<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383</id><updated>2011-12-13T11:18:53.489-08:00</updated><category term='us'/><category term='Funny Videos'/><title type='text'>Ummm..... We know</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>164</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-548164326106968281</id><published>2011-06-20T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T21:51:58.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ivy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hoUxWvmHq7k/TgAi5UlwWKI/AAAAAAAABnE/kHbJl3fDNfk/s1600/061911_5819.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hoUxWvmHq7k/TgAi5UlwWKI/AAAAAAAABnE/kHbJl3fDNfk/s400/061911_5819.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, how I love my Ivy. She is such a wonderful baby. Tantrums and all. And boy does she have a lot of them haha. So many times people would say they were glad they didn't have a girl because they were so dramatic. Well, Claire was never like that so I never understood what they were talking about. What was the big deal? And then I got Ivy. She'll be the happiest, best, funniest baby in the whole world and then BAM, if one tiny thing goes wrong she's banging her head on the wall, throwing herself on the floor, pinching me, or the person who's closest to her, and SCREAAAAMING her head off. And some weeks she's spending more time throwing more tantrums than she is being happy. That's usually when she's teething. However, I cannot get over how funny, sweet, smart, and happy she is when she's NOT throwing her tantrums haha. She really is the greatest baby ever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WMF9-hLglAc/TgAitFb4tFI/AAAAAAAABnA/L597fesXN_o/s1600/061911_5812.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WMF9-hLglAc/TgAitFb4tFI/AAAAAAAABnA/L597fesXN_o/s400/061911_5812.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's HILARIOUS. She can get anyone to smile. She lifts her eyebrows, pulls faces, flirts, and smiles. And man oh man, when she smiles, she SMILES. Her whole face smiles. She can brighten up a room with one of her smiles. I get giddy just talking about it. She loves Claire so much and she gets so excited when she wakes up. She runs to her and gives her a big hug and kiss and says "Ca" for Claire. She does the same thing when Levi comes home. She hears the garage, runs to the door and says, "Dadadadada!!!" and she'll squeal with delight. She gives the most hugs of any baby I've ever known. She's so cuddly and affectionate. She tries to be just like Claire, doing everything she does and I love watching every minute of that. Her favorite thing to do is play Ring Around the Rosy. Oh man, that is the cutest thing to watch. When it's almost time to fall down she squeals, laughs and then she finally falls down and claps for joy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_cqcRwRU5ns/TgAjCBnP96I/AAAAAAAABnI/2_ITDxSKnm8/s1600/030911_2784.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_cqcRwRU5ns/TgAjCBnP96I/AAAAAAAABnI/2_ITDxSKnm8/s400/030911_2784.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She doesn't say very many words but I know one of these days it'll just explode. It's actually very hard for me to get used to because Claire was saying a TON of words by now. I keep trying to tell myself that kids are just different, because they are, but it doesn't help me much haha. I can't help worrying about it, bla bla bla. But she understands everything I'm saying and she finds her own way to communicate things with me. That's why I feel like one of these days she'll just all of a sudden start talking. She only says "Ca" for Claire, "Dad", "Mom" (over and over and over again), "Dog", "Hot", "Bye bye", "HI" (which is the cutest thing in the world, she says it to everyone she sees), and I think that might be it. I can't think of anything else. So, yeah, she doesn't say much haha. But I know she's still sooo smart just by how much she understands. She loves reading books and her favorite one is The Little Mouse, The Red Ripe Strawberry and the Big Hungry Bear (that's one book with an enormously long title. That was, and still is, my very favorite children's book so I'm so happy it's her favorite as well. I love reading it to her. As you can tell I adore my girls, just like every other parent out there (except for the awful ones who do awful things to their children who I want to strangle and send right to Hell myself). I think they're wonderful and I'm soooo glad they were sent to me. I just can't believe that Heavenly Father trusted me enough to take care of these two AMAZING little girls. I'm extremely grateful for this opportunity.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-548164326106968281?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/548164326106968281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=548164326106968281&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/548164326106968281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/548164326106968281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2011/06/ivy.html' title='Ivy'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hoUxWvmHq7k/TgAi5UlwWKI/AAAAAAAABnE/kHbJl3fDNfk/s72-c/061911_5819.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-3951274684079139133</id><published>2011-06-20T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T21:33:29.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Claire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't updated in a very long time. I hate uploading the pictures onto my computer. That's the main reason. Anyway, here's an update on claire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LAoHDxzeFy0/TgAd7k7NU3I/AAAAAAAABms/Fmz4at60sxw/s1600/061911_5803.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LAoHDxzeFy0/TgAd7k7NU3I/AAAAAAAABms/Fmz4at60sxw/s400/061911_5803.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Basically, she's awesome. She's beautiful, kind, sweet, a little sassy, smart and hilarious. Kids flock to her and they just love being around her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rpyiAIawZg4/TgAd_cHnvpI/AAAAAAAABmw/bqRNgnfFK8I/s1600/bw061911_5822.