<?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-16907917</id><updated>2012-01-26T18:38:14.830-06:00</updated><title type='text'>love from momma</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>697</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-7145452155501538409</id><published>2012-01-26T14:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T14:04:00.402-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Liebster Blog Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No matter the situation or reason, we all LOVE being rewarded and appreciated! It is especially nice in the blog world because you never really know who reads... unless they comment, of course! I know I get alot of traffic on my blog, but not everyone comments. So to be rewarded for sometimes feeling like I talk to myself is pretty awesome! Ha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--_bcywSF530/TyGuQsUPU9I/AAAAAAAAJ6k/Zu0fRzcRMoo/s1600/liebster-award.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--_bcywSF530/TyGuQsUPU9I/AAAAAAAAJ6k/Zu0fRzcRMoo/s1600/liebster-award.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was nominated for the Liebster Blog Award by Rachae and Janelle from &lt;a href="http://howtofallinloveeveryday.blogspot.com/"&gt;How To Fall in Love&lt;/a&gt;. Thank you girls so much! You two are hilarious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--S4_JQjF2FA/Tx8Y9uMGfuI/AAAAAAAAJ6c/ThzJ3L6GThc/s1600/howtofallinlove.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="120" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--S4_JQjF2FA/Tx8Y9uMGfuI/AAAAAAAAJ6c/ThzJ3L6GThc/s400/howtofallinlove.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you haven't heard, the Liebster Blog Award is to recognize newer blogs, with less than 200 followers. This gives us all the opportunity to talk about the blogs we love while helping our own blogs grow too. &lt;/div&gt;The rules for the award are: 1. Thank your Liebster Blog Award presenter on your blog. 2. Link back to the blogger who awarded/nominated you. 3. Copy and paste the blog award to your blog. 4. Reveal your top 5 blog picks! 5. Drop by your top 5 picks and let them know you chose them by commenting on their blog! Here are my top 5 picks: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://theaverittfam.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Averitt Fam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Jill has a sweet, sweet little girl that reminds me so much of H as she gets older! I also love to hear Jill's Christian parenting ways! I always feel peace after&amp;nbsp;reading her blog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wolfsonsafari.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wolf's on Safari&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Great momma blog about her babies! I love momma blogs and seeing what other kids are up to! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4ourhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our Happily Ever After&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Another great momma blog! Jessica has two of the cutest babies, and I always want to ask for Ms A's clothes! Adorable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://journeywiththejenks.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Journey with the Jenks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - I have read this blog for a long time! Another great momma blog! Can you tell I love them?! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theschulerfam.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Schuler Family&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - I have followed Erin's blog about the longest of any blog. She is also an amazing photographer so I love to see her pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And because this is my momma blog and I cannot get enough of this little girl, a quick video to show you our evenings.... poor baby bear!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/fNmpnuO_f8A?fs=1" width="459"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-7145452155501538409?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/7145452155501538409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=7145452155501538409&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/7145452155501538409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/7145452155501538409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2012/01/liebster-blog-award.html' title='Liebster Blog Award'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--_bcywSF530/TyGuQsUPU9I/AAAAAAAAJ6k/Zu0fRzcRMoo/s72-c/liebster-award.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-5669627598439617062</id><published>2012-01-25T15:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T13:37:36.268-06:00</updated><title type='text'>wilw  /  wssw</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What I'm Loving Wednesday...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This sweet, sweet boy! My bed partner... or one of them! I just love him to pieces! {he needs a hair cut asap!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/25/2240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/25/s_2240.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm loving that daddy took Had to Little Gym last night while I went to a meeting. He said she was perfect! They even went out to a sit down dinner (which wasn't fast food) all by themselves! Daddy was BRAVE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/25/2241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/25/s_2241.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm loving my AWESOME husband! Remember how I was complaining about laundry yesterday?! Well... I didn't get home from my meeting until close to 9PM so daddy and H did FOUR loads of laundry! And two were put away! AND... daddy had given H a bath and they were eating a snack waiting on me to get home so I could kiss her face and put her to bed myself! I swear those two are the best thing EVER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/25/2242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/25/s_2242.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm loving H's daycare as they all send me random texts through the day with pictures of my silly girl! Hadlea LOVES Ms Kelsey! They are just so great about keeping me up to date and making me feel apart of Hadlea's day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/25/2243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/25/s_2243.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What She's Saying Wednesday...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I couldn't make this stuff up if I tried! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I wanna go shopping"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - music to a shoppin' lovin' momma's ears! Anytime we are about to leave the house, she asks to go shopping. I wasn't sure one morning if she 'KNEW' what shopping was, so I asked her what she wanted to go shopping for. Her response, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I wanna shop for one toy".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; She knew exactly! Hilarious! Justin and I think it is so funny because she hardly even asks for toys at the store. Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It's okay baby, I be wight there!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; -&amp;nbsp; Her response to her babies lately. Do I tell her to hold on often?! I guess so! Ha!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She is on her way to become a world class singer! Ha! ...or so she thinks! These days she 'sings' anything she hears on the tv or radio. I am not sure of the words most of the time, but her bouncing head and body sure do give it away! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-5669627598439617062?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/5669627598439617062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=5669627598439617062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/5669627598439617062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/5669627598439617062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2012/01/wilw-what-shes-saying-wednesday.html' title='wilw  /  wssw'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-169607245487342387</id><published>2012-01-24T13:14:00.049-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T13:48:52.789-06:00</updated><title type='text'>bike ride, a walk and parenting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Days like yesterday make me want to be a SAHM momma SO bad! Although I choose to work, sometimes I feel so guilty about the choice I make. But in the long run (once H is in school), I know it will be the best decision. It is just so hard to convince myself of that after days like yesterday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After daddy and H got home and I finished working, we all headed out on a bike ride! It was a nice day! H normally runs straight to the kitchen for a snack when she gets home, but after asking if she wanted to go on a bike ride, she was not about to chance asking for a snack! (although we did fix her one to take with us. we didn't let her starve! ha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/23/3316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/23/s_3316.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After our ride, we headed out on a walk with Berkley! H is very into walking&amp;nbsp;B on his leash. I am pretty sure Berkley would rather one of us do it as she is constantly telling him to STOP and GO! Poor guy! He listens so well and does exactly what she says, but by the end, I am pretty sure he doesn't know which way to turn! Thankfully, he is just so happy about being out on a walk! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/23/3317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/23/s_3317.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H IS FLYING!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{yes. that is exactly what she is doing in this picture. not sure how you could be confused?! I mean, doesn't that look like a flying 2 year old?! Where do they come up with this stuff?? As we were walking, she leaned to one side and said, "take my picture of my flying". her exact works! i now have about 30 pictures of this on my phone. she insisted. and we had to stop and look at every single one!}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/23/3318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/23/s_3318.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Once we got home and had dinner, we took baths. She asked for a snack while we read books. Her choice of snack.... a piece of bread?! Who is this kid and where did she come from!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/23/3310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/23/s_3310.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And while we were reading books, I guess I "bit two of her fangas (pronounced fang-as. aka fingers). Yep, I got set in time out for biting two of Hadlea's fingers. Thankfully after about 5 minutes, I was able to get up! Atleast she let me keep my phone! Ha! {and excuse my hair of a mess... we had been outside, remember! :) }&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/23/3311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/23/s_3311.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Her sweet imagination grows more and more everyday! She was SO much fun last night... which makes me want to spend every waking moment with her! Now... the tantrum evenings, I like to hand her over to daddy! Ha! JK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hadlea is hell on wheels. She never slows down. She keeps us on our toes. She is not a kid to sit and play with anything for too long. Which totally blows my mind as I thought that's how all first borns were. I WAS WRONG. Oh the things we think we 'KNOW' before having a real human of our own to parent!! But no matter how many times I have stuck my foot in my mouth or how many times I KNOW I will be proven wrong over the next several years, I am so thankful to get the chance to make these memories with her. I can only do what I think is best for her... even if that means doing things I said I would NEVER do! Everything is worth watching a 2 year old fly... even if she has to tell me what she is doing... and proving me wrong because I thought she was just leaning over! Ha! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to keep it real... I thought I would always be 'that' mom to have it all together, to remember everything &lt;em&gt;(I used to get so mad at my mom when she wouldn't remember something. sorry momma&lt;/em&gt;!), to never get frustrated and raise my voice, to never take something out on my husband and to ALWAYS stay on top of my laundry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/24/2100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/24/s_2100.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am again WRONG! In a big way this time! There is a laundry basket under there somewhere. And this is less than a weeks work of laundry. And this is only Justin and I's laundry. H has her own basket! Oh there is not a sad enough face to put on the end of this paragraph! Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Parenting is tough. I honestly never knew.&amp;nbsp;I sometimes want to write REALLY long posts on my thoughts on it, but I never do. We all have our own ways. I see some ways that people parent that I want to copy. I see some ways people parent that make me never want to discipline H again because I feel so sorry for those poor kids that get screamed at over and over again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I can only do what works for our family. And works for my larger than life attitude of a 2 year old! Ha! I sometimes feel like I am a great parent. Other times, I think I do an awful job, which makes me feel guilty and then tell my husband that I do not think we are worthy of trying to raise another human. I know this is SO not true. I know deep down in my heart that I am a great mother. I have some awesome examples out there to learn from. I am sure we all go through this. Or I hope! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We talk about having baby #2. I still don't think we are ready. I always wanted to have one by the time H turned 3. That would mean I need to get prego SOON. It is NOT happening! Which again... makes me feel SO guilty! Everyone around us is having babies. Many of my friends that have babies around H's age or even younger already have #2 or are pregnant. It is a constant battle in my mind as to what&amp;nbsp;we should do. I can definitely tell you when I think too much about it, I feel guilty. Guilty because I do not want to deprive Hadlea of a close brother or sister. Guilty that I am NOT ready. I would have to say this is my number one thing to pray about right now. I am just so divided. And I think mostly because I feel guilty over my own decision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am really not sure how we went from bike riding, to walking a dog to the guiltiness I sometimes feel over my parenting abilities. But I did... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not sure how many are still reading... Ha! This was completely random. But thanks for listening! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-169607245487342387?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/169607245487342387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=169607245487342387&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/169607245487342387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/169607245487342387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2012/01/bike-ride-and-walk.html' title='bike ride, a walk and parenting'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-4971959205913844395</id><published>2012-01-23T14:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T14:50:32.458-06:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This past weekend my cousin from Kansas and her family came down to spend the weekend. This trip has been in the making for 3 years now! Our husbands have been planning a wild hog hunt and every year something came up that we couldn't get together! This past October we set a date and we are all DETERMINED to make it work this year! ....and I am SO glad we did!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I took a total of FOUR pictures all weekend! All we did was play in our pj's and made a Chili's run for lunch! Other than that, we just caught up and played with the kiddos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_d-BobDWTTw/Tx3F3FAx8yI/AAAAAAAAJ6E/ifRCVhIPB54/s1600/Jan21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="190" nfa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_d-BobDWTTw/Tx3F3FAx8yI/AAAAAAAAJ6E/ifRCVhIPB54/s640/Jan21.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hadlea and her Anna Gwace (Anna Grace)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ljVrzu3fACI/Tx3F5XaCpVI/AAAAAAAAJ6M/_dxKvXUOi5A/s1600/IMG_6220a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" nfa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ljVrzu3fACI/Tx3F5XaCpVI/AAAAAAAAJ6M/_dxKvXUOi5A/s640/IMG_6220a.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Anna, Harvey and Zac gave their complete and undivided attention to Hadlea. She was in heaven! She loved every minute of having them here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Michele,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I can honestly not think you all enough for making the drive! It meant so much to have our families together! We cannot wait to see you all again VERY soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;After they all left, we heard&amp;nbsp;"Where Anna Gwace go?",&amp;nbsp;"Where Harvey and Zac go?" no less than 100 times.&amp;nbsp;We then decided to take a drive and find dinner... hoping that would make H stop asking&amp;nbsp;where everyone went! Obviously she wasn't feeling special enough! Ha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VsS4Y1CaMNQ/Tx3F6NdHF2I/AAAAAAAAJ6U/7bznn1e1qw4/s1600/Jan22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="344" nfa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VsS4Y1CaMNQ/Tx3F6NdHF2I/AAAAAAAAJ6U/7bznn1e1qw4/s640/Jan22.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She is just so funny and happy these days! So very thankful today for my sweet little family along with relationships that seem to just pick up where they left off! I may not get to talk to Michele daily or weekly, but our relationship is always there... such an amazing feeling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-4971959205913844395?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/4971959205913844395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=4971959205913844395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/4971959205913844395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/4971959205913844395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2012/01/weekend.html' title='weekend'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_d-BobDWTTw/Tx3F3FAx8yI/AAAAAAAAJ6E/ifRCVhIPB54/s72-c/Jan21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-730783894423609875</id><published>2012-01-22T21:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T21:25:54.084-06:00</updated><title type='text'>joining the church choir</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In my 30 years of existing, I have NEVER joined a fan club. Even back in those days of NKOTB and N'Sync.... even though I probably&amp;nbsp;had 100+ of their posters in my room at some point, I never joined their fan clubs! But this year, I joined my very first fan club.... which is ever so cleverly called The Church Choir! I literally think my husband thought I was going crazy when I told him! Ha! But, they were offering meet and greets at the concert we were going to, and I was SO getting my chance at meeting Eric Church!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eric's music has been around for quite some time, but it wasn't until I went to my first concert where he was opening that I fell in love! He is an amazing performer! He is so engaging and personable. I knew once he became his own headliner that the concerts would be more of a production... and I was SO right!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kOI_5RsANRk/TxzJmgpZETI/AAAAAAAAJ5k/iFTkvrJuNHs/s1600/IMG_6201a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" nfa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kOI_5RsANRk/TxzJmgpZETI/AAAAAAAAJ5k/iFTkvrJuNHs/s640/IMG_6201a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Everything he did had meaning... it was a great show!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-51ciQdawpS4/TxzJpwoG7CI/AAAAAAAAJ5s/TY6Goh_OOYY/s1600/IMG_6197a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" nfa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-51ciQdawpS4/TxzJpwoG7CI/AAAAAAAAJ5s/TY6Goh_OOYY/s640/IMG_6197a.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And I guess having great friends to experience it with was pretty great too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me w/ Alissa / Taran / Stephanie /&amp;nbsp;G and Justin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sUgArZjoTVE/TxzJrsDVRoI/AAAAAAAAJ58/k8aGRjdnVOE/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="294" nfa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sUgArZjoTVE/TxzJrsDVRoI/AAAAAAAAJ58/k8aGRjdnVOE/s640/Picnik+collage.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you have never listened to Eric's music, I would definitely recommend going &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/ericchurch?blend=6&amp;amp;ob=video-mustangbase"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; and checking some out! I promise, you will NOT be disappointed no matter what you listen to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My all time favorite song "Springsteen", you can find &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6iXPlJHKB1g"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-730783894423609875?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/730783894423609875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=730783894423609875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/730783894423609875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/730783894423609875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2012/01/joining-church-choir.html' title='joining the church choir'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kOI_5RsANRk/TxzJmgpZETI/AAAAAAAAJ5k/iFTkvrJuNHs/s72-c/IMG_6201a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-4795268061105123614</id><published>2012-01-19T14:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T14:54:45.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'>TLG, Celebrating &amp; EC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tuesday night we had Little Gym! H is a MONSTER at the gym! She doesn't want to pay attention or follow in line... she just wants to run as fast as possible and hit every single station! Thankfully for their class, the teachers tell the parents it is fine for them to run free and do what they want. Once they move up, it will become more structured. However, H is usually 1 of maybe 2 or 3 others that don't follow in line. She is just one WILD and BUSY child!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But really... this DOES NOT get old to watch! That girl is STRONG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/19/2161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/19/s_2161.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;walking the balance beam and taking a rest on the balance beam! :-)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/19/2162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/19/s_2162.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wednesday, I took off early to take H to the doctor. She just hasn't been herself, and I was convinced her allergies were out of control! The dr thinks she has a sinus infection. It is possible, but I am not sold on it. I am trying some different allergy medicine.... guess we will see!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Once we got home, Riley, Hannah and Aunt Leslie came over! The birthday boy wanted CFA for dinner! Who am I to tell him NO?! Ha! Love me some CFA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/19/2163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/19/s_2163.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;After CFA, it was yogurt time at Cherry Berry!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/19/2164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/19/s_2164.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Once we got home, we updated their new iPhones and then listened to some music. Hannah, Had and I danced around! LOVE those two girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/19/2166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/19/s_2166.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hannah wanted a lemon to eat, so guess who wanted one too?! We got lots of laughs out of their faces!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/19/2167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/19/s_2167.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, Nana is coming to stay and daddy and I and 4 friends are headed to Fort Smith AR to see Eric Church! If you have never listened to his music, you are missing out! If you have never seen him in concert, you are missing out! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This will be our 3rd time to see him in less than 2 years, and we will see him again next month! He never really gets old! I just LOVE, LOVE him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/19/2217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/19/s_2217.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;More on him tomorrow... after the concert! :-)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-4795268061105123614?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/4795268061105123614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=4795268061105123614&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/4795268061105123614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/4795268061105123614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2012/01/tlg-celebrating-ec.html' title='TLG, Celebrating &amp; EC'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-5575239662987909544</id><published>2012-01-18T11:51:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T11:54:41.626-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Riley!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, my very first baby &lt;strike&gt;nephew&lt;/strike&gt; turns 10 years old! It seems like yesterday that we got up bright and early and headed to the hospital for my SIL to be induced. She wasn't even my SIL at the time, and I think Justin and I had only been together about 4 months, but I knew after those 4 months, I wasn't going anywhere.&amp;nbsp;And I guess&amp;nbsp;my SIL did too, as she invited me to be in the room when Riley was born.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This was my first experience with a live birth. I ABOUT DIED... there is&amp;nbsp;just not enough warning for&amp;nbsp;that stuff...&amp;nbsp;and everyone still likes to make jokes about it to this day! Ha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember that day like it was yesterday, and it is a memory that will thankfully never go away! My heart just about exploded when I seen his sweet face for the first time &lt;strike&gt;which was right after I counted all of his fingers and toes to make sure they were intact&lt;/strike&gt;!! He has always been my best little friend! He makes me more proud than he will ever know! He gave me the nickname 'Hova' since he couldn't say Heather, and it has always stuck! He just makes me feel so darn special!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE to give Riley a hard time. He is so much fun and is so good at taking jokes! I always bug him&amp;nbsp;about&amp;nbsp;his little girlfriends. I always threaten to come find them!&amp;nbsp;I tell him I want to be his first date when he turns 16. I tell him to never be embarrassed by the crazy aunt that shows up at his functions. I tell him he can always move in with me if he can convince his momma to let him! Ha! I constantly tell him how much I love him and to never outgrow me! One thing I can never tell him enough is how much he means to me! He was the first piece of my heart to get up and walk on two legs. He may not by MY baby, but words can just not express how much I love him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see Riley interact with Hadlea is THE MOST precious thing ever! He loves her and the feelings are VERY mutual. Most 10 year old boys are all about their friends, but he never hesitates to give her attention and talk to her in the sweetest little voice ever! I have no doubt that they will be always be the best of friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find some of my favorite pictures from over the years &lt;a href="http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/01/9-years-ear-infections.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; on last year's post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IvRzcnxiMag/TxTmx6EKTMI/AAAAAAAAJ4k/-A0GMAP5PCc/s1600/IMG_6170a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="332" kba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IvRzcnxiMag/TxTmx6EKTMI/AAAAAAAAJ4k/-A0GMAP5PCc/s400/IMG_6170a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Riley Biley,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love you so much sweet boy! I am so proud of the young man you have become. Thank you so much for letting me be a part of your life. I am so glad you love to come stay with me... even if these days it is&amp;nbsp;to come see Haddie&amp;nbsp;Mae! :-) I cannot wait to&amp;nbsp;watch you grow up. You have so much potential, and I know&amp;nbsp;you will do great things! I still want that first date when you turn 16... that is NOT a joke!&amp;nbsp;And yes, you have to buy! Ha!&amp;nbsp;I hope you have your greatest birthday yet!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aunt Hova&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His birthday party was very cute! Skulls. Definitely right up my alley! :-) There were 16 kids. Oh.My.Goodness those kids were adorable! And hilarious! I LOVED seeing him interact with his friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pPVLvV5Obas/TxTmy-APlGI/AAAAAAAAJ4s/zmywHNwbCzc/s1600/Picnik+collagea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" kba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pPVLvV5Obas/TxTmy-APlGI/AAAAAAAAJ4s/zmywHNwbCzc/s640/Picnik+collagea.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was such a beautiful day so the kids were able to play outside! H was all about that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7e0OT-7TBrg/TxTm2GP4riI/AAAAAAAAJ40/0eaJgOovS-Q/s400/IMG_6174a.jpg" width="293" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Riley!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We cannot wait to see you tonight and celebrate on your actual birthday!&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/16907917-5575239662987909544?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/5575239662987909544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=5575239662987909544&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/5575239662987909544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/5575239662987909544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2012/01/happy-birthday-riley.html' title='Happy Birthday, Riley!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IvRzcnxiMag/TxTmx6EKTMI/AAAAAAAAJ4k/-A0GMAP5PCc/s72-c/IMG_6170a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-5173542657320556736</id><published>2012-01-17T12:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T12:33:01.329-06:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend and talkative tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We had a fun filled weekend... what else is new?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uncle Alan and Aunt Amanda picked up H from daycare Friday afternoon and took her to Chuck E. Cheese. She LOVED it! ...obviously by that sweet &lt;strike&gt;hilarious&lt;/strike&gt; face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/16/3070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/16/s_3070.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Once Justin and I got off of work, we picked up dinner and headed to their house to eat. We spent the evening just chatting and playing with H. Uncle Jake was there too so I got in some good brother time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saturday morning, we got up and headed to my nephew's 10th birthday part! To get to their house, we have to drive through the town where Justin and I first lived as a married couple. We always drive by our very first home! ...sad to see that it has kind of gone down hill, but I LOVED this house! We always talk about how we wish we could have picked it up, moved it to the country and fixed it up! Such great newlywed memories!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/16/3072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/16/s_3072.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Riley had an awesome 10th birthday party! More on that tomorrow on his actual birthday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nC2yk8RVJJ4/TxW7TXKAzkI/AAAAAAAAJ5M/z7AmL0YDJu8/s1600/IMG_6170a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="332" kba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nC2yk8RVJJ4/TxW7TXKAzkI/AAAAAAAAJ5M/z7AmL0YDJu8/s400/IMG_6170a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saturday evening we decided to go to the hockey game with some friends! Hadlea and Trevin thought it was the greatest thing ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/16/3071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/16/s_3071.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They ate enough popcorn for 5 people and couldn't stop watching the game! They also danced to the music... definitely entertainment to the people around us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-74OajvG0a-k/TxTyEbNStvI/AAAAAAAAJ5E/GWGFnCxdcW8/s1600/Picnik+collage+Jan14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="322" kba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-74OajvG0a-k/TxTyEbNStvI/AAAAAAAAJ5E/GWGFnCxdcW8/s640/Picnik+collage+Jan14.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sunday morning, we got up and headed to church! I swear... she is like my own personal dress-up doll! Eeeekkkk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4aOntWBOs20/TxTxKxJGOGI/AAAAAAAAJ48/1VsYMfKEQeg/s1600/Picnik+collage+Jan15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="392" kba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4aOntWBOs20/TxTxKxJGOGI/AAAAAAAAJ48/1VsYMfKEQeg/s640/Picnik+collage+Jan15.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Then it was to lunch and daddy headed out to meet some guys to fish. H and I went home for nap time and then once daddy got home, we had friends over for dinner. Since Uncle Jake was in town he also stopped by! We cooked out steaks and played with H!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Talkative Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the past, I did 'What She's Saying Wednesday', but I have another post for tomorrow &lt;em&gt;{since it's some little boy's&amp;nbsp;birthday}&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;so I decided to post a few things Hadlea is saying... so here is your Talkative Tuesday! Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh Ma Gawsh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - And yes, you need to say it&amp;nbsp; VERY southern! This is what she is saying to her babies. "Oh Ma Gawsh, baby. It's o-tay. Oh Ma Gawsh." &lt;em&gt;hilarious!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I thought H was down for a nap last week,&amp;nbsp;Justin and I were watching&amp;nbsp;tv and&amp;nbsp;hear &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"oh yucky. me poop my pants. oh yucky. daddy says dats awesome."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; We listened and laughed for a good 5 mins! Not sure what daddy teaches her when I'm not around!? :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enough!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Hadlea's answer to everything when she wants you to stop. This is &lt;em&gt;awesome&lt;/em&gt; to parent! :-) Example: Justin was chasing Berkley around the house one afternoon. Berkley was barking. She tells Justin, "Daddy. Enough. Don't scare Berkley anymore!".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-5173542657320556736?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/5173542657320556736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=5173542657320556736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/5173542657320556736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/5173542657320556736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2012/01/weekend-and-talkative-tuesday.html' title='weekend and talkative tuesday'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nC2yk8RVJJ4/TxW7TXKAzkI/AAAAAAAAJ5M/z7AmL0YDJu8/s72-c/IMG_6170a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-6586039039401530293</id><published>2012-01-16T21:32:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T21:34:45.044-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a day with my baby girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;MLK Day = a day off for most unless your customer isn't off! :-(&amp;nbsp;However, I only had to work a few hours to do some reporting. Other than that, I had an awesome day! ...an awesome day on LITTLE sleep! Hadlea has been having terrible allergies. Just before bed her eyes started matting and continued to do so all night. I think I finally went to sleep after 4AM, after getting up many times to clean her eyes. She was so good during all of it. I just felt AWFUL for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After we got up around 8, I gave her some allergy medicine and waited to see how she was feeling. She was in a great mood so I took her to daycare and headed to my massage, which I had previously planned! Yeah! It was AWESOME and much needed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my massage, I picked her up and we headed to the park. This is her new 'cheese' face. Expect to see it ALOT going forward! Ha! Berkley got to go with us too... which she LOVED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/16/3073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/16/s_3073.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;20 minutes at the park = not a good idea with allergy issues... her poor eyes! Obviously not the smartest momma moment. *sigh* Can I blame it on little sleep?! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/16/3074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/16/s_3074.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She was NOT happy we had to leave the park so we played in the driveway in her car! She LOVED giving her baby a ride!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/16/3075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/16/s_3075.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We then came in for popsicles... and because momma wouldn't let baby have a popsicle, she got an apple juice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/16/3076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/16/s_3076.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love days like this. Even on little sleep, she was PERFECT... and it was a perfect day for momma!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-6586039039401530293?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/6586039039401530293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=6586039039401530293&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/6586039039401530293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/6586039039401530293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2012/01/day-with-my-baby-girl.html' title='a day with my baby girl'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-4083360369709052305</id><published>2012-01-14T15:31:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T15:32:00.597-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinterest Recipes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What did we ever cook before Pinterest!? (follow me &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/hlkh/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) I have made several things over the last couple of months, and I have been meaning to share them as I made them. Obviously that didn't happen! Ha! So here you go... everything I have tried to make! And not one single failure! Score!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Drool-worthy Strawberry Cake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - I am not a HUGE fan of strawberry cake, but it is my husband's favorite so I made this for him. I do have to say, it was AMAZING! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://southernhospitalityblog.com/drool-worthy-strawberry-cake/"&gt;http://southernhospitalityblog.com/drool-worthy-strawberry-cake/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MxeLANkLwhM/TxHwV0Wx7RI/AAAAAAAAJ3M/SKgE3-yQsrI/s1600/strawberry+cake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MxeLANkLwhM/TxHwV0Wx7RI/AAAAAAAAJ3M/SKgE3-yQsrI/s320/strawberry+cake.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Greatest Queso Ever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - I didn't think this tasted much different than regular queso. I could eat queso everyday, so leaving the cream cheese out will be better for my waistline! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/216102482089202444/"&gt;http://pinterest.com/pin/216102482089202444/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bWLY6NAPGwk/TxHwXUtfsHI/AAAAAAAAJ3U/mSbTINMTodI/s1600/Queso.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" kba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bWLY6NAPGwk/TxHwXUtfsHI/AAAAAAAAJ3U/mSbTINMTodI/s320/Queso.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bacon-Wrapped Li’l Smokies in a Brown Sugar and Maple Glaze&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - I have made these a few times for different parties. Always a hit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/216102482089190649/"&gt;http://pinterest.com/pin/216102482089190649/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOQryFZfQPQ/TxHwYJG81CI/AAAAAAAAJ3c/E-RJPpBZGYg/s1600/bacon+smokies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOQryFZfQPQ/TxHwYJG81CI/AAAAAAAAJ3c/E-RJPpBZGYg/s1600/bacon+smokies.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crockpot Italian Chicken&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - LOVED this! We had this about a month ago and I cannot wait to make it again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/216102482089178807/"&gt;http://pinterest.com/pin/216102482089178807/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kmcy03giPgA/TxHwaesf2aI/AAAAAAAAJ3k/GGryPeCVez8/s1600/italian+chichen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" kba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kmcy03giPgA/TxHwaesf2aI/AAAAAAAAJ3k/GGryPeCVez8/s320/italian+chichen.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 Packet Crockpot&amp;nbsp;Roast &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- I love roast. My husband does not. He will eat it if I make it, but only because there isn't anything else in the house to eat! Ha! However, he did like this. He thought it made the roast alot more moist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/216102482089188928/"&gt;http://pinterest.com/pin/216102482089188928/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6soFSHrtJqo/TxHwfYwFPHI/AAAAAAAAJ4U/4opv9hN4BU4/s1600/roast.