<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3397238160624388552</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 14:24:15 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Simply Breathtaking</title><description>there are so many times during my busy days especially when i feel i am running around like crazy that i will stop and notice some small little thing that just takes my breath away.  and every single one of those small little things happen to be bennett, jadeyn, cortland, maddox and paxton.  oh and occasionally my almost as near as perfect as you can get hubby.</description><link>http://simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (terica)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>407</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3397238160624388552.post-681873340436889318</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 01:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-22T17:31:01.670-08:00</atom:updated><title>The Pledge</title><description>We have been doing preschool in our home since the beginning of the school year. It is so cute, because if you ask Jadeyn if she goes to school she says, yes, but I do not ride the bus there. So cute. Anyway, we have always said the pledge every morning to start off with and one day I realized they have it completely memorized. Pretty awesome. Even little Maddox has it down pat. I got this cute video of Cort, although he needed to be prompted a little, I am not sure why, stage fright perhaps? So without further ado, enjoy a cute little clip of our cute little Cort!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d3651548ea3f55a6" 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.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAABjzXX0P2a8vxnDt-OvRPGApP7jiY7apZiUXigdLsevTdhPJ-mDCd92gTirX4oSRuns4NI1KeZPsqzJ8vp8qKx5meqba7dHeR36AgwnFcQ-qlsaXgbMkoBleI-7MqyjsYhdreauJMQUAHSAlq1N7Q5VoE53eY4c-1IKiul9CCA9cCo9M_ySAVCc78QhxTFP0TpLlc1E8zg2RCBYQQmzyUea378T8gJ6mt3lYA_6OydKM%26sigh%3Dv3FDSOkbzAtcegrgVkBd_HdvNuI%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd3651548ea3f55a6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3D5_4lHVW5I5vDfe0TXpb3zT_CtOw&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAABjzXX0P2a8vxnDt-OvRPGApP7jiY7apZiUXigdLsevTdhPJ-mDCd92gTirX4oSRuns4NI1KeZPsqzJ8vp8qKx5meqba7dHeR36AgwnFcQ-qlsaXgbMkoBleI-7MqyjsYhdreauJMQUAHSAlq1N7Q5VoE53eY4c-1IKiul9CCA9cCo9M_ySAVCc78QhxTFP0TpLlc1E8zg2RCBYQQmzyUea378T8gJ6mt3lYA_6OydKM%26sigh%3Dv3FDSOkbzAtcegrgVkBd_HdvNuI%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd3651548ea3f55a6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3D5_4lHVW5I5vDfe0TXpb3zT_CtOw&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3397238160624388552-681873340436889318?l=simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com/2009/11/pledge.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (terica)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3397238160624388552.post-3717406588170069369</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Nov 2009 22:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-16T09:00:04.659-08:00</atom:updated><title>Ooh, oh</title><description>I cannot even get over how cute this is, but please pay no attention to the annoying mother bribing her son with candy in the background! 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Up until this past week, only Maddox was going. The twins were involved in soccer at the start of fall, so for Maddox we did the Little Gym, plus until January when he turns three he will be on his own, no more mom and me class, so I had to jump on this while I still could. Well earlier in the month the owner was telling me they have a opening in Paxton's age. Well I did not think I would be interested because he is a baby. He roams around our house and gets a kick out of that, so did I really need to pay for him to come to the Little Gym? Well the more I thought about it and talked with Andy we thought maybe we should do it. The one think I LOVE most about that place is it is just my one on one time with my kids. I love that. The whole time I am there I think about how blessed I am to be able to do that with my kids. We have such a great time running around and playing with all the different things there is to do. So anyway, we decided to sign Paxton up. The bonus was since he is my second child enrolled we get a discount and since the term is 3/4 ths over it was prorated a great deal. So it ended up working out really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Saturday was our first week and he loved it. He is the youngest in the class it seems, but he still had a ball. He rolled around on the mats and even had Mr. John help him do a tummy exercise and a bar exercise. It was pretty fun seeing my baby have so much fun. The only problem is, he doesn't seem like such a baby anymore!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404435115991776402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SwBpGqRWPJI/AAAAAAAAD2I/fqL0q0gzMi8/s400/IMG_1964.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404435135528103810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SwBpHzDK74I/AAAAAAAAD2Y/bvkODVPQYHs/s400/IMG_1973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404435106331375538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SwBpGGSIN7I/AAAAAAAAD2A/IIEwj5_pMqY/s400/IMG_1975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404435126755442018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SwBpHSXmvWI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/oklrfQzIP9I/s400/IMG_1966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;{just a side note.  this little gym class is at 8:30 AM!  grandma of the year even manages to get there for this early classs!}&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CLICK below if you would like to see a darling little clip of Paxton at the gym. If anyone could tell me how to get it pasted into my blog so you could see it, I would appreciate it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lNgW7fmAdq8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lNgW7fmAdq8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3397238160624388552-1869963859120033139?l=simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com/2009/11/our-love-for-little-gym.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (terica)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SwBpGqRWPJI/AAAAAAAAD2I/fqL0q0gzMi8/s72-c/IMG_1964.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3397238160624388552.post-6395469467651048646</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Nov 2009 19:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-15T11:45:35.069-08:00</atom:updated><title>Bros...</title><description>&lt;div align="right"&gt; have i ever mentioned that THIS is what i have always wanted.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404418666181217666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SwBaJJ84zYI/AAAAAAAAD14/6peAyl8xpbU/s400/IMG_1616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3397238160624388552-6395469467651048646?l=simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com/2009/11/bros.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (terica)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SwBaJJ84zYI/AAAAAAAAD14/6peAyl8xpbU/s72-c/IMG_1616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3397238160624388552.post-1700413453038836495</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Nov 2009 19:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-15T11:39:10.727-08:00</atom:updated><title>First REAL haircut</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt; BEFORE...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404415516650614226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SwBXR1CRrdI/AAAAAAAAD04/Ct7-A1vKyRw/s400/IMG_1590.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I trimmed Paxton's hair a few times since around 6 weeks old, but we have never really had a REAL haircut. We went to this fun place just down the street from our house that is just really fun for the kids to get their haircut. I normally cut the kids hair, so for their first cut I try to make it fun so we went to Kiddos Kuts for Paxton's first time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404415524648543618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SwBXSS1IZYI/AAAAAAAAD1A/mh6huldxkL0/s400/IMG_1591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;DURING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404415544348572354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SwBXTcN--sI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/PHC6bKe2leI/s400/IMG_1611.JPG" border="0" /&gt; My kids are so funny when they get their haircut. A lot of kids scream and cry and throw fits when they are getting their hair cut, my kids are the exact opposite. They literally almost, Maddox actually has, fall asleep in the chair. They get drowsy and just close their eyes and pretty much fall asleep. It is so cute. The ladies always talk about how they would prefer them to fall asleep over screaming, but I think it is still funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404415538778283746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SwBXTHd7HuI/AAAAAAAAD1Q/D3V89nw9JUU/s400/IMG_1598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;{getting a little drowsy} &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Paxton wanted to stand up in the fun car at first and did really well like his brothers and sister. He as well started to get a little "heavy" as if he was going to fall asleep. It is so funny. He did such a great job. I didn't want it to be a short cut, because in all honesty, I need him to stay a baby a lot longer than he is, so we went with a little baby cut, but now he does not need a clip to keep it out of his darling little face.