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rpyiAIawZg4/TgAd_cHnvpI/AAAAAAAABmw/bqRNgnfFK8I/s400/bw061911_5822.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She constantly tells me I'm a good mom. I don't think I ever said that to my mom when I was little haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eUttc77Znx8/TgAeL5z7N0I/AAAAAAAABm0/7JLmIbDgb28/s1600/052211_4532.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eUttc77Znx8/TgAeL5z7N0I/AAAAAAAABm0/7JLmIbDgb28/s400/052211_4532.png" width="276" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She loves ivy and, even though thy have their moments, they get along so well and they love wrestling and chasing each other. Claire's such a good big sister And I hope she stays that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eln6CWDmmhk/TgAeUeySDKI/AAAAAAAABm4/CL-p_NUNukU/s1600/052211_4660.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eln6CWDmmhk/TgAeUeySDKI/AAAAAAAABm4/CL-p_NUNukU/s400/052211_4660.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She hates change almost as much as Levi does haha. I asked her if she wanted another baby in our family and she said, "will we have to move?" I said no and she said, "then yes! I want another sister!!" she was so concerned about moving into a new house. So funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sasa7XhCIPc/TgAeVT28E8I/AAAAAAAABm8/BlZ8I7t0HlA/s1600/052211_4689.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sasa7XhCIPc/TgAeVT28E8I/AAAAAAAABm8/BlZ8I7t0HlA/s400/052211_4689.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She's good at memory games, she has the best imagination ever, and she lives riding her bike around the neighborhood. She loves being outside and she lives going on dates with her dad. I don't know what I would do without her. She really us one of my best friends and I thoroughly enjoy hanging out with her. I'm so glad she's mine. I'm so lucky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-3951274684079139133?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/3951274684079139133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=3951274684079139133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/3951274684079139133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/3951274684079139133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2011/06/claire.html' title='Claire'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LAoHDxzeFy0/TgAd7k7NU3I/AAAAAAAABms/Fmz4at60sxw/s72-c/061911_5803.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-6071435494605314732</id><published>2011-03-25T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T17:20:11.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Photo Blog</title><content type='html'>I have a new blog for my photography. myblackbirdphotography.com/blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-6071435494605314732?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/6071435494605314732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=6071435494605314732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/6071435494605314732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/6071435494605314732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2011/03/ne-photo-blog.html' title='New Photo Blog'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-5801547925641165844</id><published>2010-12-09T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T11:25:49.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My number 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this isn't a post about my poop, don't worry. It's about Ivy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TQEsnNebvOI/AAAAAAAABmA/ysqLvshV8DY/s1600/120310_2506.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TQEsnNebvOI/AAAAAAAABmA/ysqLvshV8DY/s320/120310_2506.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thought i should do a post about her since i haven't in a while. plus, i just took some cute pictures of her being happy the other day so i figured i could put them on here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TQEsmHJgylI/AAAAAAAABl8/CLZh1LjCOzM/s1600/100916_0289.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TQEsmHJgylI/AAAAAAAABl8/CLZh1LjCOzM/s320/100916_0289.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TQEspnyP8nI/AAAAAAAABmI/BrQz-7X97b8/s1600/120310_2509.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TQEspnyP8nI/AAAAAAAABmI/BrQz-7X97b8/s320/120310_2509.png" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TQEsq_a8P-I/AAAAAAAABmM/bYwgZoNnCZg/s1600/120310_2510.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TQEsq_a8P-I/AAAAAAAABmM/bYwgZoNnCZg/s320/120310_2510.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;anyway, ivy's a super happy baby, most of the time. she has her moments, but so do all babies. as long as she's standing, though, she's guaranteed to be happy. man, she's obsessed. the other day she was SO excited to take a bath. I started the water, put her on the floor in her room and she crawled as fast as she could over to the bath tub, stood up and started jumping and squealing (the baby kind of jump, obviously). so i put her in the bath and she tried to stand up 2 minutes later. well, she's not allowed to do that, duh, so i tried to sit her down. she wanted none of that and grabbed at me to take her out. i'm just glad she can stand on her own now so i don't constantly have to be the one doing it for her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TQEstm-f_EI/AAAAAAAABmU/l7_cCrb2MvM/s1600/120310_2513.