel room. We were starving by the time we got there so I decided we needed to order some &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;room service&lt;/span&gt;. Now, I was super excited because this was in fact, my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; experience with room service. I got the kids a pizza and ordered myself some fabulous sounding pasta... Well the kids' pizza was&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; AMAZING!&lt;/span&gt; My food was lacking salt and tasted pretty &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;bland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SwwibHD5O2I/AAAAAAAAAIM/ZcxvejZxjGY/s1600/100_0456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SwwibHD5O2I/AAAAAAAAAIM/ZcxvejZxjGY/s320/100_0456.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407735101712317282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT to compensate for the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;lack of flavor&lt;/span&gt;, the hotel kitchen included a mini bottle of Tabasco. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SwwiMuURd4I/AAAAAAAAAIE/uC910Z6G_OY/s1600/100_0457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SwwiMuURd4I/AAAAAAAAAIE/uC910Z6G_OY/s320/100_0457.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407734854551959426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;pretty good&lt;/span&gt; evening all in all. The concert was good according to Cole, and they got me a T-Shirt (not that it made us even). So, I need to find myself a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;concert&lt;/span&gt; to go to and it's Cole's turn to watch the kids, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;any suggestions&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;br /&gt;We got up the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;next morning &lt;/span&gt;and chilled while everyone got ready. We then treated ourselves to an amazing breakfast at IHOP. Might I recommend the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Gingerbread&lt;/span&gt; Holiday Hotcakes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/Swwh3W2IIjI/AAAAAAAAAH8/dK5O1VEH3GE/s1600/100_0461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/Swwh3W2IIjI/AAAAAAAAAH8/dK5O1VEH3GE/s320/100_0461.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407734487474250290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when we got &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt; from Denver, Cole and I had a reception to go to for his preceptor at work. It was a small, very personal event, so we had Ayz come over and watch&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; ALL 3 kids&lt;/span&gt;! It was nice to be an&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; adult&lt;/span&gt; for a few hours, and not just someone's mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/Swwhqvqk-GI/AAAAAAAAAH0/In7-7Zisfn0/s1600/100_0464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/Swwhqvqk-GI/AAAAAAAAAH0/In7-7Zisfn0/s320/100_0464.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407734270798395490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Oh yeah&lt;/span&gt;, so in the downstairs living room there are 4 windows that look right out into the front yard. They are ground level so you can &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;see&lt;/span&gt; right into the play room. This has been a problem, especially at night when the inside lights are on. We don't want any &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;creepers&lt;/span&gt; looking in on our kids. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The solution?&lt;/span&gt; Discount fabric from Wal~Mart, and me using my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;limited&lt;/span&gt; sewing skills. I specialize in two things when sewing, pillow cases and baby blankets. Curtains are pretty much a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;combination&lt;/span&gt; of the two. Hannah helped me out by handing me pins and putting the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;used &lt;/span&gt;ones back in the tomato cushion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SwwhguVy_BI/AAAAAAAAAHs/-6w-oAbx4QA/s1600/100_0470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SwwhguVy_BI/AAAAAAAAAHs/-6w-oAbx4QA/s320/100_0470.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407734098644106258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see, I am getting &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;very bored&lt;/span&gt; with making the curtains. But the turned out great and you can &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;no longer&lt;/span&gt; see in, or out, of the downstairs windows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SwwhNB6RbqI/AAAAAAAAAHk/FnQRJL4w9Oc/s1600/100_0471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SwwhNB6RbqI/AAAAAAAAAHk/FnQRJL4w9Oc/s320/100_0471.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407733760299986594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SwwhCB-1zXI/AAAAAAAAAHc/upFImZhfKWE/s1600/100_0472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SwwhCB-1zXI/AAAAAAAAAHc/upFImZhfKWE/s320/100_0472.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407733571340586354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I read the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Twilight books&lt;/span&gt; just like every other woman in the world, and yes, I loved them. However, I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;hated&lt;/span&gt; the first movie. I thought it was a combination of cheesy effects, added dialogue, and poor acting. So when &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;New Moon&lt;/span&gt; came out I had mixed feelings. I had the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;highest&lt;/span&gt; hopes that it would be so much better than the first. Ayz got us some tickets for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;opening night&lt;/span&gt; so I put the kids to&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; bed &lt;/span&gt;when Cole got home and we went to the 9:45 show. Let me just say it was everything I wanted it to be. So much &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;better&lt;/span&gt; than the first. It just goes to show what &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;popularity&lt;/span&gt; and a couple more &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;millions&lt;/span&gt; of dollars will do for a franchise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ayz and I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;tried&lt;/span&gt; to take a pic while she was stopped at a stop sign...she &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; get the memo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/Swwg2_DM0FI/AAAAAAAAAHU/UYHjBmfp38M/s1600/100_0477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/Swwg2_DM0FI/AAAAAAAAAHU/UYHjBmfp38M/s320/100_0477.