&lt;br /&gt;{getting a little long, ya think?}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404415535950016178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SwBXS87nLrI/AAAAAAAAD1I/SRYbbKoB6y8/s400/IMG_1595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy the pics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404416143945328786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SwBX2V4_aJI/AAAAAAAAD1w/7ypSAf_CVNw/s400/IMG_1614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404416139824523778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SwBX2Gig6gI/AAAAAAAAD1o/2nfQSedce-M/s400/IMG_1613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;AFTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404416134583646690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SwBX1zA_eeI/AAAAAAAAD1g/bfMnq01BKFQ/s400/IMG_1612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;What a big boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3397238160624388552-1700413453038836495?l=simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-real-haircut.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (terica)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SwBXR1CRrdI/AAAAAAAAD04/Ct7-A1vKyRw/s72-c/IMG_1590.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3397238160624388552.post-3135452246786313379</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 23:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-10T15:58:54.802-08:00</atom:updated><title>Honored</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/Svn-IXF4LoI/AAAAAAAAD0w/5XuuiLFwnoE/s1600-h/IMG_1493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402628647598698114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/Svn-IXF4LoI/AAAAAAAAD0w/5XuuiLFwnoE/s400/IMG_1493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week I had the opportunity to visit Bennett's school for parent/teacher conferences. I was looking forward to talking with his teacher and getting a better feel for his new school. I am really liking his new school. Yes his last school was brand new and so nice and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lots&lt;/span&gt; of fun activities and so on, but this school is smaller, a lot smaller instead of 6 third grades there are only 2. When I returned a book to Bennett today the secretary knew I was Bennett' s mom and knew who Bennett was personally. I like that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, it was good to talk with his teacher and get to know how he was doing in class. He is doing well in his classes and she said that he is a sweet kid. When I mentioned that he is always worried about pulling a card and reminds me to sign his notebook everyday so he does not have to pull one, she said, like he would ever have to pull a card! At the beginning of the school year she told the class that she has never had a year where a kid did not pull a card and Bennett came right home and told me that this year would be her first year, he was not going to have to pull a card. So cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well anyway, after saying he was so sweet she followed it by saying "not only is he sweet, but he is most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; the sweetest kid I have ever gotten to work with in my history of teaching." Then she said, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"I am sure it is an honor to be his mother." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You know what? It truly is. I am the lucky one. He is so great. Yes there are things that he needs to work on, but don't we all. I was so happy to be reminded of how wonderful he truly is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I left there feeling very great about my children and the paths that they are all on. I feel fortunate for their little desires to be good kids and want to be good examples. I hope this will continue forever. I didn't say this to his teacher, but I must admit I am a little jealous she gets to spend most days with Bennett. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3397238160624388552-3135452246786313379?l=simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com/2009/11/honored.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (terica)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/Svn-IXF4LoI/AAAAAAAAD0w/5XuuiLFwnoE/s72-c/IMG_1493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3397238160624388552.post-7341326530304482718</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 23:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-08T16:06:47.505-08:00</atom:updated><title>Where has the time gone?</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I truly cannot believe it is ALREADY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;November&lt;/span&gt;! I mean we are in NOVEMBER folks! I know people say it all the time, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt; life is just moving at such a fast pace. I wish it would slow down a little here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am having a hard time adapting to the fact that is is already &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;November&lt;/span&gt;. I try to kind of get in the spirit of it all, but no luck yet. They have Christmas music on already! I LOVE Christmas music with a passion, but it is just a little too early for me. I have not started Christmas shopping yet at all. I have decided that I am going to do it all in one day or so. Every year I find a deal here, get a deal there, because lets face it I never buy ANYTHING unless it is on clearance or a HUGE sale, but I feel like when I space it out I maybe tend to get more. So this year I am going to try and do it in one day more or less. We will see how that goes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am getting excited about Thanksgiving though. I love that day of the year. I love when the house smells of turkey and yummy food. I love the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hustle&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bustle&lt;/span&gt; of the weekend and all the people over just lounging around and playing games. Love it! Love, love, love it! I do think I am going to try and make some different things this year. We tend to do the same things, same recipes every year and not that there is anything wrong with them, but I want to change it up a bit this year. We will have to see. I may just want to stick to tried and true. Who knows!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am getting really excited about seeing Brandon and his family and Cherise and Karl and Nicole. We are all very excited about seeing them. Can't wait! It is always a party when family is in town! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, another fun thing we have to look forward to is going to this place &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401888348108150178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/Svdc1QlO1aI/AAAAAAAAD0o/Y1cm6Z-5IwQ/s400/IMG_5509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for Andy's company party. A night of fun away from it all! That is coming up. Anyway, so here is to getting in the spirit of it all! Maybe some snow would do the job?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3397238160624388552-7341326530304482718?l=simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com/2009/11/where-has-time-gone.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (terica)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/Svdc1QlO1aI/AAAAAAAAD0o/Y1cm6Z-5IwQ/s72-c/IMG_5509.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3397238160624388552.post-3553475882501020680</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Nov 2009 20:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-05T12:54:02.674-08:00</atom:updated><title>Yes, they are all mine</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sure you guys are bored to tears hearing stories about what kind of comments people make to us about "ALL" of our kids.  I literally have people count my children when I am walking into somewhere.  Like today walking out of the gym a lady counted with her finger and then said, as if I have never heard it before, "Are they all yours?"  I have got to come up with something funny to say back, but I always just nod and say yes, they are.  I mean come on people we are not the Duggars here!  Andy always talks about getting me a shirt that reads, yes they are all ours and no we are not done!  That would answer two of their questions without even having to ask them, right?  I am pretty sure they would come up with more questions to ask then.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Truth is, there is nothing I would change about my little family including the spacing in between each child.  Yes we would have loved to have had one in between the 4 years of Bennett and the twins and wish we did, but we didn't and I know now it was ALL about the timing.  More than perfect little Bennett in Dental school would have been Rough with a capital R!  I am just thankful they are mine and they are all mine and love that we have each one of these little ones with their very own special spirit that they bring to our family.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andy came home from work the other day and said you know what I realized today?  I said what?  He said when we had Paxton our fifth child, my second to oldest was only TWO!  I replied with, where have you been hon?  We have talked about this before I am sure of it.  I guess it just hit him though.  To be honest, when we are at home doing our thing, like preschool, music time, art time, story time, and running around playing and even when we go to the gym everyday it doesn't seem like our little family is odd at all.  It seems very normal to me.  