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6soFSHrtJqo/TxHwfYwFPHI/AAAAAAAAJ4U/4opv9hN4BU4/s320/roast.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taco Cornbread Casserole&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - This I LOVED too! Need to make it again soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/236255025/"&gt;http://pinterest.com/pin/236255025/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zhsvevcs5r4/TxHwgE-M_JI/AAAAAAAAJ4c/7OFvgAttPTk/s1600/taco+cornbread+casserole.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="246" kba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zhsvevcs5r4/TxHwgE-M_JI/AAAAAAAAJ4c/7OFvgAttPTk/s320/taco+cornbread+casserole.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crockpot Cheesy Chicken Spaghetti&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- We just had this a couple nights again! We loved it. Hadlea did too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/216102482089323085/"&gt;http://pinterest.com/pin/216102482089323085/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5oj2BtDHm5k/TxHwbw-uWII/AAAAAAAAJ30/zW-tHXRLE7U/s1600/chicken%252Bspaghetti-pic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5oj2BtDHm5k/TxHwbw-uWII/AAAAAAAAJ30/zW-tHXRLE7U/s1600/chicken%252Bspaghetti-pic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monkey Bread Muffins&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - These might be my favorite of the entire post! YUM! My advice, make them the day before you need them, but leave them in the pan. All of the goo goes to the and makes them so moist. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/216102482089221653/"&gt;http://pinterest.com/pin/216102482089221653/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-04AuUwjJcag/TxHwdBnEXvI/AAAAAAAAJ4E/2QEYgnmyxtI/s1600/monkey+bread.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" kba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-04AuUwjJcag/TxHwdBnEXvI/AAAAAAAAJ4E/2QEYgnmyxtI/s320/monkey+bread.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chicken Roll Ups&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - I actually didn't make this exact post, but I have made something like this for a long time. This is a weekly meal in our house because everyone loves them. We do chicken and sour cream only. I have never added cheese. Then for a sauce, I use Cream of Chicken soup and a half can of milk. Heat in the microwave and poor on top. Soooo good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/216102482089214681/"&gt;http://pinterest.com/pin/216102482089214681/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PnaN2PFXhww/TxHwbbRL6wI/AAAAAAAAJ3s/W60mJKnUUOQ/s1600/chicken+roll+ups.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" kba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PnaN2PFXhww/TxHwbbRL6wI/AAAAAAAAJ3s/W60mJKnUUOQ/s320/chicken+roll+ups.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chilis Copycat Salsa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - This tastes VERY similar. We really liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/216102482089192438/"&gt;http://pinterest.com/pin/216102482089192438/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rlgLLhxC6KY/TxHwcShnppI/AAAAAAAAJ38/JVmI9U4-iNg/s1600/Chilis+Salsa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rlgLLhxC6KY/TxHwcShnppI/AAAAAAAAJ38/JVmI9U4-iNg/s320/Chilis+Salsa.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Muffin Omelets&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - We made these Christmas morning. Gigi made the sausage the night before so all we had to do was poor in the ingredients in the morning. These were fast and perfect!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/216102482089190208/"&gt;http://pinterest.com/pin/216102482089190208/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-abwSzv7EHp0/TxHwed53l5I/AAAAAAAAJ4M/0uV_1fR8DEE/s1600/muffin+omelets.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" kba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-abwSzv7EHp0/TxHwed53l5I/AAAAAAAAJ4M/0uV_1fR8DEE/s320/muffin+omelets.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There you go! If you 'pin', leave me your link or let me know if you have posted about the recipes or crafts you have made! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-4083360369709052305?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/4083360369709052305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=4083360369709052305&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/4083360369709052305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/4083360369709052305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/12/pinterest-recipes.html' title='Pinterest Recipes'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MxeLANkLwhM/TxHwV0Wx7RI/AAAAAAAAJ3M/SKgE3-yQsrI/s72-c/strawberry+cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-3064984744814431628</id><published>2012-01-12T16:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T16:23:53.108-06:00</updated><title type='text'>snow and playroom update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We got our first snow last night. Not sure what it is about snow, but I turn into a little kid and hope and pray that it brings a snow day! Not that it helps me at all since I work out of my house, but I will take any excuse I can give my customers as to why my daughter is home with me &lt;strike&gt;and annoying them on conference calls&lt;/strike&gt;! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We just received a small dusting... but enough to make me break out the hot chocolate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9tFUuaMZDEg/Tw9Pkn6OKqI/AAAAAAAAJ24/3LzUbdQN3pE/s1600/IMG_2071a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9tFUuaMZDEg/Tw9Pkn6OKqI/AAAAAAAAJ24/3LzUbdQN3pE/s400/IMG_2071a.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went to get my hair cut before it started snowing so when I got home someone was WIRED from being home with daddy &lt;strike&gt;and eating way too many sugar cookies that they made&lt;/strike&gt;! &lt;em&gt;{and yes, you read that part right! daddy and H made sugar cookies while I was gone. Such a good daddy he is!}&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;She was ALL about taking some pictures... especially of her babies! She would say, "sit wight there baby. Say cheese. Oh good job baby. You so cute!" Talk about melting my heart! &amp;lt;3!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xKe8-Q2nHmc/Tw9Pm_hYs4I/AAAAAAAAJ3A/bMvo4mh3q5g/s1600/IMG_6142a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xKe8-Q2nHmc/Tw9Pm_hYs4I/AAAAAAAAJ3A/bMvo4mh3q5g/s400/IMG_6142a.jpg" width="286" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;After she went to bed, daddy and I did some work to the playroom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--jiww3tlxTA/Tw9NgJGPIhI/AAAAAAAAJ10/3B4EVSiLakc/s1600/IMG_6143a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--jiww3tlxTA/Tw9NgJGPIhI/AAAAAAAAJ10/3B4EVSiLakc/s400/IMG_6143a.jpg" width="295" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We added 2 turquoise storage ottomans and bookshelves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mtZvmOht1uI/Tw9Nw-zsqhI/AAAAAAAAJ2g/dKSJerDulMA/s1600/IMG_2068a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mtZvmOht1uI/Tw9Nw-zsqhI/AAAAAAAAJ2g/dKSJerDulMA/s400/IMG_2068a.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Of course I found the bookshelf idea off of &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/216102482089209380/"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;! :-) My friend Taran made them. {I still need to&amp;nbsp;add the hot pink fringe to them!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4vas8XTjxiQ/Tw9NulRS0ZI/AAAAAAAAJ2Y/J9k1SUIWkRg/s1600/IMG_2066a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4vas8XTjxiQ/Tw9NulRS0ZI/AAAAAAAAJ2Y/J9k1SUIWkRg/s400/IMG_2066a.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We took the closet door off and added shelves. {Do not look at the top shelf. More organization to come there! Ha!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dJXkXGA-tcI/Tw9NrKxfkKI/AAAAAAAAJ2Q/JMQoYeN6UDM/s1600/IMG_6144a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dJXkXGA-tcI/Tw9NrKxfkKI/AAAAAAAAJ2Q/JMQoYeN6UDM/s400/IMG_6144a.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;My friend Taran also made me a curtain to go on the back of the kitchen. I wanted to add color because I chose not to get a colored kitchen, which was a decision that took most of last year to make! Ha! I really wanted pink, but was afraid baby #2 might be a boy! I'm loving the way it turned out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aJWetz_nPlI/Tw9OUo_wJhI/AAAAAAAAJ2w/4mxq8cVisA0/s1600/IMG_2062a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aJWetz_nPlI/Tw9OUo_wJhI/AAAAAAAAJ2w/4mxq8cVisA0/s400/IMG_2062a.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Since I had sent Taran plenty of fabric, she made H an apron too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QV-oRRCYw8M/Tw9OASx6PEI/AAAAAAAAJ2o/-YlARJHrWfk/s1600/Picnik+collagea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" kba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QV-oRRCYw8M/Tw9OASx6PEI/AAAAAAAAJ2o/-YlARJHrWfk/s640/Picnik+collagea.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;So here is hoping that 2012 brings lots of fun times and memories for our family! No doubt we will be eating LOTS of fake food and drinking LOTS of fake drinks! Sounds like a fun party in my book! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-3064984744814431628?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/3064984744814431628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=3064984744814431628&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/3064984744814431628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/3064984744814431628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2012/01/snow-and-playroom-update.html' title='snow and playroom update'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9tFUuaMZDEg/Tw9Pkn6OKqI/AAAAAAAAJ24/3LzUbdQN3pE/s72-c/IMG_2071a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-2046002251863817313</id><published>2012-01-11T13:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T13:21:21.827-06:00</updated><title type='text'>our first week of the new year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I am completely anal about pictures... I take TONS and normally download them to my computer before I go to bed.... you know... because someone is going to break into my home at night and take my camera but NOT my computer! :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I have folders by year and then month. Organization. If only my house looked like my computer folders, I would be in AWESOME shape!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I say all that to tell you how crazy my life is! We HAVE to get back in a routine and FAST! I just found about 50 some pictures one my camera that I wasn't even aware of. Not sure how that happened! But here they are...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;On Jan 2, Oklahoma State played Stanford&amp;nbsp;in the Fiesta Bowl. Since Uncle Alan and Aunt Amanda had 'kindly' bought H an OSU cheer uniform,&amp;nbsp;I thought she needed to wear it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4wgf4b5FsII/Tw3WXVHwCHI/AAAAAAAAJ00/AU9zWcMGCbA/s1600/Picnik+collage+Jan2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="377" kba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4wgf4b5FsII/Tw3WXVHwCHI/AAAAAAAAJ00/AU9zWcMGCbA/s640/Picnik+collage+Jan2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She obviously didn't think so... Ha! jk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3RmmNyJM-V0/Tw3bXGzHnwI/AAAAAAAAJ1k/nN8DZFCNjX0/s1600/Picture+005a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3RmmNyJM-V0/Tw3bXGzHnwI/AAAAAAAAJ1k/nN8DZFCNjX0/s400/Picture+005a.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We started back to Little Gym&amp;nbsp;and H was LOVING it! She got a new teacher. She was so impressed with how strong Hadlea was. This class is for 18 months to 2.5 years... H was the only one that could kick her feet up on the bar and hold them there.. like this! Show off! :-) {old pic}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A5XB9rJYZBU/Tw3csoe211I/AAAAAAAAJ1s/XHmxihGvCTY/s1600/Nov22a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A5XB9rJYZBU/Tw3csoe211I/AAAAAAAAJ1s/XHmxihGvCTY/s400/Nov22a.JPG" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Friday, we had our friends G and Taran over. Taran needed to bring me the curtain, apron and book shelves that she made me. So I cooked dinner and the kids played!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0rc-C-ZgWIw/Tw3WY_Md_yI/AAAAAAAAJ08/Se-3vG03ieo/s1600/Picnik+collage+Jan6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="379" kba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0rc-C-ZgWIw/Tw3WY_Md_yI/AAAAAAAAJ08/Se-3vG03ieo/s640/Picnik+collage+Jan6.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Saturday, we spent the morning at home. We let H wear some cute little panties around. She LOVED them. We have been talking alot about pottery training. If we can only find a long weekend to just DO IT! Yikes! Where is my baby?! As much as I hate buying diapers, it just makes her seem too old to no longer need them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-juLSwpBRB10/Tw3WazEpYqI/AAAAAAAAJ1E/mfbHMQUCK8s/s1600/IMG_6133a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-juLSwpBRB10/Tw3WazEpYqI/AAAAAAAAJ1E/mfbHMQUCK8s/s400/IMG_6133a.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Saturday afternoon, we headed out for lunch and then onto Oklahoma City. There&amp;nbsp;was a fish and tackle show going on that Justin wanted to stop by. There are a few stores in the mall there that we do not have so we agreed to go as long as we could both go to OUR places! Compromise at its best! Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;At the tackle show, there were snakes, lizards, alligators, etc. Hadlea wanted to hold the snake SO bad! Although the one she wanted to hold was a 9 FOOT boa! It was yellow. Her current favorite color. Go figure! Since that wasn't happening, she settled on a small one, 3ft!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I asked Justin to take her picture and these are what I get...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IpaQ4TCJtdA/Tw3WeWv4nOI/AAAAAAAAJ1M/YwvjoP1RKa0/s320/IMG_6134.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9K2vNb8cu-A/Tw3Wh4QEnKI/AAAAAAAAJ1U/ofXlH-xpQTo/s320/IMG_6135.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Are you kidding me?! Justin is terrified of snakes. He would wrestle a bear before even touching a snake! And no doubt he was ffff-reaking at the thought of Hadlea touching one! But for goodness sakes, could be have got our heads and bodies! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Hadlea also held and touched an alligator. She said, "you cute baby. pretty white teeth". And I am NOT lying! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Saturday night, we met Uncle Jake for dinner and headed home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sunday morning, we got up, had breakfast, played, got dressed and headed for church!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i0o505KRzQ4/Tw3WjL2ZKPI/AAAAAAAAJ1c/ya6i3GfiwA8/s1600/IMG_6139a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i0o505KRzQ4/Tw3WjL2ZKPI/AAAAAAAAJ1c/ya6i3GfiwA8/s400/IMG_6139a.jpg" width="237" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;After church, it was lunch, a little shopping and home for the evening! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;This was our first full weekend for just our little family in a very long time. It was such a great weekend! I am so thankful for my husband and baby girl. I truly enjoy both of them so much and enjoy making memories with just the 3 of us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-2046002251863817313?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/2046002251863817313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=2046002251863817313&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/2046002251863817313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/2046002251863817313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2012/01/our-first-week-of-new-year.html' title='our first week of the new year!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4wgf4b5FsII/Tw3WXVHwCHI/AAAAAAAAJ00/AU9zWcMGCbA/s72-c/Picnik+collage+Jan2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-7979881627484472352</id><published>2012-01-10T15:24:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T15:28:48.689-06:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts and iPhone pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just a few random thoughts along with pictures from my iPhone:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Having my baby brother stay with us for two weeks at the end of the year has me missing him something terrible since he had to go back home! Hoping he makes a visit this weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{future VSecret model?! :) she wanted to stand in the window while shopping one day!}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/10/s_1856.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My parenting skills have been on my mind alot lately! How do you know the 'right' decisions to make for your child?! I find myself eating so many words these days of things I 'thought' I knew before becoming a parent! It is a hard job!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{cuddling with my sweet baby boy before bed one night. he makes me one proud momma!}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/10/1858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/10/s_1858.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I never make resolutions for the new year... mainly because I have a terrible memory and barely remember what I had for dinner last night... so there is no way I would remember them for an entire year! Ha! But this year, I want to vow to help others... volunteer and donate. This is something I want Hadlea to be aware of and do once she is old enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{having a slumber party with her baby in her new sleeping bag from the Justice fam!}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/10/1861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/10/s_1861.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I really need to get back into my work routine! After the holidays and coming and going as we please, I am completely lost! I need routine! (and a secretary to keep up with everything we have going on!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{This was from a lunch over Christmas break. She was a 'little' upset that she couldn't have a cookie before eating her lunch! She lives a tough life! Ha!}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/10/1862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/10/s_1862.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We have talked on and off for more than a year on whether we want to move into a bigger house. I think we made the decision yesterday to watch for a 'great' deal, but other than that, we will be staying put and working on a few home improvements... mainly organizing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;{we have been working on Hadlea's playroom. we are about finished where I can submit an entire post. I had my friend, Taran, create some things to add color. One of them being a curtain for her kitchen. She had enough fabric left over that she made her an apron too!}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/10/1863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/10/s_1863.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have been seeing so many outfits for Valentine's and Easter that I want to buy, but I KNOW she doesn't need them! I swear, I am constantly playing the buy or not to buy game! Grrrr....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{we&amp;nbsp;have been looking for a bike helmet for Hadlea to use when we ride bikes.&amp;nbsp;we have had a hard time finding one in her size. until we found this one... she loved it! and wore it around the store until we left! ha!}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/10/1864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/10/s_1864.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**side note: I got a comment yesterday asking where I got Hadlea's LOVE shirt in the photo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2012/01/december-catch-up-uncle-jock-and.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;. I got it at Target. I know last week they still had some. Sorry to whomever asked, but it came through anonymous and there wasn't an email to reply. Let me know if you have anymore questions!! :-)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-7979881627484472352?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/7979881627484472352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=7979881627484472352&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/7979881627484472352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/7979881627484472352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2012/01/random-thoughts-and-iphone-pics.html' title='random thoughts and iPhone pics'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-5604673410002059220</id><published>2012-01-09T15:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T15:28:57.616-06:00</updated><title type='text'>december catch up, uncle jock and jumping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;There are just a few more things that I wanted to post about December... I swear, for as fast as December flew by, it is sure dragging around here on the blog! Ha! It was such a fun filled month... although, if every month was that busy, I am pretty sure I would die an early death! It was just TOO busy for my liking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;H had her 2 year doctor visit! No shots + stickers = an awesome visit in her book! She was perfect and let them do a full check-up! She was a motor mouth in the visit and the doctor commented twice on how well she talks! Now... if they only gave you advice to get her to be quiet sometimes! Ha! JK! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;She is a TALL and SKINNY girl!&amp;nbsp;24.6 lbs 24%, 35 1/2 in 78%&lt;em&gt; {I would SO be lying if I said I didn't&amp;nbsp;pray about her height! I am about 3 inches taller than my mom, so if Hadlea is 3 inches taller than me, that would put her about 5'10 or 5'11. ALMOST 6' TALL! Her daddy is 6'3! I am terrified of her being 6' tall! Don't judge me! I know how petty is sounds! :)}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I was able to take off the last two weeks of the year! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It.Was.Awesome!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Although, some days I was super jealous of SAHMs and some days I was wondering how in the heck you all survive every.single.day! Hadlea only napped one or two days, so a couple of the days were super long, but I loved every single minute I got to spend with her! She is just one super funny girl! She is also my little dress up doll! I LOVED dressing her up to go places everyday....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AU_sI15DKB8/TwNLBbTSf8I/AAAAAAAAJyI/la_JGJJBfQs/s1600/Picnik+collage+dec+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="294" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AU_sI15DKB8/TwNLBbTSf8I/AAAAAAAAJyI/la_JGJJBfQs/s640/Picnik+collage+dec+2011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Looking back at some of the pictures we took through December just makes my heart smile! We made some REALLY great memories... It definitely makes me want to be a SAHM, but my job is just too good to pass up! Since I work out of my house, she will one day get to stay home with me and not have to go to before or after school daycare! That is... once she learns,&amp;nbsp;"Hadlea, momma's on a conference call, you will need to be quiet"! :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Since I was off, we got several visits from Uncle Jake! He was off almost the entire month of December so he came and stayed with us when he didn't have anything going on! We got super spoiled with him taking us shopping and out to lunch! I could definitely get used to being a SAHM and having Uncle Jake spoil us! Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Uncle Jake taught Hadlea to say, "Uncle Jake and How-eee Strong"! She says it to this day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_d0j4j2Yc08/TwNJjD3B46I/AAAAAAAAJxU/cxs9XG5wiHs/s1600/IMG_1922.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_d0j4j2Yc08/TwNJjD3B46I/AAAAAAAAJxU/cxs9XG5wiHs/s400/IMG_1922.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ex5WFIbOA0c/TwNJoM18cVI/AAAAAAAAJxc/9OskQ6V676M/s1600/IMG_1921.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ex5WFIbOA0c/TwNJoM18cVI/AAAAAAAAJxc/9OskQ6V676M/s400/IMG_1921.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jake had bought them matching shoes for her birthday so we got some pictures of them in their Creative Recreations! (these are the only tennis shoes that can be worn at red carpet events!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rNEjc5DkJN4/TwNJtJxIjuI/AAAAAAAAJxo/I34D7aKf3DE/s1600/IMG_1919.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rNEjc5DkJN4/TwNJtJxIjuI/AAAAAAAAJxo/I34D7aKf3DE/s400/IMG_1919.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOVE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NuJ5p7_reqI/TwNJy12oyGI/AAAAAAAAJxw/C5CzOqzELls/s1600/IMG_1918.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NuJ5p7_reqI/TwNJy12oyGI/AAAAAAAAJxw/C5CzOqzELls/s400/IMG_1918.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Daddy also got Hadlea's trampoline put together so we spent HOURS outside! So thankful we have had some nice weather!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZtdqMULXrmo/TwNK8xrc5uI/AAAAAAAAJx8/NKKUV-4-uSo/s1600/Picnik+collage+dec+2011a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="294" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZtdqMULXrmo/TwNK8xrc5uI/AAAAAAAAJx8/NKKUV-4-uSo/s640/Picnik+collage+dec+2011a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I promise, my next post will be about 2012! We are finally moving on to the near year! Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-5604673410002059220?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/5604673410002059220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=5604673410002059220&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/5604673410002059220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/5604673410002059220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2012/01/december-catch-up-uncle-jock-and.html' title='december catch up, uncle jock and jumping'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AU_sI15DKB8/TwNLBbTSf8I/AAAAAAAAJyI/la_JGJJBfQs/s72-c/Picnik+collage+dec+2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-6489846780161654031</id><published>2012-01-06T10:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T10:46:55.795-06:00</updated><title type='text'>project 365 - week 52</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I did it! I set out to document one picture from each day of the year. After going back and counting, I&amp;nbsp;was&amp;nbsp;able to take one picture&amp;nbsp;341 out of 365 days. That means I only missed 24 days. That is VERY impressive... or so I think! Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I plan to make a photo book with all of the daily pictures. Will I do it for 2012?! Not sure. It took ALOT of time to go in and photoshop each picture. Maybe I will just make a folder and keep one picture from each day and not add a frame and the date to them! Maybe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;After going back and looking&amp;nbsp;through my Project 365 folder, I CANNOT believe how much Hadlea has changed! It is almost scary to think about how grown up she will be a year from now! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Santa baby! Santa made a visit to our house on Christmas Eve! Hadlea ran straight to him and never batted an eye! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gtwdPFmMkN8/TvqYF6c0xnI/AAAAAAAAJm8/I8FHgtzg0cQ/s1600/December+24+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gtwdPFmMkN8/TvqYF6c0xnI/AAAAAAAAJm8/I8FHgtzg0cQ/s400/December+24+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Christmas morning! Hadlea must have been a super good girl this past year as Santa left her some really fun toys! Even though we thought a new baby would win her over, shee fooled us by LOVING her tee-ball set!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yns5LK_RYfU/TvqYG0SBD1I/AAAAAAAAJnE/GCXF_OJvQys/s1600/December+25+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yns5LK_RYfU/TvqYG0SBD1I/AAAAAAAAJnE/GCXF_OJvQys/s400/December+25+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Silly girl! Hadlea and I spent the last two weeks together at home! It.Was.Heaven! I could so get used to her being at home with me every single day! We enjoyed our time by playing, going shopping and going out to momma/daughter lunches! No doubt everyone else in Panera enjoyed her silly self too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UH-EEzZtsGw/TvqYIv4AgpI/AAAAAAAAJnM/yWjq34dYXSM/s1600/December+26+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UH-EEzZtsGw/TvqYIv4AgpI/AAAAAAAAJnM/yWjq34dYXSM/s400/December+26+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hurley girl! Daddy is a big time lover of Hurley clothes. Not sure why, but that is about all he buys. I found that Dillards was carrying baby Hurley and just had to pick up something for Hadlea! Daddy no doubt loved seeing her in it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p9jDVRu0jy4/TvqYJcwPNnI/AAAAAAAAJnU/zzgdA_Fcq3I/s1600/December+27+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p9jDVRu0jy4/TvqYJcwPNnI/AAAAAAAAJnU/zzgdA_Fcq3I/s400/December+27+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;KK and B! We got a visit from our KC friends... had lunch and played outside! KK and B couldn't get enough of Hadlea as they both wanted to hold her and help her in whatever she was doing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hCUtK3oxF0w/TwDWgmoplAI/AAAAAAAAJro/Z5olNmTKA8o/s1600/December+28+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hCUtK3oxF0w/TwDWgmoplAI/AAAAAAAAJro/Z5olNmTKA8o/s400/December+28+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jumping! Daddy got Hadlea's trampoline from Nana and Rusty put together! It is SO adorable! Just the perfect size for Hadlea and a friend! So thankful the weather has been nice here so she has been able to spend time playing on it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LtMwDcAzYWQ/TwDWiQIWqLI/AAAAAAAAJrw/cVnQHi1DCUA/s1600/December+29+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LtMwDcAzYWQ/TwDWiQIWqLI/AAAAAAAAJrw/cVnQHi1DCUA/s400/December+29+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Zoo! I cannot believe it was almost 70 degrees on December 30! It made the perfect day for a zoo trip with momma, hadlea and gigi! Fun times!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ec2ELjO-tio/TwDWjXItdJI/AAAAAAAAJr4/Yl1QOwTHmLA/s1600/December+30+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ec2ELjO-tio/TwDWjXItdJI/AAAAAAAAJr4/Yl1QOwTHmLA/s400/December+30+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;NYE! Gigi kept Hadlea while daddy and I went to the Hard Rock for NYE! It was a great time with awesome friends! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zek26Z480Bo/TwDWkLqpIpI/AAAAAAAAJsA/Ql6A70jvbP8/s1600/December+31+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zek26Z480Bo/TwDWkLqpIpI/AAAAAAAAJsA/Ql6A70jvbP8/s400/December+31+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;And this closes out 2011! It is so hard to believe it is actually 2012! It was so fun to look back through 2011 and reminisce about so many fun memories! I cannot wait to see what we will be posting about at the end of 2012!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-6489846780161654031?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/6489846780161654031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=6489846780161654031&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/6489846780161654031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/6489846780161654031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2012/01/project-365-week-52.html' title='project 365 - week 52'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gtwdPFmMkN8/TvqYF6c0xnI/AAAAAAAAJm8/I8FHgtzg0cQ/s72-c/December+24+2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-2282364759353167248</id><published>2012-01-05T14:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T14:50:08.892-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ringing in twenty twelve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Justin and I rang in the new year by going to dinner with friends and then going to the Hard Rock casino for the night! Gigi came to down to watch Had and stay at our house! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;me and my handsome hubby/best friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;{i swear i would lose my mind without him!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V2JfMHmNOoM/TwM_RIkr3hI/AAAAAAAAJu8/1QIna4NeLAs/s1600/IMG_6074a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="484" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V2JfMHmNOoM/TwM_RIkr3hI/AAAAAAAAJu8/1QIna4NeLAs/s640/IMG_6074a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is what the bottom half of the above picture looked like! Ha! She didn't want us to hold her to take a picture, she just wanted to hold my leg! I think she knew we were getting ready to leave! :-(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QGLDF2eDX3I/TwM_SJ2AnBI/AAAAAAAAJvE/FjDE13lTngM/s1600/IMG_6076a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QGLDF2eDX3I/TwM_SJ2AnBI/AAAAAAAAJvE/FjDE13lTngM/s640/IMG_6076a.jpg" width="322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Waiting on our friends at dinner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-arxtLdLxyUw/TwM_ZzefloI/AAAAAAAAJvg/hBmy2Cz9lxA/s1600/Dec31.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-arxtLdLxyUw/TwM_ZzefloI/AAAAAAAAJvg/hBmy2Cz9lxA/s400/Dec31.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My high school bff, Catherine, and her hubby drove up to stay with us! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BDlmGk_UgWo/TwM_Ty4qDFI/AAAAAAAAJvM/R8ALNWJok3s/s1600/IMG_6081a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BDlmGk_UgWo/TwM_Ty4qDFI/AAAAAAAAJvM/R8ALNWJok3s/s400/IMG_6081a.jpg" width="393" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cat, Alissa and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ibwONF-0PZc/TwM_V2AYpPI/AAAAAAAAJvU/wVvgvicLoJw/s1600/Dec31b.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ibwONF-0PZc/TwM_V2AYpPI/AAAAAAAAJvU/wVvgvicLoJw/s400/Dec31b.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Alissa and Justin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nlo6IWgK2cA/TwNARPgKEwI/AAAAAAAAJvs/pRLLcZh9eTk/s1600/Dec31aa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nlo6IWgK2cA/TwNARPgKEwI/AAAAAAAAJvs/pRLLcZh9eTk/s400/Dec31aa.jpg" width="286" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We had a SUPER fun night! We spend most of our time hopping from bar to bar inside the casino to visit friends. The night went so fast and before I knew it, it was 11:50 and Justin was texting me asking me where I was! We had to sprint across the casino to find our husbands just before the strike of midnight! Is that when you know you are officially old... when you go somewhere together, split up to find other friends, just to meet up at the end of the night! :-) We made so many&amp;nbsp;fun memories with great stories to share! {just none that can be shared here. more of those 'you had to be there' moments! ha!} &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I am so ready to see what 2012 has instore for us! I just feel so blessed by everything that happened in 2011. I cannot think of one single thing I would change about 2011... so here is to hoping that our blessings of 2011 continue into 2012!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy New Year to each of you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-2282364759353167248?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/2282364759353167248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=2282364759353167248&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/2282364759353167248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/2282364759353167248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2012/01/ringing-in-twenty-twelve.html' title='ringing in twenty twelve'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V2JfMHmNOoM/TwM_RIkr3hI/AAAAAAAAJu8/1QIna4NeLAs/s72-c/IMG_6074a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-6381013596916289752</id><published>2012-01-04T12:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T12:08:10.674-06:00</updated><title type='text'>zoo on new years eve eve??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I CANNOT believe the weather we have had in Oklahoma over the past couple of weeks!&amp;nbsp;On Dec 30, it was 60+ degrees! And this week, it is supposed to be close to 70! I am not sure this has EVER happened, or that I can remember! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Gigi came into town to keep H while Justin and I went to stay with friends at the Hard Rock Casino on NYE (another post to come on that), so we headed out to the zoo on New Years Eve Eve!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IsmNDrmi6P4/TwNCcDSc4VI/AAAAAAAAJv4/cU0_Mf0cknw/s1600/IMG_6034a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IsmNDrmi6P4/TwNCcDSc4VI/AAAAAAAAJv4/cU0_Mf0cknw/s400/IMG_6034a.jpg" width="326" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hadlea could NOT wait to see the elephants. Thanks to a Barney show, she is currently obsessed them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mH9AqyiR1vQ/TwNCeMEjdJI/AAAAAAAAJwA/_9DnfHcsdv4/s1600/IMG_6041a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mH9AqyiR1vQ/TwNCeMEjdJI/AAAAAAAAJwA/_9DnfHcsdv4/s400/IMG_6041a.jpg" width="301" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They were in the process of lowering down hay to them when we arrived. They were making noise and snorting, which Hadlea thought was hilarious! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBBeylgX-Bc/TwNC1kC_a6I/AAAAAAAAJwI/v9Y164_PGMc/s1600/IMG_6046a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBBeylgX-Bc/TwNC1kC_a6I/AAAAAAAAJwI/v9Y164_PGMc/s400/IMG_6046a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When we walked past the rhino, he was out towards the end of the fence. We were literally this close to him! I didn't have to zoom or anything. Kinda creepy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wE0DoSiUtKk/TwNDNoM-KZI/AAAAAAAAJw8/STvfOITCmw8/s1600/IMG_6049a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="361" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wE0DoSiUtKk/TwNDNoM-KZI/AAAAAAAAJw8/STvfOITCmw8/s400/IMG_6049a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hadlea kept calling him, "Gross!" Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0x2y-xwKDos/TwNHCkIJXcI/AAAAAAAAJxI/qRtisRlUWR8/s1600/IMG_6050a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="311" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0x2y-xwKDos/TwNHCkIJXcI/AAAAAAAAJxI/qRtisRlUWR8/s400/IMG_6050a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We took a nice long train ride!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-31EynfDsO7Y/TwNC5JHDQUI/AAAAAAAAJwY/f-Baxggwcc0/s1600/IMG_6056a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-31EynfDsO7Y/TwNC5JHDQUI/AAAAAAAAJwY/f-Baxggwcc0/s400/IMG_6056a.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hadlea wanted to hold a snake! She has got to twice when being at the zoo, but this time, they didn't have them out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DMV4Cf81WE4/TwNC8B_NFVI/AAAAAAAAJwg/6gwAf1JxyCA/s1600/Dec30.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DMV4Cf81WE4/TwNC8B_NFVI/AAAAAAAAJwg/6gwAf1JxyCA/s400/Dec30.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thankfully we hit the petting zoo toward the end! Everything we seen after the goats, she wanted to hold to touch! She just couldn't figured out why she couldn't go in and pet the monkeys?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tQLrLr34Qq0/TwNC9UuLznI/AAAAAAAAJwo/u9roCuEOt-Q/s1600/Picnik+collagea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tQLrLr34Qq0/TwNC9UuLznI/AAAAAAAAJwo/u9roCuEOt-Q/s400/Picnik+collagea.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And before leaving, as always, we have to catch the merry-go-round! And no surprise the elephant was her choice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2TpRIVmU6NQ/TwNC-ssobmI/AAAAAAAAJww/-f9rsPAuUVw/s1600/Dec30a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2TpRIVmU6NQ/TwNC-ssobmI/AAAAAAAAJww/-f9rsPAuUVw/s400/Dec30a.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love making fun memories with my momma and my baby girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-6381013596916289752?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/6381013596916289752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=6381013596916289752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/6381013596916289752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/6381013596916289752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2012/01/zoo-on-new-years-eve-eve.html' title='zoo on new years eve eve??'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IsmNDrmi6P4/TwNCcDSc4VI/AAAAAAAAJv4/cU0_Mf0cknw/s72-c/IMG_6034a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-177551793062700771</id><published>2012-01-03T11:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T11:39:04.169-06:00</updated><title type='text'>KK and B Love Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We got a visit over our Christmas break from KK and B!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JgvMQehLvhg/TwE8qxs4twI/AAAAAAAAJug/t5I1bNf5phw/s1600/IMG_6020a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JgvMQehLvhg/TwE8qxs4twI/AAAAAAAAJug/t5I1bNf5phw/s640/IMG_6020a.jpg" width="554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;They showed up with their mommy and daddy, had lunch and then we spent the afternoon playing outside!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X4jwTDqjAGQ/TwE8spZ89zI/AAAAAAAAJuo/MEWGvmLj52M/s1600/Picnik+collage+Dec28a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X4jwTDqjAGQ/TwE8spZ89zI/AAAAAAAAJuo/MEWGvmLj52M/s640/Picnik+collage+Dec28a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We also exchanged gifts. Hadlea's Godmother knows her WAY too well... a pack-n-play for her baby, a monogrammed sleeping bag, carrying bag and a little lamb that says, "KK and B love me!".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jki8qO9bu4Y/TwE8uZkxOPI/AAAAAAAAJuw/L2fE3Byge1s/s1600/Picnik+collage+Dec28.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jki8qO9bu4Y/TwE8uZkxOPI/AAAAAAAAJuw/L2fE3Byge1s/s640/Picnik+collage+Dec28.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We never get enough time with the Justice family! We miss them so much since they have moved, but I am so thankful for their friendship!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-177551793062700771?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/177551793062700771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=177551793062700771&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/177551793062700771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/177551793062700771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2012/01/kk-and-b-love-me.html' title='KK and B Love Me!