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407733381575004242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There, thats &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;much&lt;/span&gt; better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/Swwgp8jhoQI/AAAAAAAAAHM/PIRqOoQirvo/s1600/100_0478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/Swwgp8jhoQI/AAAAAAAAAHM/PIRqOoQirvo/s320/100_0478.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407733157566980354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/5675455322793243128-6916796316271482284?l=caasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/feeds/6916796316271482284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2009/11/denver-sewing-and-night-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/6916796316271482284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/6916796316271482284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2009/11/denver-sewing-and-night-life.html' title='Denver, Sewing, and Night Life'/><author><name>Cole and Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862565511703085666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SwwibHD5O2I/AAAAAAAAAIM/ZcxvejZxjGY/s72-c/100_0456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675455322793243128.post-7213246351935485109</id><published>2009-11-12T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T20:53:46.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Leaves=Family Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today was such a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;fun day&lt;/span&gt;! The kids wanted to make some cupcakes, and I just so happened to have some Rainbow Chip frosting and cake mix! Sooo while they were &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;sleeping&lt;/span&gt; I made the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; cupcakes&lt;/span&gt; and when they woke up I let them decorate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucas was more interested in eating the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;sprinkles&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/Svzfi7Ix7dI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6rLOxkOKluc/s1600-h/100_0382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/Svzfi7Ix7dI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6rLOxkOKluc/s320/100_0382.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403439444020817362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hannah was being very &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;meticulous&lt;/span&gt; about her decorating. She took her time decorating one while &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Lucas&lt;/span&gt; decorated 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvzfVmdETeI/AAAAAAAAAG8/hIcl9LeZ2hg/s1600-h/100_0383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvzfVmdETeI/AAAAAAAAAG8/hIcl9LeZ2hg/s320/100_0383.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403439215130463714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvzfEEuvaEI/AAAAAAAAAG0/GLl5dTZlc9k/s1600-h/100_0384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvzfEEuvaEI/AAAAAAAAAG0/GLl5dTZlc9k/s320/100_0384.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403438914020010050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/Svze3qL33cI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lE8H2Ki-xGY/s1600-h/100_0385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/Svze3qL33cI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lE8H2Ki-xGY/s320/100_0385.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403438700736011714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/Svzen4b1CDI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ITNJefkSBR8/s1600-h/100_0389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/Svzen4b1CDI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ITNJefkSBR8/s320/100_0389.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403438429683124274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucas was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;super pleased&lt;/span&gt; with himself. He decided he was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;done &lt;/span&gt;decorating and just wanted to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvzePu1szHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/vASwY17Z2b8/s1600-h/100_0393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvzePu1szHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/vASwY17Z2b8/s320/100_0393.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403438014790421618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is our &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;tower&lt;/span&gt; of cupcakes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/Svzd3Ln7KqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/VUnwGctpn5c/s1600-h/100_0395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/Svzd3Ln7KqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/VUnwGctpn5c/s320/100_0395.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403437593020541602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/Svzdckc4koI/AAAAAAAAAGM/5sEErHTkmHU/s1600-h/100_0397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/Svzdckc4koI/AAAAAAAAAGM/5sEErHTkmHU/s320/100_0397.