Even when people point out that we sure "HAVE our hands full", {I am not kidding four people said that to me TODAY just walking out of the gym} I still think, what are they talking about!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do have to say though which is weird, when I see a family with several little ones I think how do they do that, I mean to me our family is my normal, but to them it has got to be crazy which yes I know does not make sense, but that is what I think.  Like a lady at the gym has twins who just turned three and a baby who is 10 months and I always look at her walking in and think how does she do it!  Then at the Little Gym the other day Mr. John was talking about the expense of diapers and one time he knew a family that had three kids in diapers, GASP, and he could not believe it.  And a lady chimed in about how she had two in diapers and it was crazy.  I tried to leave the conversation because I don't want it to seem like I am trying to one up anyone, but as I was walking away he says, well you probably had two in diapers right?  I said yep we sure did.  Actually we had four in diapers.  The whole room went silent and it was if they were going to start a fund raiser up for me right then and there.  He wondered how because he said he thought there was more space in between there and I said well when Paxton was born the twins were two and Maddox was one.  When I was saying this yes it did seem a little crazy, yet somehow in my mind, again, it seems normal.  Good thing, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I truly love being the mom to these little ones and what an extra blessing it is to have Bennett, my little friend, confidant and helper.  Each child we have had has just added more blessings to our family than can even be imagined.  So yes, to all those that ask are they all mine, YES they are all mine and each one of them brings me more smiles, more laughter and more love than I ever thought was possible!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400718059355253170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvM0dfPoKbI/AAAAAAAAD0U/B464DgZFakQ/s400/IMG_1479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jadeyn age 3, Cortland age 3, Paxton age 1, Maddox age 2&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400718061402199506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvM0dm3qFdI/AAAAAAAAD0c/BRH1WA0uhXo/s400/IMG_1481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3397238160624388552-3553475882501020680?l=simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com/2009/11/yes-they-are-all-mine.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (terica)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvM0dfPoKbI/AAAAAAAAD0U/B464DgZFakQ/s72-c/IMG_1479.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3397238160624388552.post-7621414067094632271</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 21:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-04T14:45:48.432-08:00</atom:updated><title>One great big huge Halloween post!</title><description>&lt;strong&gt;Halloween&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a busy day on Halloween, but sure had fun that night.  The kids were so excited and could not believe that the day had finally come to actually go trick or treating!  It was so fun.  That night while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;going&lt;/span&gt; to bed I just kept telling Andy how much fun I am having being their mom and how fun it was that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;night&lt;/span&gt;.  Just watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jadeyn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;would&lt;/span&gt; get candy she would look at Andy and I and say "they gave me candy that is so nice" like she hadn't just done it 20 times before.  It was so cute.  Maddox was so cute walking around with those Buzz wings.  He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;would&lt;/span&gt; hit everyone and everything in his way without even knowing it.  They way he walked around that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;night&lt;/span&gt; was like he owned the town.  Everyone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;would&lt;/span&gt; say hi Buzz and he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;would&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; say "hey" like it was normal to be called Buzz.  He owned it that is for sure.  Cortland was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;cutest&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Woody&lt;/span&gt;.  I loved &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;watching&lt;/span&gt; him walk around in those boots and tell me everything he got every time.  He would also give me a piece about every five &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt;.  So cute.  Bennett had a great time.  His costume turned out pretty cute.  In the pics his makeup does not look like the same color but it really was the same color as the tarp I made his costume out of.  Poor kid, I figured out how I wanted to do "sarge" from toy story and kept sending Andy up to try it on the poor kid because I was kind of just sewing what I thought would work.  It turned out pretty good.  I did not paint his hands yet for the pic, but all in all it was pretty good.  He was a good Sarge.  Love that boy!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Jadeyn&lt;/span&gt; was so excited about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;being&lt;/span&gt; Jesse.  She loved it.  She was a darling Jesse!  Paxton was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; alien form Toy Story.  When we saw a hat in Disney World we knew we should go with that theme.  Funny enough we didn't use that hat.  I found this alien costume at The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Children's&lt;/span&gt; Place for 2 dollars so we went with that.  What a cute alien he was.  Andy was Andy and I was the mom.  I just love themed Halloweens.  I better enjoy it while it lasts before I have no say in it anymore.  I have to say though the kids were SO excited about being The Toy Story Crew.  Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400370209530674210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH4F9qtfCI/AAAAAAAADyc/95vyl1zBdQM/s400/IMG_1541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400370212845012994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH4GKA6SAI/AAAAAAAADyk/BSh_s5LSMnU/s400/IMG_1543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400370202489396562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH4Fjb8HVI/AAAAAAAADyU/NGBooBrRpVQ/s400/IMG_1540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400370194775153202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH4FGsuGjI/AAAAAAAADyM/q4Cczvnjhq4/s400/IMG_1537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH6MPMZYFI/AAAAAAAADzU/k8YHCLzo4Os/s1600-h/IMG_1560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400372516337836114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH6MPMZYFI/AAAAAAAADzU/k8YHCLzo4Os/s400/IMG_1560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH6L6rJNVI/AAAAAAAADzM/v1XhXDFDfFU/s1600-h/IMG_1554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400372510829655378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH6L6rJNVI/AAAAAAAADzM/v1XhXDFDfFU/s400/IMG_1554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH6Ls9KjlI/AAAAAAAADzE/i3MkQw7A4Uk/s1600-h/IMG_1549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400372507147144786" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH7DG52xkI/AAAAAAAADz0/b2WkI7aClt0/s400/IMG_1568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400373463406696994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH7DXTNWiI/AAAAAAAAD0A/m4QpyPtLKnc/s400/IMG_1575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bennett's Party&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so sad I did not take my camera to his party. It was so fun. I will at least list the things we did! We made a witches stew with all kinds of things, like banana chips, m &amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;m's&lt;/span&gt; raisins, cereal, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;cheetos&lt;/span&gt;, pretzels, sunflower seeds, and so on. There were tons of things and they all represented something from a witch. It was fun and the kids got a kick out of it. We also made &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Witches&lt;/span&gt; Brew&lt;/div&gt;with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;rootbeer&lt;/span&gt; and dry ice. Then we did a few rounds of bingo which is always a hit. After that they all got three Halloween pages. A find the difference page, a Halloween maze and a word search. While some were doing that we played the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;ooey&lt;/span&gt; gooey game. I took four pumpkins and put 21 prizes at the bottom of each pumpkin. They were small little prizes. Then with the one I put cooked spaghetti noodles for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;witches&lt;/span&gt; brains, then peeled grapes for monster eyeballs, carrots for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;witches&lt;/span&gt; fingers, and then corn kernels for witches teeth. They all loved it and it was so cute. We had cupcakes and cake pops and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;witches&lt;/span&gt; brew and stew. I had so many moms want to send something in it was so nice. They ended up going home with four &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;goodie&lt;/span&gt; bags too. Such a fun time. I love it. I am in my element when I am in those classrooms. Plus I love to plan parties and make the food, so this is right up my alley. Plus it is kids. Easy to impress! I am