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TQEstm-f_EI/AAAAAAAABmU/l7_cCrb2MvM/s320/120310_2513.png" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she sleeps well, eats well, plays well and she loves claire. but what younger sibling doesn't love their big sister/brother? she just started putting phones up to her ear and that's really cute. she doesn't actually crawl, per-say but she army crawls. and it's the funniest thing ever. claire never did that so we never experienced that before and i laugh every time. she looks paralyzed from the waist down. she'll eat anything. she claps, does "so big", waves and loves it when i play, 'i'm gonna get you'. she tries to crawl away as fast as she can squealing and then loves it when i get her and tickle her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TQEsobWDzTI/AAAAAAAABmE/iJug35blL2Q/s1600/120310_2507.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TQEsobWDzTI/AAAAAAAABmE/iJug35blL2Q/s320/120310_2507.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she loves having an audience. one day i went to the mall and was holding her facing out, she just kept waving and smiling at everyone and doing "so big" for them. it was hilarious. gotta love her. she's such a great baby and makes us all very happy. i love wrestling and always try to do it with claire but she's not so much into it. i think ivy will be the one i can wrestle with, she likes to be thrown really high and all that stuff. i just have to say that having two girls is sooooo much fun. i'm hoping for another one. i'd be fine with that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TQEssGdbFEI/AAAAAAAABmQ/rpX35ek40gc/s1600/120310_2512.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TQEssGdbFEI/AAAAAAAABmQ/rpX35ek40gc/s320/120310_2512.png" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-5801547925641165844?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/5801547925641165844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=5801547925641165844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/5801547925641165844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/5801547925641165844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-number-2.html' title='My number 2'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TQEsnNebvOI/AAAAAAAABmA/ysqLvshV8DY/s72-c/120310_2506.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-7181844034668605089</id><published>2010-12-06T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T09:12:01.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do the Claire Bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some funny things Claire has said recently....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Mama! You forgot to ask me if I had any dreams!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Oh yeah! Sorry, did you have any dreams last night?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Nope."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;::Poured water on Ivy's face in the bath, made Ivy cry::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Levi: "Don't pour water on her face, she doesn't like it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Claire: "Yes, she told me she wanted me to pour water on her face, she said, 'Claire, pour water on my face!' that's what she said."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;::Got out of the tub and put her bathrobe on and was about to come downstairs::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Wait, daddy, I have to see if I look cute." ::Looks in the mirror:: "Yup, I look cute. Let's go!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She named her football Enzo. I was wondering where she got that name from, thinking she must have made it up, turns out she named it after the new boy in her nursery class.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: "Claire, you need to be nice to Blake (her cousin)."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Claire: "Don't yell at me!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: "I'm not yelling at you, I'm just telling you to be nice to Blake."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Claire: "Well, don't tell me like that. YOU be nice!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TP0YXbmouNI/AAAAAAAABl4/fg3mupFefGg/s1600/bw101011_0889.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TP0YXbmouNI/AAAAAAAABl4/fg3mupFefGg/s320/bw101011_0889.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;::We hardly ever have ice cream in our house. Mainly because I'd eat it all. But one day I bought some just for fun::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: "Claire, would you like some ice cream!?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Claire: "No."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: (disappointed) "Oh, why not?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Claire: "Um, I just don't have an owey (sp?) or anything."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apparently I only ask her if she wants ice cream after she gets really hurt.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;::We were visiting my Grandparents this past summer and she was playing with two girl dollies::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Mom: "Claire, where's the boy dolly? You just have two girl dollies, they can't get married."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Claire: "Um, no, it's okay, they can just be gay."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Claire: "Mom, can I go over to Jonas' house?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: "No, not today."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Claire: "But moooom, I just wanted to go over to his house and marry him!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Mom, don't be such a homeshit!" (she totally made that word up, obviously. She wasn't aware there was an actual swear word in there.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-7181844034668605089?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/7181844034668605089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=7181844034668605089&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/7181844034668605089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/7181844034668605089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2010/12/do-claire-bear.html' title='Do the Claire Bear'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TP0YXbmouNI/AAAAAAAABl4/fg3mupFefGg/s72-c/bw101011_0889.