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403437135828652674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Cole&lt;/span&gt; got home he asked if we wanted to go outside so we put coats on and headed out into the back yard. There were &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;piles and piles&lt;/span&gt; of leaves so the kids decided to get a rake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvzcLykQhDI/AAAAAAAAAGE/nHmivmxEAMM/s1600-h/100_0406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvzcLykQhDI/AAAAAAAAAGE/nHmivmxEAMM/s320/100_0406.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403435748048274482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lillian and mommy. She &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;loves&lt;/span&gt; going outside! You can see the kids behind us hard at work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/Svzb2UbrTXI/AAAAAAAAAF8/WuQNS1wkgFU/s1600-h/100_0413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/Svzb2UbrTXI/AAAAAAAAAF8/WuQNS1wkgFU/s320/100_0413.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403435379181964658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;huge pile&lt;/span&gt; of leaves and thought the kids would like to be tossed into the middle of it. Who doesn't have a childhood memory of&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; jumping in leaves?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvzaxP66dwI/AAAAAAAAAF0/-Jt06yXdQfk/s1600-h/100_0414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvzaxP66dwI/AAAAAAAAAF0/-Jt06yXdQfk/s320/100_0414.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403434192559830786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lucas thought it was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;crap&lt;/span&gt;. He didn't like being thrown into a pile of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;decaying foliage&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvzaRgyd58I/AAAAAAAAAFs/fv0OiM7TQ0o/s1600-h/100_0415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvzaRgyd58I/AAAAAAAAAFs/fv0OiM7TQ0o/s320/100_0415.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403433647331993538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hannah on the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;other hand&lt;/span&gt; thought it was AMAZING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvzZyKdM_hI/AAAAAAAAAFk/0jUPNOUTlvY/s1600-h/100_0430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvzZyKdM_hI/AAAAAAAAAFk/0jUPNOUTlvY/s320/100_0430.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403433108761280018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lillian wasn't sure what to do about the leaves around her. She started to slowly sink in then decided she wanted out.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvzZWATDMjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ri4UPlf6D8Q/s1600-h/100_0439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvzZWATDMjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ri4UPlf6D8Q/s320/100_0439.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403432624998003250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We put her on the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; ground&lt;/span&gt; away from the giant pile. She immediately started to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;eat&lt;/span&gt; the leaves.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvzY-LcyRQI/AAAAAAAAAFU/vQ5k8A3mB7A/s1600-h/100_0445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvzY-LcyRQI/AAAAAAAAAFU/vQ5k8A3mB7A/s320/100_0445.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403432215674766594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is such a pretty girl! We feel so &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;blessed&lt;/span&gt; to have such a beautiful baby girl in our life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvzYhMha5-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/HXWQpeQomkI/s1600-h/100_0452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvzYhMha5-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/HXWQpeQomkI/s320/100_0452.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403431717746436066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We even managed to snap a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px; "&gt;amily pic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvzYLdA6jxI/AAAAAAAAAFE/gDM3fi0eNes/s1600-h/100_0443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvzYLdA6jxI/AAAAAAAAAFE/gDM3fi0eNes/s320/100_0443.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403431344216379154" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5675455322793243128-7213246351935485109?l=caasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/feeds/7213246351935485109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall-leavesfamily-photo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/7213246351935485109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/7213246351935485109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall-leavesfamily-photo.html' title='Fall Leaves=Family Photo'/><author><name>Cole and Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862565511703085666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/Svzfi7Ix7dI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6rLOxkOKluc/s72-c/100_0382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675455322793243128.post-3841424417682707810</id><published>2009-11-12T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T10:52:12.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letters and Sleeping All Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So Hannah has been working on writing her &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;letters&lt;/span&gt; at school. She made what they call a 'bag book' and wrote &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;words&lt;/span&gt; on papers and put them in bags. The words she chose are all of our names in the family. Here is how she &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;wrote &lt;/span&gt;Lucas' name:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvxWp-H_bUI/AAAAAAAAAE8/b48pmpFD7xw/s1600-h/1111091410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvxWp-H_bUI/AAAAAAAAAE8/b48pmpFD7xw/s320/1111091410.