seriously thinking about recreating some of it just to get some photos! The only photo I do have is this one I took before we left out the door for the party. I made these little treats for all the moms who helped me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH24nCm1hI/AAAAAAAADyE/oTT-lLPJIBY/s1600-h/IMG_1483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400368880606959122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH24nCm1hI/AAAAAAAADyE/oTT-lLPJIBY/s400/IMG_1483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Treats&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH24cFsc2I/AAAAAAAADx8/CQj9j3woXbQ/s1600-h/IMG_1394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400368877667119970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH24cFsc2I/AAAAAAAADx8/CQj9j3woXbQ/s400/IMG_1394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ghosts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH23pJTEgI/AAAAAAAADxs/jj22U2WCeYA/s1600-h/IMG_1389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400368863992025602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH23pJTEgI/AAAAAAAADxs/jj22U2WCeYA/s400/IMG_1389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400367841129443026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH18Gr2rtI/AAAAAAAADw8/NyUBjU8lSE8/s400/IMG_1470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400366883226871010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH1EWOFZOI/AAAAAAAADw0/L5H_-WypWQI/s400/IMG_1469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400366880202724146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH1EK9EkzI/AAAAAAAADws/JmdWfN_Dfyw/s400/IMG_1464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Halloween decorations&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400368859497101650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH23YZn-VI/AAAAAAAADxk/hDg_gOQdsYA/s400/IMG_1386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I wish I would have gotten pictures of our outside. We put up a few things. So fun. Our neighborhood goes ALL OUT for Halloween. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Every house&lt;/span&gt; is decorated, there are haunted houses, and all kinds of things for Halloween. It is for sure the neighborhood to be at!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH19QQiFZI/AAAAAAAADxc/WSFIAxh8bUE/s1600-h/IMG_1382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400367860879070610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH19QQiFZI/AAAAAAAADxc/WSFIAxh8bUE/s400/IMG_1382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A really cute decoration I think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH19FaynzI/AAAAAAAADxU/9rdnr0zGlzY/s1600-h/IMG_1380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400367857969307442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH19FaynzI/AAAAAAAADxU/9rdnr0zGlzY/s400/IMG_1380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Something I made our first Halloween when we got married.  Martha Stewart tip.  Still using it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH18uhVMnI/AAAAAAAADxM/7WumZmRnGnM/s1600-h/IMG_1377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400367851822723698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH18uhVMnI/AAAAAAAADxM/7WumZmRnGnM/s400/IMG_1377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH18dEOLWI/AAAAAAAADxE/j9MgJ0WYVYo/s1600-h/IMG_1376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400367847137226082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH18dEOLWI/AAAAAAAADxE/j9MgJ0WYVYo/s400/IMG_1376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our Pumpkins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH1DRmbw_I/AAAAAAAADwc/ukixtA6xcJE/s1600-h/IMG_1583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400366864806953970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH1DRmbw_I/AAAAAAAADwc/ukixtA6xcJE/s400/IMG_1583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bennett did the first one all by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pumpkin Picking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went pumpkin picking on Saturday and it was fun. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; the pumpkin farm was under two inches of water, but they still took us for a wagon ride and then back to the store to find some pumpkins. It was fun and the kids loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH0K0HAspI/AAAAAAAADwE/i1Jqu3qItoI/s1600-h/IMG_1513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400365894817854098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH0K0HAspI/AAAAAAAADwE/i1Jqu3qItoI/s400/IMG_1513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH0Ki5thKI/AAAAAAAADv8/uvixvDT8fSE/s1600-h/IMG_1512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400365890198668450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH0Ki5thKI/AAAAAAAADv8/uvixvDT8fSE/s400/IMG_1512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH0KCNh8NI/AAAAAAAADv0/x_uckZHU25I/s1600-h/IMG_1506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400365881423425746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH0KCNh8NI/AAAAAAAADv0/x_uckZHU25I/s400/IMG_1506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH0J5NdyLI/AAAAAAAADvs/pdLbMbfVpn4/s1600-h/IMG_1501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400365879007234226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH0J5NdyLI/AAAAAAAADvs/pdLbMbfVpn4/s400/IMG_1501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHzVMuF4SI/AAAAAAAADvk/TbSl6hDLw_s/s1600-h/IMG_1498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400364973711286562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHzVMuF4SI/AAAAAAAADvk/TbSl6hDLw_s/s400/IMG_1498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHzUlvlfnI/AAAAAAAADvc/CIDJbm6W9g4/s1600-h/IMG_1494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400364963248569970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHzUlvlfnI/AAAAAAAADvc/CIDJbm6W9g4/s400/IMG_1494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHzUbYsfDI/AAAAAAAADvU/1rvUzdx0-eI/s1600-h/IMG_1491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400364960468204594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHzUbYsfDI/AAAAAAAADvU/1rvUzdx0-eI/s400/IMG_1491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHzUKvX8uI/AAAAAAAADvM/Mv99awF6juE/s1600-h/IMG_1490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400364955999924962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHzUKvX8uI/AAAAAAAADvM/Mv99awF6juE/s400/IMG_1490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHzT_Nal9I/AAAAAAAADvE/y1fPVWV_LWc/s1600-h/IMG_1486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400364952904701906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHzT_Nal9I/AAAAAAAADvE/y1fPVWV_LWc/s400/IMG_1486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trunk or Treating&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400365899133755106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH0LEMAHuI/AAAAAAAADwM/blKlxpkhs5o/s400/IMG_1514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400366861148611202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH1DD-N4oI/AAAAAAAADwU/tH0mUYgEhXc/s400/IMG_1515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3397238160624388552-7621414067094632271?l=simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-great-big-huge-halloween-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (terica)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvH4F9qtfCI/AAAAAAAADyc/95vyl1zBdQM/s72-c/IMG_1541.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3397238160624388552.post-291427548742633707</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 21:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-04T13:29:57.449-08:00</atom:updated><title>bedtime routine</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;andy&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt;. bedtime around here. i can't thank him enough for that. we normally do scriptures and prayers and then up for their teeth to be brushed. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;andy&lt;/span&gt; normally carries them up like airplanes. no wonder he has some guns. he carries all the little ones up like this two at a time. he then puts them in bed and reads them stories then i come up and tuck them in. i love our little bed time routine. it is the perfect ending to our fun days!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400363738093859986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHyNRr8NJI/AAAAAAAADu8/0Cn_V5kKOeo/s400/IMG_1580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3397238160624388552-291427548742633707?l=simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com/2009/11/bedtime-routine.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (terica)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHyNRr8NJI/AAAAAAAADu8/0Cn_V5kKOeo/s72-c/IMG_1580.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3397238160624388552.post-3845159347596333600</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 21:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-04T13:26:26.934-08:00</atom:updated><title>Teeth</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;saturday was a crazy day for us. if hallween wasn't enough we decided to throw in family pictures in the mix after soccer and the little gym. luckily though soccer was cancelled so it was an easy morning:). on the way home i relaized that i never posted on my new teeth. this is not a very good picutre obviously. i took it in the car on the way home. i wanted to get a shot though before i fogot. bennett saw me taking the pics and decided to get in a shot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;waht a cutie. i think andy did a great job. the picture does not do them justice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they are perfect and very functional and white! love it!