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-7743445284354848808</id><published>2010-11-07T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T10:06:04.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evan Lysacek</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Soooo, I just about died laughing about this. First, a little background information. I'm not bragging 'cause I don't know that it's much to brag about anyway, BUT, I went to high school and was friends with Evan Lysacek. If you don't know who he is, he was the Gold Medalist in the Mens figure skating competition in the olympics. So anyway, My other friend Mark from high school dressed up as Evan this halloween. Oh my gosh was it hilarious. I go on facebook and see his pictures and at first I wasn't quite sure what the heck he was supposed to be, but then the more I thought about it, the feathers, slicked back hair, black outfit, DUH! Who else could it be? I thought it was funny enough to share so here are some pictures, folks. Just for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TNbqXCgMq7I/AAAAAAAABk0/hfqhE7qkEYo/s1600/76400_696554257721_20004592_38756209_1545001_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TNbqXCgMq7I/AAAAAAAABk0/hfqhE7qkEYo/s320/76400_696554257721_20004592_38756209_1545001_n.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TNbqXrT8vQI/AAAAAAAABk4/xLWb7PMoY-s/s1600/76818_696554307621_20004592_38756211_6964506_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TNbqXrT8vQI/AAAAAAAABk4/xLWb7PMoY-s/s320/76818_696554307621_20004592_38756211_6964506_n.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TNbqYJGT_qI/AAAAAAAABk8/BfXZcjTj3Y8/s1600/149792_696554237761_20004592_38756208_5035088_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TNbqYJGT_qI/AAAAAAAABk8/BfXZcjTj3Y8/s320/149792_696554237761_20004592_38756208_5035088_n.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-7743445284354848808?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/7743445284354848808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=7743445284354848808&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/7743445284354848808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/7743445284354848808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2010/11/evan-lysacek.html' title='Evan Lysacek'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TNbqXCgMq7I/AAAAAAAABk0/hfqhE7qkEYo/s72-c/76400_696554257721_20004592_38756209_1545001_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-7720390579565854841</id><published>2010-11-07T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T09:53:24.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hey everyone! So we got our family pictures taken a few weeks ago by my friend&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.phungphotography.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Stephen Phun&lt;/span&gt;g&lt;/a&gt;. He's such an amazing photographer and he's going to give me some tips on how to use off-camera lighting. I'm so excited! Anyway, he still isn't finished editing them but he gave me some of his SOOC images so I could edit some of them to see how I liked my style of editing with lighting. So these are the photos I edited. His are most likely going to be a million times better but since I don't have those yet, you get to see the ones I did.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TNbm2GbXVgI/AAAAAAAABkg/m4bjOT7ZQdU/s1600/West-13.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TNbm2GbXVgI/AAAAAAAABkg/m4bjOT7ZQdU/s400/West-13.png" width="255" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TNbm4I8Jr5I/AAAAAAAABkk/JzJ-QOIa3G0/s1600/West-160.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TNbm4I8Jr5I/AAAAAAAABkk/JzJ-QOIa3G0/s400/West-160.png" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TNbm51q5PWI/AAAAAAAABko/OeYL2t3_Vvc/s1600/West-176.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TNbm51q5PWI/AAAAAAAABko/OeYL2t3_Vvc/s400/West-176.png" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;P.S. I have a ton to catch up on. TONS. St. George girls trip, Claire's birthday, Claire's playgroup, Ivy Crawling. Tons. I've been so busy lately, though, that I haven't had a chance to blog about that stuff. Hopefully that will be coming soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-7720390579565854841?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/7720390579565854841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=7720390579565854841&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/7720390579565854841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/7720390579565854841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2010/11/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TNbm2GbXVgI/AAAAAAAABkg/m4bjOT7ZQdU/s72-c/West-13.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-3392383432486009953</id><published>2010-10-28T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T22:35:22.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I listened to a Taylor Swift song in the car yesterday..... and.... I.... cried. I KNOW. What the heck? It was the one about her dad, "... I had the best day with you today..." something like that. I was just thinking about Levi and Claire, though. He's such an awesome dad. He dances with her and sings princess songs with her. He teachers her about the Jazz and about the Utes. She gets excited to show him things and he does a great job letting her know he's interested. I love him. She loves him. Ivy loves him (way more than Claire did at 7 months old). He's good stuff. Plus, he's extremely good looking. DUH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-3392383432486009953?