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403288931988892994" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have been wanting Lillian to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;sleep thru the night&lt;/span&gt; for a while now, and I think she is more than ready. She eats &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; food and nurses before bed, SO when she wakes up at night it is more habit than anything else. For a while &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; was just getting up and giving her the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;pacifier&lt;/span&gt; and she would go back to sleep. Well, I am tired of getting up. Cole and I decided it was time for her to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;cry&lt;/span&gt; it out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvxWi4UO_cI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ibrv4wmYObc/s1600-h/1110091057.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/_HxC359IXSoU/SvxWi4UO_cI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ibrv4wmYObc/s320/1110091057.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403288810170547650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;very hard&lt;/span&gt; for me last night to lie in my bed and listen to her scream. It was about 30 min and she eventually settled down. I thought it wouldn't be &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;too bad&lt;/span&gt; if she only did that once a night for the next week. Boy was I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;wrong&lt;/span&gt;. At some point she woke up again and cried for what felt like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;forever&lt;/span&gt;. Cole had to literally put his arm on my chest to keep me from getting up. UGH. So I am hoping she only cries for the next &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;few&lt;/span&gt; nights and then gets the point. I am not sure what I will do with a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;full&lt;/span&gt; nights sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvxWee7N9UI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-DfHu7kghG8/s1600-h/1112090751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvxWee7N9UI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-DfHu7kghG8/s320/1112090751.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403288734635259202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/5675455322793243128-3841424417682707810?l=caasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/feeds/3841424417682707810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2009/11/letters-and-sleeping-all-night.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/3841424417682707810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/3841424417682707810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2009/11/letters-and-sleeping-all-night.html' title='Letters and Sleeping All Night'/><author><name>Cole and Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862565511703085666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvxWp-H_bUI/AAAAAAAAAE8/b48pmpFD7xw/s72-c/1111091410.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675455322793243128.post-7367018575389555082</id><published>2009-11-10T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T18:56:43.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glasses, Ponytails, and Rock Stars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today was the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; first day&lt;/span&gt; in a long time I felt normal! I woke up with no headache and felt decent most of the day. Cole had day 2 of his Orientation at work and&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; surprised&lt;/span&gt; us by coming home at 3:00! It was so &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;nice&lt;/span&gt; to have some time with him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucas has a well known fascination with swords. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;All&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;types, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; shapes, and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; sizes. He finds it to be a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;personal threat&lt;/span&gt; if you touch any of his swords, especially without asking. Anyways, today I asked him to please pick his swords up and walked into the kitchen. As I was doing the dishes I could hear all sorts of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;sound effects&lt;/span&gt; coming from the living room. I walked in to find him having a battle with an imaginary foe. I didn't even get mad, I just went and got the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; camera&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvobQ1MeUqI/AAAAAAAAAEM/TbJsAoQbsSU/s1600-h/100_0363.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: 214px; height: 320px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvobQ1MeUqI/AAAAAAAAAEM/TbJsAoQbsSU/s320/100_0363.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402660678955586210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Something &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; happened today for our little Hannah; she got glasses! The eye doc says she is almost as far sighted as Lucas, she just &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; have the eye turning problem he does. Who knew! Apparently I can make cute children, they are just &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;blind as bats&lt;/span&gt;. She got to pick out her own glasses, and picked a purple pair made by &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;PEZ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(yes, the candy)&lt;/span&gt;. She looks like a smart little librarian. Once on, she said everything is bigger. She also has a little issue with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;depth perception&lt;/span&gt;. I am going to have to help her on the stairs for the next few days. Here are her before and after pics at the eye doctor:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvoZcUsYi4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/XvRr3IqU-mU/s1600-h/100_0365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvoZcUsYi4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/XvRr3IqU-mU/s320/100_0365.