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400362324973708450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHw7BZ15KI/AAAAAAAADus/qkDp0UIoby0/s400/IMG_1526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400362321826048914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHw61rYa5I/AAAAAAAADuk/MjebZmYHKHY/s400/IMG_1519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400362336381243602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHw7r5nENI/AAAAAAAADu0/EjU12u1AYJ0/s400/IMG_1525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3397238160624388552-3845159347596333600?l=simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com/2009/11/teeth.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (terica)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHw7BZ15KI/AAAAAAAADus/qkDp0UIoby0/s72-c/IMG_1526.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3397238160624388552.post-37025233262216102</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 20:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-04T12:52:57.024-08:00</atom:updated><title>My favorite Halloween Decor</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHplt-6cBI/AAAAAAAADuc/cbQ1YFKKtAM/s1600-h/IMG_1375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400354262401839122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHplt-6cBI/AAAAAAAADuc/cbQ1YFKKtAM/s400/IMG_1375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3397238160624388552-37025233262216102?l=simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-favorite-halloween-decor.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (terica)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHplt-6cBI/AAAAAAAADuc/cbQ1YFKKtAM/s72-c/IMG_1375.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3397238160624388552.post-325513818254937338</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 20:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-04T12:51:29.106-08:00</atom:updated><title>One teeny chocolate chip cookie...</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHoE5jIN3I/AAAAAAAADuM/XTCdO6K7EkA/s1600-h/IMG_1445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400352599059216242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHoE5jIN3I/AAAAAAAADuM/XTCdO6K7EkA/s400/IMG_1445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...can do A LOT of damage! When I make cookies, which is about every week around here, I make little ones and then teeny tiny ones for the babe. I am talking like the size of a quarter.  I gave him one, turned my back and this is what I came back to seconds later.  How can something that small make such a mess.  I guess I need to make them dime sized and hold the chocolate chips next time!  Seriously so cute though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND speaking of cute.  Here is our little baby in Jadeyn's new rain boots.  He was so proud of himself.  So cute.  He didn't make it very far in them, but still cute to watch.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400352604267245490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHoFM80b7I/AAAAAAAADuU/oTn1YPKh-ww/s400/IMG_1449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And speaking of boots, these boots are the best.  We have five pair of them.  They are super easy to put on, they are cute, they keep your toes dry and warm and they are fun to wear.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love them!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And him!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3397238160624388552-325513818254937338?l=simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-teeny-chocolate-chip-cookie.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (terica)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHoE5jIN3I/AAAAAAAADuM/XTCdO6K7EkA/s72-c/IMG_1445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3397238160624388552.post-1547890986841028634</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 20:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-04T12:44:36.051-08:00</atom:updated><title>Scouts</title><description>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400349289697784450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHlERN4MoI/AAAAAAAADss/DcMj-ibde-c/s400/IMG_1406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400349297215568386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHlEtOQegI/AAAAAAAADs0/TfN6xShCVcY/s400/IMG_1409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400349301011962802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHlE7XY27I/AAAAAAAADs8/cIR0eJlnOyw/s400/IMG_1410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400349310029423042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHlFc9UYcI/AAAAAAAADtE/53lRb-7nd9Y/s400/IMG_1413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHmm3aXGRI/AAAAAAAADuE/HMfA1CF9XWs/s1600-h/IMG_1431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400350983577868562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHmm3aXGRI/AAAAAAAADuE/HMfA1CF9XWs/s400/IMG_1431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHmmeFRCgI/AAAAAAAADt8/kKJ805zHYMQ/s1600-h/IMG_1428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400350976778504706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHmmeFRCgI/AAAAAAAADt8/kKJ805zHYMQ/s400/IMG_1428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHlyNjYX2I/AAAAAAAADt0/HcBNqUwpHII/s1600-h/IMG_1426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400350078988214114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHlyNjYX2I/AAAAAAAADt0/HcBNqUwpHII/s400/IMG_1426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHlxtQoKHI/AAAAAAAADts/cBZ8j6XxXVc/s1600-h/IMG_1425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400350070319622258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHlxtQoKHI/AAAAAAAADts/cBZ8j6XxXVc/s400/IMG_1425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHlxR6KMtI/AAAAAAAADtk/4RIno3X2_U0/s1600-h/IMG_1424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400350062977626834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHlxR6KMtI/AAAAAAAADtk/4RIno3X2_U0/s400/IMG_1424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHlxEG41VI/AAAAAAAADtc/016Co7eZyaI/s1600-h/IMG_1423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400350059272918354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHlxEG41VI/AAAAAAAADtc/016Co7eZyaI/s400/IMG_1423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHlw7jf7II/AAAAAAAADtU/yMccG1bOMgY/s1600-h/IMG_1421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400350056977001602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHlw7jf7II/AAAAAAAADtU/yMccG1bOMgY/s400/IMG_1421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHlFh_oPyI/AAAAAAAADtM/Yv4gSA6bfdU/s1600-h/IMG_1417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400349311381290786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHlFh_oPyI/AAAAAAAADtM/Yv4gSA6bfdU/s400/IMG_1417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bennett is in Scouts now through church. He likes it and it is every Tuesday night. I have yet to catch the "scout vision", but I am working on it. One of the activities was going down to a fun farm for Halloween/Fall. We did a little bonfire with hotdogs and smores. It was fun. They had little things for the kids to do.  They had little rides and the little ones loved them.  It was the first time Paxton has ever ridden anything himself.  It was so cute.  I probably took around 40 pictures of him on that little airplane.  He was adorable.  They also had a little scary hay ride.  They loved it.  It was cold though and we came home early, but all the kids had a good time and still talk about it!  Thanks Scouts...it was a fun night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3397238160624388552-1547890986841028634?l=simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com/2009/11/scouts.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (terica)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHlERN4MoI/AAAAAAAADss/DcMj-ibde-c/s72-c/IMG_1406.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3397238160624388552.post-63200749167118983</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 20:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-04T12:29:12.555-08:00</atom:updated><title>my oldest, my youngest</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHixH6NWgI/AAAAAAAADsk/qRa9KATqCF0/s1600-h/IMG_1405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400346761758595586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHixH6NWgI/AAAAAAAADsk/qRa9KATqCF0/s400/IMG_1405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unbelievably&lt;/span&gt;, adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3397238160624388552-63200749167118983?l=simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-oldest-my-youngest.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (terica)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHixH6NWgI/AAAAAAAADsk/qRa9KATqCF0/s72-c/IMG_1405.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3397238160624388552.post-8929867790500060547</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 20:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-04T12:17:02.434-08:00</atom:updated><title>Big Helper, Little Beauty</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHgAhMe02I/AAAAAAAADsE/exnFNbHp9p0/s1600-h/IMG_1369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400343727709279074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHgAhMe02I/AAAAAAAADsE/exnFNbHp9p0/s400/IMG_1369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jadeyn is known around the house as the mama. She is the helper. She is constantly wanting to help with the baby and can actually do it all for the most part. She is such a great helper. In the morning she likes to get the baby dresses, diaper changed and feed him. When he is eating she normally we sit by him and just talk to him. So sweet. She is also so sweet with her other brothers too. She helps Bennett with his jobs, she is always looking out for Cortland and getting Maddox whatever he needs. I am so lucky to have this girl. She is so sweet, helpful and one determined little girl. Some times her determination drives us a little bonkers, but that is what drives her.  