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/3392383432486009953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=3392383432486009953&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/3392383432486009953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/3392383432486009953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2010/10/hmm.html' title='Hmm....'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-3422461894117343205</id><published>2010-10-26T21:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T21:18:21.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ivy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://myblackbirdphotography.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-daughter-ivy.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to read a post about Ivy. She's awesome.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-3422461894117343205?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/3422461894117343205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=3422461894117343205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/3422461894117343205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/3422461894117343205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2010/10/ivy.html' title='Ivy'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-2797492041850898477</id><published>2010-10-21T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T15:01:33.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Rage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, so while I'm driving I'm pretty good about not having road rage. I'll say, "Oh my gosh" every once in a while, and maybe the occasional, "Idiot" if they've almost killed me, but other than that, I'm pretty good about not lashing out. However, that doesn't mean I don't think pretty much EVERY person on the road is the dumbest person ever. Here are just a few rules I go by and expect everyone else to go by. Because, after all, everyone who's driving revolves around me, so I just thought I'd let everyone know the rules just in case they find themselves on the same highway, freeway, or neighborhood road as myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rule #1- If I'm coming onto the freeway, please change lanes over to the left lane. I will need to merge onto the road you're driving on, and if you're there then I'll get pushed over into the wall and I may DIE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rule #2- If you know that there's an exit coming up in about a mile or so, please look to see if I have my blinker on ready to switch lanes so I can exit. I don't ever put my blinker on at the last minute, I try to get over, ready to exit, as late as a mile before the exit. If I have my blinker on and nobody lets me in, then I'll have to hurry up and switch lanes into the exit lane .2 inches before the actual exit and I may DIE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rule #3- If you're in the far right lane and I'm in the far left lane make sure I don't have my blinker on ready to move over into the middle lane before you do so. Don't worry, I'm staring at you making sure you're not going over as I'm switching lanes, so if by chance you miss this step, I'll be ready to swerve out of your way so I won't DIE.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rule #4- If you're in the front of the line at a stop light, please watch the stop light. That's your only job. You're the line leader! The line leader's ONLY JOB is to watch to see when the light turns green. If you can't handle having this job, please allow someone else to be the line leader. In this case, I won't DIE but I'll be really annoyed and I may just get out of my car, kick your butt and YOU may DIE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rule #5- The left lane is the FAST LANE. Left lane, fast lane. Repeat this to yourself as you're driving. If you find yourself in the left lane and people are passing you on your right-hand side (that's the hand that doesn't make the L with your thumb and index finger), then please, move over to the right lane. Left lane, fast lane. MOVE IT. Or you may DIE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rule #6- If you're driving the speed limit, or even 5 over the speed limit, and you see a cop, there is no need to slow down. NO NEED. Cops are out there to catch people who are SPEEDING. Just because in "speed limit" there appears the word "speed" this doesn't mean you are in fact speeding. The cop may pass you, pull out his gun, shoot you for being so dang slow, and you may DIE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rule #7- If I have my blinker on and I need to switch into your lane, even if it's in front of you because after all, I'm probably going faster than you are in the safest way possible, please don't speed up so I can't get in. There's no need for it. There's obviously a reason I need to be in your lane. I'm not doing this to piss you off.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you can't follow these simple 7 rules, then you, or someone around you, may DIE. No one wants that, unless you're the idiot that nobody else wants on the road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-2797492041850898477?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/2797492041850898477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=2797492041850898477&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/2797492041850898477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/2797492041850898477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2010/10/road-rage.html' title='Road Rage'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-8215288998929769703</id><published>2010-10-18T14:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T14:40:56.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just wanted you to go look at Jennie's pictures over on my photo blog. Her family is stunning. I'm lucky I got to take their pictures. I know most of you know her so just go on over there and admire her family.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://myblackbirdphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;myblackbirdphotography.