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402658677366229890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvoZKe9FQ6I/AAAAAAAAAD8/ooxqghi5-Gg/s1600-h/100_0366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvoZKe9FQ6I/AAAAAAAAAD8/ooxqghi5-Gg/s320/100_0366.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402658370882978722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I tried something new with Lillian...a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ponytail&lt;/span&gt;. She surprisingly held very still. I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; do this to Hannah til she was about a year old. I am glad Lillian has a little more hair...even if she looks like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;bam bam&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvoY7lGdZEI/AAAAAAAAAD0/DQY9o3I7KYI/s1600-h/100_0367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvoY7lGdZEI/AAAAAAAAAD0/DQY9o3I7KYI/s320/100_0367.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402658114834883650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lucas was so &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;excited&lt;/span&gt; to have his sister wearing glasses just like him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvoYmSXXGsI/AAAAAAAAADs/_KEeY96o188/s1600-h/100_0369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvoYmSXXGsI/AAAAAAAAADs/_KEeY96o188/s320/100_0369.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402657749028248258" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lillian is really pushing herself up. I think&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; crawling&lt;/span&gt; is in her near future. She spins around when on her &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;tummy&lt;/span&gt;, so it's only a few weeks before she is moving forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvoYQaOem3I/AAAAAAAAADk/WV4HbBIhb1Y/s1600-h/100_0371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvoYQaOem3I/AAAAAAAAADk/WV4HbBIhb1Y/s320/100_0371.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402657373181352818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvoH0ZfOzJI/AAAAAAAAADc/fOvq6-wSlI8/s1600-h/100_0372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvoH0ZfOzJI/AAAAAAAAADc/fOvq6-wSlI8/s320/100_0372.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402639299760802962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvoHnEwUDmI/AAAAAAAAADU/sApXFXYDKSc/s1600-h/100_0373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvoHnEwUDmI/AAAAAAAAADU/sApXFXYDKSc/s320/100_0373.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402639070857006690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvoHUlNkLFI/AAAAAAAAADM/550Ho4kZ49g/s1600-h/100_0374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvoHUlNkLFI/AAAAAAAAADM/550Ho4kZ49g/s320/100_0374.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402638753152117842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cole went out to the garage this evening to do a little &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Rockin'&lt;/span&gt;...Lucas decided to join in on the fun&lt;br /&gt;                                                &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-84b083bbc14293a2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D84b083bbc14293a2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331848335%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DADDD04B61BB91ED0B7B7918E94D5F5C2E8A59BC.5B1BD1DA08800BEF88972E2DC2AC039F9FB3E288%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D84b083bbc14293a2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCAU1tSaWy6uukvbVziCjJZgtfN0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D84b083bbc14293a2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331848335%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DADDD04B61BB91ED0B7B7918E94D5F5C2E8A59BC.5B1BD1DA08800BEF88972E2DC2AC039F9FB3E288%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D84b083bbc14293a2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCAU1tSaWy6uukvbVziCjJZgtfN0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5675455322793243128-7367018575389555082?l=caasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/feeds/7367018575389555082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2009/11/glasses-ponytails-and-rock-stars.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/7367018575389555082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/7367018575389555082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2009/11/glasses-ponytails-and-rock-stars.html' title='Glasses, Ponytails, and Rock Stars'/><author><name>Cole and Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862565511703085666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvobQ1MeUqI/AAAAAAAAAEM/TbJsAoQbsSU/s72-c/100_0363.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675455322793243128.post-6480562915616376361</id><published>2009-11-08T18:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T18:59:59.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sickness and a Soup Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SveBwrCJLiI/AAAAAAAAADE/C67fBV_dGVU/s1600-h/100_0305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SveBwrCJLiI/AAAAAAAAADE/C67fBV_dGVU/s320/100_0305.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401928951239618082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well this past week was Hannah's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;first day&lt;/span&gt; of Pre-K Preschool here in Laramie. She goes 3 days a week (MWF) from 830-2. That is a long day for a little girl who is used to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;taking naps!&lt;/span&gt; Good news is she loved it. There are 10 kids in her class and she has a wonderful teacher! It's a really great school too and I think it is really going to prepare her for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Kindergarten.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;After she was done on Monday we picked her up and went as a family to the rec center. It is a really &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;cool place!