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JgvMQehLvhg/TwE8qxs4twI/AAAAAAAAJug/t5I1bNf5phw/s72-c/IMG_6020a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-3825215701553795283</id><published>2012-01-02T21:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T21:20:59.619-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2011: Christmas Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We woke up Christmas morning to some awesome gifts from Santa (Baby Alive, Tee-Ball set {because daddy being an ex-baseball player doesn't know of any other sport!} a Doug and Melissa piano puzzle {not Santa's greatest gift seeing how that thing got annoying in 5 seconds! ha!} some fun stocking necessities and clothes {a Columbia fleece, a Hurley shirt {for daddy too!} and two outfits from Saks Fifth).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZtXncp-rJNs/TwE4xo1FBXI/AAAAAAAAJtQ/THfetiRKr4U/s1600/IMG_1989a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZtXncp-rJNs/TwE4xo1FBXI/AAAAAAAAJtQ/THfetiRKr4U/s640/IMG_1989a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Berk-y boy must have been a great baby too! He racked up some fun toys, bones and treats!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-izGARhoAEIk/TwE4y_75FYI/AAAAAAAAJtY/IKFhQAQe2qw/s1600/IMG_1994a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-izGARhoAEIk/TwE4y_75FYI/AAAAAAAAJtY/IKFhQAQe2qw/s640/IMG_1994a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We got this super cute video of Hadlea walking in to find her presents from Santa! I actually thought she would go straight for the baby, but nope, she went straight for the tee-ball set! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a6a1500b03769e8e" 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://v23.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da6a1500b03769e8e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329941885%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D10C879FE8150DA806076B925447A975AAE5FB11A.14315F5324460AC5D382BB79E521A1BC97DA8663%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da6a1500b03769e8e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlS_RWplfWwwGWsqcdfUqD_ir7L8&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://v23.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da6a1500b03769e8e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329941885%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D10C879FE8150DA806076B925447A975AAE5FB11A.14315F5324460AC5D382BB79E521A1BC97DA8663%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da6a1500b03769e8e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlS_RWplfWwwGWsqcdfUqD_ir7L8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ONE.PROUD.DADDY! I really wasn't sure about this gift at first, but we have played with it almost every day. She LOVES it! She also likes us to hit her the ball and she will run after it! Great entertainment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OOopMttUSkc/TwE402ENsBI/AAAAAAAAJtg/IZ1tiP355_U/s1600/Picnik+collage+Dec25.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="380" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OOopMttUSkc/TwE402ENsBI/AAAAAAAAJtg/IZ1tiP355_U/s640/Picnik+collage+Dec25.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The rest of the family showed up for lunch. We ordered ribs and grilled chicken from a local restaurant. Hopefully a new tradition! It was SO yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We must have been extra special this year because Gigi and Poppa went crazy with Christmas this year! We got some AWESOME gifts! And Gigi must have been SUPER good because she scored a new LV!! I guess this was the year of Louise Vuitton in our family! Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rAAsSmdJOpo/TwE416ol6uI/AAAAAAAAJto/K8lfzYcZFjk/s1600/Picnik+collage+Dec25a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="164" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rAAsSmdJOpo/TwE416ol6uI/AAAAAAAAJto/K8lfzYcZFjk/s640/Picnik+collage+Dec25a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hadlea will NEVER go without clothes! I even had to go by 20 new hangers and I still have clothes laying in piles! Ha! No argument here though! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S8JMrg-FR8k/TwE42pO0VKI/AAAAAAAAJtw/1idBpuhilZU/s1600/Picnik+collage+Dec25b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S8JMrg-FR8k/TwE42pO0VKI/AAAAAAAAJtw/1idBpuhilZU/s640/Picnik+collage+Dec25b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And a girl can NEVER have too many shoes! (Toms from Alan and Amanda, Boots from Nana and Creative Recreations from Jake!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v2FaKtq2yDU/TwE44TweA4I/AAAAAAAAJt4/jAnIu6fKI3g/s1600/IMG_6014a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="340" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v2FaKtq2yDU/TwE44TweA4I/AAAAAAAAJt4/jAnIu6fKI3g/s640/IMG_6014a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This wasn't actually a Christmas present, but our friend and professional fishermen, &lt;a href="http://swimbaitfred.com/"&gt;Fred&lt;/a&gt;, just got back from South Africa and brought Hadlea this dress! For a guy that has never been around baby girls, I think he did pretty darn good! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W6MYrer9uok/TwE45rQWwTI/AAAAAAAAJt8/8YtA1xbWiho/s1600/IMG_6015a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W6MYrer9uok/TwE45rQWwTI/AAAAAAAAJt8/8YtA1xbWiho/s640/IMG_6015a.jpg" width="462" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I made Alan and Amanda a couple gifts this year. I found them on &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/216102482089195597/"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;, of course! I made them one ornament with their Save The Date and one with their Wedding Invitation. I wasn't sure about making them as it took all I had to cut of there adorable invites, but I did it.... and SO glad I did. I think they turned out perfect!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KcxJn__4s4E/TwE6Lxw4mSI/AAAAAAAAJuU/vy6inMWAT5k/s1600/Picnik+collagea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="322" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KcxJn__4s4E/TwE6Lxw4mSI/AAAAAAAAJuU/vy6inMWAT5k/s640/Picnik+collagea.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;After opening gifts, we all headed out to go bowling. Something we did last year, which was SUCH a good time! Just good family time! We didn't get any family pictures, and I didn't get any of us bowling! Hadlea ended up constipated (sorry, TMI!) after we got there and she was in so much pain. We ended up having to get her medicine, but she overcame everything before we had to give her anything! It was such an AWFUL experience! Poor baby was just miserable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Christmas time is always my favorite time of year. I feel like I need to go into detox after it is all over, but I am always so sad to see it go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Hope you all had an amazing Christmas season and a Happy New Year!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-3825215701553795283?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/3825215701553795283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=3825215701553795283&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/3825215701553795283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/3825215701553795283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2012/01/christmas-2011-christmas-day.html' title='Christmas 2011: Christmas Day'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZtXncp-rJNs/TwE4xo1FBXI/AAAAAAAAJtQ/THfetiRKr4U/s72-c/IMG_1989a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-1436510400563519268</id><published>2012-01-01T22:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T22:30:49.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2011: Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Christmas Eve day, Daddy, Hadlea and I ran around trying to complete some last minute errands. Grammie and Poppa made it in that afternoon, and then we all got around to make an early Christmas mass. I tried tirelessly to get a picture of Hadlea in her adorable little Christmas dress, but I failed miserably. And of course thought I would try again when we got home, but I forgot! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our sweet family of 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K5heJPBrug0/TwEeRFOb8DI/AAAAAAAAJs4/kHdvVUQ-HYw/s1600/IMG_5992a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K5heJPBrug0/TwEeRFOb8DI/AAAAAAAAJs4/kHdvVUQ-HYw/s640/IMG_5992a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;After church, we came home to eat dinner and then changed into our pjs. Hadlea was in an AWESOME mood! There just always seems like something so magical about Christmas Eve!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5mirraDjiyI/TwEeD493sLI/AAAAAAAAJsM/g1aUpypLptQ/s1600/IMG_1960a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5mirraDjiyI/TwEeD493sLI/AAAAAAAAJsM/g1aUpypLptQ/s640/IMG_1960a.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Santa's Little Helper!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QNrtMb0vjp8/TwEeFzHSLCI/AAAAAAAAJsU/R1_Iy9imn70/s1600/IMG_1963a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QNrtMb0vjp8/TwEeFzHSLCI/AAAAAAAAJsU/R1_Iy9imn70/s640/IMG_1963a.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And as we were taking some pictures, guess who arrived!?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u25s3GJKmAE/TwEeILDxjRI/AAAAAAAAJsc/bNAfTTxEVcg/s1600/IMG_1966a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u25s3GJKmAE/TwEeILDxjRI/AAAAAAAAJsc/bNAfTTxEVcg/s640/IMG_1966a.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I honestly thought she would FREAK when he just barged in the door, but NOPE, she ran straight into his arms. And of course wanted to know where her candy cane was!? Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Santa was sweet enough to bring her a candy cane and a present for her babies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NIyAB5xLxzQ/TwEeKqnZhKI/AAAAAAAAJsk/Rau88ImMhkg/s1600/IMG_1977a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NIyAB5xLxzQ/TwEeKqnZhKI/AAAAAAAAJsk/Rau88ImMhkg/s640/IMG_1977a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She spent about 15-20 minutes just talking and hugging on Santa before he had to go! But not before some sweet sugars...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S_ph0tDVa2A/TwEeLsSkcxI/AAAAAAAAJss/aRci0OmnjXs/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S_ph0tDVa2A/TwEeLsSkcxI/AAAAAAAAJss/aRci0OmnjXs/s640/photo.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We have been so lucky to have Santa come to our own house the last 3 years! Hopefully Hadlea will continue to be a super sweet little girl, and Santa will want to come see her! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1YjkkAMpP7M/TwEvlbhwsXI/AAAAAAAAJtE/CrWQMOhex94/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="392" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1YjkkAMpP7M/TwEvlbhwsXI/AAAAAAAAJtE/CrWQMOhex94/s640/Picnik+collage.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I LOVE Christmas Eve. It is probably pretty even with Christmas Day. Just something about going to church and the anxiousness of knowing what is to come in the morning! I cannot wait to continue to make memories with Hadlea and start more traditions as she becomes more in the 'know' of what Christmas is all about! No doubt we will continue to discuss the 'Reason for the Season' as the years go by! I never want Hadlea to forget that the only reason we are celebrating Christmas is&amp;nbsp;because it is&amp;nbsp;truly Jesus' birthday! It is only a special day because we celebrate Him... everything else is just extra special because that is what He is to us! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-1436510400563519268?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/1436510400563519268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=1436510400563519268&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/1436510400563519268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/1436510400563519268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2012/01/christmas-2011-christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas 2011: Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K5heJPBrug0/TwEeRFOb8DI/AAAAAAAAJs4/kHdvVUQ-HYw/s72-c/IMG_5992a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-802604482115512210</id><published>2011-12-31T15:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T15:24:39.554-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2011: Nana's!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We celebrated Christmas with Justin's family at our house. We got Riley and Hannah the night before so they could spend the night. We went out to look at Christmas lights and then stopped at Cherry Berry for yogurt. It was pretty empty... after all, who goes out for yogurt when it is 30 degrees outside?! Ha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The kids were SO good! Ry and Hannah are just so good to go along with whatever Hadlea wants... or when she wants to do whatever they are doing, they are so good to let her or help her! I swear, I would take those two kids in a heart beat... Aunt Les, wanna ship them to live at our house?! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;After lights and yogurt, we headed home for bathtime! Hadlea was IN HEAVEN playing with Hannah! Riley opted for his own bath, of course! Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mYISgVMoWG8/Tvvx1vQwSfI/AAAAAAAAJqA/6DnUPR8LQAs/s1600/Picnik+collage+dec22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mYISgVMoWG8/Tvvx1vQwSfI/AAAAAAAAJqA/6DnUPR8LQAs/s640/Picnik+collage+dec22.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After bath, they wanted to open one present. Lucky for them, Alan and Amanda had sent presents over for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vQrM2gTfaPA/Tvvx5I-YjlI/AAAAAAAAJqI/FRxMfmYUcbM/s1600/IMG_1935a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vQrM2gTfaPA/Tvvx5I-YjlI/AAAAAAAAJqI/FRxMfmYUcbM/s640/IMG_1935a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;LOVE this picture! More proof Hadlea thinks anything those kids do is just AMAZING! Ha! She was more concerned about their presents than her own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f3sgS4Ye2Jw/Tvvx6gDaPzI/AAAAAAAAJqQ/E5nHxavzPCI/s1600/IMG_1937a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f3sgS4Ye2Jw/Tvvx6gDaPzI/AAAAAAAAJqQ/E5nHxavzPCI/s640/IMG_1937a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After presents and a few games, we were all off to bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hadlea woke up the next morning yelling, "Wiley, Hannah where are you?"! And they were off to get her up! After some jumping in the bed, of course!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eKWP8hd41jQ/Tvvx9oYP-9I/AAAAAAAAJqY/xcms_fRWNV0/s1600/IMG_1941a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="500" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eKWP8hd41jQ/Tvvx9oYP-9I/AAAAAAAAJqY/xcms_fRWNV0/s640/IMG_1941a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our bed became a trampoline that weekend! I think about 3 hours of the day was spent jumping and wrestling in our room!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-biWNLQR5yE4/Tvvx_l3BBkI/AAAAAAAAJqg/Y9kNvn44ilw/s1600/IMG_1949a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="516" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-biWNLQR5yE4/Tvvx_l3BBkI/AAAAAAAAJqg/Y9kNvn44ilw/s640/IMG_1949a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The rest of the family made it in that afternoon. We ate some dinner and then opened gifts. The kids all got some SUPER fun stuff! We gave the kids our old iPhones! I think they were a hit! :-) We downloaded all of our games and music on them... the house got quiet shortly after that! Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZoUhJMQ6REQ/TvvyC4DWfeI/AAAAAAAAJqo/r41qeeDUrQE/s1600/IMG_5979a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZoUhJMQ6REQ/TvvyC4DWfeI/AAAAAAAAJqo/r41qeeDUrQE/s640/IMG_5979a.jpg" width="466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Hadlea got a new tent and Berkley got some sun glasses and a Dallas Cowboys visor! Someone knows me too well! Thanks, Donna! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JpbwsXrgs6A/TvvynUASYfI/AAAAAAAAJrI/voa0CMeg9Do/s1600/Picnik+collage+dec23.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="322" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JpbwsXrgs6A/TvvynUASYfI/AAAAAAAAJrI/voa0CMeg9Do/s640/Picnik+collage+dec23.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;our family with riley and hannah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lg5MlRg7hLI/TvvyG6FhM5I/AAAAAAAAJq4/SalFF8znqm4/s1600/IMG_5985a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lg5MlRg7hLI/TvvyG6FhM5I/AAAAAAAAJq4/SalFF8znqm4/s640/IMG_5985a.jpg" width="566" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nana with her babies and grand babies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aB89dQ_bLSo/TvvyF79N1wI/AAAAAAAAJqw/pjB578dj5X4/s1600/IMG_5983a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="548" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aB89dQ_bLSo/TvvyF79N1wI/AAAAAAAAJqw/pjB578dj5X4/s640/IMG_5983a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;hadlea's super cute clothes! she also got a new pair of cowboy boots to go with all of her denim!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cuHUTVkce6k/TvvzX-S3lVI/AAAAAAAAJrU/dHmIdejvrtE/s1600/IMG_6016a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cuHUTVkce6k/TvvzX-S3lVI/AAAAAAAAJrU/dHmIdejvrtE/s640/IMG_6016a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and a trampoline from nana and rusty! I need to do a separate post about this... I think that girl is going to be a jumping machine! She LOVES it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O8WHj0FI-IQ/TvvzYVr5ZHI/AAAAAAAAJrc/E-fEDScT6kw/s1600/trampoline.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="388" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O8WHj0FI-IQ/TvvzYVr5ZHI/AAAAAAAAJrc/E-fEDScT6kw/s400/trampoline.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We had an AWESOME Christmas with Justin's family! So thankful I married into this family! They definitely spoil us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/16907917-802604482115512210?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/802604482115512210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=802604482115512210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/802604482115512210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/802604482115512210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/12/christmas-2011-nanas.html' title='Christmas 2011: Nana&apos;s!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mYISgVMoWG8/Tvvx1vQwSfI/AAAAAAAAJqA/6DnUPR8LQAs/s72-c/Picnik+collage+dec22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-6414632026736592876</id><published>2011-12-30T21:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T21:33:54.803-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2011: Kilian</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My dad's family's Christmas was the Sunday following my mom's side's Christmas {did that make sense at all?! ha!} This is our HUGE family. With my grandparents, my dady's brothers/sisters {there&amp;nbsp;are 12 of them}, spouses, grandkids and great-grandkids, I think I counted 97 people. Not everyone was there. Yes... that is one LARGE family! So different from the 16 that make up my mom's side. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here are most of the GREAT grandkids that were at the Christmas....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RkJVwb055U4/Tvvr2AKvyoI/AAAAAAAAJpI/6ADubf5I3Hc/s1600/great+grandkidsa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="412" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RkJVwb055U4/Tvvr2AKvyoI/AAAAAAAAJpI/6ADubf5I3Hc/s640/great+grandkidsa.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;our family with gma and gpa&amp;nbsp;{minus alan and amanda}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ivBVf949FcU/Tvvr8creptI/AAAAAAAAJpQ/3-1T9Cxf0j0/s1600/IMG_1900a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ivBVf949FcU/Tvvr8creptI/AAAAAAAAJpQ/3-1T9Cxf0j0/s640/IMG_1900a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with my uncle gary {godfather} / with my cousin, Shelly {love her!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hadlea and her new best friend/cousin, lola / hadlea and mason playing babies! ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2fh_r7qo5w/Tvvr-VOM-sI/AAAAAAAAJpY/pfTpWQ4veLQ/s1600/Picnik+collage+Dec18a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2fh_r7qo5w/Tvvr-VOM-sI/AAAAAAAAJpY/pfTpWQ4veLQ/s640/Picnik+collage+Dec18a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hadlea pushing her baby! LOVED her new outfit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8f5elLT0H-E/TvvsBEn7-GI/AAAAAAAAJpg/doZ2sBypI8c/s1600/IMG_1914a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8f5elLT0H-E/TvvsBEn7-GI/AAAAAAAAJpg/doZ2sBypI8c/s640/IMG_1914a.jpg" width="394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It seems Santa knew where we were at all times this Christmas season. He showed up so many times! I am just SO thankful H loved him! It could have been a rough year with as many times as we seen him! Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wq55o1PNJPg/TvvsCatXdjI/AAAAAAAAJpo/7U8a0u-HRds/s1600/Picnik+collage+Dec18.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="322" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wq55o1PNJPg/TvvsCatXdjI/AAAAAAAAJpo/7U8a0u-HRds/s640/Picnik+collage+Dec18.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We had such a great Christmas. Hadlea got some new movies. She also received a little camera as a late birthday present from my aunt rene and uncle tony. When we got home, I was unloading bags and didn't hear her. I later found her in her room. She set her baby and frog in the chair and was taking their picture! Just melted my heart! Ha! Atleast she knows pictures HAVE to be done! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-99Z-IBo6vbc/TvvsVupq-II/AAAAAAAAJp0/nWTGT19PCRg/s1600/Dec18a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="586" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-99Z-IBo6vbc/TvvsVupq-II/AAAAAAAAJp0/nWTGT19PCRg/s640/Dec18a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-6414632026736592876?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/6414632026736592876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=6414632026736592876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/6414632026736592876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/6414632026736592876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/12/christmas-2011-kilian.html' title='Christmas 2011: Kilian'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RkJVwb055U4/Tvvr2AKvyoI/AAAAAAAAJpI/6ADubf5I3Hc/s72-c/great+grandkidsa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-3311256587331358711</id><published>2011-12-29T21:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T21:55:48.473-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2011: Byford</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We celebrated our first Christmas out of five with my mom's side of the family. We went to my parents in Medford. My Granny came from the south and my uncle/cousins from the north. Once everyone got there, we hung out and had lunch...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-llnCDEntZwc/Tvvmm9w_wdI/AAAAAAAAJow/8XYnbNIALD4/s1600/Picnik+collage+Dec17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-llnCDEntZwc/Tvvmm9w_wdI/AAAAAAAAJow/8XYnbNIALD4/s640/Picnik+collage+Dec17.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Then the babies couldn't wait any longer to open presents! It was a hard day without my Grandad being there. With it only being a couple months since he passed, the emotions are still very fresh. However, everyone did a great job, and we celebrated him with some very sentimental gifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;All of us girls received necklaces with "God be with us together and apart" and the boys received key chains. These came from James Avery. Grandad was also buried with a charm on his tie with the same verse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2r8oGb645CE/TvvodQoRXaI/AAAAAAAAJo8/qsq-TE_VNu8/s1600/necklace.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2r8oGb645CE/TvvodQoRXaI/AAAAAAAAJo8/qsq-TE_VNu8/s400/necklace.jpg" width="354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;For my Granny, I had her a memory bear made out of one of my Grandads shirts. This was from all of my us grandkids. Alan and Amanda had her made a pillow made with their picture. Amanda's mom made the pillow. It is so beautiful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CCIYpEUilQM/Tvvl6JGxi2I/AAAAAAAAJng/nkKrJaEFc04/s1600/IMG_1756a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CCIYpEUilQM/Tvvl6JGxi2I/AAAAAAAAJng/nkKrJaEFc04/s640/IMG_1756a.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had Teresa at &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/apps/application.php?id=11908058186#!/pages/Forever-Friends/167524393313841"&gt;Forever Friends&lt;/a&gt; make Hadlea and Anna dresses out of Grandads shirts. They turned out so precious and will always be a great memory! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RxmmvcZ41oM/TvvmJSKVk5I/AAAAAAAAJnw/TRbR2zwXk4s/s1600/IMG_1770a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RxmmvcZ41oM/TvvmJSKVk5I/AAAAAAAAJnw/TRbR2zwXk4s/s640/IMG_1770a.jpg" width="384" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Granny and her great-grand babies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RLTItjijZDk/TvvmLePzFmI/AAAAAAAAJn4/68HiVzROrXw/s1600/IMG_1778a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="514" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RLTItjijZDk/TvvmLePzFmI/AAAAAAAAJn4/68HiVzROrXw/s640/IMG_1778a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOVE this picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{Anna Grace is SO good with Hadlea!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CVCZScmnIqQ/TvvmNovF24I/AAAAAAAAJoA/KdumzacPxuM/s1600/IMG_1785a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CVCZScmnIqQ/TvvmNovF24I/AAAAAAAAJoA/KdumzacPxuM/s640/IMG_1785a.jpg" width="408" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our scary Star Wars babies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UWGFdHBJE9Y/TvvmQBEOVdI/AAAAAAAAJoI/ijR1E7B_tBE/s1600/IMG_1754a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UWGFdHBJE9Y/TvvmQBEOVdI/AAAAAAAAJoI/ijR1E7B_tBE/s640/IMG_1754a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then guess who made a visit!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OWj5tAQgsng/TvvmSx3mwiI/AAAAAAAAJoU/ILg1ByFJyFQ/s1600/Picnik+collage+Dec17a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="164" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OWj5tAQgsng/TvvmSx3mwiI/AAAAAAAAJoU/ILg1ByFJyFQ/s640/Picnik+collage+Dec17a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Santa, Granny and the Greats!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5C40KB1zW0I/TvvmV2eDIqI/AAAAAAAAJoc/0HEBjHkeA1o/s1600/IMG_1837a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="448" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5C40KB1zW0I/TvvmV2eDIqI/AAAAAAAAJoc/0HEBjHkeA1o/s640/IMG_1837a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our family of 4 with Santa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3sv840ajaUI/TvvmY4fgEQI/AAAAAAAAJok/Txq3cpNdFnw/s1600/IMG_1849a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="392" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3sv840ajaUI/TvvmY4fgEQI/AAAAAAAAJok/Txq3cpNdFnw/s640/IMG_1849a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We took a group family picture, but I need to get a copy from my cousin. (Michele?! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We had such a great Christmas with the family! The older I get, the more and more it means to be with each of them! I just wish the days wouldn't fly so fast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Be prepared for several for Christmas posts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-3311256587331358711?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/3311256587331358711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=3311256587331358711&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/3311256587331358711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/3311256587331358711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/12/christmas-2011-byford.html' title='Christmas 2011: Byford'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-llnCDEntZwc/Tvvmm9w_wdI/AAAAAAAAJow/8XYnbNIALD4/s72-c/Picnik+collage+Dec17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-763016347319539446</id><published>2011-12-28T21:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T21:31:05.887-06:00</updated><title type='text'>project 365 - week 51</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;1st Christmas! We had our first Christmas of the year with out cousins, Anna, Harvey and Zac! And as always, Santa knew we were all together and made a stop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jdSP0mPSVTg/TvqWuCLFZdI/AAAAAAAAJmQ/x_UqkiALN0c/s1600/December+17+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jdSP0mPSVTg/TvqWuCLFZdI/AAAAAAAAJmQ/x_UqkiALN0c/s400/December+17+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kilian Christmas! Definitely our biggest Christmas of the year... these are SOME of the great-grandkids! It is a wild and LOUD Christmas, but super fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8a2JqEWPZHU/TvqWvUALGqI/AAAAAAAAJmY/x2tpAOC39P4/s1600/December+18+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8a2JqEWPZHU/TvqWvUALGqI/AAAAAAAAJmY/x2tpAOC39P4/s400/December+18+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uncle Jock Strong! Uncle Jake had two weeks off of vacation so he came to spend some time with Hadlea, daddy and I. We LOVED having him over, especially Hadlea since she got almost ALL of his attention! By the time he had to leave, he would say, "Hadlea, what are we?" and she would respond, "stwong... uncle jock, had-wee stwong!". Definitely gave us a great laugh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wh60o-3KclA/TvqWwpM2y8I/AAAAAAAAJmg/1FgRzOrVDrs/s1600/December+19+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wh60o-3KclA/TvqWwpM2y8I/AAAAAAAAJmg/1FgRzOrVDrs/s400/December+19+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;December 20: No picture - Hadlea stayed home to spend the day with me! We then went to the Roumbanis' house for dinner and Christmas cookie decorating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;December 21: No picture - Hadlea went to daycare, while Stephanie and I went to OKC to the new outlet mall. Daddy picked up H after work and then they spent the evening together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cousin time! Riley and Hannah came to stay the night before we all celebrated Christmas. We went to see Christmas lights and then stopped by Cherry Berry for ice cream. The kids LOVED it and had a great time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6yAbnZgAVlU/TvqWyXDywoI/AAAAAAAAJmo/R6ikR3wMfNc/s1600/December+22+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6yAbnZgAVlU/TvqWyXDywoI/AAAAAAAAJmo/R6ikR3wMfNc/s400/December+22+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;More Christmas! We celebrated Christmas with Justin's family at our house. We made dinner,&amp;nbsp;opened gifts, played with the kids toys and then went to look at Christmas lights. Hadlea was so sad to see everyone leave! She loves Riley and Hannah SO much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ILphm37nXLk/TvqWzzLYeYI/AAAAAAAAJmw/gmAKbk_ZVZo/s1600/December+23+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ILphm37nXLk/TvqWzzLYeYI/AAAAAAAAJmw/gmAKbk_ZVZo/s400/December+23+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-763016347319539446?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/763016347319539446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=763016347319539446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/763016347319539446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/763016347319539446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/12/project-365-week-51.html' title='project 365 - week 51'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jdSP0mPSVTg/TvqWuCLFZdI/AAAAAAAAJmQ/x_UqkiALN0c/s72-c/December+17+2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-520289712955852819</id><published>2011-12-27T15:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T15:30:33.223-06:00</updated><title type='text'>project 365 - week 50</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy Birthday party! We had Hadlea's birthday party at a bowling alley! The kids LOVED it! After bowling, it was cupcakes, presents, arcade and then onto go-karts! Everyone was worn out afterwards!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lHV-nliYCSs/Tu7EMHmekyI/AAAAAAAAJeI/uPw8c1jyYD0/s1600/December+10+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lHV-nliYCSs/Tu7EMHmekyI/AAAAAAAAJeI/uPw8c1jyYD0/s400/December+10+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Clean teeth! Hadlea is very much into brushing her teeth, which is fine with this momma! She is always willing to jump up on her new stool and start brushing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ECkcvPMNOoM/Tu7ENvLQBgI/AAAAAAAAJeQ/Q6GKUwhOT84/s1600/December+12+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ECkcvPMNOoM/Tu7ENvLQBgI/AAAAAAAAJeQ/Q6GKUwhOT84/s400/December+12+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fun time with T-man! Hadlea's friend Trevin came over to play. T's daddy helped Justin hang Hadlea's new tv for her playroom. It is always so fun to watch the kiddos interact together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7cilyVqSWhs/Tu7EOgdP2aI/AAAAAAAAJeY/Quw_q6x5K-Y/s1600/December+13+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7cilyVqSWhs/Tu7EOgdP2aI/AAAAAAAAJeY/Quw_q6x5K-Y/s400/December+13+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uncle Jock! My little brother Jake came to stay the night. H was LOVING having him over and getting all of his attention! She thought Jake in her tent was super fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JRnzRvgcR7k/Tu7EP2h4rSI/AAAAAAAAJeg/9tBTjZEq6bs/s1600/December+14+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JRnzRvgcR7k/Tu7EP2h4rSI/AAAAAAAAJeg/9tBTjZEq6bs/s400/December+14+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Christmas Program! Hadlea's daycare had their Christmas program. She did great standing on stage and just looking adorable! She was not about to sing or perform! Ha! She wasn't so sure about Santa once he arrived, but once seeing he had candy canes, she was SO in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cwGHpRJ5Juk/Tu7EQyf0ZnI/AAAAAAAAJeo/F5vBkdyKMqs/s1600/December+15+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cwGHpRJ5Juk/Tu7EQyf0ZnI/AAAAAAAAJeo/F5vBkdyKMqs/s400/December+15+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;December 16: No picture, but we headed to Medford to celebrate Christmas' with our grandparents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-520289712955852819?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/520289712955852819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=520289712955852819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/520289712955852819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/520289712955852819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/12/project-365-week-50.html' title='project 365 - week 50'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lHV-nliYCSs/Tu7EMHmekyI/AAAAAAAAJeI/uPw8c1jyYD0/s72-c/December+10+2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-1990408518984123544</id><published>2011-12-25T12:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T12:21:01.138-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>We had a special visitor last night! H LOVED him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/12/25/1706.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/12/25/s_1706.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have an awesome day celebrating the birth of our Savior! God is so good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-1990408518984123544?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/1990408518984123544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=1990408518984123544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/1990408518984123544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/1990408518984123544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/12/merry-christmas_25.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-828277861658280046</id><published>2011-12-24T22:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T22:07:38.313-06:00</updated><title type='text'>daycare christmas program</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Back on December 15, Hadlea's daycare had their Christmas program. I LOVE her daycare, especially the staff. They treat Hadlea like she is their own! (and this is coming from a person that SWORE they would NEVER send their daughter to a large daycare! I always wanted a nanny or an in-home daycare. After having both of those, I would NEVER go back! But obviously, that is my opinion from experience.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Since this was my first daycare Christmas program experience, I wasn't sure what to expect! We all got dressed to head out. Hadlea wore a new dress that I had ordered and a pair of tights from last year. I LOVED her outfit! Sometimes I dress her and just SQUEAL from all of the cuteness! She is just too much sometimes! Ha! I was definitely made to be a momma of a baby girl! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E5devE9I0Pw/TvaZ_qKGpkI/AAAAAAAAJj8/4anihxwOmwI/s1600/Picnik+collage+dec15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="588" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E5devE9I0Pw/TvaZ_qKGpkI/AAAAAAAAJj8/4anihxwOmwI/s640/Picnik+collage+dec15.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Her class sang "If you are happy and you know it" and then the 3 year old class joined them to sing "The Reindeer Pokey". Hadlea was NOT about to participate in any of it! She stood there all nice and straight, but would not move her mouth or body! Ha! (Her best friend is Ms E in the black and red dress. She talks about E all of the time! Ms E... she has a voice and some moves! We could NOT stop laughing at her! You can definitely tell she is the baby of 3 other girls!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mJNbI8De8-s/TvaaBWBGGWI/AAAAAAAAJkE/z21Mwf249kM/s1600/Picnik+collage+dec15a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="380" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mJNbI8De8-s/TvaaBWBGGWI/AAAAAAAAJkE/z21Mwf249kM/s640/Picnik+collage+dec15a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;After the kids sang, you could go get your child off of the stage. Had and E watched the other kids up front! They just looked SO cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KYRxnh82-IU/TvaaIzfc3gI/AAAAAAAAJkU/uanY4BKm9Qw/s1600/IMG_1649a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KYRxnh82-IU/TvaaIzfc3gI/AAAAAAAAJkU/uanY4BKm9Qw/s640/IMG_1649a.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;And then guess who arrived?! I made a last minute call to the daycare director to see if they needed a Santa. They didn't have one planned, so I made a call to the North Pole and got one set up! There is just nothing cuter than a face of a baby when they see Santa! They chased him all the way to his seat! Hadlea.... well, she wasn't quite sure so she jumped in Uncle Jake's arms!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-auurcL591JU/TvabD_IslkI/AAAAAAAAJlQ/lwIbBDNTqfU/s1600/Picnik+collage+dec15b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="380" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-auurcL591JU/TvabD_IslkI/AAAAAAAAJlQ/lwIbBDNTqfU/s640/Picnik+collage+dec15b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Santa lured H with a candy cane and then she was just fine to sit and chat! She actually went back 2 or 3 times!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NkL4zZgvDs8/TvabIB_lkwI/AAAAAAAAJlY/mpWFQCuEIH4/s1600/IMG_1704ab.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NkL4zZgvDs8/TvabIB_lkwI/AAAAAAAAJlY/mpWFQCuEIH4/s640/IMG_1704ab.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hadlea and her great-granny with Santa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zv0cnIrcWi0/TvabJPEPjEI/AAAAAAAAJlg/QejF8NjVHzA/s1600/IMG_1713a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zv0cnIrcWi0/TvabJPEPjEI/AAAAAAAAJlg/QejF8NjVHzA/s640/IMG_1713a.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hadlea got to see all of her daycare teachers! She LOVES them... and so do we! I just cannot say enough great things about these girls! They treat Hadlea like gold, keep us up to date daily on how she acts/what they do, etc. They also post pictures or send me texts of things she does during the day! That is just so refreshing to a momma!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Top: Ms Hannah (H's 1 year old teacher and sometimes babysitter /&amp;nbsp;Ms Kelsey (afternoon teacher)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bottom: Ms Adrian (morning teacher)&amp;nbsp;and Ms Kathy (daycare director)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YE3a3PM9jX4/TvabKUNb_HI/AAAAAAAAJlo/mEVR7EVZOz4/s1600/Picnik+collage+dec15d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YE3a3PM9jX4/TvabKUNb_HI/AAAAAAAAJlo/mEVR7EVZOz4/s640/Picnik+collage+dec15d.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our little family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qJNwt99yp8s/TvabMNxblgI/AAAAAAAAJlw/WCv3HyLpTLY/s1600/IMG_1667a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qJNwt99yp8s/TvabMNxblgI/AAAAAAAAJlw/WCv3HyLpTLY/s640/IMG_1667a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hadlea and her grandma's! Gigi and Nana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v28YOJzVbD8/TvabNkD81MI/AAAAAAAAJl4/fmEYPwcq2Dw/s1600/IMG_1664a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="414" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v28YOJzVbD8/TvabNkD81MI/AAAAAAAAJl4/fmEYPwcq2Dw/s640/IMG_1664a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Some of Hadlea's audience: Gigi, Granny, Uncle Jake and Stephanie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YbX-dGTBT3U/TvabOFSN1FI/AAAAAAAAJmA/zSCKF9KOUSQ/s1600/Picnik+collage+dec15c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YbX-dGTBT3U/TvabOFSN1FI/AAAAAAAAJmA/zSCKF9KOUSQ/s640/Picnik+collage+dec15c.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;When Hadlea's class first started singing, I about lost it with the tears! I am so proud to be Hadlea's momma. We waited so long to bring her into the world and things like this where dreams I had when we were waiting for a baby! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I am so thankful we found this daycare, and I am so thankful for the amazing staff that they have! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-828277861658280046?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/828277861658280046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=828277861658280046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/828277861658280046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/828277861658280046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/12/daycare-christmas-program.html' title='daycare christmas program'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E5devE9I0Pw/TvaZ_qKGpkI/AAAAAAAAJj8/4anihxwOmwI/s72-c/Picnik+collage+dec15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-4140496429181440045</id><published>2011-12-22T14:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T15:08:49.116-06:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 2nd birthday: party decorations and gifts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;As you can see from my previous post, the party totally rocked! We had such a great turnout of friends and family! Definitely makes us realize being so close to Christmas how truly blessed we are... and how much we REALLY have to be thankful for!