Someday that will be a strong point of hers.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We love everything about this little beauty!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400343732631987234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHgAziJZCI/AAAAAAAADsM/puoFzYoWHp8/s400/IMG_1398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400344568218310498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHgxcVc12I/AAAAAAAADsU/YYWnhaQgXns/s400/IMG_1477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400344571309204642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHgxn2YJKI/AAAAAAAADsc/QJB6BzNCIS8/s400/IMG_1946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3397238160624388552-8929867790500060547?l=simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com/2009/11/big-helper-little-beauty.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (terica)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHgAhMe02I/AAAAAAAADsE/exnFNbHp9p0/s72-c/IMG_1369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3397238160624388552.post-4595868008221671464</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 20:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-04T12:05:06.275-08:00</atom:updated><title>The advantage...</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHeHrHgblI/AAAAAAAADr8/1JhGQ20DvO4/s1600-h/IMG_1316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400341651608596050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHeHrHgblI/AAAAAAAADr8/1JhGQ20DvO4/s400/IMG_1316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; of being the youngest of five. &lt;div align="right"&gt;I came down one morning and Paxton was in his chair &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and had been given, candy corn and chocolate.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;This all happened in the time it took me to walk down the stairs!  Lucky him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Not so lucky me! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400341646367879506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHeHXmBcVI/AAAAAAAADr0/qZrnMG0su5o/s400/IMG_1314.JPG" border="0" /&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/3397238160624388552-4595868008221671464?l=simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com/2009/11/advantage.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (terica)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHeHrHgblI/AAAAAAAADr8/1JhGQ20DvO4/s72-c/IMG_1316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3397238160624388552.post-5102618439150500149</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 20:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-04T12:01:52.806-08:00</atom:updated><title>Getting caught up!</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So today I thought I would get caught up on my blog.  I wanted to post Halloween pics, but after looking at my pictures I realized I was 18 blogs behind or something crazy like that.  So I am throwing them all in so I can get caught up again!  I am almost there.  Plus, this sounded like more fun than cleaning the floor boards!  Who blames me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3397238160624388552-5102618439150500149?l=simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com/2009/11/getting-caught-up.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (terica)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3397238160624388552.post-3281586448693868889</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 19:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-04T12:00:01.275-08:00</atom:updated><title>The Circus!</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt; So Andy's office bought some circus tickets because the circus came to town in the office where he works.  I forgot how much I do not like the circus.  I don't like the wet dirty cold atmosphere.  I do not like the animals being all bound up and stuff and the people are just interesting.  The kids loved it though even though it was so cold.  We were able to take some friends with us too.  Marc and Michelle and their girls came, Cami and Bennett's friend Karly.  We love her so much.  She is such an amazing little girl.  Really, amazing.  So sweet and good.  Her mom and I always talk about how much we hope they can remain friends forever and then some day maybe a little more than friends?  That would be awesome.  Afterwards we came home and made caramel apples and hot chocolate.  It was needed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHahPtDiKI/AAAAAAAADrc/E7eSFLXBQic/s1600-h/IMG_1355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400337692879980706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHahPtDiKI/AAAAAAAADrc/E7eSFLXBQic/s400/IMG_1355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHag-a_AeI/AAAAAAAADrU/T6vh86HaLlM/s1600-h/IMG_1349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400337688240783842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHag-a_AeI/AAAAAAAADrU/T6vh86HaLlM/s400/IMG_1349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There are soooo many things I love about this picture.  First Andy with his bed room eyes as my grandma refers to them.  Always his eyes are closed or just about closed.  Then not to mention me, looking a little less than desirable especially with those lovely temporaries that look oh so beautiful/yellow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHagv9JWtI/AAAAAAAADrM/mIxFo_XBJBA/s1600-h/IMG_1343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400337684357536466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHagv9JWtI/AAAAAAAADrM/mIxFo_XBJBA/s400/IMG_1343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHagcLR0tI/AAAAAAAADrE/87_PlhtX5Cg/s1600-h/IMG_1336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400337679048102610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHagcLR0tI/AAAAAAAADrE/87_PlhtX5Cg/s400/IMG_1336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maddox sitting in between Andy and I with a hand on each of our legs.  Melt my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHZupLlI8I/AAAAAAAADq8/mNKJBTJZTWI/s1600-h/IMG_1334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400336823545570242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHZupLlI8I/AAAAAAAADq8/mNKJBTJZTWI/s400/IMG_1334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHZuR7uVKI/AAAAAAAADq0/XKapYIL6zmM/s1600-h/IMG_1326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400336817305048226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHZuR7uVKI/AAAAAAAADq0/XKapYIL6zmM/s400/IMG_1326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHZt7yXgcI/AAAAAAAADqs/AYRclQD4HMU/s1600-h/IMG_1323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400336811360223682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHZt7yXgcI/AAAAAAAADqs/AYRclQD4HMU/s400/IMG_1323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHZtn7ED5I/AAAAAAAADqk/eO0sOG4ckCY/s1600-h/IMG_1320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400336806027988882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHZtn7ED5I/AAAAAAAADqk/eO0sOG4ckCY/s400/IMG_1320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bennett's friend Karly. Oh how I love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHZtWdwEhI/AAAAAAAADqc/lFAZbHJrOKI/s1600-h/IMG_1319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400336801341641234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHZtWdwEhI/AAAAAAAADqc/lFAZbHJrOKI/s400/IMG_1319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400337701083528834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHahuQ7voI/AAAAAAAADrk/xU_5_ZT8R6A/s400/IMG_1362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400338334096226786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHbGka6-eI/AAAAAAAADrs/i_lTL_Rpg_c/s400/IMG_1945.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3397238160624388552-3281586448693868889?l=simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com/2009/11/circus.