&lt;/span&gt; There is a jungle gym and a lazy river. The kids thought it was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt; so we have made a plan to go at least once a week on the days Cole is off of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SveBXoiY8hI/AAAAAAAAAC8/pJWbQT5Vv8M/s1600-h/100_0323.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/_HxC359IXSoU/SveBXoiY8hI/AAAAAAAAAC8/pJWbQT5Vv8M/s320/100_0323.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401928521072833042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids are doing great. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Lillian&lt;/span&gt; is continuing to grow like a weed! (A very chubby one :-) She loves to eat Gerber Chicken Noodle Dinner, and she is addicted to the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;banana&lt;/span&gt; puffs. She now sits up all by herself to play, AND she said &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;MAMA&lt;/span&gt; the other day. I swear! Cole even heard it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SveBCKeAg9I/AAAAAAAAAC0/JFe8FnVUU2k/s1600-h/100_0334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SveBCKeAg9I/AAAAAAAAAC0/JFe8FnVUU2k/s320/100_0334.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401928152224138194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So on Tuesday I started to have a headache around 2pm and by the end of the day it was so bad I threw up and thought I was going to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;die&lt;/span&gt; (not literally). The headache continued the rest of the week. It was worse when I stood so I spent the last few days lying down being&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; lazy&lt;/span&gt; to keep the headache at bay. Today I felt somewhat better. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;THANK GOODNESS&lt;/span&gt;! The headache is not completely gone but I think it is going away. Anyways, I felt like I needed some soup. So I made my favorite: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;French Onion&lt;/span&gt;! It was my first time making it and it was soooo good!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SveAnBoTksI/AAAAAAAAACs/wruaNORpWeM/s1600-h/100_0353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SveAnBoTksI/AAAAAAAAACs/wruaNORpWeM/s320/100_0353.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401927685994943170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/Svd_tDZYZlI/AAAAAAAAACk/SdgaM1DKEsI/s1600-h/100_0354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/Svd_tDZYZlI/AAAAAAAAACk/SdgaM1DKEsI/s320/100_0354.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401926690036803154" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5675455322793243128-6480562915616376361?l=caasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/feeds/6480562915616376361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2009/11/sickness-and-soup-day.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/6480562915616376361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/6480562915616376361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2009/11/sickness-and-soup-day.html' title='Sickness and a Soup Day'/><author><name>Cole and Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862565511703085666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SveBwrCJLiI/AAAAAAAAADE/C67fBV_dGVU/s72-c/100_0305.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675455322793243128.post-180115652992696324</id><published>2009-11-03T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T21:50:32.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloweenie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;SO, It was Halloween on Saturday. YEAH! Or so I thought. We had this brilliant plan to go downtown Laramie and do Trick-or-Treating at about 2pm and then hit up some houses. THEN we would be home by dark and just chill and pass out candy at our casa. WELL we were given the wrong times for the downtown T.O.T.-ing. BIG PROBLEM. Hannah was straight up ticked. Everyone was in their costumes ready to go, only to return home, fully dressed, to wait for another hour or so. Well they got over it. Cole took the kids out with Glen and his girlfriend Megan while I stayed home to cook a fab dinner. The kids made quite the haul!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I WONT NEED CANDY FOR A VERY LONG TIME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course my kids were the cutest in the whole town...Just see for yourself:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvEUvUt46CI/AAAAAAAAACU/3TjEHwTOtoA/s1600-h/100_0296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvEUvUt46CI/AAAAAAAAACU/3TjEHwTOtoA/s320/100_0296.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400120231441524770" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Lillian the Sheep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvEUiwSCZjI/AAAAAAAAACM/5epzx2OVjsI/s1600-h/100_0293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvEUiwSCZjI/AAAAAAAAACM/5epzx2OVjsI/s320/100_0293.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400120015502599730" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Little Bo Peep and her sheep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvEUZcnseBI/AAAAAAAAACE/hm3OWzJCO10/s1600-h/100_0297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvEUZcnseBI/AAAAAAAAACE/hm3OWzJCO10/s320/100_0297.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400119855605905426" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Batman Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvEUJYahenI/AAAAAAAAAB8/NTFgQuKLjJA/s320/100_0284.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400119579599010418" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Family Photo Op!!!&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/5675455322793243128-180115652992696324?l=caasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/feeds/180115652992696324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloweenie.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/180115652992696324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/180115652992696324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloweenie.html' title='Halloweenie'/><author><name>Cole and Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862565511703085666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SvEUvUt46CI/AAAAAAAAACU/3TjEHwTOtoA/s72-c/100_0296.