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;But on to the specifics of the party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I made the invitations. I seen several things online that I liked and decided I would give my photoshop knowledge a try! :) I was pleased with how they turned out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G0TnsOp3I0w/TvFaKH_0UqI/AAAAAAAAJjw/zIOzGQUjt4o/s1600/2nd+bday+invitations+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G0TnsOp3I0w/TvFaKH_0UqI/AAAAAAAAJjw/zIOzGQUjt4o/s640/2nd+bday+invitations+copy.jpg" width="456" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Hadlea's shirt was made by Mary Kate's Monograms. You can find her &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/#!/pages/Mary-Kates-Monograms/238706392818622"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; on facebook!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GUrQ5bmlwuE/TvFZWAzCNtI/AAAAAAAAJjo/uRdBCvpzBxA/s1600/IMG_1584a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GUrQ5bmlwuE/TvFZWAzCNtI/AAAAAAAAJjo/uRdBCvpzBxA/s640/IMG_1584a.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The cupcakes and cookies were made by my friend Pamela. The banner was made by my friend Taran. The cupcake toppers and straw tags were made by my blog friend, Kelly. You can find her Etsy store &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/YLLM"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jwbWTa1GJ8o/Tu-1nVPT_3I/AAAAAAAAJgw/yDWdw38Mq2Q/s1600/Picnik+collage+Dec+10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="164" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jwbWTa1GJ8o/Tu-1nVPT_3I/AAAAAAAAJgw/yDWdw38Mq2Q/s640/Picnik+collage+Dec+10.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I also made the bag tags as party favors. Pamela made the cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rmCcKsmsIa0/Tu-1oa4iG9I/AAAAAAAAJg4/n_9G3pSqZfo/s1600/Picnik+collage+Dec10a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="588" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rmCcKsmsIa0/Tu-1oa4iG9I/AAAAAAAAJg4/n_9G3pSqZfo/s640/Picnik+collage+Dec10a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All of the clothes Hadlea racked in! SUPER cute stuff!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y3gMtSs38Oc/Tu-1vI634pI/AAAAAAAAJhA/1EXRSqSfDwo/s1600/IMG_5903.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y3gMtSs38Oc/Tu-1vI634pI/AAAAAAAAJhA/1EXRSqSfDwo/s640/IMG_5903.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The toys! (you will not see ONE baby! Ha! I think everyone either knew she had 100 of them or thought she would receive a ton of them! Thank you to all of those smart friends!) (There are a few things missing... bath toys that she immidiately wanted to put in the back and a handmade blanket from our neighbors.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nX7F6zydcEU/Tu-1zmgXc7I/AAAAAAAAJhI/bjby48f-xCs/s1600/IMG_5906.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nX7F6zydcEU/Tu-1zmgXc7I/AAAAAAAAJhI/bjby48f-xCs/s640/IMG_5906.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I ordered this stool for Hadlea from &lt;a href="http://ellies.com/"&gt;Ellies.com&lt;/a&gt;. Love.love.love this! And so does Hadlea!! Working with Ellies.com was so easy! I gave her ideas and she no doubt delivered!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img border="0" height="480" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_dyRLKJWRCY/Tu-13GafFsI/AAAAAAAAJhQ/V3rw7-cOswI/s640/IMG_5908.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9mHZpL21frE/Tu-15ULd3_I/AAAAAAAAJhY/AtfDo0aiGck/s1600/IMG_5909.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9mHZpL21frE/Tu-15ULd3_I/AAAAAAAAJhY/AtfDo0aiGck/s640/IMG_5909.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nana and Rusty got Hadlea her table and chairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CuxCrCC1rp4/Tu-18K9KtQI/AAAAAAAAJhg/L_i-MQZ7bE0/s1600/IMG_5910.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CuxCrCC1rp4/Tu-18K9KtQI/AAAAAAAAJhg/L_i-MQZ7bE0/s640/IMG_5910.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gigi and Poppa got Hadlea her kitchen set!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lHSAU_usc-w/Tu-1-8e1bYI/AAAAAAAAJho/aPHLvIiYtyE/s1600/IMG_5911.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lHSAU_usc-w/Tu-1-8e1bYI/AAAAAAAAJho/aPHLvIiYtyE/s640/IMG_5911.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And Uncle Jake got Hadlea a new tv for her playroom... (well, not this one, he exchanged it for a 26 inch!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rgun5mNXKdI/Tu-2BFLDciI/AAAAAAAAJhw/T2h3Wukp0to/s1600/IMG_5912.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rgun5mNXKdI/Tu-2BFLDciI/AAAAAAAAJhw/T2h3Wukp0to/s640/IMG_5912.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Again... someone is overly and SUPER spoiled!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Of course, we wouldn't have her any other way! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-4140496429181440045?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/4140496429181440045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=4140496429181440045&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/4140496429181440045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/4140496429181440045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/12/happy-2nd-birthday-party-decorations.html' title='happy 2nd birthday: party decorations and gifts'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G0TnsOp3I0w/TvFaKH_0UqI/AAAAAAAAJjw/zIOzGQUjt4o/s72-c/2nd+bday+invitations+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-1923289792992364536</id><published>2011-12-21T20:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T20:44:47.276-06:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 2nd birthday: the party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I wasn't sure if I thought I could surpass Hadlea's 1st birthday, just because we had so many friends/family, and it was such&amp;nbsp;a great time! But... I think I did it! I went a little lazy with this party and had it at a local bowling alley, which also has a party room, arcade and go-carts! What more could kids possibly want?! Ha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;After this party, I am not sure I could ever have one at home again! The bowling alley set up everything and all I had to do was bring the cup cupcakes and any party favors! They provided all of the table clothes, cups, plates, silverware, etc. Plus, we had a party coordinator that helped with everything! And if that wasn't enough, it was WAY cheaper than the first birthday! Score!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I thought I would be super mom and wake Hadlea up early that morning so she would go down for an early nap! What was I thinking!? That idea went to crap! So our no nap baby girl... was actually REALLY good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wzLIfEs7r2o/TvEGW1254SI/AAAAAAAAJjY/eAUDdlsN25U/s1600/IMG_1584a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wzLIfEs7r2o/TvEGW1254SI/AAAAAAAAJjY/eAUDdlsN25U/s640/IMG_1584a.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We had a great turn out of about 30... and the babies LOVED the bowling!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;{Hadlea. Jackson. Trevin. Katelyn}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PbLGiaUXpCg/TvD-9zKkNxI/AAAAAAAAJiE/JkKLM1zDxMk/s1600/Picnik+collage+bowling.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="294" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PbLGiaUXpCg/TvD-9zKkNxI/AAAAAAAAJiE/JkKLM1zDxMk/s640/Picnik+collage+bowling.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My 3 babies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;{nephew-Riley, Hadlea and niece-Hannah}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3sHVrPw16rg/TvD_AlMgZ-I/AAAAAAAAJiM/wD-1ISW10VM/s1600/IMG_1400a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="464" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3sHVrPw16rg/TvD_AlMgZ-I/AAAAAAAAJiM/wD-1ISW10VM/s640/IMG_1400a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my baby girl and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U9G7XRPithY/TvD_kymzb5I/AAAAAAAAJiU/arnilFfEhHE/s1600/IMG_1435a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="466" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U9G7XRPithY/TvD_kymzb5I/AAAAAAAAJiU/arnilFfEhHE/s640/IMG_1435a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;H and her grandparents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GTDWTgZK9LQ/TvEFis1MvNI/AAAAAAAAJig/xXZdqP9AJFk/s1600/Picnik+collage+dec10b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="322" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GTDWTgZK9LQ/TvEFis1MvNI/AAAAAAAAJig/xXZdqP9AJFk/s640/Picnik+collage+dec10b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;popcorn with Uncle Alan and hoping Aunt Amanda was getting baby fever by hogging our friend's baby! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dM60wk1aga8/TvEFkatOXrI/AAAAAAAAJio/EIEXR-LmwXI/s1600/Picnik+collage+dec10c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="392" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dM60wk1aga8/TvEFkatOXrI/AAAAAAAAJio/EIEXR-LmwXI/s640/Picnik+collage+dec10c.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Riley Biley and Had getting ready for some cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zjIr3tGvJf4/TvEGIXzRdYI/AAAAAAAAJjQ/sc6e6awOxuU/s1600/IMG_1464a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zjIr3tGvJf4/TvEGIXzRdYI/AAAAAAAAJjQ/sc6e6awOxuU/s640/IMG_1464a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After cupcakes, it was present time! (I have another post for decorations and gifts! Just too many pictures for this post!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Most of the kids (minus some babies!) and then H and I with Allison and Finley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-60F6xyoMkyg/TvEFlzUQ8iI/AAAAAAAAJiw/WxLgGDCu6-Q/s1600/Picnik+collage+friends.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="322" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-60F6xyoMkyg/TvEFlzUQ8iI/AAAAAAAAJiw/WxLgGDCu6-Q/s640/Picnik+collage+friends.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Friends and Family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aL-NIbCQXuc/TvEI-jFeaCI/AAAAAAAAJjg/wGl4_jITq34/s1600/Picnik+collage+famil.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aL-NIbCQXuc/TvEI-jFeaCI/AAAAAAAAJjg/wGl4_jITq34/s640/Picnik+collage+famil.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then it was onto the arcade games!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Qpf-EbV6zQ/TvEFm8pbZDI/AAAAAAAAJi4/fd6kJhD59K0/s1600/Picnik+collage+games.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Qpf-EbV6zQ/TvEFm8pbZDI/AAAAAAAAJi4/fd6kJhD59K0/s640/Picnik+collage+games.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even the big boys got in on the action!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ezdIhUyG_nk/TvEFymgCAuI/AAAAAAAAJjI/x1vypQaF-Xc/s1600/IMG_1544a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ezdIhUyG_nk/TvEFymgCAuI/AAAAAAAAJjI/x1vypQaF-Xc/s640/IMG_1544a.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We ended with over 1600 tickets so all of the kids got some fun prizes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Once most everyone left, we road go-carts! Hadlea was beyond mad that she couldn't ride! Poor girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_esCxYGx0ZM/TvEFoHq5diI/AAAAAAAAJjA/v3ytbaoCPv0/s1600/Picnik+collage+gocarts.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="588" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_esCxYGx0ZM/TvEFoHq5diI/AAAAAAAAJjA/v3ytbaoCPv0/s640/Picnik+collage+gocarts.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;After everything was over, some of us headed to dinner and then out for drinks! Momma needed something to de-stress from the busy afternoon! Ha! Gigi and Poppa took a tired baby girl home to put her to bed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Thanks to all that made the day SO special! H is one VERY loved baby girl! Cannot wait to share all of her decorations and goodies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-1923289792992364536?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/1923289792992364536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=1923289792992364536&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/1923289792992364536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/1923289792992364536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/12/happy-2nd-birthday-party.html' title='happy 2nd birthday: the party'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wzLIfEs7r2o/TvEGW1254SI/AAAAAAAAJjY/eAUDdlsN25U/s72-c/IMG_1584a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-723489534127319251</id><published>2011-12-20T14:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T15:24:29.534-06:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 2nd birthday: december 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I am SO far behind on blogging! Hopefully I will have Christmas up before the end of January! Ha! But I could not wait to get Hadlea's birthday posts up! I am wading through TONS of pictures, so be ready for tons of different birthday posts! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Once again, H was spoiled by all... no surprise there! We have talked and talked about her birthday, so I couldn't wait to spoil her rotten on her birthday! I walked in at 9AM to find her awake and peeking out at me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Daddy and I blew up balloons and filled the hallway after she went to bed the night before. To say she LOVED them would be an understatement! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lPJe3Sm-Ymo/Tu-yImnHdcI/AAAAAAAAJfI/AgnAmS2anl4/s1600/Picnik+collage+Dec9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lPJe3Sm-Ymo/Tu-yImnHdcI/AAAAAAAAJfI/AgnAmS2anl4/s640/Picnik+collage+Dec9.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We spent 30 minutes playing in the hallway before we even made it anywhere else in the house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ahS2D5_YJeI/Tu-xGy99IsI/AAAAAAAAJe0/lTI8nnjqH0Q/s1600/IMG_5826.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ahS2D5_YJeI/Tu-xGy99IsI/AAAAAAAAJe0/lTI8nnjqH0Q/s640/IMG_5826.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Then it was onto breakfast... cinnamon rolls. &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/216102482089221653/"&gt;This recipe&lt;/a&gt;. I had made them before and she loved them, so I thought they would be perfect for her birthday morning! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v_1cOOZEwJo/Tu-xMoaCZjI/AAAAAAAAJe8/U5q6NF_hEso/s1600/IMG_5831.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v_1cOOZEwJo/Tu-xMoaCZjI/AAAAAAAAJe8/U5q6NF_hEso/s640/IMG_5831.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We played and then got dressed and headed out! I am pretty sure everything we did that day started or ended with singing Happy Birthday! She just KNEW it was HER day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wRZlQeX11tg/Tu-yLn1ykjI/AAAAAAAAJfY/WNfOQQFRkp8/s1600/IMG_5852a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="598" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wRZlQeX11tg/Tu-yLn1ykjI/AAAAAAAAJfY/WNfOQQFRkp8/s640/IMG_5852a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;She got some cards and money in the mail!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3TZR4trJyss/Tu-yO7zdD1I/AAAAAAAAJfg/buKxzw2e7kM/s1600/IMG_5855.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3TZR4trJyss/Tu-yO7zdD1I/AAAAAAAAJfg/buKxzw2e7kM/s640/IMG_5855.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;And a card/gift card&amp;nbsp;sent home from her daycare teacher! Ms Hannah was sweet enough to remember H's bday! Ms Hannah is the best... she recently took a new job and we are SO sad! I made sure to tell her to be back by baby #2!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iH8MRfTW_I0/Tu-yp4qraDI/AAAAAAAAJfw/iqBP0Bbnh0k/s1600/IMG_5813.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iH8MRfTW_I0/Tu-yp4qraDI/AAAAAAAAJfw/iqBP0Bbnh0k/s640/IMG_5813.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We also got a package in the mail that I had ordered. I wanted an ornament from each year of H's life with a picture. &lt;a href="http://www.personalizationmall.com/"&gt;Personalization Mall&lt;/a&gt; was having a great deal so I ordered these. LOVE them. They are ceramic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b9X07RynbI8/Tu-yJjsnkbI/AAAAAAAAJfQ/Dsh_AS4-HZ4/s1600/Picnik+collage+Dec9a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="164" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b9X07RynbI8/Tu-yJjsnkbI/AAAAAAAAJfQ/Dsh_AS4-HZ4/s640/Picnik+collage+Dec9a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then it was off to lunch at Panera. I am not sure what it is about Panera, but H is always so good there! She knows she gets to set on one side of the booth all alone and eat like a big girl! I almost forgot that I was only eating with a 2 year old!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tP1qIUxS91I/Tu-ymr_n-oI/AAAAAAAAJfo/eZNrWLHUP0U/s1600/Dec9aa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tP1qIUxS91I/Tu-ymr_n-oI/AAAAAAAAJfo/eZNrWLHUP0U/s640/Dec9aa.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After lunch and errands, it was back home to play! Uncle Alan and Aunt Amanda wanted to drop by to see her on her actual birthday! They got her some &lt;a href="http://www.joesjeans.com/index.php"&gt;Joe's Jeans&lt;/a&gt;, an &lt;a href="http://www.hm.com/us/"&gt;H&amp;amp;M&lt;/a&gt; cheetah print coat and a dessert set to go with her new kitchen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nK1lVM6vCGY/Tu-yvMei77I/AAAAAAAAJf4/furFN_nfMxs/s1600/IMG_5864.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nK1lVM6vCGY/Tu-yvMei77I/AAAAAAAAJf4/furFN_nfMxs/s640/IMG_5864.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cousin, Avery, came by to say Happy Birthday too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pcvCYeiXMNw/Tu-yxyeW4lI/AAAAAAAAJgA/UDTOurpJiYc/s1600/IMG_5870.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pcvCYeiXMNw/Tu-yxyeW4lI/AAAAAAAAJgA/UDTOurpJiYc/s640/IMG_5870.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then Gigi, Poppa, Nana and Rusty came over for dinner! H was no doubt in heaven with all of her grandparents in one place! She had to eat dinner with her Gigi and Nana at her new table from Nana and Rusty! (table and chairs are from &lt;a href="http://www.childrenstablesandchairs.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PDEhqkUHh3Q/Tu-y0rJRerI/AAAAAAAAJgI/PHQCfrepNgE/s1600/IMG_5873.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PDEhqkUHh3Q/Tu-y0rJRerI/AAAAAAAAJgI/PHQCfrepNgE/s640/IMG_5873.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then she got to see her new kitchen from Gigi and Poppa and open some pots and pans! (kitchen &lt;a href="http://www.target.com/p/Kidkraft-Vintage-Kitchen-Pink/-/A-12228579"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, but in&amp;nbsp;white.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nU745ilvZJc/Tu-y6-mcvKI/AAAAAAAAJgU/tGNrssWC-Jo/s1600/IMG_5876.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nU745ilvZJc/Tu-y6-mcvKI/AAAAAAAAJgU/tGNrssWC-Jo/s640/IMG_5876.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then onto a cupcake! ...with a couple rounds of blowing out candles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bDGlzMUJiQk/Tu-y99T-XMI/AAAAAAAAJgc/-Q8R4YEM1WI/s320/IMG_5882.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6c9nTxoMj-c/Tu-y_4McbzI/AAAAAAAAJgk/bK0O0djY8Ns/s320/IMG_5883.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I still cannot believe my baby girl is 2 YEARS OLD! This has been the fastest two yeas of my life, but I am loving every single minute of it. She is just the most perfect thing I have ever experienced! We cannot wait for another 2 years... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-723489534127319251?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/723489534127319251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=723489534127319251&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/723489534127319251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/723489534127319251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/12/happy-2nd-birthday-december-9.html' title='happy 2nd birthday: december 9'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lPJe3Sm-Ymo/Tu-yImnHdcI/AAAAAAAAJfI/AgnAmS2anl4/s72-c/Picnik+collage+Dec9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-8003249235249219656</id><published>2011-12-19T15:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T15:19:07.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'>project 365 - week 49</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Bedlam! We had a few people over to watch the bedlam football game, which is&amp;nbsp;Oklahoma State vs Oklahoma. OSU won.. BOO, but Hadlea had a fun time chasing Jackson and Trevin around EVERYWHERE! They had so much fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F4gxYqMeezw/Tu7D_kfEkJI/AAAAAAAAJdo/qhZRHY2I1EY/s1600/December+3+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F4gxYqMeezw/Tu7D_kfEkJI/AAAAAAAAJdo/qhZRHY2I1EY/s400/December+3+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pictures! Hadlea and I went over to the Roumbanis house to take a few pictures of the boys! We got several good shots for their Christmas cards!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3-4L-itAL7s/Tu7EAX3kIwI/AAAAAAAAJdw/5Dlk5SQxzxo/s1600/December+4+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3-4L-itAL7s/Tu7EAX3kIwI/AAAAAAAAJdw/5Dlk5SQxzxo/s400/December+4+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fire! Hadlea is loving a fire and popcorn! We have had many fun nights camping in front of the fire with a snack!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aCg_os3HQDA/Tu7ECIs1xrI/AAAAAAAAJd4/GYzTAVZzMkw/s1600/December+5+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aCg_os3HQDA/Tu7ECIs1xrI/AAAAAAAAJd4/GYzTAVZzMkw/s400/December+5+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;December 6 - No picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;December&amp;nbsp;7 - No picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;December 8&amp;nbsp;- No picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Obviously, I have went WAY down hill with the picture taking!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy 2nd Birthday, Hadlea! She turned the BIG 2, and we just couldn't believe it! She spent the day home with momma, out to Panera for lunch, a little shopping and then home for dinner with daddy and the grandparents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-axg4lrbTles/Tu7EC3dmXmI/AAAAAAAAJeA/FxXcRXRahgg/s1600/December+9+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-axg4lrbTles/Tu7EC3dmXmI/AAAAAAAAJeA/FxXcRXRahgg/s400/December+9+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-8003249235249219656?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/8003249235249219656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=8003249235249219656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/8003249235249219656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/8003249235249219656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/12/project-365-week-49.html' title='project 365 - week 49'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F4gxYqMeezw/Tu7D_kfEkJI/AAAAAAAAJdo/qhZRHY2I1EY/s72-c/December+3+2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-4089499951850560825</id><published>2011-12-15T14:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T14:15:52.835-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;Merry Christmas from our family to yours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(sorry for the poor quality, I had to scan this one it)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;front&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N-vhp1APp-I/TupTzhzbh8I/AAAAAAAAJdU/aiTtAbQGOU4/s1600/front.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="454" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N-vhp1APp-I/TupTzhzbh8I/AAAAAAAAJdU/aiTtAbQGOU4/s640/front.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bgsJ8FgK354/TupT4bjES3I/AAAAAAAAJdc/WGlZVIbHGck/s1600/back.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="370" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bgsJ8FgK354/TupT4bjES3I/AAAAAAAAJdc/WGlZVIbHGck/s640/back.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can see our Christmas card from 2010, &lt;a href="http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. Crazy what a difference a year makes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been MIA and BUSY! It's just that time of year, I guess! But after tomorrow, I am off for over two weeks! Alot of pictures to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-4089499951850560825?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/4089499951850560825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=4089499951850560825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/4089499951850560825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/4089499951850560825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N-vhp1APp-I/TupTzhzbh8I/AAAAAAAAJdU/aiTtAbQGOU4/s72-c/front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-339043487103926989</id><published>2011-12-09T14:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T14:55:58.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2nd Birthday, Hadlea!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I have fought and fought talking about December 9, as I couldn't face (or believe) my baby girl was turning 2 years old! It's just so emotional! Ha! These last two years have been the best years of my life. I love her and her daddy more and more everyday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I just cannot believe how much she has changed over the months!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G--CojKlDqY/Ttw7bHLe9sI/AAAAAAAAJdE/4ofLbHFMqZA/s1600/2+year+projecta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="245" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G--CojKlDqY/Ttw7bHLe9sI/AAAAAAAAJdE/4ofLbHFMqZA/s400/2+year+projecta.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rfMUPr3whHM/Ttw7b8vCS2I/AAAAAAAAJdM/-GGctFMk8pY/s1600/2+year+projectb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="245" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rfMUPr3whHM/Ttw7b8vCS2I/AAAAAAAAJdM/-GGctFMk8pY/s400/2+year+projectb.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Daily schedule: Wake up at 8AM, momma drops off at daycare by 9AM, lunch at 11AM, nap at 1230PM, snack at 2PM, daddy picks up at 5PM, dinner at 6PM, bath at 7PM, bed at 8PM. {We try to keep food and nap times the same on the weekends... it rarely happens, but we try! Ha!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Counts to 5, sometimes 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Colors she can point out: pink, green, purple, black, yellow, white, red&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Shapes she can point out: heart, star, circle square&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bedtime songs and in this order. DO NOT change the order: Jesus Loves Me, Happy Birthday (we have been singing this for MONTHS), You are my sunshine and This little light of mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ql7sCqNp-8/Ttw0fTKX2XI/AAAAAAAAJcI/Hj89_zqDWpE/s1600/IMG_1190a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ql7sCqNp-8/Ttw0fTKX2XI/AAAAAAAAJcI/Hj89_zqDWpE/s640/IMG_1190a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;She talks in third person - Hadlea drink (means Hadlea wants a drink), Hadlea do it (means do not even think about helping), Hadlea&amp;nbsp;stinky (means she needs her diaper changed! ha!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She says "Come here" when she is in another room and wants to show you something! Bossy should have been her middle name!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When she is looking for you around the house, she says, "Daddy hussey (almost our last name) where you go?", "Berk-y hussey, where you go" or "Momma hussey, where you go"!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If she wants to go get something to show you but doesn't want you to come, she will say, "Sit. Stay. I be wight back".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XPrBqTXuyiw/Ttw1FMn0ZII/AAAAAAAAJcQ/-aRckL9KFU8/s1600/IMG_1194b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XPrBqTXuyiw/Ttw1FMn0ZII/AAAAAAAAJcQ/-aRckL9KFU8/s640/IMG_1194b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She says "Whoops, Oops, Oh my goodness, Oh no, Uh oh" when she does something on accident. She spilled her drink in the floor one day and day, "Oh my goodness, Oops. Momma get towel". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She LOVES to help with laundry. She will pick out her wash cloths, kitchen towels&amp;nbsp;and all socks and put them in piles. After I fold them, she knows exactly where they go... even momma and daddy's socks! SCORE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She is starting the blame game. If she does something that she shouldn't have done and you ask her who did it,&amp;nbsp;she will say, "Daddy did it" or "Berk-y did it". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dVVIMd_5EqQ/Ttw2iPKqAFI/AAAAAAAAJcY/WdTLVzxEtak/s1600/IMG_1197ab.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="452" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dVVIMd_5EqQ/Ttw2iPKqAFI/AAAAAAAAJcY/WdTLVzxEtak/s640/IMG_1197ab.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I still think Hadlea is somewhat OCD. Or maybe all kids go through this phase, but she can only do some things a certain way. Like puzzles, when you take a puzzle apart, the pieces either have to go in a bucket or have to be lined up. Strange little thing she is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She has to have everything in TWOs... babies, food, shoes (of course, but if she doesn't see the other shoe she wigs out!), blankets, pacis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h-2Ti3PrHr0/Ttw2jjE88-I/AAAAAAAAJcg/PixsbcdTxm4/s1600/IMG_1204ab.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h-2Ti3PrHr0/Ttw2jjE88-I/AAAAAAAAJcg/PixsbcdTxm4/s640/IMG_1204ab.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She says, "Yes, Yes ma'am, Yea and Yep". Everyday it is different. If you correct her with "Yes ma'am", she will say it, but continue to say whatever word she is on for the day! I am just thankful for the days she is on Yes ma'am so I do not have to correct her 100 times! Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VsEkkmHcFc/Ttw2mq94SMI/AAAAAAAAJco/XEcq4aMPlso/s1600/IMG_1226ab.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VsEkkmHcFc/Ttw2mq94SMI/AAAAAAAAJco/XEcq4aMPlso/s640/IMG_1226ab.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;She is a baby doll lovin' machine! She will rock her babies, put them to bed, brush their hair/teeth, feed them, etc. She talks to them as if they are going to answer her right back! And sometimes I seriously think she thinks they are talking back! It is almost scary! Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;She says, "Baby hussey, don't cry. Don't be sad. I wuv you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;She says, "Baby hungry? Want bottle? Here you go. That yummy?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;She says, "Wanna walk? Here I help you" (...as she walks them across the living room floor. She also helps them do splits and summer salts!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;She loves to change their clothes and diapers. She says, "Eeewwweee baby poopie stinky! Baby need new diapa."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Her babies get set in timeout on a regular basis. Sometimes 3 or 4 at a time. She says, " baby. sit timeout. wight here." When we ask her what they did, she says, "baby bite finger", "baby frow food"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;or "baby hit me". Poor babies! They also get spanks along with timeout!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We have to take TWO babies everywhere we go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ulKaPfvWOUs/Ttw2pMbMuKI/AAAAAAAAJcw/pt8yU0QSLnE/s1600/IMG_1233a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ulKaPfvWOUs/Ttw2pMbMuKI/AAAAAAAAJcw/pt8yU0QSLnE/s640/IMG_1233a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She LOVES animals! We will sometimes go drive around the country area by our house and pull over and look at the cows. She will count them (with random numbers) and tell us what colors they are! She could definitely talk about animals ALL.DAY.LONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PXm8eQ7YUjg/Ttw2qZ_6fyI/AAAAAAAAJc4/apYUL8BNsDQ/s1600/IMG_1249b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PXm8eQ7YUjg/Ttw2qZ_6fyI/AAAAAAAAJc4/apYUL8BNsDQ/s640/IMG_1249b.jpg" width="441" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hadlea Easton,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I CANNOT believe you are two years old! Where has the time gone?! I feel like we were just bringing you home from the hospital! You are the best thing that has ever happened to your daddy and I! You are my very best friend, and I tell you daily. You make me so proud to be your momma... even during those tantrums! Ha! You have the most contagious laugh! No matter where we are, people comment on how cute and good you are. When most people guess how old you are, they normally guess around 3! Your vocabulary is out of control for a two year old, and people always notice! Our little jabber box... sometimes I just wish it had a volume button! :-) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your daddy and I are so thankful God chose us to be your parents! You have definitely completed our lives more than I could have ever imagined!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks for being the greatest thing ever! We love you to the moon and back!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Momma&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-339043487103926989?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/339043487103926989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=339043487103926989&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/339043487103926989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/339043487103926989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/12/happy-2nd-birthday-hadlea.html' title='Happy 2nd Birthday, Hadlea!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G--CojKlDqY/Ttw7bHLe9sI/AAAAAAAAJdE/4ofLbHFMqZA/s72-c/2+year+projecta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-3512177348373190943</id><published>2011-12-04T14:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T14:44:04.741-06:00</updated><title type='text'>project 365 - week 48</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;It is never too early to start! We all got dressed to head out shopping with Nana. Hadlea wanted to carry my purse! Her daddy quickly got her another one as he didn't love the site of her carrying the LV... He has been warned! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s3jIG13bJg0/TtmlvujmfnI/AAAAAAAAJaw/aeDksp2uz1Y/s1600/November+26+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s3jIG13bJg0/TtmlvujmfnI/AAAAAAAAJaw/aeDksp2uz1Y/s400/November+26+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ready for church! Hadlea was all dressed in her hand-me down Justice sweater and ready for church! If she wears a hand-me down outfit and I tell her whose it used to be, she always says, "No, Haddie's". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b62zzYTnfIE/TtmlwnnZMqI/AAAAAAAAJa4/Dji5axB9Yfg/s1600/November+27+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b62zzYTnfIE/TtmlwnnZMqI/AAAAAAAAJa4/Dji5axB9Yfg/s400/November+27+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Shopping with the baby brother! I took a day of vacation and headed to OKC to spend the day with Jake and shopping for his new apartment. 7 hours later we had some great finds and got them all hung up! It was a much needed catch up day too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lizpHziF64I/TtmlxUXMqwI/AAAAAAAAJbA/6e1YA49OF8s/s1600/November+28+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lizpHziF64I/TtmlxUXMqwI/AAAAAAAAJbA/6e1YA49OF8s/s400/November+28+2011.jpg" width="345" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;No stitches! Hadlea fell in the bathtub while trying to kick and stomp on bubbles. After a picture text sent to Dr Justice, it was determined she didn't need stitches. Just a butterfly bandaid and lots of lovin's!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sxcNkeSOnQs/TtmlykuGtiI/AAAAAAAAJbI/DNJFPWUCGD0/s1600/November+29+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sxcNkeSOnQs/TtmlykuGtiI/AAAAAAAAJbI/DNJFPWUCGD0/s400/November+29+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First fire! Daddy made a fire and momma made popcorn! We settled down to watch some tv and eat a snack around the fire. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmWEpbXqi_Y/Ttml0fGGpzI/AAAAAAAAJbQ/L2rFcEJEsf4/s1600/November+30+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmWEpbXqi_Y/Ttml0fGGpzI/AAAAAAAAJbQ/L2rFcEJEsf4/s400/November+30+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Bubba thirsty". Berkley always hangs out around the bathtub as he knows he will eventually get a drink of water once H gets out. NO IDEA why he loves the soapy water so much, but he does. H has now learned how to give him a drink out&amp;nbsp;of a cup. And she thinks it is super funny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XU0NA_w_fIA/Ttml1s8V_rI/AAAAAAAAJbY/UG4prRnE61E/s1600/December+1+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XU0NA_w_fIA/Ttml1s8V_rI/AAAAAAAAJbY/UG4prRnE61E/s400/December+1+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Popcorn! Hadlea has learned where we keep the popcorn in the pantry. She gets a package, can remove the plastic and will stand at the microwave saying, "popcorn my-wave".... meaning she wants us to open the microwave and put in her popcorn. She always knows where we keep bowls that she can get out too... maybe we just need a stool where she can pop her own popcorn and she wouldn't need us any longer! Ha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0LtucH9Sk4/Ttml2ZoVyEI/AAAAAAAAJbg/q6E4DUD6nuI/s1600/December+2+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0LtucH9Sk4/Ttml2ZoVyEI/AAAAAAAAJbg/q6E4DUD6nuI/s400/December+2+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-3512177348373190943?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/3512177348373190943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=3512177348373190943&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/3512177348373190943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/3512177348373190943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/12/project-365-week-48.html' title='project 365 - week 48'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s3jIG13bJg0/TtmlvujmfnI/AAAAAAAAJaw/aeDksp2uz1Y/s72-c/November+26+2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-8065968930679525232</id><published>2011-12-03T16:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T16:15:05.627-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a few things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not until about a year ago did I find out that Justin's favorite cake is strawberry. I honestly had no idea. {We have been together 10 YEARS... WIFE.OF.THE.YEAR!?}&amp;nbsp;I guess maybe because I only make chocolate because it was always one we agreed on. I like white cake, he doesn't. So I always made chocolate. One day I was feeling kinda guilty about it, so I searched on Pinterest and made &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/216102482089238900/"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; cake. He said it was AMAZING. Since I do not like strawberry cake, I didn't eat much, but yes, it was good. Just too sweet for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do you know how long it takes to make a cake with a 2 year old?! Like a lifetime... OK, so maybe just twice as long as it normally takes, but she loved to help nonetheless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cQoS0Lfki_g/Ttmp8Lp1ARI/AAAAAAAAJbo/LzRYeEeFhlg/s1600/Picnik+collage+Nov+27.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="216" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cQoS0Lfki_g/Ttmp8Lp1ARI/AAAAAAAAJbo/LzRYeEeFhlg/s640/Picnik+collage+Nov+27.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We have our Christmas decorations up {I will post about them once my new stockings get in!} and Hadlea is loving them. Especially the nativity scene. She will sit and look at them several times every evening. She will 'pet' the sheep and cows. And tell Baby Jesus night-night before bed time! I think the nativity scene is always my favorite Christmas decoration. I cannot wait to&amp;nbsp;get a big nice one some time. They are just so expensive! I am so glad H is loving it too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5NXn-tuzDI/Ttmp9WqQlZI/AAAAAAAAJbw/YcWlllAqHco/s1600/Picnik+collage+Nov+27a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="164" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5NXn-tuzDI/Ttmp9WqQlZI/AAAAAAAAJbw/YcWlllAqHco/s640/Picnik+collage+Nov+27a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever shopped for a single guy's apartment? If so, WHY didn't you warn me!?&amp;nbsp;My little brother, Jake, has moved into his own apartment and wanted me to come help him fix it up. I took a day of vacation and went to spend the day with him. I got to Oklahoma City about 10AM and left at 5PM! 7 HOURS of shopping. SEVEN HOURS! And we grabbed a quick lunch! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZiD2v2iMnWw/Ttmp_DAj9qI/AAAAAAAAJb4/zYcIML1clrs/s1600/Picnik+collage+Nov+28a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="380" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZiD2v2iMnWw/Ttmp_DAj9qI/AAAAAAAAJb4/zYcIML1clrs/s640/Picnik+collage+Nov+28a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We did get some great finds! A painting and bone/stick decorations&amp;nbsp;at IO Metro, pictures for his dining room and a mirror at Kirklands and some knickknacks at Hobby Lobby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VJWwbR3P-XI/TtmqBLXd97I/AAAAAAAAJcA/8UhmsGgjvQc/s1600/Picnik+collage+Nov+28.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="164" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VJWwbR3P-XI/TtmqBLXd97I/AAAAAAAAJcA/8UhmsGgjvQc/s640/Picnik+collage+Nov+28.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Even with all of the shopping, it was a much needed catch up day with the baby brother! It was a really fun day, and I am so thankful he trusts my taste to choose me to help him out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-8065968930679525232?