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (terica)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHahPtDiKI/AAAAAAAADrc/E7eSFLXBQic/s72-c/IMG_1355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3397238160624388552.post-7596435031553543858</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 19:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-04T11:39:48.361-08:00</atom:updated><title>A Beautiful Fall Day</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHXi_cP06I/AAAAAAAADqE/DA4rG8W93Lo/s1600-h/IMG_1298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400334424339370914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHXi_cP06I/AAAAAAAADqE/DA4rG8W93Lo/s400/IMG_1298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHXis1o1uI/AAAAAAAADp8/wOKn-r0CbnE/s1600-h/IMG_1291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400334419345594082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHXis1o1uI/AAAAAAAADp8/wOKn-r0CbnE/s400/IMG_1291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHWS2VypZI/AAAAAAAADp0/QM9S0ZSUdLo/s1600-h/IMG_1289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400333047506838930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHWS2VypZI/AAAAAAAADp0/QM9S0ZSUdLo/s400/IMG_1289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cami and J. We like to take her with us to do all these fun things. First, she is fun to have around and it doesn't help that the kids love her and she is a big help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHWSjRYOMI/AAAAAAAADps/jLFjLkyuxhY/s1600-h/IMG_1287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400333042388056258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHWSjRYOMI/AAAAAAAADps/jLFjLkyuxhY/s400/IMG_1287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These boys just make me giddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHWSV99qPI/AAAAAAAADpk/7BWv4XUuGjI/s1600-h/IMG_1274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400333038816962802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHWSV99qPI/AAAAAAAADpk/7BWv4XUuGjI/s400/IMG_1274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Best Buds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHWSBET7uI/AAAAAAAADpc/E5qak6tnAXs/s1600-h/IMG_1264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400333033206443746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHWSBET7uI/AAAAAAAADpc/E5qak6tnAXs/s400/IMG_1264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is only a small fraction of how many seagulls we had around us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHWRethFwI/AAAAAAAADpU/GJjNBux4RAY/s1600-h/IMG_1262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400333023984031490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHWRethFwI/AAAAAAAADpU/GJjNBux4RAY/s400/IMG_1262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love this boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHVeKO_HAI/AAAAAAAADpM/IY4xDlIbVT0/s1600-h/IMG_1260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400332142313937922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHVeKO_HAI/AAAAAAAADpM/IY4xDlIbVT0/s400/IMG_1260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am not sure how I got lucky enough to get this two for one deal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHVd_IZCXI/AAAAAAAADpE/MoeJAMdqRvY/s1600-h/IMG_1259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400332139333486962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHVd_IZCXI/AAAAAAAADpE/MoeJAMdqRvY/s400/IMG_1259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHVdnu-GZI/AAAAAAAADo8/jvkDRIPyxE4/s1600-h/IMG_1257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400332133052848530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHVdnu-GZI/AAAAAAAADo8/jvkDRIPyxE4/s400/IMG_1257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This boy loves his daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHVdYtRHiI/AAAAAAAADo0/PHtJAvHnYBE/s1600-h/IMG_1249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400332129019174434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHVdYtRHiI/AAAAAAAADo0/PHtJAvHnYBE/s400/IMG_1249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHVdB4hdeI/AAAAAAAADos/WcGm_HKpm9Y/s1600-h/IMG_1240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400332122892367330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHVdB4hdeI/AAAAAAAADos/WcGm_HKpm9Y/s400/IMG_1240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400334432022986642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHXjcEKf5I/AAAAAAAADqU/eKiDrIk-Gm4/s400/IMG_1313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was like a sandbox only filled with corn kernels.  Cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400334427349301314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHXjKp3uEI/AAAAAAAADqM/9vxwzEfo2EY/s400/IMG_1312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day Andy and Bennett were off on a Friday and we decided to take advantage of a beautiful fall day and head up the river road. Boy is it beautiful in the fall. The trees and all the colors were just amazing! We left in the morning and headed up. We had a picnic lunch on the way up there. We stopped at the river and fed what we thought were going to be the ducks, but the second we got out of the car they all left! Luckily for us the seagulls were ever present. There were hundreds of them. It was a little crazy. The kids loved everything about it for sure. They had such a great time. After that we headed up to this beautiful state park that has a beautiful lodge that one of Andy's patients runs. It was gorgeous. They have SO many things to do up there. They have a huge lodge with tons of activities and the kids just loved it all. Then we did the scenic drive up to the top. Just gorgeous! After all that, we headed to QT for the most delicious hot chocolate I have ever had! Then on to a park for a spooky night treat. We did a hay ride, and two corn mazes. They had so much fun. It was just a perfect day with our little family. There are not days better than that I have to admit. Last night while talking to Andy about some deep doctrinal type stuff, I said, "But, I feel like this is Heaven already. I don't want anything to change!" I am serious. How could it get any better than this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3397238160624388552-7596435031553543858?l=simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com/2009/11/beautiful-fall-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (terica)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHXi_cP06I/AAAAAAAADqE/DA4rG8W93Lo/s72-c/IMG_1298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3397238160624388552.post-8769232397294849378</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 19:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-04T11:22:57.435-08:00</atom:updated><title>Bows</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHTDdvvpzI/AAAAAAAADoM/-dkmP5P2SKw/s1600-h/IMG_1213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400329484671887154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHTDdvvpzI/AAAAAAAADoM/-dkmP5P2SKw/s400/IMG_1213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Can I&lt;/span&gt; tell you how much I love having a little girl. I think having four fun boys {believe me I would not trade one of them and would love to have another boy! GASP!} just makes all the girl things that much more fun for me. Really. I remember &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Paige&lt;/span&gt;, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;SIL&lt;/span&gt;, saying when we found out we were having our fourth boy that there is something to be said for the lone princess in a house full of boys and boy is there. I love it. Michelle and I like to make bows together for our little girls. It is so fun. This day I got cranking them out like nobodies &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;business&lt;/span&gt;. I think I made like 15 in about 45 minutes. I think they are so cute, even cuter when they are on such a cute little girl!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400329487103209042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHTDmzarlI/AAAAAAAADoU/t1eyuK3HlX4/s400/IMG_1216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400329492115304658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHTD5eZMNI/AAAAAAAADoc/Km5Nq8jnBTA/s400/IMG_1217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400330633207340114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHUGUX73FI/AAAAAAAADok/33Q_GpYdBDA/s400/IMG_1222.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This one is my favorite!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3397238160624388552-8769232397294849378?l=simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com/2009/11/bows.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (terica)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHTDdvvpzI/AAAAAAAADoM/-dkmP5P2SKw/s72-c/IMG_1213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3397238160624388552.post-6076709929079337951</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 19:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-04T11:13:53.442-08:00</atom:updated><title>Friends</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHSPvQwPlI/AAAAAAAADoE/cGSdQ9It_uU/s1600-h/IMG_1210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400328596020543058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHSPvQwPlI/AAAAAAAADoE/cGSdQ9It_uU/s400/IMG_1210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A few weeks ago we had a friend come play two days that week. We really don't get much of that and it sure was a treat.  They had so much fun having Gavyn come play.  We wanted him to stay forever and live with us, but I guess his mommy is quite attached because she said no!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3397238160624388552-6076709929079337951?l=simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com/2009/11/friends.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (terica)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHSPvQwPlI/AAAAAAAADoE/cGSdQ9It_uU/s72-c/IMG_1210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3397238160624388552.post-4419003064330805943</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 18:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-04T11:11:59.568-08:00</atom:updated><title>Apples</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every year we always go out to the farm and pick apples.  We actually normally do peaches in their season, apples in the fall and pumpkins shortly after.  The kids always love doing this.  I love reaping everything they pick.  This year with our apples we canned apple pie filling, and some applesauce.  So yummy.  The kids enjoyed just eating apples while they were picking and climbing in the trees to get them.  This year we had my moms friend Laura join us and Michelle and the girls. We had a great time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHPJDzF8VI/AAAAAAAADn8/djijfJ0fArM/s1600-h/IMG_1174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400325182739312978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHPJDzF8VI/AAAAAAAADn8/djijfJ0fArM/s400/IMG_1174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is a tradition we always pick apples with Grandma.