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675455322793243128.post-4289738876631373062</id><published>2009-10-28T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T13:35:02.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Overdue</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SuiqqEW_sFI/AAAAAAAAABs/R18bceieC00/s320/6925_162899271999_512536999_3277776_4462289_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397751793104957522" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SuiqqEW_sFI/AAAAAAAAABs/R18bceieC00/s1600-h/6925_162899271999_512536999_3277776_4462289_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: bold; font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; We moved!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;We are now residents of Laramie, Wyoming! This is our new house and we are super excited to be out of apartments!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;It was a very quick and stressful move, but we are here and we're &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;LOVING IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;! Today I woke up to many inches of snow, so I am not too excited about the winter that is ahead of us, but I'm being optimistic. I think I will work on my snowman building skills. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;The kids are doing great! Lillian just turned 6 months! I took her to the doctor and she weighs 17lb 15oz and is 27in long. BIG BABY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SuitVQO-P2I/AAAAAAAAAB0/PUs696UpSlQ/s320/8835_162896931999_512536999_3277764_1380493_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397754734050164578" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="text-decoration: underline; font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Hannah and Lucas are great too. They are so excited for Halloween!! I will be sure to post pictures ASAP!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="text-decoration: underline; font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Cole started his job, and so far is liking it! He has had some tough hours since starting, BUT he has 5 days off starting tomorrow! I am super excited to have him home. Thats it for now! More to come later :-) I promise this time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5675455322793243128-4289738876631373062?l=caasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/feeds/4289738876631373062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2009/10/long-overdue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/4289738876631373062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/4289738876631373062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2009/10/long-overdue.html' title='Long Overdue'/><author><name>Cole and Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862565511703085666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SuiqqEW_sFI/AAAAAAAAABs/R18bceieC00/s72-c/6925_162899271999_512536999_3277776_4462289_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675455322793243128.post-3236432889304317031</id><published>2009-09-08T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T20:20:01.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Painting of the Nugget</title><content type='html'>Today we painted the Nugget. For those of you who have no idea what I am talking about, let me fill you in. &lt;div&gt;Last year, Cole got on Craigslist and found us a gem of a camper. It is a 1968 Champion. And let me tell you, it looks like it is from 1968. Brown curtains, yellow/gold floor etc. BUT we scored it for $500 and it is perfect for our little fam. It has&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; a kitchenett, table, bunkbeds, and a small cabinet to store your crap.&lt;/div&gt;This is what the Nugget looked like during our camping trip to the Big Horns last year.(Yes, that is a giant flag on the side. God Bless the USA!!)&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SqccrPgXJOI/AAAAAAAAAA8/IBILewxlBUo/s320/100_2091.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379299809139565794" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SqccNcOPJVI/AAAAAAAAAA0/3UK3ODT6Efk/s320/100_2083.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379299297157129554" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We have enjoyed our little camper and have decided its time for a little remodeling. I found some cheap, stick-on linoleum flooring to cover the old stuff. I also am using a pretty nice bedding set that was given to me. Eventually we are going to take out the cabinets, sand them, and put on a nice coat of paint to freshen up the inside. &lt;div&gt;So, anyways, today we painted the Nugget. Just white, nothing fancy. But we made this a family affair. The kids put on Cole's t-shirts and some gloves and helped us out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SqceacAg0RI/AAAAAAAAABM/DyOexAuBVgY/s320/8831_134769261999_512536999_3022158_960070_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379301719461122322" /&gt;We are going to take the Nugget out tomorrow for a mini-trip. Pictures and blogging to follow. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5675455322793243128-3236432889304317031?l=caasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/feeds/3236432889304317031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2009/09/painting-of-nugget.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/3236432889304317031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/3236432889304317031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2009/09/painting-of-nugget.html' title='The Painting of the Nugget'/><author><name>Cole and Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862565511703085666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SqccrPgXJOI/AAAAAAAAAA8/IBILewxlBUo/s72-c/100_2091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675455322793243128.post-5268743624550140495</id><published>2009-09-07T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T19:05:54.088-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NCLEX'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='florida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maryland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='airplane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='virginia'/><title type='text'>Blogging...is it really for me?