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/8065968930679525232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=8065968930679525232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/8065968930679525232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/8065968930679525232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/12/few-things.html' title='a few things'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cQoS0Lfki_g/Ttmp8Lp1ARI/AAAAAAAAJbo/LzRYeEeFhlg/s72-c/Picnik+collage+Nov+27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-7015551999673055366</id><published>2011-12-02T22:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T22:38:14.372-06:00</updated><title type='text'>project 365 - week 47</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Too early for an eyebrow wax? Momma had to go get her eyebrows waxed and Hadlea thought she needed hers done too! :-) The sweet lady was nice enough to play pretend and clean and brush her eyebrows! Hadlea kept saying, "pretty eyes"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5gobpLWecfg/TtmlepsG5BI/AAAAAAAAJZ0/B-kOqQ5bL1Q/s1600/November+19+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5gobpLWecfg/TtmlepsG5BI/AAAAAAAAJZ0/B-kOqQ5bL1Q/s400/November+19+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Clean Teeth! Hadlea loves to brush her teeth. I am sure we do it 10 times a day when we are home. No fight from momma... it is better than fighting her to do it twice! {Notice her two bows... 1 is just never enough these days!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FpC1VY0Kdr4/TtmlfrJJWCI/AAAAAAAAJZ8/4BJAuTRo6p8/s1600/November+20+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FpC1VY0Kdr4/TtmlfrJJWCI/AAAAAAAAJZ8/4BJAuTRo6p8/s400/November+20+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Basketball! I took off of work to go watch my nephew play an early basketball game. Anything involving Riley and Hannah is right up Hadlea's alley. She LOVED watching Riley.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-37Xa_Cxkmmw/TtmlgT3GC8I/AAAAAAAAJaE/l0bq6etO0-4/s1600/November+21+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-37Xa_Cxkmmw/TtmlgT3GC8I/AAAAAAAAJaE/l0bq6etO0-4/s400/November+21+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Monkey! Hadlea is still loving Little Gym. She just loves to swing on the rings and hang from the bars!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g-CPPy25c9Y/Ttmlhl3YkDI/AAAAAAAAJaM/0UhVSLWa7oM/s1600/November+22+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g-CPPy25c9Y/Ttmlhl3YkDI/AAAAAAAAJaM/0UhVSLWa7oM/s400/November+22+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Turkey! Hadlea wore her turkey shirt to daycare the day before Thanksgiving! Goodness... she just looked so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IDCC65eqtsY/Ttmlim54-SI/AAAAAAAAJaU/zCZ-kngFMJM/s1600/November+23+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IDCC65eqtsY/Ttmlim54-SI/AAAAAAAAJaU/zCZ-kngFMJM/s400/November+23+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy Thanksgiving from the Huskey's!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ba992ZFFDto/Ttmlj9T8d5I/AAAAAAAAJac/3tbdRBzou2Y/s1600/November+24+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ba992ZFFDto/Ttmlj9T8d5I/AAAAAAAAJac/3tbdRBzou2Y/s400/November+24+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Decorating! Hadlea helped Gigi decorate her Christmas tree the day after Thanksgiving. Even though they were all at the bottom and in one corner, they looked perfect! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o-XdqTwe4wk/Ttmlky6q-6I/AAAAAAAAJak/noYCxtb9xZg/s1600/November+25+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o-XdqTwe4wk/Ttmlky6q-6I/AAAAAAAAJak/noYCxtb9xZg/s400/November+25+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-7015551999673055366?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/7015551999673055366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=7015551999673055366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/7015551999673055366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/7015551999673055366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/12/project-365-week-47.html' title='project 365 - week 47'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5gobpLWecfg/TtmlepsG5BI/AAAAAAAAJZ0/B-kOqQ5bL1Q/s72-c/November+19+2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-5578495691486919314</id><published>2011-11-30T21:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T21:07:54.767-06:00</updated><title type='text'>stitches?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;me + blood = no bueno!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You can ask my nephew. He never lets me forgot the time he stayed with us and decided before bedtime to pull his tooth. He walks into the living room where I am with a tooth and a pool of blood in his hand, along with blood down his face! I FREAKED out. My exact words, "ummm... I'm not sure what to do with you. Go find your Uncle Justin!" He laughed and thought it was super funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Which lead me to these events:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. Hadlea taking a bath and playing in the bubbles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. Busted chin. Stitches or no stitches?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. Dr Daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. Proud of her band aids!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lnHBuXQ5OEU/TtbrmKNuAmI/AAAAAAAAJZs/EHbd1YPt-B0/s1600/Picnik+collage+Nov+29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="294" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lnHBuXQ5OEU/TtbrmKNuAmI/AAAAAAAAJZs/EHbd1YPt-B0/s640/Picnik+collage+Nov+29.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I walk out of the bathroom for 2 seconds to tape the Victoria Secret Fashion Show (mother of the year, I know!). She yells, "momma, come here." When I turn to walk back into the bathroom, I hear a thud followed by a huge breathtaking scream. I ASSUMED she bit her tongue or cheek. I check her mouth out, but see nothing. Within about 30 seconds she stops crying. I asked her if she was ok. She said yes. She then looks down. When she looks back up, there is blood all over her chest! I FREAKED! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Justin had walked next door to the neighbors. I call&amp;nbsp; him and yell GET HOME! He comes running in. As he walks into the bathroom, Hadlea says, "Me fall down. Me got ouchie". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I get a rag and dab her chin. We got back and forth on stitches or no stitches. I didn't think it needed it... or nothing a few little butterfly band aids wouldn't fix. We shoot a text picture to Dr Justice and he confirms, no stitches. Just some cream and a band aid (he actually said maybe a little glue, but we didn't have any). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I honestly cannot believe how Hadlea reacted! She hardly cried at all. I definitely cried more than she did! I just felt so bad for leaving her for more than just a few seconds! But I am so thankful it wasn't worse and that she wasn't in any pain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tough baby girl we have! ...alot tougher than her momma and daddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-5578495691486919314?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/5578495691486919314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=5578495691486919314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/5578495691486919314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/5578495691486919314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/11/stitches.html' title='stitches?'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lnHBuXQ5OEU/TtbrmKNuAmI/AAAAAAAAJZs/EHbd1YPt-B0/s72-c/Picnik+collage+Nov+29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-7581219295213387665</id><published>2011-11-27T21:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T21:18:21.142-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I am not sure if it is me getting older or everything that is happening in life, but this Thanksgiving weekend&amp;nbsp;seemed to be emotional. Tonight, I am more than thankful for everything I have... my family, friends and our health. Not having my Grandad with us for Thanksgiving was hard. I know I will continue to pray extra hard for my Granny as Christmas approaches. Also, a teacher where I went to high school was killed in a car accident Friday morning after being out Black Friday shopping. She had 3 kids with her in&amp;nbsp;the car. All were okay, but the driver of the other car was also killed. Just really praying for their families today. It would be so hard to lose someone, yet extra hard to lose them around the holidays. An anniversary of a death is never fun, and I cannot imagine having that anniversary right before what is supposed to be the&amp;nbsp;greatest time of the year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I guess having all of those thoughts over the weekend made me think about the last 3 years and our journey to become parents! This has definitely been a fast few years... but I know I am right where I am supposed to be! And so thankful for the gift that God gave us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{holy cow... at 38 weeks I was rather large! :-) }&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hry58B5GVC4/TtL1kfw6G4I/AAAAAAAAJZk/CS6D9KCvwCE/s1600/Picnik+collage+3+years.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="216" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hry58B5GVC4/TtL1kfw6G4I/AAAAAAAAJZk/CS6D9KCvwCE/s640/Picnik+collage+3+years.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We had an awesome Thanksgiving weekend! We headed to Medford on Wednesday evening. Thursday morning, the rest of the family came in and we headed to the church for my dad's side of the family lunch. {Only about 50 people made it to Thanksgiving on my dad's side. I think there are usually around 70-80 of us. It seemed so bare without everyone there! Hope to see everyone there at Christmas!} &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Hadlea definitely soaked up all of the attention of those that were there! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alan, Amanda and H / Jake, H and I / Jake and H / Kaitlyn and H&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aboKrD2yLe4/TtLympM6-bI/AAAAAAAAJYs/KQ6Tom4cv8M/s1600/Picnik+collage+Nov24.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="164" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aboKrD2yLe4/TtLympM6-bI/AAAAAAAAJYs/KQ6Tom4cv8M/s640/Picnik+collage+Nov24.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Taylor, H and I / the whole family / 4 generations! (Granny, Gigi, Me and H / Our family of 3!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rv5qSO567j0/TtLyoBTtbXI/AAAAAAAAJY0/dVM8V277XAk/s1600/Picnik+collage+Nov24a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="164" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rv5qSO567j0/TtLyoBTtbXI/AAAAAAAAJY0/dVM8V277XAk/s640/Picnik+collage+Nov24a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;After lunch, we headed to my Uncle Kevin's (dad's brother). They live on the farm and have the beginnings of a zoo! Jk! They had one week old baby puppies (which H thought were A-mazing!), pigs, kitty cats and sheep! She was pretty much in heaven!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JvqCM5B0vWE/TtLypDzot0I/AAAAAAAAJY8/O9Z_Kah3VcA/s1600/Picnik+collage+Nov24b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="164" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JvqCM5B0vWE/TtLypDzot0I/AAAAAAAAJY8/O9Z_Kah3VcA/s640/Picnik+collage+Nov24b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We got to spend alot of time playing around Gigi and Poppa's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No doubt that H is the center of attention at Gigi and Poppas and she gets pretty much whatever she wants... including money from Uncle Alan and Uncle Jake! Even though it was just $1 this time, I will be working on her asking for $5 from each next time! ... I mean, she needs to start building her own car and college fund now, right?! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She also played kitchen (her birthday present which she will need to forget about before her birthday Ha!) with Uncle Alan and also showed off her splits... I showed H how to do the splits one time and now she goes around trying them all of the time. Hilarious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jBVnVqFY-ew/TtLyrq7XJPI/AAAAAAAAJZM/0GVrEK2p8xk/s1600/Picnik+collage+nov24d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="164" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jBVnVqFY-ew/TtLyrq7XJPI/AAAAAAAAJZM/0GVrEK2p8xk/s640/Picnik+collage+nov24d.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;After H went to bed Thursday night and some of the family left, we headed to see some of my high school friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mikki Rae and I / Mikki, Jonathon and I / Justin and my baby brother, Jake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UA2jyaH0tAA/TtLyqGiOqNI/AAAAAAAAJZE/XhUR80O_ZV0/s1600/Picnik+collage+Nov24c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="216" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UA2jyaH0tAA/TtLyqGiOqNI/AAAAAAAAJZE/XhUR80O_ZV0/s640/Picnik+collage+Nov24c.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We got up early Friday morning and headed back. We wanted to get back in time to watch the Arkansas vs. LSU game with some friends. The game didn't turn out the way we wanted, but LSU is definitely better than I thought they were! :-( Not really an LSU fan even though my cousin coaches for them... definitely makes for a fun rivalry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saturday morning, we got ready to meet Nana for a little shopping. I got H dressed and I guess two pigtails and 2 bows were not enough... a PINK headband was needed too! She also wanted to carry my LV purse, but I don't think you can ever start them too early! Ha! Saturday afternoon, we put up our Christmas decorations, then went to dinner and then came back and let H add her decorations. Even though they are all on one side and at the bottom, the tree had never looked better! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--18BpzwDUcc/TtLysGSMKsI/AAAAAAAAJZQ/Jtofk0yqiww/s1600/Picnik+collage+Nov26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="216" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--18BpzwDUcc/TtLysGSMKsI/AAAAAAAAJZQ/Jtofk0yqiww/s640/Picnik+collage+Nov26.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sunday was church, which H was all dressed up in her warm sweater for...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UydweuQKMPg/TtLy4yQOqtI/AAAAAAAAJZc/GizPn-qJ5xM/s1600/IMG_5767a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UydweuQKMPg/TtLy4yQOqtI/AAAAAAAAJZc/GizPn-qJ5xM/s640/IMG_5767a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;After church, it was lunch and then a lazy day around the house. We spent most of the day trying to avoid tantrums since H wouldn't nap! To be so sweet and loving sometimes, that girl can turn down right hateful and mean! I say she gets it from her daddy! Ha! I am pretty sure he disagrees!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We had such a fun weekend with family and friends! Definitely wish there were more 'family' holidays throughout the year! Being together is always so great for the heart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-7581219295213387665?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/7581219295213387665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=7581219295213387665&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/7581219295213387665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/7581219295213387665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-weekend.html' title='Thanksgiving weekend'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hry58B5GVC4/TtL1kfw6G4I/AAAAAAAAJZk/CS6D9KCvwCE/s72-c/Picnik+collage+3+years.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-5743477377005988427</id><published>2011-11-24T07:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T20:24:17.690-06:00</updated><title type='text'>24 Thankfuls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It seems every year on Facebook that everyone does the 24 days of Thanksgiving... each day saying what they are most thankful for. I LOVE to read what everyone is thankful for... some being really serious, others being funny. Nonetheless, all things that people are truly thankful for. I have never participated, but there is so much I am thankful for that it is so hard to narrow it down to 24! I am just so blessed... and I am SO thankful for that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Who died for me so I could have eternal life. Who I can pray to and instantly feel better. Who even though I do wrong, forgives me. There really is no greater love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Justin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My best friend. The love of my life. At times he makes me think I am losing my mind, but my life would be so incomplete without him! There is no one else that I would rather share my life with... and no one else I would choose to be the father of my children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hadlea.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I truly didn't know love before her. I thought I did, but the second I&amp;nbsp;seen her, I knew I had never experienced a love like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Berkley.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; To most, he is just a dog. To me, he is the best companion that God could have given me. God knew when I needed him, and he came into my life at the most perfect time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mom and Dad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Two people that have shaped me into the person I am today. At times I thought they were the meanest people on earth. Today, I think they are high on a pedestal close to Jesus Himself! I hope to be half the parent they are to me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nana and Rusty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Two people that excepted me as their own. They never had to, but chose to. They raised a son with the most loving heart. Two of the most caring and giving people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Riley and Hannah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Wish they lived in my house! Ha! I love these two as my own. They make me so proud&amp;nbsp;to be their aunt and make my heart so full of love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alan, Amanda&amp;nbsp;and Jake.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Three people that I look up to in different ways. I can call any of them at anytime and they will be there for me no matter the situation. I have no doubts my daughter will look up to them the rest of her life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brandon and Leslie. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Two more people that excepted me when they didn't&amp;nbsp;have to. We rely on Leslie for so many things and she is always there when we needed her. I will forever be grateful for my first SIL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Grandparents.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Not many people the have the memories I do with my grandparents. The best of those memories are the ones of them and Hadlea! I am so thankful that Hadlea met all four of them. But this Thanksgiving, I am thankful for my Grandad and the memories I have with him. RIP Grandaddy! I cannot wait to see you again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aunts, Uncles and cousins.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; There are SO many of them, but I am thankful for the way that each one has shaped my life. At some time in my life, each one of them has made an impact in my life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Best Friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Life is not the same without them. People that never judge and you can pour your heart out&amp;nbsp;to. I am been blessed with some amazing friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our health.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It seems that there is so much 'sickness' in the world today. I am so thankful for Justin, Hadlea, Berkley and I all being healthy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our Jobs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; So many have lost their jobs in the last few years. I cannot imagine how that feels. I am thankful for the stable jobs that support our family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our home, food&amp;nbsp;and utilities.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; We have a place to call our own that keeps us safe and comfortable. We have food to keep us nourished. We have heat and ac to keep us warm and cool. No doubt we take those things for granted!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sports.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Even though sports and my competitiveness might shorten my life by 10 years, I am thankful for the&amp;nbsp;ability to play and watch the game. Football, most of all! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Memories&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I am so thankful for fun memories of the past. I can definitely say I have very few bad memories. I believe they have all made me who I am today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Technology.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Is this questionable?! :-) I am so thankful for Facebook to see my cousin's and their kids and old friends who live hours away from us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blogging&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Another that is NOT questionable! My husband might disagree. But obviously you might be thankful too or you wouldn't be reading this!&amp;nbsp;Ha! But I am thankful for my blog friends... who&amp;nbsp;are in the same stage of&amp;nbsp;life with an almost 2 year old and let me know I am NOT crazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Parenting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Thankful that God chose to let me be a parent, especially Hadlea's momma! It could have very easily not been in His plan for me, but it was. And I am SO grateful! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Freedom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; To live in a country where I can believe my own beliefs and raise my daughter in my own ways! Thankful for our soldiers and their families who choose to fight for the freedom that we have!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hope.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It is an amazing thing. To me, hope is when you want something so badly and pray for it... knowing that if it is meant to be that He will answer it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I am thankful to love and be loved by so many! I think our lives are centered around being loved and loving others. I am so thankful for God's love for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thankfulness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I have so many things to be thankful for. But most of all, I am still most thankful for God's saving grace... and her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHYGp44FKLE/Tsx1Y438LtI/AAAAAAAAJX8/Fjre4o7hZ0o/s1600/IMG_1190a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHYGp44FKLE/Tsx1Y438LtI/AAAAAAAAJX8/Fjre4o7hZ0o/s640/IMG_1190a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-5743477377005988427?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/5743477377005988427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=5743477377005988427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/5743477377005988427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/5743477377005988427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/11/24-thankfuls.html' title='24 Thankfuls.'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHYGp44FKLE/Tsx1Y438LtI/AAAAAAAAJX8/Fjre4o7hZ0o/s72-c/IMG_1190a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-1344109131895161569</id><published>2011-11-23T14:31:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T14:34:33.980-06:00</updated><title type='text'>happy thanksgiving eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I CANNOT believe it is the day before Thanksgiving! Where has the year went?! It has been such a great year, but we are down to the best part... holidays with our friends and family! In a couple of hours we are headed west...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We have had a busy couple of weeks. Work is always CRAZY (working 14-16 hour days)&amp;nbsp;right before the holidays with last minute requests, reports and projects due before the holiday freeze begins! So when it hits Thanksgiving, it is pretty much smooth sailing from here! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Hadlea was all dressed up this morning for daycare in her current favorite shirt! She just squeals anytime she sees this shirt! She says, "Turkey say gobble, gobble" as she shakes her head! :-) {I bought this shirt back in August and it seems to be pretty popular this year! I think there are like&amp;nbsp;100 different versions! So fun!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RgOhuOu8WKA/Ts1SbLz1vYI/AAAAAAAAJYE/Osmudiz7ZzI/s1600/Picnik+collage+Nov23.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="587" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RgOhuOu8WKA/Ts1SbLz1vYI/AAAAAAAAJYE/Osmudiz7ZzI/s640/Picnik+collage+Nov23.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Last weekend I took my oldest nieces senior pictures. Obviously by the look of her, they weren't very hard! She is just so photogenic! And gorgeous! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YvS6bWqB4u0/Ts1SklxA37I/AAAAAAAAJYM/668f3S8JNUQ/s1600/IMG_1101a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YvS6bWqB4u0/Ts1SklxA37I/AAAAAAAAJYM/668f3S8JNUQ/s640/IMG_1101a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hadlea has been busy keeping up with her beauty as well... brushing her teeth and getting her eyebrows done! {okay... so momma got hers done and H just wanted to try out the bed! Ha! The sweet lady did brush her eyebrows which made H think she was in heaven!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;{I got Hadlea's birthday present in (I will share later) and let her try it out. She is standing on it while brushing her teeth. To say it was the perfect gift for our climber is an understatement. I am 'somewhat' bad at holding gifts! I guess I need to get better as she gets older and actually remembers!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LQhHyLZrcIE/Ts1TD9k9TsI/AAAAAAAAJYU/e0t3u97jz7w/s1600/Picnik+collage+Nov2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="322" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LQhHyLZrcIE/Ts1TD9k9TsI/AAAAAAAAJYU/e0t3u97jz7w/s640/Picnik+collage+Nov2011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We went to watch my nephew play basketball. Riley&amp;nbsp;plays on a 4th grade team for his school. They were hilarious to watch! Although alot of the kids had the idea of the game. I was very impressed. I will never get tired of watching him play!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lvjuBKc8om4/Ts1TvSwNOHI/AAAAAAAAJYc/EPDo2aPJ8eU/s1600/Picnik+collage+Nov21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="216" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lvjuBKc8om4/Ts1TvSwNOHI/AAAAAAAAJYc/EPDo2aPJ8eU/s640/Picnik+collage+Nov21.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We have had chiropractic appointments and Little Gym.... which Hadlea LOVES! ...which also wear her out! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lZo1LLHXIog/Ts1UY-qLcuI/AAAAAAAAJYk/Hgwglvs2QZY/s1600/Picnik+collage+Nov2011a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="164" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lZo1LLHXIog/Ts1UY-qLcuI/AAAAAAAAJYk/Hgwglvs2QZY/s640/Picnik+collage+Nov2011a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;It has been a busy few weeks, but from here on out, it is only 3 or 4 day work weeks! We have some fun stuff planned along the way... a trip to see my baby brother, shop and decorate his new place, a little girls awesome 2nd birthday and days off just to spend with her! And hopefully a night or two with my niece and nephew too! H always loves that!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Hope everyone has an amazing Thanksgiving with their family and friends! I am counting down the minutes to get to mine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-1344109131895161569?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/1344109131895161569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=1344109131895161569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/1344109131895161569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/1344109131895161569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/11/happy-thanksgiving-eve.html' title='happy thanksgiving eve'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RgOhuOu8WKA/Ts1SbLz1vYI/AAAAAAAAJYE/Osmudiz7ZzI/s72-c/Picnik+collage+Nov23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-1439671652673424023</id><published>2011-11-22T22:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T22:05:56.175-06:00</updated><title type='text'>project 365 - week 46</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Shopping day! Gigi came to down to finish her Christmas shopping so we all headed to the mall. Gigi and H played on the carousel while Justin and I did some shopping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CfWMouh3Fyc/TshtNg0NvcI/AAAAAAAAJUQ/krN0_a_t5W8/s1600/November+12+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CfWMouh3Fyc/TshtNg0NvcI/AAAAAAAAJUQ/krN0_a_t5W8/s400/November+12+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Creative! While I was cleaning out closets and putting some of Hadlea's clothes in the attic, she dug out some old shoe boxes that I was throwing away. She decided to make herself a balance beam. She did this all on her own... You think she thinks of Little Gym much?! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6ShI5RX_6v8/TshtO26VEMI/AAAAAAAAJUY/y4tCjuJ4Bcg/s1600/November+13+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6ShI5RX_6v8/TshtO26VEMI/AAAAAAAAJUY/y4tCjuJ4Bcg/s400/November+13+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Future profession?! Hadlea thought daddy needed a trim!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6EfBELTzOCw/TshtQRoxKnI/AAAAAAAAJUg/9s6wRLrioxE/s1600/November+14+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6EfBELTzOCw/TshtQRoxKnI/AAAAAAAAJUg/9s6wRLrioxE/s400/November+14+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sick baby! Hadlea developed another ear infection. Thankfully we caught it with some new ear drops (Wally's from &lt;a href="http://www.gnc.com/"&gt;GNC&lt;/a&gt;)&amp;nbsp;and several trips to the chiropractor. She stayed home a couple days from daycare (one with me, one with daddy). But I definitely enjoyed the snuggles from her and her brother! Although working one handed is kind of difficult! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MDTw4KOlvss/TshtR1dxuyI/AAAAAAAAJUo/ZWDIa_K-Cf8/s1600/November+15+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MDTw4KOlvss/TshtR1dxuyI/AAAAAAAAJUo/ZWDIa_K-Cf8/s400/November+15+2011.jpg" width="342" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Silly girl! Hadlea wore some hand-me down clothes from KK and Brynlee. I told her they were Brynlee's clothes and her response, "No. Haddie's clothes". Either way... she looks so big in 2T clothes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Sbu1Tf0GSE/TshtTJXds9I/AAAAAAAAJUw/ExXDDoy7gfE/s1600/November+16+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Sbu1Tf0GSE/TshtTJXds9I/AAAAAAAAJUw/ExXDDoy7gfE/s400/November+16+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Momma's big helper! Hadlea is into helping with everything! Cooking, cleaning, and doing laundry! No arguments here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wr-XsPFZx9Q/TshtUXDVI_I/AAAAAAAAJU4/8NP0T1U5BMs/s1600/November+17+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wr-XsPFZx9Q/TshtUXDVI_I/AAAAAAAAJU4/8NP0T1U5BMs/s400/November+17+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sleepy baby! I get to watch this every day while I work. Geesh... I love him so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lxm-hu9AV-8/TshtVUntGbI/AAAAAAAAJVA/-Puz-fw7vU4/s1600/November+18+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lxm-hu9AV-8/TshtVUntGbI/AAAAAAAAJVA/-Puz-fw7vU4/s400/November+18+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-1439671652673424023?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/1439671652673424023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=1439671652673424023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/1439671652673424023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/1439671652673424023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/11/project-365-week-46.html' title='project 365 - week 46'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CfWMouh3Fyc/TshtNg0NvcI/AAAAAAAAJUQ/krN0_a_t5W8/s72-c/November+12+2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-9086776964575233009</id><published>2011-11-21T14:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T14:06:26.152-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the entire family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We had family pictures to celebrate my mom's 60th birthday. &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Sullivan-Photo/388468700091"&gt;Nicole Sullivan&lt;/a&gt; was gracious enough to take our last minute request and make it happen! She definitely captured some great ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-swd0PSG8kaU/Tsqu8MIQIAI/AAAAAAAAJXw/3CYZHpMIoVs/s640/photoshopped.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vksz2DGST1g/TshzJgV-4cI/AAAAAAAAJVQ/MUC1RbvTUJU/s1600/Fall+2011_03.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vksz2DGST1g/TshzJgV-4cI/AAAAAAAAJVQ/MUC1RbvTUJU/s640/Fall+2011_03.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gobZ1TKzqQg/TshzP2gR-mI/AAAAAAAAJVc/ZMdK5UQM_NA/s400/Fall+2011_05.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VRXdVyB6cIA/TshzVj2z22I/AAAAAAAAJVk/g4SRp6ljL7M/s400/Fall+2011_06.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-liEJHwv62Ng/Tshzb-EZsZI/AAAAAAAAJVs/64k2Epk61yA/s1600/Fall+2011_12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-liEJHwv62Ng/Tshzb-EZsZI/AAAAAAAAJVs/64k2Epk61yA/s640/Fall+2011_12.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8O8YeKsbBaI/TshzhJYM51I/AAAAAAAAJV8/x2LdhZkpOzs/s1600/Fall+2011_13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8O8YeKsbBaI/TshzhJYM51I/AAAAAAAAJV8/x2LdhZkpOzs/s640/Fall+2011_13.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X7utwbVMwOE/TshzqC4I2_I/AAAAAAAAJWE/WsJAgyjWBrM/s1600/Fall+2011_17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X7utwbVMwOE/TshzqC4I2_I/AAAAAAAAJWE/WsJAgyjWBrM/s640/Fall+2011_17.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m1A0L-1ALPk/TshzxfhwsAI/AAAAAAAAJWM/29XqhoHL7rw/s1600/Fall+2011_18.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m1A0L-1ALPk/TshzxfhwsAI/AAAAAAAAJWM/29XqhoHL7rw/s640/Fall+2011_18.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3QLCIwPqdcI/Tshz3ZQVcXI/AAAAAAAAJWY/pNHM6PqHxuI/s1600/Fall+2011_19.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3QLCIwPqdcI/Tshz3ZQVcXI/AAAAAAAAJWY/pNHM6PqHxuI/s640/Fall+2011_19.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GL3tA3ayOLk/Tshz_PT2UyI/AAAAAAAAJWg/QtJ-bQ_YAzg/s1600/Fall+2011_21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GL3tA3ayOLk/Tshz_PT2UyI/AAAAAAAAJWg/QtJ-bQ_YAzg/s640/Fall+2011_21.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yH2_0pEjXUc/Tsh0GNrRDcI/AAAAAAAAJWs/MIwmMqRYv7A/s1600/Fall+2011_22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yH2_0pEjXUc/Tsh0GNrRDcI/AAAAAAAAJWs/MIwmMqRYv7A/s640/Fall+2011_22.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Amanda's family&amp;nbsp;also met us at the park to take pictures. So thankful Alan married into such a great family that loves him so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DgiEUHrg1Fk/Tsh0MzL3JGI/AAAAAAAAJW0/QQ5axG_2JAg/s1600/Fall+2011_32.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DgiEUHrg1Fk/Tsh0MzL3JGI/AAAAAAAAJW0/QQ5axG_2JAg/s640/Fall+2011_32.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-9086776964575233009?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/9086776964575233009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=9086776964575233009&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/9086776964575233009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/9086776964575233009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/11/entire-family.html' title='the entire family'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-swd0PSG8kaU/Tsqu8MIQIAI/AAAAAAAAJXw/3CYZHpMIoVs/s72-c/photoshopped.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-2620800361126333341</id><published>2011-11-20T14:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T14:06:14.842-06:00</updated><title type='text'>zb band</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;A group of us went to the Zac Brown Band concert while he was in Tulsa a couple of weeks ago. Fred and Julie bought everyone's tickets for Fred's birthday! We had such a great time! Never a dull moment with these people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kathy, Julie and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cQ6XkoZ-Y_c/Tsh7MlGQCrI/AAAAAAAAJXA/b-sjIkMBG1w/s1600/IMG_5610.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cQ6XkoZ-Y_c/Tsh7MlGQCrI/AAAAAAAAJXA/b-sjIkMBG1w/s400/IMG_5610.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Clark, Justin, Fred and Kathy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UhcmrZ_BmPQ/Tsh7NbhYcbI/AAAAAAAAJXI/j1441eHZLPM/s1600/IMG_5609a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="342" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UhcmrZ_BmPQ/Tsh7NbhYcbI/AAAAAAAAJXI/j1441eHZLPM/s400/IMG_5609a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fred's birthday snowcone + candle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GKnz_PizcK0/Tsh7OIAQ_3I/AAAAAAAAJXQ/QPuz6Rlks1M/s1600/Picnik+collagea+Nov11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="367" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GKnz_PizcK0/Tsh7OIAQ_3I/AAAAAAAAJXQ/QPuz6Rlks1M/s400/Picnik+collagea+Nov11.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the concert, we headed to a bar to meet some other friends. They were having a concert at midnight after the ZB concert. It was definitely a late night/early morning! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with J and Fred&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NvnrRI7FeXI/Tsh7PDxjseI/AAAAAAAAJXY/e-RcXj2VpKI/s1600/Picnik+collage+Nov11b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="237" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NvnrRI7FeXI/Tsh7PDxjseI/AAAAAAAAJXY/e-RcXj2VpKI/s400/Picnik+collage+Nov11b.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with the newlyweds! Alissa/Me &amp;amp; Justin/Dustin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-94o9WwBTY1U/Tsh7Pt-3gqI/AAAAAAAAJXg/RPPWazgPPhQ/s1600/Picnik+collagea+Nov11a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="237" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-94o9WwBTY1U/Tsh7Pt-3gqI/AAAAAAAAJXg/RPPWazgPPhQ/s400/Picnik+collagea+Nov11a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;After the bar, we headed to breakfast. Again, an early morning! Someone should tell you that a lack of sleep is harder to recover at 30 than it was at 29! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-2620800361126333341?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/2620800361126333341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=2620800361126333341&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/2620800361126333341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/2620800361126333341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/11/zb-band.html' title='zb band'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cQ6XkoZ-Y_c/Tsh7MlGQCrI/AAAAAAAAJXA/b-sjIkMBG1w/s72-c/IMG_5610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-1561132061500477010</id><published>2011-11-19T21:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T21:22:10.579-06:00</updated><title type='text'>project 365 - week 45</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can find week 44 &lt;a href="http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/11/project-365-week-43_06.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mr &amp;amp; Mrs Kolar. We headed to Medford for my cousin's wedding! It was a&amp;nbsp;beautiful wedding and a great time! So glad to get to see some of my family in town. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qqlVKTJJcxA/Tshs5nQ4fZI/AAAAAAAAJTY/tIg5jdIVyks/s1600/November+5+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qqlVKTJJcxA/Tshs5nQ4fZI/AAAAAAAAJTY/tIg5jdIVyks/s400/November+5+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Picture day! We headed back home bright and early the next morning from the wedding for our family pictures by Addie Scott Photography! She never disappoints! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUrJpR3z78s/Tshs64w9LeI/AAAAAAAAJTg/z7KN3c8RFpM/s1600/November+6+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUrJpR3z78s/Tshs64w9LeI/AAAAAAAAJTg/z7KN3c8RFpM/s400/November+6+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went in to get Hadlea one morning and this is how I found her.... I guess one paci just wasn't enough that morning! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QABoD9WiN08/Tshs7wNICnI/AAAAAAAAJTo/FfnkGx7Swmk/s1600/November+7+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QABoD9WiN08/Tshs7wNICnI/AAAAAAAAJTo/FfnkGx7Swmk/s400/November+7+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;TLG! Hadlea made it to little gym after missing a week. She was so happy to swing on the rings again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-flrGSLViC10/Tshs87eFQoI/AAAAAAAAJTw/oTtLrbGaCNI/s1600/November+8+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-flrGSLViC10/Tshs87eFQoI/AAAAAAAAJTw/oTtLrbGaCNI/s400/November+8+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yeah Hadlea! Hadlea has started referring to herself in 3rd person. Anytime she does something, she cheers, "Yeah Hadlea"! This is after she put on some boots! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hl4Rq9qk-xQ/Tshs-hTfVnI/AAAAAAAAJT4/tKjD1T9FmbU/s1600/November+9+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hl4Rq9qk-xQ/Tshs-hTfVnI/AAAAAAAAJT4/tKjD1T9FmbU/s400/November+9+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey cowgirl! Hadlea was playing with her cowboy hat from Nana! She kept saying, "cute hat, Hadlea!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J3DjT546SYA/Tshs_nU6BTI/AAAAAAAAJUA/tlaJ6h4SlXw/s1600/November+10+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J3DjT546SYA/Tshs_nU6BTI/AAAAAAAAJUA/tlaJ6h4SlXw/s400/November+10+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I thought Hadlea looked SO cute (and old) in her outfit, and I wanted a picture, but I could NOT get her to stay still... so I handed her a comb which she put in her mouth... whatever it takes!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vc_j4VQx560/TshtBHbt_MI/AAAAAAAAJUI/MslZ_BusfQU/s1600/November+11+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vc_j4VQx560/TshtBHbt_MI/AAAAAAAAJUI/MslZ_BusfQU/s400/November+11+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-1561132061500477010?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/1561132061500477010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=1561132061500477010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/1561132061500477010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/1561132061500477010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/11/project-365-week-45.html' title='project 365 - week 45'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qqlVKTJJcxA/Tshs5nQ4fZI/AAAAAAAAJTY/tIg5jdIVyks/s72-c/November+5+2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-2964046801005986573</id><published>2011-11-16T21:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T21:41:40.616-06:00</updated><title type='text'>family pictures 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We had our family pictures taken by &lt;a href="http://addiescott.com/index2.php#/home/"&gt;Addie Scott Photography&lt;/a&gt;. As always, she did an amazing job; however, Hadlea was NOT in the mood! All she wanted to do was chase squirrels around the park! Ha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cbeIKsAerFk/TsR_DgHwCpI/AAAAAAAAJR4/8sRN9ptad-U/s1600/Nov062011_3373+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="425" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cbeIKsAerFk/TsR_DgHwCpI/AAAAAAAAJR4/8sRN9ptad-U/s640/Nov062011_3373+copy.