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It doesn't look like she likes Maddox at all, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHPImD2PHI/AAAAAAAADn0/UktHOvGdaac/s1600-h/IMG_1173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400325174756523122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHPImD2PHI/AAAAAAAADn0/UktHOvGdaac/s400/IMG_1173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys eating away.  This was the first time we let Paxton go at it all by himself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHPIXaNBAI/AAAAAAAADns/XtsnivedlEA/s1600-h/IMG_1172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400325170823758850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHPIXaNBAI/AAAAAAAADns/XtsnivedlEA/s400/IMG_1172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Proudly showing daddy what he is doing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHPIEx0HqI/AAAAAAAADnk/uGtx3cnHbAk/s1600-h/IMG_1152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400325165822516898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHPIEx0HqI/AAAAAAAADnk/uGtx3cnHbAk/s400/IMG_1152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Umm, yeah.  Don't think it gets much cuter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHPHhXy-xI/AAAAAAAADnc/9LybOCgbWj4/s1600-h/IMG_1150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400325156318149394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHPHhXy-xI/AAAAAAAADnc/9LybOCgbWj4/s400/IMG_1150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Climbing in the trees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHOQhIWFiI/AAAAAAAADnU/W0e2L8ZVP_A/s1600-h/IMG_1148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400324211360536098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHOQhIWFiI/AAAAAAAADnU/W0e2L8ZVP_A/s400/IMG_1148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jadeyn is our child with no fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHOQJTmewI/AAAAAAAADnM/zHPeOiUVnf0/s1600-h/IMG_1143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400324204965296898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHOQJTmewI/AAAAAAAADnM/zHPeOiUVnf0/s400/IMG_1143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Again, cutest ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHOP2J88mI/AAAAAAAADnE/F73nTKlDLhw/s1600-h/IMG_1142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400324199824552546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHOP2J88mI/AAAAAAAADnE/F73nTKlDLhw/s400/IMG_1142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cousins and best friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHOPjQOhwI/AAAAAAAADm8/ZlqMjoNMdwg/s1600-h/IMG_1140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400324194750596866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHOPjQOhwI/AAAAAAAADm8/ZlqMjoNMdwg/s400/IMG_1140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They didn't have the wagons going out that night, but they did have the little buses.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids liked it just the same I am pretty sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHOPee8vbI/AAAAAAAADm0/Z5dn8deTqYc/s1600-h/IMG_1139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400324193470168498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHOPee8vbI/AAAAAAAADm0/Z5dn8deTqYc/s400/IMG_1139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yep, again.  I think she likes her grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3397238160624388552-4419003064330805943?l=simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com/2009/11/apples.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (terica)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHPJDzF8VI/AAAAAAAADn8/djijfJ0fArM/s72-c/IMG_1174.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3397238160624388552.post-4417741566179713966</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 18:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-04T10:42:12.187-08:00</atom:updated><title>Andy turns 32!</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt; The birthday boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHKi7-ALLI/AAAAAAAADmc/pNT_EZY8BhY/s1600-h/IMG_1925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400320129756048562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHKi7-ALLI/AAAAAAAADmc/pNT_EZY8BhY/s400/IMG_1925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHKijzP4ZI/AAAAAAAADmU/AF-NtVy_V8w/s1600-h/IMG_1919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400320123268489618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHKijzP4ZI/AAAAAAAADmU/AF-NtVy_V8w/s400/IMG_1919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For Andy's birthday this year we had such a great time. We celebrated with the whole E side a week before. We have SIX E birthdays withing 2 weeks of each other so we just did one big happy birthday party! We celebrated his birthday with most of my side the same time we did Paxton's first birthday. Then on his actual birthday my grandparents came over. We had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;The morning of his birthday the kids and I went over to the Lou to pick up some great cupcakes at a fun little cupcake place over there. Then we went to Target to let the little kids pick out something to take to daddy. We got everything in the car in the Target parking lot and my car would not start. I had four little ones buckled in and ready to go and nothing. Finally a sweet man jumped us after waiting for almost 45 minutes. I could not believe no one else offered to help. We got jumped and picked up lunch to take into the office for his birthday. It was so fun. We got home and I put the kids to bed and got started on his birthday dinner. Pioneer woman lasagna. So good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400320134369703154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHKjNJ-9PI/AAAAAAAADmk/ZPb7-L1FYi0/s400/IMG_1926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We also celebrated Pax's bday with my grandparents too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400320137622780962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHKjZRk_CI/AAAAAAAADms/7fGxdpftCEI/s400/IMG_1936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;J sure loves her great grandpa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That weekend I surprised Andy at his office and took him out that night. Michelle, my angel sent from Heaven, offered to watch the kids and let us have the whole night. We had reservations at the Melting Pot, then to go to the Temple and then to a hotel I had a free night at and then massages in the morning. Well the Temple was closed so there went that and after the Melting Pot we decided we were too tired to go to a movie and nothing we really wanted to see was playing so we just came home. The next morning we did do our massages though. That was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun birthday week for him I hope. I sure love that man. I am so grateful to be the lucky one!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3397238160624388552-4417741566179713966?l=simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com/2009/11/andy-turns-32.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (terica)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kaQBcni3aKc/SvHKi7-ALLI/AAAAAAAADmc/pNT_EZY8BhY/s72-c/IMG_1925.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3397238160624388552.post-5031278943982226965</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 Oct 2009 01:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-30T18:12:11.994-07:00</atom:updated><title>I need a nap</title><description>Today:&lt;br /&gt;     Sleep in a little bit&lt;br /&gt;     Pack the car full of all the fun things for Bennett's party {details on that to come}&lt;br /&gt;     Unpack it all in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;     Put on a very successful, if I do say so myself, Halloween party for 21 third grader&lt;br /&gt;     Come home pack up the rest of the kids to take to the farm to get some pumpkins&lt;br /&gt;     Go on a wagon ride and pick out 5 pumpkins&lt;br /&gt;     Taco Bell for lunch, a big treat for the kids&lt;br /&gt;     Drop by the grocery store for a few more carving pumpkins&lt;br /&gt;     2 haircuts for middle boys&lt;br /&gt;     Home to finish up the last few stitches to Bennett's costume&lt;br /&gt;     Make corn casserole&lt;br /&gt;     "Make" Bennett up&lt;br /&gt;     Dress the other kids in costumes&lt;br /&gt;     Carve pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;     Head down to block party&lt;br /&gt;     Leave too early from block party for Church's trunk or treating&lt;br /&gt;     Trunk or Treat&lt;br /&gt;     Leave early from there&lt;br /&gt;     Back to block party for a little bit&lt;br /&gt;     Come home and scope out the treats&lt;br /&gt;     Put the jammies on the kiddos&lt;br /&gt;     Put the kiddos to bed&lt;br /&gt;     Zonk out soon.  Hopefully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow:&lt;br /&gt;     Soccer game at 9:30, 34 minutes away {last one}&lt;br /&gt;     Little Gym&lt;br /&gt;     Stake Conference&lt;br /&gt;     Family pictures taken&lt;br /&gt;     Order our traditional pizza for Halloween&lt;br /&gt;     Trick or Treat&lt;br /&gt;     Sleep for 10 days straight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3397238160624388552-5031278943982226965?l=simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://simplybreathtaking.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-need-nap.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (terica)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item></channel></rss>