</title><content type='html'>So, we have decided to start a blog. Life is moving on, well hopefully, and we'd like to keep everyone up to date on the happenings in our life. Here are things as of now:&lt;div&gt;Cole took his NCLEX a few days ago and PASSED!! We are very excited and are hoping to find a job soon after he gets his license number. I would like to move close to my mom in Florida, but we are also open to other places. It all depends on the job type and how good his paycheck is going to look. We have been living in the camper out at Coles parents house all summer and are very much looking forward to having a bigger place. I told cole that now our camper living can be an adventure and not a lifestyle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for me, I am enjoying my time at home with the kids. I just got back from a two week vacation out east to visit my family. What an adventure! Cole wasn't able to come with us so I flew on an airplane all alone with all three kiddos. This is not something for the feint of heart. We left from Denver on the 7th and took a 3 1/2 hour flight to Baltimore. During the flight, Lucas threw a screaming fit, Hannah cried because she couldn't have any more chocolate, and the baby spit up all over me. Longest flight of my life! BUT we got there alive. My Grammy and Mom met us at the airport and we spent a few days visiting in Virginia. Then my brother Jake came and picked us up so we could spend the weekend in Maryland. We had a lot of fun visiting the Vincent family! We got to have crab, shrimp, and some delicious crab cakes our first night there. The kids had fun playing with Kyle and Alyssa, and I had fun playing with my little bro :-) On the last day there, we went to Gettysburg to soak up some good ol' American history. The eastern countryside is so beautiful. I never get tired of all those trees. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When it was time to go, we got on another airplane and took a two hour flight to Florida to visit GiGi (my mom, a.k.a. TheTMorgan) . This flight was very pleasant...my kids slept the whole time. I even had to wake them when we landed. AND the plane had wireless! I spent the whole flight chatting with Cole and my mom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our FL vacation was tons of fun. We spent every day possible at the pool and even took a day trip to Daytona Beach. Hannah is a huge fan of the water. She has this awesome suit that has floaties built in the suit so she was free to run and play. I was not ready to leave at the end of the week but Cole was missing his family and we missed him too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The flight home was pretty good. The only time I struggled was when Lucas had to go #2 and Hannah had to pee at the same time. It was quite a site; me with all 3 kids attempting to fit into the airplane lavatory... well we made it home and Cole was glad to have us.&lt;/div&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/_HxC359IXSoU/SqW7sG-KvzI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YzZIeRwJVBo/s320/8831_134171946999_512536999_3013680_142418_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378911696423927602" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucas is getting to be quite the little man. He is wild and sometimes quite crazy, but we love him all the same. He has such a sweet heart and can be the sweetest little boy, then turn around and punch you in the face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SqW6MCIPMmI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fclzy0W3z34/s320/6571_128144381999_512536999_2931906_1200650_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378910045856543330" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hannah is sad that she cant be in the same preschool this year. She loved going to school twice a week and being with her friends. I am going to do a mommy and me preschool with some ladies from church until we leave Powell. When we get settled wherever we go, I am going to do home preschool to get her ready to go to Kindergarten next year. She can already write most of her name and can recognize some letters. I think she will be plenty smart come next September. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SqW5rKLLGSI/AAAAAAAAAAc/SjNATU8l7yU/s320/8831_134167126999_512536999_3013593_6667604_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378909481080658210" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lillian is doing great! She is such a happy baby. I took her to her 4 month check-up and she weighs 15 pounds!!! The doc told us we can go ahead and start giving her cereal and try and get her to sleep thru the night. We did the cereal, and she LOVED it!! She ate the whole bowl I made her and I am sure she would have eaten more. As for the sleeping thru the night, I think I am going to wait until she has her own room. The camper is a little small to let a baby cry in the night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry this post is so long. I am hoping to make this a regular thing so I wont have to play catch-up like this every time.&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/5675455322793243128-5268743624550140495?l=caasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/feeds/5268743624550140495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2009/09/bloggingis-it-really-for-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/5268743624550140495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675455322793243128/posts/default/5268743624550140495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caasay.blogspot.com/2009/09/bloggingis-it-really-for-me.html' title='Blogging...is it really for me?'/><author><name>Cole and Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862565511703085666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxC359IXSoU/SqW7sG-KvzI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YzZIeRwJVBo/s72-c/8831_134171946999_512536999_3013680_142418_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