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gQ4jclhg2CA/TsR_rND3fRI/AAAAAAAAJS4/v7v-A8nQXTI/s1600/Nov062011_3454+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="425" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gQ4jclhg2CA/TsR_rND3fRI/AAAAAAAAJS4/v7v-A8nQXTI/s640/Nov062011_3454+copy.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: justify;"&gt;Thanks to all of our Veterans, past, present and future that sacrifice their lives for those of us that they will never know! I am so proud and thankful to live in a country with true heroes! And thank you to their families... who sacrifice so much so their loved ones can fight for our freedom... because after all, FREEDOM is not really FREE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;True Words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-06k1CvGjW50/Tr2ByeEQh2I/AAAAAAAAJRk/I72mMED9XRg/s1600/Veterans+Day.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" nda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-06k1CvGjW50/Tr2ByeEQh2I/AAAAAAAAJRk/I72mMED9XRg/s400/Veterans+Day.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Home of the Free, Because of the Brave!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I am thankful for them so I can walk around in my country, believe my own beliefs and raise this crazy, sassy, independent little&amp;nbsp;thing... I like to call her my heart that walks on two legs! ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6QOC5dhZK1I/Tr2EPvMQl4I/AAAAAAAAJRs/cKjyQ6KJJPo/s1600/Nov11.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6QOC5dhZK1I/Tr2EPvMQl4I/AAAAAAAAJRs/cKjyQ6KJJPo/s400/Nov11.JPG" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{ and yes, that is a brush in her mouth. whatever keeps her still! }&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-809128930452541878?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/809128930452541878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=809128930452541878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/809128930452541878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/809128930452541878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/11/thank-veteran.html' title='thank a veteran'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-06k1CvGjW50/Tr2ByeEQh2I/AAAAAAAAJRk/I72mMED9XRg/s72-c/Veterans+Day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-1353081954640873624</id><published>2011-11-10T15:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T15:09:31.822-06:00</updated><title type='text'>thursday thoughts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Work has been crazy, and we have had something every single night. No surprise there! We have so much going on, and I have all of these thoughts running through my head... so why not just write them here?! I have no pictures. :-( Sorry Gparents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Work is crazy as we dwindle down to Thanksgiving! After next week, we will be ALOT slower as most will be on vacation! After next week, I do not work a full week the rest of the year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My baby girl turned 23 months yesterday! I COULD NOT write about it... which means I cannot even write this bullet without tearing up! Where did the time go?! She CANNOT be a month shy of TWO YEARS OLD! ...moving on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Justin and I are trying to budget our Christmas this year. Yikes! I have never added up how much I spend at Christmas. Let's just say I am glad I never have! After making a list for this year, I can tell you I have always bought WAY out of my budget! Hoping this year is better! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just started Christmas shopping two days ago. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;{enter panic here}.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; But I think I know what I want to buy everyone, I just have to get out and do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have not bought one thing for Hadlea for her birthday. Remember... it is less than a month a way! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;{enter panic here}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Can you tell I am panicking just a little bit!? It wouldn't be so bad if I had an idea on what to buy her for her birthday! I have not one single thing! NOTHING in mind! I have given all of my ideas to grandparents! {note to sell... do not give out your ideas to anyone! It will help with the panicking:) }&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am thankful that Hadlea is too young to know about presents. It does relieve some stress!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have been writing a thankful Thanksgiving post for about a week now. I think I cry every time I start writing about someone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Man... motherhood made me an emotional mess! Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I planned to make alot of Hadlea's birthday supplies for her birthday, but I got nervous and ordered everything, except her invites! I made them back in September! Thankfully!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I do plan to make her a skirt to wear with a shirt I ordered her. Wish me luck! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I really thought writing this all down would make me feel better... I think I now feel sick knowing I have so much to do! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hope you have a great Thursday! I better stop writing for now! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-1353081954640873624?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/1353081954640873624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=1353081954640873624&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/1353081954640873624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/1353081954640873624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/11/thursday-thoughts.html' title='thursday thoughts...'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-4077243607781172802</id><published>2011-11-09T16:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T16:24:22.433-06:00</updated><title type='text'>what she's saying wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It.Is.Time... for us to start watching what we say! Why do I feel like every new stage is so much sooner than I thought it would be! I didn't think Hadlea would start repeating us until closer to..... 3?? I thought I had a good few more months before I had to watch my mouth! Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oh sh!t"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Justin was fixing Hadlea's piggy bank when he thought he broke it even more and said, "Oh sh**. And guess who repeated it?! ...several times!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You pissy?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Justin has a a bad habit of asking me if I am pissy! He does it to everyone. It is just something he says. Last night I was doing something in the kitchen, he asked me something, I gave him a short answer (because I was busy) and he says, "Are you pissy?". And guess who repeated?! &lt;em&gt;"you pissy?', "you pissy momma?"!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I really wish I could video Hadlea for a day and post it! She says THE funniest stuff! It is so hard for me to believe she is putting together full sentences. I guess she is just going to be a talker like her &lt;strike&gt;momma&lt;/strike&gt; daddy! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-4077243607781172802?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/4077243607781172802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=4077243607781172802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/4077243607781172802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/4077243607781172802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/11/what-shes-saying-wednesday.html' title='what she&apos;s saying wednesday'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-4001326224520666211</id><published>2011-11-08T12:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T12:48:47.510-06:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend of family, a wedding and pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;This past weekend we headed to Medford for my cousin's wedding. We normally leave out on Friday to spend the entire weekend, but we have been going so much that I think we are all exhausted, including H! So we spent one extra night at home so we could all sleep in our own beds and headed out Saturday morning! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Berkley is always excited to go anywhere... he is such a great co-pilot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xmlD4kPPNJY/TrdZR0qwoYI/AAAAAAAAJQU/JAnhTNJd8c4/s1600/Nov5a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xmlD4kPPNJY/TrdZR0qwoYI/AAAAAAAAJQU/JAnhTNJd8c4/s400/Nov5a.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My two babies in the back with me! Hadlea isn't usually the greatest traveler, but this time I took stuff to keep her busy. She was alot of fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2flssRmFXm0/TrdZUUsFaGI/AAAAAAAAJQc/elSqF6k_dX8/s1600/Nov5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2flssRmFXm0/TrdZUUsFaGI/AAAAAAAAJQc/elSqF6k_dX8/s400/Nov5.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We spent all day just laying around and taking naps. Gigi hasn't been feeling too well so we all laid low! I do not know what it is about my parents house, except all I want to do is sleep at their house! It gets me every.single.time! It must just be that feeling of HOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;That evening, we all got around for the wedding! My sweet family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JjL-yFweyOI/TrgmmgQPRwI/AAAAAAAAJQ8/srL98b3jORs/s1600/IMG_5574a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="333" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JjL-yFweyOI/TrgmmgQPRwI/AAAAAAAAJQ8/srL98b3jORs/s400/IMG_5574a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My husband HATES pictures... and I try to never use the word hate, but he definitely despises them THAT much! But he always gives in after some whining from me! Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j93WFnqRTcA/TrgmxmRX9mI/AAAAAAAAJRE/aAeQyot68J4/s1600/IMG_5573a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j93WFnqRTcA/TrgmxmRX9mI/AAAAAAAAJRE/aAeQyot68J4/s400/IMG_5573a.jpg" width="328" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hadlea with Uncle Alan and Aunt Amanda!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fkoYNpNfiZE/Trgm0GSuKAI/AAAAAAAAJRM/6rSmGVEHHEQ/s1600/IMG_5572a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="328" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fkoYNpNfiZE/Trgm0GSuKAI/AAAAAAAAJRM/6rSmGVEHHEQ/s400/IMG_5572a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bride, Emily, and I!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nkeTiA442Og/Trgm4sPQ5KI/AAAAAAAAJRU/csOP12h2lPQ/s1600/IMG_5575a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="318" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nkeTiA442Og/Trgm4sPQ5KI/AAAAAAAAJRU/csOP12h2lPQ/s400/IMG_5575a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SILs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JC9HbLMK8wI/Trgm52aVtII/AAAAAAAAJRc/vBIsLYScyA8/s1600/IMG_5577a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="296" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JC9HbLMK8wI/Trgm52aVtII/AAAAAAAAJRc/vBIsLYScyA8/s400/IMG_5577a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We got up bright and early on Sunday morning to head back home. I have had family pictures scheduled for months, but we had never talked about a date other than 'in November'. How did I know it would also fall on the weekend of the wedding!? But I wasn't about to turn them down... you know how I LOVE my pictures! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;This is just a sneak peek of one of her outfits. And this is with my iPhone, but I just think she is the cutest thing ever! Nope, not biased AT ALL! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pq5dekvKlVA/TrdZXbrqqFI/AAAAAAAAJQk/00vbTg3UpFw/s1600/Nov6aa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pq5dekvKlVA/TrdZXbrqqFI/AAAAAAAAJQk/00vbTg3UpFw/s640/Nov6aa.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After pictures, it was back home to change, out to dinner and then to WM for groceries! I guess we continue to think we just do not have enough going on! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We went out to a new Italian place. It was OK. A little too pricey for the food, so I doubt we go back, but H LOVED the meatballs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1gyQBXgFfI0/TrdZXxpqK4I/AAAAAAAAJQo/lvVjMb_NgtQ/s1600/Picnik+collage+Nov6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="380" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1gyQBXgFfI0/TrdZXxpqK4I/AAAAAAAAJQo/lvVjMb_NgtQ/s640/Picnik+collage+Nov6.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;So I guess to sum it up, we has a super fun, fast weekend! Got to see alot of my family and friends. We did miss &lt;a href="http://keepingupwiththehammons.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ady's&lt;/a&gt; birthday party, which made us super sad, but I know she had a great birthday! I hope you have an awesome birthday tomorrow, Ady! We love you so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-4001326224520666211?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/4001326224520666211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=4001326224520666211&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/4001326224520666211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/4001326224520666211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/11/weekend-of-family-wedding-and-pictures.html' title='weekend of family, a wedding and pictures'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xmlD4kPPNJY/TrdZR0qwoYI/AAAAAAAAJQU/JAnhTNJd8c4/s72-c/Nov5a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-5878712684556032752</id><published>2011-11-07T12:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T12:52:41.925-06:00</updated><title type='text'>you decide</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One day last week, we had an early appointment at the chiropractor. I made Hadlea some Eggo's to take with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Someone was supposed to eat them, and someone ended up eating them. Someone got a sucker because they were so distraught that they laid their Eggo down and someone else got them and ate them. Of course, a sucker fixes ALL problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So who's the guilty one? You decide! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--S7DuUY4QTA/TrdaHAKZSCI/AAAAAAAAJQ0/173S4qI-Au0/s1600/Picnik+collage+Nov4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="322" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--S7DuUY4QTA/TrdaHAKZSCI/AAAAAAAAJQ0/173S4qI-Au0/s640/Picnik+collage+Nov4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-5878712684556032752?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/5878712684556032752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=5878712684556032752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/5878712684556032752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/5878712684556032752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/11/you-decide.html' title='you decide'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--S7DuUY4QTA/TrdaHAKZSCI/AAAAAAAAJQ0/173S4qI-Au0/s72-c/Picnik+collage+Nov4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-8377461061710786696</id><published>2011-11-06T13:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T20:56:43.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'>project 365 - week 44</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can find week 43 &lt;a href="http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/11/project-365-week-43.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ready for Halloween! Hadlea and Berk got all dressed up to practice for trick-or-treating! Cutest pirates around!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vH5Ukzf2RLk/TrSvPa8qa7I/AAAAAAAAJPc/OgKEReh-_-o/s1600/October+29+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vH5Ukzf2RLk/TrSvPa8qa7I/AAAAAAAAJPc/OgKEReh-_-o/s400/October+29+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Family pictures! We had our family pictures done at Woodard park by Nicole Sullivan! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8AhP3sCx528/TrSvRI0PrlI/AAAAAAAAJPk/1DWRyZazkig/s1600/October+30+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8AhP3sCx528/TrSvRI0PrlI/AAAAAAAAJPk/1DWRyZazkig/s400/October+30+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy Halloween! Hadlea loved every.single.minute of trick-or-treating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SQvP7wJ0Ocg/TrSvS19aUeI/AAAAAAAAJPs/TXITp0f1YtA/s1600/October+31+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SQvP7wJ0Ocg/TrSvS19aUeI/AAAAAAAAJPs/TXITp0f1YtA/s400/October+31+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Crazy hair! Hadlea is definitely into dressing herself... notice the bow AND headband!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QdBcfeUfx7A/TrSvUKDNlHI/AAAAAAAAJP0/1ZJaPk1n_9E/s1600/November+1+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QdBcfeUfx7A/TrSvUKDNlHI/AAAAAAAAJP0/1ZJaPk1n_9E/s400/November+1+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Multi-tasker! Hadlea always take a handful of stuff to the car before going to daycare. A baby, blankets and whatever else she passes gets a ride to daycare and back. And usually when she runs out of hands, she starts stuffing her food and drinks into her load... I guess all of that working carrying her gear makes for one thirsty girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xIPyPXuStvA/TrSvVfivedI/AAAAAAAAJP8/A6fspGIiH4E/s1600/November+2+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xIPyPXuStvA/TrSvVfivedI/AAAAAAAAJP8/A6fspGIiH4E/s400/November+2+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Prince Riley! Hadlea and I went to watch Riley at his school coronation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ELebz7IdJNg/TrSvWAs8-UI/AAAAAAAAJQE/e-VQ7wTubQk/s1600/November+3+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ELebz7IdJNg/TrSvWAs8-UI/AAAAAAAAJQE/e-VQ7wTubQk/s400/November+3+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My future shopper! Hadlea, daddy and I went out to eat and then to do a little shopping. Hadlea was in a great mood and loved to see herself in mirrors as we passed them. She is into making faces in the mirror... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yuCkBw17GoU/TrSvXbx1P1I/AAAAAAAAJQM/FUM9W7LpBGI/s1600/November+4+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yuCkBw17GoU/TrSvXbx1P1I/AAAAAAAAJQM/FUM9W7LpBGI/s400/November+4+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-8377461061710786696?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/8377461061710786696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=8377461061710786696&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/8377461061710786696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/8377461061710786696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/11/project-365-week-43_06.html' title='project 365 - week 44'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vH5Ukzf2RLk/TrSvPa8qa7I/AAAAAAAAJPc/OgKEReh-_-o/s72-c/October+29+2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-6844399379983980211</id><published>2011-11-04T15:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T15:45:08.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prince Riley &amp; Corn on the Cob</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;My nephew's school has a fund raiser to sell raffle tickets to win prizes... flat screen tv, tree stand, iPad, motorized scooter, etc. The girl and boy from each class that sells the most tickets becomes the Prince and Princess of their class. My nephew won for his class and became Prince Riley! :-) He was definitely the most handsome too! And no... I am not just biased! Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{sorry. blurry pic. should definitely break out my good camera that sits in a bag!}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F0aZnJuAtvw/TrRMw7tEghI/AAAAAAAAJO0/vzTY2pdiygs/s1600/IMG_5539a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="376" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F0aZnJuAtvw/TrRMw7tEghI/AAAAAAAAJO0/vzTY2pdiygs/s400/IMG_5539a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The winners overall become the King and Queen. I have no idea who these kids are {hence the hearts on their faces}, but I thought this was just the cutest thing ever! And this is only elementary school! The kids all together raised over $11, 000! Really Impressive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5y7TLUOOtpg/TrRM00UoaEI/AAAAAAAAJO8/PBjkpcmYbgE/s1600/IMG_5549a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="278" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5y7TLUOOtpg/TrRM00UoaEI/AAAAAAAAJO8/PBjkpcmYbgE/s400/IMG_5549a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hadlea was no doubt excited to see her Riley. Although we missed our Hannah Banana who was home with strep throat! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uBj6gcfM9rM/TrRM2DRVSlI/AAAAAAAAJPE/ftHUGt1hdPQ/s1600/Picnik+collage+Nov3a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="380" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uBj6gcfM9rM/TrRM2DRVSlI/AAAAAAAAJPE/ftHUGt1hdPQ/s640/Picnik+collage+Nov3a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They have a fall carnival with games after the coronation, but it was outside and cold! The kids played a couple games and we headed home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MBTKyJFl_oA/TrRM3NXGNyI/AAAAAAAAJPM/WaKj0YTu14g/s1600/Picnik+collage+Nov3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="588" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MBTKyJFl_oA/TrRM3NXGNyI/AAAAAAAAJPM/WaKj0YTu14g/s640/Picnik+collage+Nov3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;When we got home, daddy was waiting with dinner! Hadlea is way into corn on the cob there days. She finished off the entire thing. Well... with a few bites for momma! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nH4lXogu2bo/TrRM4Qzv3jI/AAAAAAAAJPU/Lhdh5Xeh900/s1600/Picnik+collage+Nov3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nH4lXogu2bo/TrRM4Qzv3jI/AAAAAAAAJPU/Lhdh5Xeh900/s640/Picnik+collage+Nov3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-6844399379983980211?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/6844399379983980211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=6844399379983980211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/6844399379983980211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/6844399379983980211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/11/prince-riley-corn-on-cob.html' title='Prince Riley &amp; Corn on the Cob'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F0aZnJuAtvw/TrRMw7tEghI/AAAAAAAAJO0/vzTY2pdiygs/s72-c/IMG_5539a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-3132309261267978023</id><published>2011-11-03T14:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T14:11:55.051-05:00</updated><title type='text'>project 365 - week 43</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can find week 42 &lt;a href="http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/10/project-365-week-42.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Celebrating my 30s! Justin, Shannan and Amanda hosted my best birthday to date! Turning 30 has been great... so far! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-krBCZCOmAVk/TqrwQySv2lI/AAAAAAAAJMk/xqk0WYTMLUs/s1600/October+22+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-krBCZCOmAVk/TqrwQySv2lI/AAAAAAAAJMk/xqk0WYTMLUs/s400/October+22+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ridin' with Poppa! While daddy and I celebrated my 30s, H spent the weekend with Gigi and Poppa in Medford! ...where she was no doubt spoiled beyond belief!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NFwZ_OiYXlY/TqrwTrilP9I/AAAAAAAAJMs/9JA3h19asiM/s1600/October+23+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NFwZ_OiYXlY/TqrwTrilP9I/AAAAAAAAJMs/9JA3h19asiM/s400/October+23+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Home! Hadlea made it home from Medford! Daddy and I got alot of pats and kisses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kHsUtv3BfR8/TqrwVnd-knI/AAAAAAAAJM0/HTeupSQ1tRk/s1600/October+24+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kHsUtv3BfR8/TqrwVnd-knI/AAAAAAAAJM0/HTeupSQ1tRk/s400/October+24+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;TLG! Hadlea has been rockin' the low bar at little gym! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R4cxDiIW8ts/TqrwW8VfqcI/AAAAAAAAJM8/au60tdA87CM/s1600/October+25+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R4cxDiIW8ts/TqrwW8VfqcI/AAAAAAAAJM8/au60tdA87CM/s400/October+25+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Carving pumpkins! We had my SIL, niece, nephew and the Roumbanis family over for pizza and pumpkin carving! Hadlea loved every minute of it! She was so proud of every one's 'wight punkin' {lighted pumpkins}!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zqUB-FZNXVA/TqrwZPvpuRI/AAAAAAAAJNE/7eou6Ck3smU/s1600/October+26+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zqUB-FZNXVA/TqrwZPvpuRI/AAAAAAAAJNE/7eou6Ck3smU/s400/October+26+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Crazy girl! Hadlea loves to run around the house without clothes, but she insists on wearing boots! This is how I found her... watching Blues Clues on the iPad, without clothes, but with rain boots!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oxZeEr9mq4E/Tqrwayg4oJI/AAAAAAAAJNM/F3-3RKjkXs0/s1600/October+27+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oxZeEr9mq4E/Tqrwayg4oJI/AAAAAAAAJNM/F3-3RKjkXs0/s400/October+27+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;H&amp;amp;T! The Goff family came over for dinner and to watch the final game of the World Series. Hadlea and Trevin play more and more together each time they come over! They crawled through the tunnel together and then pushed shopping carts and baby buggies for hours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-khoA-K_xUqY/Tqx2FG8VmRI/AAAAAAAAJNU/zDGvblyjf4U/s1600/October+28+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-khoA-K_xUqY/Tqx2FG8VmRI/AAAAAAAAJNU/zDGvblyjf4U/s400/October+28+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-3132309261267978023?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/3132309261267978023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=3132309261267978023&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/3132309261267978023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/3132309261267978023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/11/project-365-week-43.html' title='project 365 - week 43'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-krBCZCOmAVk/TqrwQySv2lI/AAAAAAAAJMk/xqk0WYTMLUs/s72-c/October+22+2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-7904706908572564827</id><published>2011-11-02T14:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T14:25:47.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Weekend 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I LOVE Fall! It is definitely my favorite right behind summer! I love the 'cooler' weather {notice cooler... NOT cold! I HATE the cold!}, the beautiful trees, tights, shrugs and boots {my daily attire}, and the holidays! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Halloween is definitely that time that kicks everything off for us! And I only thought we were busy during the fall before H came along! Now we have to plan for her to trick or treat, her parties and play time with friends/cousins, and it books the weekends and evenings faster than I ever thought possible! But I love it... and today, I am extra thankful for my 4 weeks and 2 days of vacation... since I am now going to start using them to clean and do my household chores during the week since every single weekend is booked for us through the end of the year! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I have to say this was my most favorite Halloween to date! Although it was stressful at times, it was perfect! &lt;em&gt;{PS... never watch pedophile shows on tv before Halloween. It will complete ruin certain moments of trick or treating! :) }&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Saturday morning, H got up and dressed in her ever ADORABLE Pirate costume! &lt;em&gt;{And I cannot tell you how much she LOVED having Berkley dressed up too! She squealed for a good 5 minutes! Ha!}&lt;/em&gt; We went and met Aunt Amanda and cousin Avery {the squirrel} to trick or treat at BooHaHa. The stores on Brookside all hand out candy, which H LOVED to take! She was always so sweet to say, "trick treat" and "thankful", which she sometimes signed! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dRqSqL7uuQQ/Tq9hknjz4OI/AAAAAAAAJNw/u5PcHx2FlnU/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dRqSqL7uuQQ/Tq9hknjz4OI/AAAAAAAAJNw/u5PcHx2FlnU/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct29.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We then went shopping for some clothes for our family pictures that were Sunday. Nothing like waiting until the last minute for 8 people to find coordinating clothes! But we did!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That evening, Gigi and Poppa came to town and we headed to dinner. H was so good and everyone LOVED her costume. She was so proud to show it off! Although her Pirate sound of "Arrrrgggghhh" sounds more like a Bear's growl! Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;{H LOVES her Gigi and Poppa. But Gigi's days of being the favorite are numbered. Poppa is about to take over! Gigi... you better get ready!! :-)}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-To8d_bQyMGQ/Tq9hleUZOTI/AAAAAAAAJN4/OQqTqqu1Tyk/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct29a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="292" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-To8d_bQyMGQ/Tq9hleUZOTI/AAAAAAAAJN4/OQqTqqu1Tyk/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct29a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sunday was family picture day! We wore black, gray and a darker turquoise/blue color. We haven't seen any of them yet, but I know they will be great! This one I snapped with my phone before we left. My brother Jake and his GF Erica and H and Daddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xn4_SCggmyY/Tq9hpvpbeFI/AAAAAAAAJOI/haNofi5ySHg/s1600/Oct30a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="305" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xn4_SCggmyY/Tq9hpvpbeFI/AAAAAAAAJOI/haNofi5ySHg/s400/Oct30a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sunday night at 10PM I decided H needed treat bags to take to school for her party! Thankfully I had already bought some of the stuff, it was just printing out tags and filling the bags! I am so thankful for free printables these days... add in a little photoshopping and you have some personalized cards!! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MbQqTWkySD8/Tq9hmZrPjqI/AAAAAAAAJOA/1IGIf_mjhS0/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct30.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MbQqTWkySD8/Tq9hmZrPjqI/AAAAAAAAJOA/1IGIf_mjhS0/s400/Picnik+collage+Oct30.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Monday was Hadlea's school party! They normally post pics after the parties, but I haven't seen any yet! No doubt all of those sweet babes dressed up was adorable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Monday evening, we were invited to a party by Allison/Finley and Emily/Cate. We met them for lunch not too long ago, so I was so happy for H to see them again and play with the girls! The food was GREAT! I think I could have eaten my weight in all of the soups! :) They had soups, chips/dips and some super fun deserts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PYjYEbItURk/Tq9tN8WCM8I/AAAAAAAAJOo/lzWJpr-Nr-A/s1600/IMG_5505.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PYjYEbItURk/Tq9tN8WCM8I/AAAAAAAAJOo/lzWJpr-Nr-A/s400/IMG_5505.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Then it was off to trick or treat in their neighborhood! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-egtRQKrRYlI/Tq9sYQ6wWVI/AAAAAAAAJOQ/h0xoozi6CMU/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct31.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="294" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-egtRQKrRYlI/Tq9sYQ6wWVI/AAAAAAAAJOQ/h0xoozi6CMU/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct31.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Obviously, H thought it was THE GREATEST thing ever! She ran full speed the entire time, not wanting any help! Thankfully she let Allison help her a few times! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rAhmkvX7dIQ/Tq9sZe6z7AI/AAAAAAAAJOY/ay-BEv7DlW0/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct31a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="380" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rAhmkvX7dIQ/Tq9sZe6z7AI/AAAAAAAAJOY/ay-BEv7DlW0/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct31a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Daddy/H and Mommy/H!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BDWQLI5WQKE/Tq9sZ5B-a4I/AAAAAAAAJOg/7QbR68mJ8tI/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct31b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="322" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BDWQLI5WQKE/Tq9sZ5B-a4I/AAAAAAAAJOg/7QbR68mJ8tI/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct31b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The party was so much fun! I definitely think we need more of those throughout the year! Thanks so much for having us Allison and Emily! And hope to have a girls night with you all soon... you too &lt;a href="http://tulsadetails.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katie&lt;/a&gt;! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Obviously we accomplished alot in 3 days. It was ALOT of work, a little stressful&amp;nbsp;but super fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-7904706908572564827?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/7904706908572564827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=7904706908572564827&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/7904706908572564827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/7904706908572564827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/11/halloween-weekend-2011.html' title='Halloween Weekend 2011'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dRqSqL7uuQQ/Tq9hknjz4OI/AAAAAAAAJNw/u5PcHx2FlnU/s72-c/Picnik+collage+Oct29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-100820704047014706</id><published>2011-11-01T13:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T13:01:27.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>h's weekend with gigi and poppa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;While Justin and our friends/family celebrated my dirty thirty, Hadlea went to Medford to stay the weekend with Gigi and Poppa. I have let her stay one night without me there before, but I was barely away from her for more than 24 hours. And I know I have been away for a couple weekends from her, but Gigi normally comes to stay at our house, which makes me feel SO much better because Hadlea is at home in her normal routine. Hadlea isn't the best traveler or sleeper away from home, so when I have to be gone, I just feel most comfortable knowing she is at home in her own environment. I know that makes me sound like 'THE' crazy over protective momma, but I am COMPLETELY fine with that! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Because alot of my friends that were coming to the party are from out of town, we sent H to Gigi and Poppa's so we would have&amp;nbsp;more room for sleeping arrangements. And thankfully we did.... a large group coming in after 3AM can be kind of loud! Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Gigi is always great to send pictures when she has H. And by looking at them, it looks like H was perfectly fine being away from home! They went to the vet to work cattle with Poppa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ksUys0ttkLo/TqYnJaP6FcI/AAAAAAAAJHM/em408Kv_8UA/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ksUys0ttkLo/TqYnJaP6FcI/AAAAAAAAJHM/em408Kv_8UA/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct+2011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It must have been hard work because she needed a break to drink! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4KLPdsLeDVY/TqYnKhp9DqI/AAAAAAAAJHU/pAlqPzC9pLs/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct+2011a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="322" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4KLPdsLeDVY/TqYnKhp9DqI/AAAAAAAAJHU/pAlqPzC9pLs/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct+2011a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;More helping Poppa... which caused her to step in cow poop so Poppa had to clean them off. I definitely heard "Me step poop, Poppa clean shoe" a million times when she got back! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KxAvooeSaug/TqYnLhM5wLI/AAAAAAAAJHc/pP2e-CXveL4/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct+2011b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="164" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KxAvooeSaug/TqYnLhM5wLI/AAAAAAAAJHc/pP2e-CXveL4/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct+2011b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then it was off to the farm to help feed the cows and see Poppa's pets... The cat 'Fatso' and dog 'Bubba'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--4gClwq9QFY/TqYnNklq0yI/AAAAAAAAJHk/3au1dVX7tgI/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct+2011d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--4gClwq9QFY/TqYnNklq0yI/AAAAAAAAJHk/3au1dVX7tgI/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct+2011d.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Riding the buggy with poppa, sittin' in the tractor wheel with Gigi and then because she got dirty, poppa had to blow her off with the air hose! She thought that was super funny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pRDt2aFUDd4/TqYnOUXVm-I/AAAAAAAAJHs/vLEqQPooDi0/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct+2011e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pRDt2aFUDd4/TqYnOUXVm-I/AAAAAAAAJHs/vLEqQPooDi0/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct+2011e.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then it was off to the park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nGMCejY4j00/TqYnPshnIkI/AAAAAAAAJH0/Yu5rLpAm2IE/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct+2011c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="380" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nGMCejY4j00/TqYnPshnIkI/AAAAAAAAJH0/Yu5rLpAm2IE/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct+2011c.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And back home to Momma and Daddy, where we got lots of pats and kisses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ug-NX_bQ73o/TqYnQXlYk3I/AAAAAAAAJH8/Oxg2E9q5REw/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct+2011f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="322" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ug-NX_bQ73o/TqYnQXlYk3I/AAAAAAAAJH8/Oxg2E9q5REw/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct+2011f.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I know Hadlea is always in good hands, no matter who has her. If I didn't trust them, they obviously wouldn't have her... but man, does it feel good to have her back home! I always find it so hard to sleep when she isn't around. After all, I probably look at her 100x a&amp;nbsp;night on the monitor... kind of hard to do when she isn't with me! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-100820704047014706?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/100820704047014706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=100820704047014706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/100820704047014706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/100820704047014706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/11/hs-weekend-with-gigi-and-poppa.html' title='h&apos;s weekend with gigi and poppa'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ksUys0ttkLo/TqYnJaP6FcI/AAAAAAAAJHM/em408Kv_8UA/s72-c/Picnik+collage+Oct+2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-7162432738119379769</id><published>2011-10-31T12:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T12:42:40.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;P&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; H&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;L&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;N&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;....from my two favorite PIRATES&amp;nbsp;to you and yours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9YVvuTAiTro/Tq7dzqx8wAI/AAAAAAAAJNk/FHLyppaV9Dw/s1600/IMG_5496a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9YVvuTAiTro/Tq7dzqx8wAI/AAAAAAAAJNk/FHLyppaV9Dw/s400/IMG_5496a.jpg" width="392" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/16907917-7162432738119379769?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/7162432738119379769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=7162432738119379769&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/7162432738119379769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/7162432738119379769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9YVvuTAiTro/Tq7dzqx8wAI/AAAAAAAAJNk/FHLyppaV9Dw/s72-c/IMG_5496a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-743162294973853380</id><published>2011-10-30T22:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T22:02:16.048-05:00</updated><title type='text'>celebrating my 30s</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;So many warned me about turning 30 that I started to be unsure on exactly how I would feel. Age has never bothered me before, after all, I barely feel mature enough, &lt;a href="http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/08/turning-30.html"&gt;remember&lt;/a&gt;!? :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;But if these last few months are any indication on how my 30s will be, I wish I would have turned 30 long ago!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;My baby girl is at the funnest stage of her life! I know I say that with every stage, but she is just so funny these days... and definitely makes each day better and better! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I was gifted with 2 LVs, enough money to buy my Dallas Cowboy tickets (which I decided against), and a new car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I received the best phone calls, text, emails, cards and fb messages from friends, old and new... enough to make you feel extra special!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I got to go back to homecoming, see my family, see tons of old high school friends and reminisce about the past! Definitely brought back ALOT of great memories!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;And if all that wasn't enough, the best friends and family ever had a party to celebrate my day! My hubby, bff, Shannan, and SIL, Amanda, threw the greatest party ever...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ieJFRpP_VvU/TqYcAdGSfNI/AAAAAAAAJFw/YCtTFUiS9hI/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct22c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="380" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ieJFRpP_VvU/TqYcAdGSfNI/AAAAAAAAJFw/YCtTFUiS9hI/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct22c.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tons of friends and family showed up to celebrate. We all met at El Guapos for a Mexican dinner! My fav... they know me too well! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shannan . Amanda . Becca/Jessica (sisters) . Mikki/Cat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UewSljys1Zc/TqYcBvsNlcI/AAAAAAAAJF4/3ooPISnuEbI/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="164" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UewSljys1Zc/TqYcBvsNlcI/AAAAAAAAJF4/3ooPISnuEbI/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct22.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SIL-Amanda/brother-Alan . Stephanie . SIL-Leslie . Mark/Deanna&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6lD5MCVo1rM/TqYcCQECa6I/AAAAAAAAJGA/IWVi82Zb4o0/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct22a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="164" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6lD5MCVo1rM/TqYcCQECa6I/AAAAAAAAJGA/IWVi82Zb4o0/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct22a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BIL? :)&amp;nbsp;My SILs brother-Josh or Uncle Joshie . brother-Jake . Jake/Nathan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wDe6pMSwKLY/TqYcDd1juTI/AAAAAAAAJGI/6hNVceU0koI/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct22b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wDe6pMSwKLY/TqYcDd1juTI/AAAAAAAAJGI/6hNVceU0koI/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct22b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After dinner, we headed to the Dust Bowl. It&amp;nbsp;is an adult bowling alley. We rented out our own room, which had two lanes and a projection screen to watch the football games! PERFECT! I was a little unsure about bowling, but it ended up being so much fun! Obviously we are all a very competitive group! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The cake table decorations! Super cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N1JmSIJTTqk/TqYcE03ynQI/AAAAAAAAJGQ/ywkt1-1zaZ8/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct22d..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="380" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N1JmSIJTTqk/TqYcE03ynQI/AAAAAAAAJGQ/ywkt1-1zaZ8/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct22d..jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bowling! Baby brother and I . Cousins Shawna and Tyler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O67YaJXGSl0/TqYf1YWz0JI/AAAAAAAAJGY/vL9sBRpzOWo/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct22e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="380" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O67YaJXGSl0/TqYf1YWz0JI/AAAAAAAAJGY/vL9sBRpzOWo/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct22e.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Top pics: Me . Jake. Joshie . Cat&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;{little bitty Cat killed us all in bowling!}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bottom pics: Amanda and then Alan grabbing Shannan's ball as she went to throw it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zebMv3SNRhA/TqYf2VsG0NI/AAAAAAAAJGg/MuE6YRPUSJc/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct22f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zebMv3SNRhA/TqYf2VsG0NI/AAAAAAAAJGg/MuE6YRPUSJc/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct22f.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The gang!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0rUrjd0E0hk/TqYf4dXVNFI/AAAAAAAAJGo/7l6wEMkUUL8/s1600/IMG_5419a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="376" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0rUrjd0E0hk/TqYf4dXVNFI/AAAAAAAAJGo/7l6wEMkUUL8/s640/IMG_5419a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;After bowling, we headed to the Treehouse, which ended up being really strange! So then it was on to Pink to dance! I definitely think this ended up being the funnest part of the night! Funny, funny times!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LcRXkRtiYyE/TqYhpjo1LkI/AAAAAAAAJG0/7uJhz3fyouI/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct22g.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GBrt29u0VOY/TqYhqQEDy_I/AAAAAAAAJG8/3G4REZCn6Ug/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct22h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GBrt29u0VOY/TqYhqQEDy_I/AAAAAAAAJG8/3G4REZCn6Ug/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct22h.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;And a special thanks to my SIL and BIL for being the Pembrook taxi service!&amp;nbsp;My sweet SIL was our DD and bussed us anywhere we wanted to go! Thanks Les! We love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7FSvMEfpRUA/TqYiRLm43eI/AAAAAAAAJHE/JobwIRNTZv4/s1600/IMG_5427a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="536" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7FSvMEfpRUA/TqYiRLm43eI/AAAAAAAAJHE/JobwIRNTZv4/s640/IMG_5427a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The party was definitely one for the record books! I know so many other family and friends wanted to be there, but it just didn't work out for everyone! I am so thankful to all that came and all that wanted to be there! Thanks for the great memories! I am ready for a redo! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-743162294973853380?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/743162294973853380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=743162294973853380&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/743162294973853380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/743162294973853380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/10/celebrating-my-30s.html' title='celebrating my 30s'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ieJFRpP_VvU/TqYcAdGSfNI/AAAAAAAAJFw/YCtTFUiS9hI/s72-c/Picnik+collage+Oct22c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-3085816583503514503</id><published>2011-10-29T08:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T08:55:33.515-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pumpkins and pizza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We had my SIL, nephew, niece and the Roumbanis family over for pizza and pumpkin carving! The kids had a great time, but I think Justin and Fred were the most into it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I bought Hadlea a small pumpkin and paints, but she was way more interested in helping and watching the big kids! She had no issues sticking her hand in and pulling out the seeds! She just added a little, "Ewwweee Gross!" every once in awhile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yHaln9nKIGQ/Tqm5u1TYc1I/AAAAAAAAJMM/fFp-VdI-2Rg/s1600/Picnik+collage+oct26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="164" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yHaln9nKIGQ/Tqm5u1TYc1I/AAAAAAAAJMM/fFp-VdI-2Rg/s640/Picnik+collage+oct26.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;With the finished products! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mo5tHalKcvc/Tqm5w6VDkhI/AAAAAAAAJMU/qAYutsvZgp0/s1600/IMG_5456a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mo5tHalKcvc/Tqm5w6VDkhI/AAAAAAAAJMU/qAYutsvZgp0/s640/IMG_5456a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Riley's, Fred's, Hannah's, Fred's, and Justin's. {Obviously you can tell which two are Fred's with the fish on them! Ha! ...and he did them free hand. Impressive!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ac1MqchGTGU/Tqm5xqTevrI/AAAAAAAAJMc/hl4cgkWLiAw/s1600/IMG_5451a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ac1MqchGTGU/Tqm5xqTevrI/AAAAAAAAJMc/hl4cgkWLiAw/s640/IMG_5451a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-3085816583503514503?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/3085816583503514503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=3085816583503514503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/3085816583503514503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/3085816583503514503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/10/pumpkins-and-pizza.html' title='pumpkins and pizza'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yHaln9nKIGQ/Tqm5u1TYc1I/AAAAAAAAJMM/fFp-VdI-2Rg/s72-c/Picnik+collage+oct26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-8153090358099521403</id><published>2011-10-28T12:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T12:17:48.099-05:00</updated><title type='text'>dinner and concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Nana and Rusty took us to dinner a week or so ago for my birthday. Hadlea wore a new dress and, of course, I thought she looked SO cute! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fa6_GlrBqiU/TqYWrnfSakI/AAAAAAAAJFY/HQMzcF765Ao/s1600/IMG_5370a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fa6_GlrBqiU/TqYWrnfSakI/AAAAAAAAJFY/HQMzcF765Ao/s640/IMG_5370a.jpg" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Even with no nap that day, she was in a GREAT mood and FULL of personality! She talked non-stop at dinner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DMM-LjZuIDY/TqYWsjrv_zI/AAAAAAAAJFg/LI_cZOpxLao/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct+17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="322" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DMM-LjZuIDY/TqYWsjrv_zI/AAAAAAAAJFg/LI_cZOpxLao/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct+17.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A couple days later, Justin and I went to a concert with Nana and our friends G and Taran. Rusty was supposed to go, but he came down sick the day of. Hadlea stayed at home with Alan and Amanda. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eQWP9UxmYBY/TqYWtGvr5FI/AAAAAAAAJFo/t9-JJA5lPDU/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct19.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="322" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eQWP9UxmYBY/TqYWtGvr5FI/AAAAAAAAJFo/t9-JJA5lPDU/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct19.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We went to see Don Williams, an older country music singer.&amp;nbsp;When Justin told me he was coming to town, I was like, OK?! I guess his Grandma, Mom and Dad were big fans. But after hearing him, I totally remembered some of his songs. Well... I knew like 4 of them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yWGDeBFLsf8"&gt;You're My Best Friend&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uzGx_XzxDeM"&gt;Good Ole Boys Like Me &lt;/a&gt;{I don't think he sang this one, but it is probably the one I knew the most}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O6MbPWzIFUk"&gt;Tulsa Time&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;{obviously people here in Tulsa went crazy for this one!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7TKRYyA05o4&amp;amp;feature=artist"&gt;It Must Be Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-8153090358099521403?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/8153090358099521403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=8153090358099521403&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/8153090358099521403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/8153090358099521403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/10/dinner-and-concert.html' title='dinner and concert'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fa6_GlrBqiU/TqYWrnfSakI/AAAAAAAAJFY/HQMzcF765Ao/s72-c/IMG_5370a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-3475857369478903778</id><published>2011-10-27T15:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T15:05:09.234-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Earlier this month, I went back to Medford (where I grew up) and celebrated by 10 year high school reunion! SEVERAL of my Tulsa friends thought I was 'crazy' for having a 10 year reunion, but completely nuts for even thinking about going. Medford is my home... always will be. But going back to see all of my friends that I went to school with just makes it so much more special. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I think all but one in this picture went to school together our entire lives. They shaped me into the person I am today. I am so thankful for their friendship. We all might not be best friends or hang out or talk on a regular basis, but these people are just as much my family as my 2nd or 3rd cousins I see around the holidays. They have always been a part of my life... and always will continue to be!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sFB8pwRhlPs/TqYVJ53PhMI/AAAAAAAAJEo/nt-LDeDxtxE/s1600/IMG_5341.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sFB8pwRhlPs/TqYVJ53PhMI/AAAAAAAAJEo/nt-LDeDxtxE/s400/IMG_5341.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Homecoming is huge in our little town. So many come back for all of the festivities.... football game, parade, luncheon, etc. The 10, 20, 30 year etc classes all ride in the parade. Our class went through this year and like always, we made the best of it. We threw candy to the little kiddos and had a great time laughing all of the way through!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gwAS-SEPsNs/TqYVLR0OUOI/AAAAAAAAJEw/vs6rx8juc84/s1600/parade.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gwAS-SEPsNs/TqYVLR0OUOI/AAAAAAAAJEw/vs6rx8juc84/s400/parade.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This was Hadlea's first homecoming! ...and her first of many! She LOVED to pick up candy with daddy. I also had her an 'MHS' shirt made for the big day! Ha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n_EfcT55p7g/TqYVNbu35nI/AAAAAAAAJE4/pIcgdRHnAwc/s1600/Picnik+collage++Oct+15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="367" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n_EfcT55p7g/TqYVNbu35nI/AAAAAAAAJE4/pIcgdRHnAwc/s400/Picnik+collage++Oct+15.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my sweet baby girl and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J6spE9ABL7E/TqYVOtK-7nI/AAAAAAAAJFA/Oia-Zbhzku0/s1600/IMG_5350a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J6spE9ABL7E/TqYVOtK-7nI/AAAAAAAAJFA/Oia-Zbhzku0/s400/IMG_5350a.jpg" width="307" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;And if you thought having a 10 year reunion was crazy, well you are going to think we have lost our minds to know we had a 5 year reunion as well! Here we all were 5 years ago. We had a&amp;nbsp;cookout and reminisced about the old times!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FU7ox_6HeFw/Tqm1blV9UcI/AAAAAAAAJME/AYRXjKhExcw/s1600/Class01+good.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FU7ox_6HeFw/Tqm1blV9UcI/AAAAAAAAJME/AYRXjKhExcw/s400/Class01+good.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And here we are at 10 years! I have to say everyone has aged well... if at all! :-) We had a cookout at Jonathon's house, looked at year books and pictures and spent more time reminiscing and telling stories. Several of us are married with kids now, so our spouses (none are from Medford) thought we were INSANE! Our class wasn't the best class. We had ALOT of crazy kids... which always make for REALLY good stories! Ha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XlQPnRPXM-s/TqYVSWdc2eI/AAAAAAAAJFI/UtpglpQqyEM/s1600/IMG_5360.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XlQPnRPXM-s/TqYVSWdc2eI/AAAAAAAAJFI/UtpglpQqyEM/s400/IMG_5360.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That evening we all met uptown at our local bar and had drinks! We had several upper and lower classmen in town so always great to see them and catch up too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UZPbSQTcB4Y/TqYVTMLhLoI/AAAAAAAAJFQ/nokC6cbIrtc/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct+15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="321" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UZPbSQTcB4Y/TqYVTMLhLoI/AAAAAAAAJFQ/nokC6cbIrtc/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct+15.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-3475857369478903778?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/3475857369478903778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=3475857369478903778&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/3475857369478903778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/3475857369478903778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/10/10-years.html' title='10 years'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sFB8pwRhlPs/TqYVJ53PhMI/AAAAAAAAJEo/nt-LDeDxtxE/s72-c/IMG_5341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-3824870437683972543</id><published>2011-10-26T14:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T14:25:17.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what she's saying wednesday &amp; TLG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think I said this in my last post, but Hadlea is VERY vocal. I really need to get better at writing down the things she is saying. I really just write about the things I can think of at the moment, but her vocabulary is off the charts. Most of the things she says are bossy... which make me wish she wasn't saying them yet! :) She has no trouble telling us exactly how she feels or what she wants! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Haddie Hussey", "Berk-y Hussey", "Mommy Hussey" and "Daddy Hussey"&amp;nbsp;- &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Since Hadlea has learned her own name, she now says it all of the time. When Berkley gets in trouble we yell, "Berkley Huskey" (yes, we call him by his last name!). So of course, when Berkley gets in trouble, Ms Bossy Pants has to get onto him to saying, "Berk-y Hussey, No, No!". But now, when she wants Justin and I to do something, she yells at us, "Mommy Hussey, come here.", "Daddy Hussey, no, no." {Have I mentioned lately that she is BOSSY?!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"No sing momma", "No dance momma"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - I wondered when the day would come that Hadlea would be embarrassed by my singing and dancing. I really thought I had a few years, but these days, anytime I start dancing or singing with her she yells, "No sing/No dance momma, me sing/dance". &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Me no like it", "Me no want it"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Another fateful day... the day she started telling us things she didn't want or like. Just recently she started saying, "Me no like it" or "Me no want it".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"No thank you"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - She has learned to say no thank you correctly, which about melts my heart. Except when I say, "Let's go take a bath" and she replies with, "No thank you". How do you argue that?! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't posted about The Little Gym in a few weeks. Hadlea is STILL loving it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xfwe0xSTvQI/Tp40K3Vs2kI/AAAAAAAAJDk/EjJR-L7ohWQ/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct18.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="294" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xfwe0xSTvQI/Tp40K3Vs2kI/AAAAAAAAJDk/EjJR-L7ohWQ/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct18.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;And this week, Gigi was able to come to town and go with us! Hadlea 'LOVED' to show off for her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-omGH_utTzEQ/TqheNZwhp3I/AAAAAAAAJII/XN208nZILsQ/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct25.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="294" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-omGH_utTzEQ/TqheNZwhp3I/AAAAAAAAJII/XN208nZILsQ/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct25.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I am about 100% sure I could NOT do this. And I would be lying if I said it takes everything I have not to try it on the high bar right next to her! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-634cbb50930ccdb" 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://v9.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0634cbb50930ccdb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329941885%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1F261A8E3752B93E54919766B8A67871EC020BED.EB9B795090CD5AF766460C09ECE62C052281ADD%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D634cbb50930ccdb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dyzxi2MzWxocEs5uZZSd6_9pYldc&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://v9.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0634cbb50930ccdb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329941885%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1F261A8E3752B93E54919766B8A67871EC020BED.EB9B795090CD5AF766460C09ECE62C052281ADD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D634cbb50930ccdb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dyzxi2MzWxocEs5uZZSd6_9pYldc&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/16907917-3824870437683972543?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/3824870437683972543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=3824870437683972543&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/3824870437683972543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/3824870437683972543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/10/what-shes-saying-wednesday-tlg.html' title='what she&apos;s saying wednesday &amp; TLG'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xfwe0xSTvQI/Tp40K3Vs2kI/AAAAAAAAJDk/EjJR-L7ohWQ/s72-c/Picnik+collage+Oct18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-2170094539683899842</id><published>2011-10-25T10:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T10:03:27.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>cows and a funeral</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am SO far behind on blogging, reading blogs, email, etc. I am hoping to get caught up this week on all of my pictures, posting, etc. I swear these last 3 weeks have been out of control busy. Just when I don't think I have anything to do, 5 more things show up. Work is getting busier again, which happens just before the holidays. So... hopefully this week slows down where I can get caught up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Before heading to my Grandad's funeral, Hadlea and I stopped by the state fair to watch my nephew, Riley, show his heifer. Hadlea LOVED seeing all of the animals. Riley loved to show off both the heifer and Hadlea! Ha! Riley put his hat on his calf, which Hadlea thought was so funny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YIja8oSa7_4/TpuZWGgQNkI/AAAAAAAAJDE/1FzTo1miagA/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct+8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YIja8oSa7_4/TpuZWGgQNkI/AAAAAAAAJDE/1FzTo1miagA/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct+8.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sunday evening, we had the viewing for my Grandad. I had planned to dress Hadlea in something more church-y, but she hadn't worn her new Halloween outfit! I just thought she looked so adorable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qxq26iihZcE/TpuZYFa4L8I/AAAAAAAAJDM/5N6lXyebGoU/s1600/IMG_5328a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qxq26iihZcE/TpuZYFa4L8I/AAAAAAAAJDM/5N6lXyebGoU/s640/IMG_5328a.jpg" width="392" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Monday, October 10, we laid my sweet Grandfather to rest. The service was amazingly beautiful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jt9gLXvIzuk/TpuZZm9wjJI/AAAAAAAAJDU/qsGEBa__DI0/s1600/IMG_5329a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="342" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jt9gLXvIzuk/TpuZZm9wjJI/AAAAAAAAJDU/qsGEBa__DI0/s640/IMG_5329a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wanted to remember at what age Hadlea was when we laid Grandad to rest, so I got a couple pictures of her before the funeral. I am so thankful for the memories I have of Grandad and Hadlea together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yAW-Tyhh0Ww/TpuZZ7veQ5I/AAAAAAAAJDc/bLyfEn8F3Cg/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="588" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yAW-Tyhh0Ww/TpuZZ7veQ5I/AAAAAAAAJDc/bLyfEn8F3Cg/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct2011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-2170094539683899842?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/2170094539683899842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=2170094539683899842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/2170094539683899842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/2170094539683899842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/10/cows-and-funeral.html' title='cows and a funeral'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YIja8oSa7_4/TpuZWGgQNkI/AAAAAAAAJDE/1FzTo1miagA/s72-c/Picnik+collage+Oct+8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-2398534352575814280</id><published>2011-10-24T12:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T12:15:14.772-05:00</updated><title type='text'>project 365 - week 42</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can find week 41 &lt;a href="http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/10/project-365-week-41.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;10 years! We went back to Medford for my 10 year homecoming reunion. We had a cookout with my class. It was a GREAT time! It was so great to look at yearbooks and pictures and reminisce about the past! I haven't laughed that hard in a long time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3J4Gc6MveP0/TqWZDw8VLlI/AAAAAAAAJDs/cKX1BydPeyY/s1600/October+15+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3J4Gc6MveP0/TqWZDw8VLlI/AAAAAAAAJDs/cKX1BydPeyY/s400/October+15+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Serious face! We had a busy weekend in Medford so once we got home we&amp;nbsp;played outside. Hadlea was worn out and was kind of a bear, but swinging can always make her happy... whether she looks it or not! Ha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ozYuiOM0Zuo/TqWZGKyuBvI/AAAAAAAAJD0/9II4X0iTjis/s1600/October+16+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ozYuiOM0Zuo/TqWZGKyuBvI/AAAAAAAAJD0/9II4X0iTjis/s400/October+16+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dinner with Nana and Rusty!&amp;nbsp;Justin,&amp;nbsp;Hadlea and I met Nana and Rusty for dinner for my birthday.&amp;nbsp;Hadlea&amp;nbsp;was in a great mood!&amp;nbsp;Even with no nap, she was full of personality!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r7RKxaaM82Q/TqWZH_Fi3UI/AAAAAAAAJD8/RJJW22WAlGM/s1600/October+17+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r7RKxaaM82Q/TqWZH_Fi3UI/AAAAAAAAJD8/RJJW22WAlGM/s400/October+17+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;TLG! Hadlea had another great night at The Little Gym. Although she didn't want to follow directions or play with the other kids, she was still fun to watch! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DxV__Rb_WFk/TqWZJL9XNeI/AAAAAAAAJEE/y5Ju1T6cNMw/s1600/October+18+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DxV__Rb_WFk/TqWZJL9XNeI/AAAAAAAAJEE/y5Ju1T6cNMw/s400/October+18+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Don Williams. Nana, Justin, Taran, G and I went to Don Williams at the casino. I knew very few songs, but he was great to listen to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WrB3ihDHhCs/TqWZJ33ldZI/AAAAAAAAJEM/Jw4_Y40HwhI/s1600/October+19+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WrB3ihDHhCs/TqWZJ33ldZI/AAAAAAAAJEM/Jw4_Y40HwhI/s400/October+19+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sick/happy girl?! Hadlea got sent home from daycare yesterday with a fever so she could return for 24 hours. Ry and Hannah were out on fall break so Leslie, Ry and Hannah came to babysit. Hadlea loves having them so much that I don't think you could tell she was even sick! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LsxaSmVKcV4/TqWZLLNou4I/AAAAAAAAJEU/W7xMvkQPj_E/s1600/October+20+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LsxaSmVKcV4/TqWZLLNou4I/AAAAAAAAJEU/W7xMvkQPj_E/s400/October+20+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Leslie and Hannah came back to keep H a second day. Obviously, H was in heaven again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KAYrYv37vUE/TqWZL7IYDKI/AAAAAAAAJEc/BY3W_7o8RL8/s1600/October+21+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KAYrYv37vUE/TqWZL7IYDKI/AAAAAAAAJEc/BY3W_7o8RL8/s400/October+21+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-2398534352575814280?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/2398534352575814280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=2398534352575814280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/2398534352575814280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/2398534352575814280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/10/project-365-week-42.html' title='project 365 - week 42'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3J4Gc6MveP0/TqWZDw8VLlI/AAAAAAAAJDs/cKX1BydPeyY/s72-c/October+15+2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-865549570359656665</id><published>2011-10-18T13:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T13:38:20.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>project 365 - week 41</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can find week&amp;nbsp;40 &lt;a href="http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/10/project-365-week-40.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Showin' cows! Hadlea and I stopped by the fair to watch Riley show his cow. Hadlea loved to pet and talk to the cow, and Riley loved to show her off... the cow and Hadlea! It was so great to see the family before we headed south to Duncan for the funeral.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9ApfzYGDuVI/TpuTvY3eQ_I/AAAAAAAAJBg/xsc_QnHzFmg/s1600/October+8+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9ApfzYGDuVI/TpuTvY3eQ_I/AAAAAAAAJBg/xsc_QnHzFmg/s400/October+8+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Viewing. Hadlea was dressed and ready to head to Grandad's viewing. I had planned for her to wear a church dress, but this outfit was just too cute to take off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dEakMpTBXHE/TpuTw0tLLrI/AAAAAAAAJBo/otCosLDac1c/s1600/October+9+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dEakMpTBXHE/TpuTw0tLLrI/AAAAAAAAJBo/otCosLDac1c/s400/October+9+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Funeral. Our dear Grandad was laid to rest with an amazing service. So thankful for the years with him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MdtweH5t3wI/TpuTyAdNYnI/AAAAAAAAJBw/-0vRYamuLTE/s1600/October+10+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MdtweH5t3wI/TpuTyAdNYnI/AAAAAAAAJBw/-0vRYamuLTE/s400/October+10+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Boots! I had to day off after the funeral so Hadlea stayed home. We went to run some errands, and she wanted to wear her boots! I thought she looked so big! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eJGuGjichuQ/TpuTzFVFbPI/AAAAAAAAJB4/Z9rA14pV3Co/s1600/October+11+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eJGuGjichuQ/TpuTzFVFbPI/AAAAAAAAJB4/Z9rA14pV3Co/s400/October+11+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My 30th! Uncle Alan, Aunt Amanda and the Roumbanis family came over for a last minute cookout for my 30th birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IOm3BpXy1Qk/TpuT0fOn72I/AAAAAAAAJCA/NOZLpeStAu0/s1600/October+12+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IOm3BpXy1Qk/TpuT0fOn72I/AAAAAAAAJCA/NOZLpeStAu0/s400/October+12+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;October 13: No Picture! :-( Busy day of work, packing and getting the boat winterized!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Juicy! Justin, Hadlea and I went to Medford for Homecoming. Hadlea wore her very first Juicy outfit from Aunt Amanda!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1V30AN243qE/TpuT1ngSa1I/AAAAAAAAJCI/jsAapcl_Eeo/s1600/October+14+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1V30AN243qE/TpuT1ngSa1I/AAAAAAAAJCI/jsAapcl_Eeo/s400/October+14+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-865549570359656665?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/865549570359656665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=865549570359656665&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/865549570359656665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/865549570359656665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/10/project-365-week-41.html' title='project 365 - week 41'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9ApfzYGDuVI/TpuTvY3eQ_I/AAAAAAAAJBg/xsc_QnHzFmg/s72-c/October+8+2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-7529515300118937270</id><published>2011-10-17T15:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T15:11:33.799-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hadlea's 1st fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Justin and I debated back and forth about whether or not to take H to the fair this year. Of course, I wanted to go just to eat, Justin didn't care to go, and we assumed H would be too young to ride anything. But then Uncle Alan called and wanted us to bring H to the fair so she could go to the petting zoo. And who are we from keeping her from seeing her Aunt and Uncle?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;So we went... we got there before A&amp;amp;A so she road the carousel. She always loves this, but at $4 a ride, I was less than impressed! (side note: but how on earth do half of the people at the fair afford the fair?! I think the kids should get to go and enjoy it, however, it costs so much money!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NjL80Ls8M7Y/TpuWfhI6YiI/AAAAAAAAJCU/cMq0b1ywPwQ/s1600/Oct6e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NjL80Ls8M7Y/TpuWfhI6YiI/AAAAAAAAJCU/cMq0b1ywPwQ/s400/Oct6e.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy and H played a couple of games and won some animals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Nsnquyht18/TpuWhX2ffrI/AAAAAAAAJCc/WHp3U03qcU0/s1600/Oct6aa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Nsnquyht18/TpuWhX2ffrI/AAAAAAAAJCc/WHp3U03qcU0/s400/Oct6aa.jpg" width="353" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby girl and I on another ride!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WPtdPal_JjI/TpuWiiVVTFI/AAAAAAAAJCk/wZGBWoXFUbA/s1600/Oct6da.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WPtdPal_JjI/TpuWiiVVTFI/AAAAAAAAJCk/wZGBWoXFUbA/s400/Oct6da.jpg" width="330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I think this has to be the funniest picture of Hadlea to date! She LOVED her first fair corn dog, but no idea why she stuck her finger up (which kind of looks like she is giving the bird if you look fast). Just hilarious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-11NsmuNnDGc/TpuWkQNjOuI/AAAAAAAAJCs/y1IRARKcBZc/s1600/Oct6ga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-11NsmuNnDGc/TpuWkQNjOuI/AAAAAAAAJCs/y1IRARKcBZc/s400/Oct6ga.jpg" width="347" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And much to my dismay, she played on the jump house and slide. GERM city!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LnhV-gEQbyw/TpuWlnu6MVI/AAAAAAAAJC0/sJQxkwpAk0w/s1600/Oct6fa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LnhV-gEQbyw/TpuWlnu6MVI/AAAAAAAAJC0/sJQxkwpAk0w/s400/Oct6fa.jpg" width="392" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then it was time for the petting zoo! After this, I was so glad we went! They had some of the craziest animals! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dBkSxqaZn-g/TpuWmdfq6PI/AAAAAAAAJC8/JfyK2bgCedk/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct+6+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dBkSxqaZn-g/TpuWmdfq6PI/AAAAAAAAJC8/JfyK2bgCedk/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct+6+2011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;So I think H's first fair experience was perfect! But next year, I think we will send her with someone else that will enjoy paying for $4 rides... Auntie A, Gigi, Nana?! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-7529515300118937270?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/7529515300118937270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=7529515300118937270&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/7529515300118937270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/7529515300118937270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/10/hadleas-1st-fair.html' title='hadlea&apos;s 1st fair'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NjL80Ls8M7Y/TpuWfhI6YiI/AAAAAAAAJCU/cMq0b1ywPwQ/s72-c/Oct6e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-2250905610350065657</id><published>2011-10-14T16:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T16:47:05.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a birthday to remember...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It happened. I turned 30. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THIRTY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. 30 years old! It still sounds &lt;em&gt;VERY&lt;/em&gt; old... but yet, I don't feel a day over 25. Okay, so today I feel about 35 because I didn't get much sleep last night, but on a good day, I don't feel over 25! And if you remember &lt;a href="http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/08/turning-30.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; post, you know I do not feel mature enough to be 30. So... I can definitely say there were no melt downs, break downs or anything on my birthday! It was the perfect day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It started with phone calls before 7AM... which I silenced and then turned my phone to silent because after all, it was MY birthday, and I was sleeping in! Ha! I received TONS of cards, calls, texts and facebook messages... 146 facebook messages to be exact! Great friends and family always know exactly what to say to make you feel so good! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That evening Alan and Amanda were coming over and then Fred and Julie called and said they were coming over, so we just did a last minute cookout. It was a great evening with great friends/family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hadlea got in some Uncle Alan playtime, and I am hoping Aunt Amanda got baby fever! Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SF1p-rliqdE/TpinhmsYBXI/AAAAAAAAJBY/Un3Apa-j3ys/s1600/Picnik+collage+oct2011a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="321" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SF1p-rliqdE/TpinhmsYBXI/AAAAAAAAJBY/Un3Apa-j3ys/s640/Picnik+collage+oct2011a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Baby Avery was THE BEST baby! He slept the entire time other than to eat once. I definitely loved to snuggle him and send him home! :-) Definitely no baby fever here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;And on to my amazing gifts... I swear, my family has to be THE MOST thoughtful people in this world. And if you remember &lt;a href="http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/08/turning-30.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; post again, you will remember I asked for two things. A LV bag and Dallas Cowboys tickets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I definitely think I should make lists and/or posts for every birthday/holiday! Because they delivered!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;For my Anniversary/Birthday, Justin got me the LV Neverfull. It is large and more like a tote, which is perfect for having Hadlea! I have pretty much started carrying it as her diaper bag. Since she eats off the menu when we go out, all she really needs is diapers/wipes. It is perfect!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;For my Birthday, my brothers and SIL got me the LV Pochette. I have borrowed my SILs to go on vacation before as it fits my wallet, phone and camera perfectly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v1H_j-Xe7D4/TpinhHSYSGI/AAAAAAAAJBQ/kVRXKnGCFd8/s1600/Picnik+collage+oct2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="322" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v1H_j-Xe7D4/TpinhHSYSGI/AAAAAAAAJBQ/kVRXKnGCFd8/s640/Picnik+collage+oct2011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And as for the Cowboys tickets, I actually received the money for them from my other family, however, I chose to be responsible and use the money for clothes. I REALLY need clothes. I only have one pair of jeans that I can ware since I have lost so much weight after being pregnant. It is definitely nothing to complain about other than everything looks so big! So... off on a shopping spree I will go and forgo seeing my beloved Cowboys. I know my day will come soon enough though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I cannot forget to mention probably my biggest present. If you read &lt;a href="http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/08/looking-for-new-car.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; post about my parents trading my car and me buying theirs, then you probably already know. They just made&amp;nbsp;me an offer that I couldn't pass up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This was definitely one of my greatest birthdays to date. I know it is not always about the material things you receive, but this does show me how much my family cares about me, and they will never know how much I appreciate them and their thoughtfulness. But I can say it was very nice to be completely spoiled for a day! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-2250905610350065657?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/2250905610350065657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=2250905610350065657&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/2250905610350065657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/2250905610350065657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/10/birthday-to-remember.html' title='a birthday to remember...'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SF1p-rliqdE/TpinhmsYBXI/AAAAAAAAJBY/Un3Apa-j3ys/s72-c/Picnik+collage+oct2011a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-4159296997083698024</id><published>2011-10-14T14:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T14:13:46.405-05:00</updated><title type='text'>project 365 - week 40</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You can find week 39 &lt;a href="http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/10/project-365-week-39.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;BBB! Justin and I went to Arkansas to the Bikes, Blues and BBQ with our friends Mark and Deanna. We went downtown to meet my little brother, Jake. Hadlea stayed at home with Gigi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-1yDIpBjqo/To_EHW5tGnI/AAAAAAAAJAo/11nAWPIriKQ/s1600/October+1+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-1yDIpBjqo/To_EHW5tGnI/AAAAAAAAJAo/11nAWPIriKQ/s400/October+1+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy girl! Hadlea, daddy and I played outside. She played in the water table before she got wet and stripped off all of her clothes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oyPmLp4rt9c/To_EH-m5tpI/AAAAAAAAJAs/1PhnuaEy0Zc/s1600/October+2+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oyPmLp4rt9c/To_EH-m5tpI/AAAAAAAAJAs/1PhnuaEy0Zc/s400/October+2+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Snake! Justin found a snake in our garage. It was probably just over 2 feet, but still... a SNAKE! Justin is deathly afraid of snakes, so it has definitely given the neighbors a big laugh! {and no idea why I cannot get this picture to rotate correctly}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XrS50m3oIAA/To_Ec9JgIpI/AAAAAAAAJBE/6zHt8mBY3CA/s1600/October+3+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="343" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XrS50m3oIAA/To_Ec9JgIpI/AAAAAAAAJBE/6zHt8mBY3CA/s400/October+3+2011.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Boots and sweats?! Hadlea decided to dress herself for daycare one morning. She had on tennis shoes until we were about to walk out of the house and then she wanted to change into her boots... no arguments from momma. Whatever makes her happy! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0eJVB-h7HJ0/To_EK7gbzgI/AAAAAAAAJA0/1WUNQyz8vQQ/s1600/October+4+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0eJVB-h7HJ0/To_EK7gbzgI/AAAAAAAAJA0/1WUNQyz8vQQ/s400/October+4+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pumpkin Patch. I took a vacation day to attend the Parents As Teachers day at the Pumpkin Patch. Hadlea wasn't acting like she felt100% so we didn't get to stay long, but she did pick out Berkley a pumpkin. She was so proud to bring it home and show it to him! We then went to lunch with some friends, Allison/Finley and Emily/Cate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wKNvlv2Q0GA/To_EMaS0HnI/AAAAAAAAJA4/HID4ijxydCY/s1600/October+5+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wKNvlv2Q0GA/To_EMaS0HnI/AAAAAAAAJA4/HID4ijxydCY/s400/October+5+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hadlea's 1st Tulsa State Fair! We met Uncle Alan and Aunt Amanda at the fair. Hadlea road a couple of rides, played in the jump house and fed the animals in the petting zoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iphB-B8wyJE/To_EOS4489I/AAAAAAAAJA8/tjAENPeCy6U/s1600/October+6+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iphB-B8wyJE/To_EOS4489I/AAAAAAAAJA8/tjAENPeCy6U/s400/October+6+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And this is the only picture I took all day... I took a pic and sent it to Justin! Hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GLaCy2p6vYI/To_EO6t_2rI/AAAAAAAAJBA/Z547SV9y6iE/s1600/October+7+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GLaCy2p6vYI/To_EO6t_2rI/AAAAAAAAJBA/Z547SV9y6iE/s400/October+7+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-4159296997083698024?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/4159296997083698024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=4159296997083698024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/4159296997083698024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/4159296997083698024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/10/project-365-week-40.html' title='project 365 - week 40'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-1yDIpBjqo/To_EHW5tGnI/AAAAAAAAJAo/11nAWPIriKQ/s72-c/October+1+2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-1783899321514080110</id><published>2011-10-13T14:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T14:53:45.942-05:00</updated><title type='text'>one little monkey...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strike&gt;jumping&lt;/strike&gt; swinging on the &lt;strike&gt;bed&lt;/strike&gt; drawer!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;As I walked into my kitchen the other night, this is what I seen! I about had a heart attack! I started to yell, but then thought I might startle her and make her fall! So I waited until she was done, told her she shouldn't do that because she could get hurt, and then said, do it one last time so I can take your picture! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;And don't judge, I wouldn't be a good mother/blogger without getting this on film! Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hy29ezY17R4/TpdAhO9O_fI/AAAAAAAAJBI/v16gFI6C3Ts/s1600/h+hanging+on+drawer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="386" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hy29ezY17R4/TpdAhO9O_fI/AAAAAAAAJBI/v16gFI6C3Ts/s400/h+hanging+on+drawer.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank so much for all of your comments, texts, emails, etc. about my Grandad. No doubt he is in a much better place than the rest of us! We have had so much going on lately and a busy few weekends coming up! Cannot wait to share... Oh, and someone {maybe me} turned the big 3-0! I cannot wait to share what I received!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-1783899321514080110?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/1783899321514080110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=1783899321514080110&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/1783899321514080110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/1783899321514080110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/10/one-little-monkey.html' title='one little monkey...'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hy29ezY17R4/TpdAhO9O_fI/AAAAAAAAJBI/v16gFI6C3Ts/s72-c/h+hanging+on+drawer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-4370748970995374597</id><published>2011-10-08T10:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T11:14:44.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>project 365 - week 39</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can find week 38 &lt;a href="http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/09/project-365-week-38.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Picture Day! I had bought Hadlea an outfit over the summer that I wanted her to wear for pictures. While it was a nice day, we went and took some!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dNPAmuZhwnw/To-9rldiIMI/AAAAAAAAJAI/uRlWy8tNeSI/s1600/September+24+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dNPAmuZhwnw/To-9rldiIMI/AAAAAAAAJAI/uRlWy8tNeSI/s400/September+24+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;What Hadlea does = what baby does!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TGnjjRnLAkA/To-9s-f0qwI/AAAAAAAAJAM/jANHlwqOIN0/s1600/September+25+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TGnjjRnLAkA/To-9s-f0qwI/AAAAAAAAJAM/jANHlwqOIN0/s400/September+25+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Go Cowboys! Hadlea went to daycare supporting the Cowboys in MNF against the Redskins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cW8b7cL8UaQ/To-9urMo2yI/AAAAAAAAJAQ/NVfJdr_neJU/s1600/September+26+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cW8b7cL8UaQ/To-9urMo2yI/AAAAAAAAJAQ/NVfJdr_neJU/s400/September+26+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;TLG! It was Little Gym night = Hadlea's LOVE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4ehZE3qI-1M/To-9vlchomI/AAAAAAAAJAU/kqlSnYi0Res/s1600/September+27+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4ehZE3qI-1M/To-9vlchomI/AAAAAAAAJAU/kqlSnYi0Res/s400/September+27+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Playdough time! Hadlea loves for me to make her glasses or holes to look through! Silly girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4dLUeCe_heg/To_ApuOKAPI/AAAAAAAAJAg/ZN7hqwsm_os/s1600/September+28+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4dLUeCe_heg/To_ApuOKAPI/AAAAAAAAJAg/ZN7hqwsm_os/s400/September+28+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Meeting Avery William. We went to the hospital to meet baby Avery William who was born Sept 28 2011! Super sweet baby boy... super sweet jealous baby girl! Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4Q_acQC4E-c/To_Aqr1zsHI/AAAAAAAAJAk/CUdfgYpgn1I/s1600/September+29+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4Q_acQC4E-c/To_Aqr1zsHI/AAAAAAAAJAk/CUdfgYpgn1I/s400/September+29+2011.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;September 30: No picture. I volunteered the day at the Food Bank. Gigi came in for a visit and we spent the evening playing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-4370748970995374597?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/4370748970995374597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=4370748970995374597&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/4370748970995374597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/4370748970995374597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/10/project-365-week-39.html' title='project 365 - week 39'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dNPAmuZhwnw/To-9rldiIMI/AAAAAAAAJAI/uRlWy8tNeSI/s72-c/September+24+2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-7427408342550581342</id><published>2011-10-07T21:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T21:33:56.822-05:00</updated><title type='text'>he's in a better place...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;October 6&amp;nbsp;will now be on my calendar as the day as I have dreaded for so many years. My grandad went to be with the Lord. This was my first grandparent to lose. I am so thankful for the years I got with my grandad, and I am so thankful he was able to meet Hadlea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZjaYkiH9Q_o/To-taCDBv2I/AAAAAAAAI_k/cfO8Jt0Y9YM/s1600/Grandad1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZjaYkiH9Q_o/To-taCDBv2I/AAAAAAAAI_k/cfO8Jt0Y9YM/s400/Grandad1.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;She will never remember meeting him, but I will have pictures to show her of her great-grandad. And man did he love her! He used to rave and rave about how smart his great-grandkids were! I am positive he told everyone about them and how they were the smartest kids on the planet! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fY5EpGAvP1g/To-uC_5T5HI/AAAAAAAAI_o/Di74DmcrBso/s1600/Picture+064.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fY5EpGAvP1g/To-uC_5T5HI/AAAAAAAAI_o/Di74DmcrBso/s640/Picture+064.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My Granny and Grandad did everything they could to attend my brother and I's sporting events. No matter how far the drive might have been, if they could make it, they were there! They will honestly never know what that meant to us. It is a great feeling as an adult to know that your grandparents loved and cared for you with everything they had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ljp20Fsc-Eg/To-uZD1BxdI/AAAAAAAAI_s/sxmENxwSM5k/s1600/Picture+042.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ljp20Fsc-Eg/To-uZD1BxdI/AAAAAAAAI_s/sxmENxwSM5k/s640/Picture+042.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have no doubts that my Grandaddy is in heaven right now... seeing his other family members along with my cousin, Malisa. I am so jealous he is seeing her. But we have two amazing guardian angels now. Hadlea is now more than double protected! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rp5717CbVvo/To-ugjeH98I/AAAAAAAAI_w/RgwCPqQ9yU8/s1600/Picture+043.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rp5717CbVvo/To-ugjeH98I/AAAAAAAAI_w/RgwCPqQ9yU8/s640/Picture+043.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My grandparents are two of the most amazing, caring people in this world. They are giving... to their families, friends and church. &amp;nbsp;They have instilled strong values in each of us that I hope I can also pass down to Hadlea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2q3UGEyy9YI/To-vmtjkHsI/AAAAAAAAI_0/etWRlxS8Mu8/s1600/Picture+074.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2q3UGEyy9YI/To-vmtjkHsI/AAAAAAAAI_0/etWRlxS8Mu8/s640/Picture+074.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am thankful for the moments we shared together. I am thankful for the memories we had. I know he is in a much better place and no longer suffering. RIP Gdaddy. I will always love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lpDZXlZALFM/To-1_9DsIaI/AAAAAAAAI_8/K7tmE-B5pl8/s200/IMG_1586.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img border="0" height="200" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7TN7nkWPMno/To-2ES1ysyI/AAAAAAAAJAA/Mh4FAtrA0zE/s200/IMG_1589.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9cL8i_6oZw/To-2IWHQr0I/AAAAAAAAJAE/B697baB3YZU/s400/IMG_1592.JPG" width="340" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-7427408342550581342?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/7427408342550581342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=7427408342550581342&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/7427408342550581342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/7427408342550581342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/10/hes-in-better-place.html' title='he&apos;s in a better place...'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZjaYkiH9Q_o/To-taCDBv2I/AAAAAAAAI_k/cfO8Jt0Y9YM/s72-c/Grandad1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-782319306515372003</id><published>2011-10-05T21:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T21:16:54.048-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my day as a stay-at-home mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.parentsasteachers.org/"&gt;Parents As Teachers&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; program that Hadlea belongs to has started doing monthly play dates. This month they were going to the pumpkin patch. It happened to be the same one that we went to last weekend with Gigi, but I thought she would love to go with other kids (or 'babies' as she calls them!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I took a vacation day and we headed out... first off, getting a wagon!&amp;nbsp;{Funny story about her outfit. When we bought the shirt, I thought it was red and white striped. I planned on her wearing her little red flats. We were running&amp;nbsp;late this morning so thankfully I already new what she was wearing. I&amp;nbsp;dressed her and we headed out the door. It wasn't until we were at&amp;nbsp;our chiropractor appointment&amp;nbsp;that I noticed the shirt was pink and white striped and NOT red! #proudmommamoment. Thankfully no one seemed to notice... or care enough to bring it up! ha!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aaonU5f0fhU/To0EDtWVdiI/AAAAAAAAI_Q/DVmXdUlAB3U/s1600/IMG_5304.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aaonU5f0fhU/To0EDtWVdiI/AAAAAAAAI_Q/DVmXdUlAB3U/s640/IMG_5304.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And next was picking out the perfect pumpkin. I asked her if she wanted to pick one for daddy. Her answer, "No. Berk-y".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mXERxZSSg5Q/To0EHx7z-oI/AAAAAAAAI_Y/zlc7Ykdh-EA/s1600/IMG_5305.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mXERxZSSg5Q/To0EHx7z-oI/AAAAAAAAI_Y/zlc7Ykdh-EA/s640/IMG_5305.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Except she wanted Berk-y to have a little pumpkin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7nww_I4D8R0/To0ELmp3NCI/AAAAAAAAI_c/JP_7Tx8EwK8/s1600/IMG_5302.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7nww_I4D8R0/To0ELmp3NCI/AAAAAAAAI_c/JP_7Tx8EwK8/s640/IMG_5302.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Then it was back over to feed all of the 'babies'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gyRSoeFW8vI/To0D0VJ-9WI/AAAAAAAAI_E/_03acmyzuTQ/s1600/IMG_5298.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gyRSoeFW8vI/To0D0VJ-9WI/AAAAAAAAI_E/_03acmyzuTQ/s640/IMG_5298.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh if these little guys didn't get any bigger, I would be taking them home! They were precious! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8cbd2SZFMJk/To0D5fdWz1I/AAAAAAAAI_I/0cCFhDeOCfk/s1600/IMG_5299.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8cbd2SZFMJk/To0D5fdWz1I/AAAAAAAAI_I/0cCFhDeOCfk/s640/IMG_5299.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Gk9jCroZMs/To0D9QvVjrI/AAAAAAAAI_M/XV1Q87xdw_0/s1600/IMG_5300.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Gk9jCroZMs/To0D9QvVjrI/AAAAAAAAI_M/XV1Q87xdw_0/s640/IMG_5300.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;After the pumpkin patch, we headed home for a little rest. Hadlea was acting very tired and like she had a little stomach ache. She hadn't had breakfast so I thought maybe she was just hungry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;For lunch, we headed to CFA to meet Allison/Finley and Emily/Cate. The girls were definitely more interested in playing than eating. They were so fun to watch! Hadlea is acting more and more like she wants to start potty training. Every once in a while when she pottys in her diaper, she FREAKS and has to be changed immediately. And of course it happened TWICE while at CFA! Oh... I am not ready for the potty trainings days, but I am ready for no diapers! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I had planned to take H to the zoo after lunch, but she still seemed to be tired, so we headed home and she took an almost 2 hour nap. Once she was up, we spent the afternoon playing... babies, play dough, outside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I could definitely get used to staying at home with her everyday, however, she is SO busy and completely wears me out! It is 9PM and I am exhausted and heading to bed after typing this. I 'normally' do not go to bed until close to midnight! No idea how some of you stay-at-home moms do it with busy kiddos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Once daddy got home, we played outside, cooked dinner, did bath time and then H was already ready for bed... it was about 745PM. I guess I wore her out too! Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I am so thankful for days like today. Just me and my baby girl. I definitely wished it could happen more often!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-782319306515372003?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/782319306515372003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=782319306515372003&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/782319306515372003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/782319306515372003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/10/my-day-as-stay-at-home-mom.html' title='my day as a stay-at-home mom'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aaonU5f0fhU/To0EDtWVdiI/AAAAAAAAI_Q/DVmXdUlAB3U/s72-c/IMG_5304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-8179211802878949225</id><published>2011-10-04T12:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T15:50:58.637-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pinterest completion #1 &amp; a snake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I thought once I caved and joined Pinterest that I would mainly be pinning clothes or playroom ideas for Little Miss... however, those darn recipes keep popping up everywhere! They just look so darn good! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I pinned this Taco Cornbread Casserole a couple weeks ago, &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/236255025/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. I have to admit, I did it selfishly. I LOVE Mexican food... or anything taco related. My husband, not so much. But he does love cornbread. So I thought, PERFECT, I can get my taco fix and he can have his cornbread! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rrvPiZ9vvTw/TotFJ6KqMwI/AAAAAAAAI-8/i-qA6fPWadA/s1600/taco+cornbread+casserole.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="246" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rrvPiZ9vvTw/TotFJ6KqMwI/AAAAAAAAI-8/i-qA6fPWadA/s320/taco+cornbread+casserole.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;It was delicious! I am not a big beans fan, so I left them out, but everything else was perfect! Hadlea even LOVED it! I would definitely recommend trying! &lt;em&gt;{and for you non-pinners, (first, get with it and get an account. we can never have too many addictions! ha!) just click on the link above and then click on the picture. It will take you to the recipe.}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And for those of you with weak stomachs or have that tasty picture above in your mind and do not want to ruin it... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;STOP READING NOW&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Okay, you have been warned!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last night after we did a little spring cleaning in the garage, I went to put H in the bath and Justin ran to put some stuff in the boat. He came running in the house, COMPLETELY out of breath and said something really fast. All I got was snake. If you know one thing about my husband, you will know that he is DEATHLY afraid of snakes. My 6'4" 230+ lb husband, is DEATHLY afraid of snakes! That guy is nuts... needless to say, he calls a neighbor to come hunt the snake down and kill it. It had crawled under our deep freeze so our neighbor had to pull him out with an old fishing pole. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While the guys were doing that, I was showing pictures of snakes to Hadlea on the Internet. We got in alot of hissing... She thought the snake was very funny! Her daddy... not so much! Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But we, or I guess our neighbor, got him! And that is all that matters. Although, Justin wouldn't let the dog go outside the rest of the night because he was afraid there are more... I hate to tell him, but I am sure there are! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And this pictures makes him look alot larger... he was about two feet long and probably the size of my finger around. But still a snake. Still VERY creepy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ILd58tiw3qw/TotHkKGwMNI/AAAAAAAAI_A/ST9Y4TEqIvg/s1600/Oct3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ILd58tiw3qw/TotHkKGwMNI/AAAAAAAAI_A/ST9Y4TEqIvg/s400/Oct3.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I will spare you the video I took of him still moving and opening and closing&amp;nbsp;his mouth while being headless. No idea why I find that so fascinating! But I do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now... go make that recipe! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-8179211802878949225?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/8179211802878949225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=8179211802878949225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/8179211802878949225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/8179211802878949225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/10/pinterest-completion-1-snake.html' title='pinterest completion #1 &amp; a snake'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rrvPiZ9vvTw/TotFJ6KqMwI/AAAAAAAAI-8/i-qA6fPWadA/s72-c/taco+cornbread+casserole.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-1613872457813694955</id><published>2011-10-03T21:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T21:29:41.627-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pumpkin patch, dr &amp; BBB</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;On Friday, I took the afternoon off to go volunteer with a group of co-workers at the Food Bank. I LOVE to volunteer, and I definitely need to make more time to do so. We put together food boxes that will be delivered to those that are less fortunate. I am always so humbled when volunteering. To think that some people sit and wait each month for those boxes... only filled with vegetables, fruit, protein and maybe cereal or breakfast bars. If there is one thing I did learn though... stop donating green beans or corn! The food bank has TONS. They need more meats/beans for protein or boxed meals. Another thing I learned is that you can volunteer at anytime, with big or small groups. Some have even had birthday parties there to give back! Kids cannot start until the age of 8, but I think that would be great to start with H when she is old enough... to receive gifts for your birthday, you must also give...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-23ZTqgQ7xos/ToncLAIHK5I/AAAAAAAAI-4/RuN_AN52Plc/s1600/food_bank_t615.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="104" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-23ZTqgQ7xos/ToncLAIHK5I/AAAAAAAAI-4/RuN_AN52Plc/s320/food_bank_t615.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Gigi arrived on Friday. We cooked and hung out around the house. Hadlea has not been feeling well lately. We started to take her to Urgent Care that evening, but decided to wait and see her doctor on Saturday morning. H vomited on Thursday, but I thought maybe she had an upset stomach, but she hasn't been the same since. She pretty much did not eat all day Thursday or Friday. Friday evening, we were all trying to bribe her to drink so she didn't get dehydrated. We went to the dr Saturday and it seems she just had a virus. I guess several things are going around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;After the dr, we stopped by a pumpkin patch. I thought maybe getting H out of the house and outside would boost her spirits... WRONG! She did okay, but was still very whiny and clingy. We did get a few cute pics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KxVOubg4CbQ/Tona-ewVZsI/AAAAAAAAI-c/UgSlbmCblh0/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct1a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="380" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KxVOubg4CbQ/Tona-ewVZsI/AAAAAAAAI-c/UgSlbmCblh0/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct1a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nloc_kyswf4/Tona_aFieII/AAAAAAAAI-g/1V-vVrU1Ssw/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="294" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nloc_kyswf4/Tona_aFieII/AAAAAAAAI-g/1V-vVrU1Ssw/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the pumpkin patch, it was back home. H went down for a nap and daddy and I headed to Arkansas to spend the weekend with some friends. We were greeted by sweet Briggs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bcMu2sHmL0Y/TonbCaybkgI/AAAAAAAAI-k/BQj--ADChIc/s1600/Oct1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bcMu2sHmL0Y/TonbCaybkgI/AAAAAAAAI-k/BQj--ADChIc/s400/Oct1.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Deanna is my bff from college. It was so good to spend some 'adult' time with her and catch up! Mark and Deanna got a babysitter for Courtney and Briggs so we could head out to the Bikes, Blues and BBQ event. I had never been, but I have heard about it for years! It was INSANE! I know I am getting too old when I think the crowd is too big for me! Ha! They expect over 300,000 people/bikes in a town of 65, 000. CRAZY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UcnCOh4D0AE/TonbDEo8OKI/AAAAAAAAI-o/CPefvACuHso/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct1c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="322" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UcnCOh4D0AE/TonbDEo8OKI/AAAAAAAAI-o/CPefvACuHso/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct1c.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My little brother, Jake, and some of his friends road their bikes over there so we got to meet up with them! Always good to see my sweet baby brother... and make sure he is behaving! Ha! &lt;em&gt;{and sorry to have to add stickers over my husband's stupid hand gestures! That guy will do anything to ruin my pictures! Ha!}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U9AowKtFULQ/TonbEaldLOI/AAAAAAAAI-s/AEkEM2R2moM/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct1d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="380" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U9AowKtFULQ/TonbEaldLOI/AAAAAAAAI-s/AEkEM2R2moM/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct1d.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We got up Sunday morning and headed home to be back in time to take Gigi to lunch for her 60th birthday! Instead of going out, we picked up food and took it home so her and H could continue to play! After eating, H went down for a nap and Gigi and I headed out shopping! Fun mother/daughter time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After shopping and Gigi leaving, Daddy, H, Berkley and I all headed outside. I think we played in the backyard for like 5 hours! Hadlea was SO funny! I definitely think she was feeling better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kdQ8kzQgOt0/TonbFc5uMiI/AAAAAAAAI-w/IGTHJSa1OJo/s1600/Picnik+collage+Oct2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kdQ8kzQgOt0/TonbFc5uMiI/AAAAAAAAI-w/IGTHJSa1OJo/s640/Picnik+collage+Oct2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We have had two baby swings on the swing set since we got it. We decided to take one down and put up a regular swing. She decided instead of swinging regularly that she wanted to swing on her belly. She HAS to see kids at school do this. I have never done this, but she knew right away what to do. Even running forward and then kicking her feet up to swing... Hilarious! That girl has NO FEAR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the cutest face ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zI-ntspx7xI/TonbKBiQHdI/AAAAAAAAI-0/OhUnzvNPyD8/s1600/hadlea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zI-ntspx7xI/TonbKBiQHdI/AAAAAAAAI-0/OhUnzvNPyD8/s640/hadlea.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And proof of no fear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She did fall head over heels a couple of times and ended up flipping over the swing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but that obviously didn't stop her from getting back on! Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/COr-WsO8aGs?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't think I posted this video from the other day... my talented 'almost' two year old! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/60jxlGDT0lc?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-1613872457813694955?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/1613872457813694955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=1613872457813694955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/1613872457813694955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/1613872457813694955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/10/pumpkin-patch-dr-bbb.html' title='pumpkin patch, dr &amp; BBB'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-23ZTqgQ7xos/ToncLAIHK5I/AAAAAAAAI-4/RuN_AN52Plc/s72-c/food_bank_t615.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-1867655019830989189</id><published>2011-10-02T21:25:00.028-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T21:35:56.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a great weekend &amp; a birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had an AWESOME weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Gigi was in town. 'Nough said for Ms H! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We hit the pumkin patch...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UWdTOTxmHeo/Tokaoxa-Z7I/AAAAAAAAI-I/TbGYWHPetp8/s1600/IMG_5261.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UWdTOTxmHeo/Tokaoxa-Z7I/AAAAAAAAI-I/TbGYWHPetp8/s640/IMG_5261.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;got to see&amp;nbsp;my bff from&amp;nbsp;college friend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RaXpzLKHLbw/TokasC1iCGI/AAAAAAAAI-M/8RADsRWmZBM/s1600/IMG_5278.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RaXpzLKHLbw/TokasC1iCGI/AAAAAAAAI-M/8RADsRWmZBM/s640/IMG_5278.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;and played all afternoon outside with Hadlea and daddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IZXyJhF436o/TokasrI5vPI/AAAAAAAAI-Q/jx2iaazfVpU/s1600/hadlea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IZXyJhF436o/TokasrI5vPI/AAAAAAAAI-Q/jx2iaazfVpU/s640/hadlea.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Weekends don't get much better! Only drawl back, a trip to the dr for H. More on all of the details later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But we cannot end the day without saying &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to one of the greatest women in our lives! Gigi turns the big 6-0 today! Yes, SIXTY! And so many of my friends have mentioned that she DOES NOT look 60... which I have to agree! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gigi got to spend her birthday weekend with Hadlea, her one request! Ha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gigi, we love you more than words can express. You are the most selfless person, which I am positive I have wrote in many other posts. You are constantly looking for ways to make others happy, other than doing things to make yourself happy! We look up to you in so many ways! Thanks for always being there anytime we call! We love you so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6GaYTn9N2f4/TokeGESvgsI/AAAAAAAAI-U/LEaHJ5woYxk/s1600/IMG_5252a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6GaYTn9N2f4/TokeGESvgsI/AAAAAAAAI-U/LEaHJ5woYxk/s640/IMG_5252a.jpg" width="488" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/16907917-1867655019830989189?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/1867655019830989189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=1867655019830989189&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/1867655019830989189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/1867655019830989189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/10/great-weekend.html' title='a great weekend &amp; a birthday'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UWdTOTxmHeo/Tokaoxa-Z7I/AAAAAAAAI-I/TbGYWHPetp8/s72-c/IMG_5261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-4898947579686139688</id><published>2011-09-29T21:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T21:11:07.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>meeting baby boom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://swimbaitfred.com/"&gt;The Roumbanis Family&lt;/a&gt; had their second little boy yesterday, Wednesday, September 28. We were able to go visit him today, and it 'ALMOST' gave me baby fever! Ha! He was so sweet and slept the entire time. Hadlea wasn't really into momma holding the baby unless she was in my lap too. She did love to pat Avery and tell him how "cute" he was! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fred's fishing name is "Boom Boom" so&amp;nbsp;Baby Avery&amp;nbsp;has already been referred to as Baby Boom II.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Avery William&amp;nbsp; .&amp;nbsp; 8lbs 8 ozs&amp;nbsp; .&amp;nbsp; 20 3/4 in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rfe6vxIiqDE/ToUgyHlp98I/AAAAAAAAI-A/e3bI0v_GcUE/s1600/IMG_5238.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rfe6vxIiqDE/ToUgyHlp98I/AAAAAAAAI-A/e3bI0v_GcUE/s640/IMG_5238.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DdS6-EeOmuQ/ToUg1yJdE8I/AAAAAAAAI-E/fxlnx-NmwVc/s1600/IMG_5244.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DdS6-EeOmuQ/ToUg1yJdE8I/AAAAAAAAI-E/fxlnx-NmwVc/s640/IMG_5244.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16907917-4898947579686139688?l=www.lovefrommomma.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/feeds/4898947579686139688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16907917&amp;postID=4898947579686139688&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/4898947579686139688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16907917/posts/default/4898947579686139688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lovefrommomma.com/2011/09/meeting-baby-boom.html' title='meeting baby boom'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rfe6vxIiqDE/ToUgyHlp98I/AAAAAAAAI-A/e3bI0v_GcUE/s72-c/IMG_5238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16907917.post-4680125079293041681</id><published>2011-09-28T21:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T21:54:45.858-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what she's saying wednesday at 21 months +some</title><content type='html'>**Sorry! This post ended up being longer than I had planned! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a little "What she's saying Wednesday" with some pictures from the week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Momma, come. Momma, come here"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - One morning Hadlea was up before I went in to get her and this is what I heard over the monitor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Star"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - While we were watching the Dallas game one night, Hadlea pointed at their helmet and said, &lt;em&gt;"Star"&lt;/em&gt;. I knew she was learning shapes, but I had never heard her point one out! Proud momma moment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Lay down", "Roll over"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - When daddy and I play babies with her, you have to lay on your stomach on her pillow and she will cover you up. She always used to say &lt;em&gt;"lay down"&lt;/em&gt; which meant lay down, but would continue to say it until you rolled over. Now she has learned &lt;em&gt;"roll over"... &lt;/em&gt;makes us feel like a dog! Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;{Hadlea heading to daycare supporting our Cowboys in Monday Night Football!}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f5lZ-Fqqdcg/ToPZpN2-kvI/AAAAAAAAI9k/_AqW8uO00KQ/s1600/Picnik+collage+Sept26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="588" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f5lZ-Fqqdcg/ToPZpN2-kvI/AAAAAAAAI9k/_AqW8uO00KQ/s640/Picnik+collage+Sept26.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Airplane", "Bird", "motorcycle"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;- She is obsessed with Airplanes and birds. We have to go outside and watch for them. If she hears anything at all, it is 1 of 3 things... &lt;em&gt;"airplane", "bird" or a "motorcycle"&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I love you"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - She has said &lt;em&gt;"I love you too"&lt;/em&gt; for a while, but she is finally only saying &lt;em&gt;"I love you"&lt;/em&gt; and dropping the "&lt;em&gt;too&lt;/em&gt;". For some reason this makes her sound older!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Haddie", "Me"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - When you ask her what her name is, she says, "Me". After asking about 10 times, she will finally say, "&lt;em&gt;Haddie&lt;/em&gt;". We work on the 'L', but so far it is just "&lt;em&gt;Haddie&lt;/em&gt;"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;{The Little Gym fun on Tuesday night!}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hMInBUMmYCk/ToPZsvoxZ4I/AAAAAAAAI9o/8lZC8KtWq_Q/s1600/Picnik+collage+Sept+27a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="588" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hMInBUMmYCk/ToPZsvoxZ4I/AAAAAAAAI9o/8lZC8KtWq_Q/s640/Picnik+collage+Sept+27a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I found it"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Hadlea was looking for her rain boots one night and said, &lt;em&gt;"I found it".&lt;/em&gt; She normally says 'Me" so I was impressed she used "I"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Good Job, Daddy!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Daddy, H and I were playing with play dough. Daddy made something with the play dough and she said, "Good Job, Daddy!". It gave us a great laugh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;{LOVING the RuffleButt pants!}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z531mfS-so8/ToPZuG80v3I/AAAAAAAAI9s/TWfqG7BgKmw/s1600/Picnik+collage+Sept+27.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="588" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z531mfS-so8/ToPZuG80v3I/AAAAAAAAI9s/TWfqG7BgKmw/s640/Picnik+collage+Sept+27.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We call her motormouth on a regular basis. She is ALWAYS talking, jabbering, singing. And if you interrupt her, she normally tells you, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"No. Stop. Me".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Which I guess means she was talking! ...Excuuuuse me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just in the last couple of weeks, she has started to 'sound' older. She is now calling animals by their name and not their sound (cow, horse, kitty cat, etc.) She is also using Please, Thank you and Sorry correctly. It always used to be Please for everything. She is also pointing out objects and naming them. (green grass, purple tree... which the tree might not really be purple, but she is trying and atleast she knows it is a tree, ha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everything is Gross or Ewwww... even her food if she thinks it looks strange!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CRSSbdmBW3Q/ToPZwPh-JbI/AAAAAAAAI9w/GBuVxbmFY_0/s1600/IMG_5225a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CRSSbdmBW3Q/ToPZwPh-JbI/AAAAAAAAI9w/GBuVxbmFY_0/s640/IMG_5225a.jpg" width="626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everything is Me or Mize (Me sit chair. Me sit you (which means you sit with me). Me rock you (which means you rock me). Mize chair. Mize baby. (Mize pretty much means she thinks it is hers and if you touch it she is going to scream.... which we touch anyway... which leads to crying... which leads to a sharing discussion... it is a never ending circle)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hadlea is so independent. I really wish their were words to express how independent she really is. She loves to do everything herself or help with anything we are doing... laundry, dishes, etc. I know it can take 10x longer to do stuff, but I am so thankful she is becoming her own person. I just hope her daddy and I can find that balance between teaching her to be&amp;nbsp;independent but not becoming bossy/bratty! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;{Daycare on Wednesday... She wanted to wear her rain boots!}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nOxP5dQqSSc/ToPZxg0Te6I/AAAAAAAAI90/Tmh-b-QdYpw/s1600/Picnik+collage+Sept+28.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="588" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nOxP5dQqSSc/ToPZxg0Te6I/AAAAAAAAI90/Tmh-b-QdYpw/s640/Picnik+collage+Sept+28.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hadlea is the most perfect thing I have ever experienced. Being a mom has definitely made me humble in so many ways. I actually just explained to a friend that just found out they were expecting how your perspective on life changes after a baby. I sometimes think back to things I did or said in the past that might have hurt someone. I wish I could go and take it back. I never want to hurt any one's feeling ever again. And not for me... for Hadlea. I never want anyone to hurt her feelings. I know that is NOT reality and someone will definitely hurt her feelings at some point, but it just makes me so sad to think about that day coming. I wish I could make her life perfect and for her to never experience pain. I know that is not reality too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I pray everyday that God makes me the best mother I can possible me. I want her to have THE.BEST.LIFE, just as I have had. I am so thankful for everything I have been able to experience in life. I just pray I will always be able to fulfill her dreams while teaching her to love others, be respectful and never to take things for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;{Hadlea had to create a poster at home with pictures of things she loves... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;here is our finished product! We had a border, but I cropped it.}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-drUjtqQRahg/ToPaVKHHi3I/AAAAAAAAI98/Pvm-IaC-PAQ/s1600/Picnik+collage+Sept+27b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="376" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-drUjtqQRahg/ToPaVKHHi3I/AAAAAAAAI98/Pvm-IaC-PAQ/s640/Picnik+collage+Sept+27b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class