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-8215288998929769703?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/8215288998929769703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=8215288998929769703&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/8215288998929769703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/8215288998929769703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2010/10/hi_18.html' title='Hi.'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-831519211049222884</id><published>2010-10-10T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T10:18:56.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Guys!</title><content type='html'>Sorry a lot of my posting has been about photography but I'm just getting it up and running and this is one of my ways of advertising it. Ya? Okay, so I'm here to let you know, so that you can let your friends and family know, about a partial giveaway I'm doing. So go to my photo blog for the details. It's over on the right of my blog. Thanks guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-831519211049222884?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/831519211049222884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=831519211049222884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/831519211049222884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/831519211049222884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2010/10/hey-guys.html' title='Hey Guys!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-7407519754509473137</id><published>2010-10-08T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T14:34:02.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just wanted to say how much I love these girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/34785003@N06/5037627477/" title="100929_0387 by Blackbird Phototographs, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="100929_0387" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4112/5037627477_94d707ff99.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/34785003@N06/5063499310/" title="100930_0576 by Blackbird Phototographs, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="100930_0576" height="500" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4127/5063499310_372392b8a2.jpg" width="357" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-7407519754509473137?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/7407519754509473137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=7407519754509473137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/7407519754509473137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/7407519754509473137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2010/10/hi.html' title='Hi'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4112/5037627477_94d707ff99_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-562481616395649691</id><published>2010-09-29T17:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T17:56:40.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TKPgPPWU1tI/AAAAAAAABkU/kjwCZM--nAg/s1600/Halloween.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TKPgPPWU1tI/AAAAAAAABkU/kjwCZM--nAg/s320/Halloween.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey guys, go to the right of my blog and click on my photography blog. There's a halloween deal going on that you might be interested in. Thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-562481616395649691?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/562481616395649691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=562481616395649691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/562481616395649691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/562481616395649691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2010/09/halloween-treat.html' title='Halloween Treat'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TKPgPPWU1tI/AAAAAAAABkU/kjwCZM--nAg/s72-c/Halloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-2487728644964050040</id><published>2010-09-25T21:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T21:23:19.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I ain't no holla back girl</title><content type='html'>hey, i put up my photography blog again. check it out &lt;a href="http://myblackbirdphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;HERRRRRR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Tell all of your family, friends, enemies, cats and dogs. thanks guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-2487728644964050040?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/2487728644964050040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=2487728644964050040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/2487728644964050040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/2487728644964050040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-aint-no-holla-back-girl.html' title='I ain&apos;t no holla back girl'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-2330771561570515176</id><published>2010-09-20T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T22:21:31.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn Jane-1 Year Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is my friend's little girl. She's so cute. She's the perfect mix between her mom and dad so obviously they're both pretty good looking. And what makes this girl REALLY cool? She and I share the same birthday (which is this Wednesday, ahem). This was a fun shoot. I'm glad I'm getting back into this, I forgot how much I enjoy it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;P.S. These photos weren't taken with my new camera that I was talking about earlier. I should be receiving that on Wednesday or Thursday. So these aren't the BEST quality they could be but they're pretty good for the camera I used.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TJg_G42ZQSI/AAAAAAAABgw/cq-Cav1UpUE/s1600/100917_0153.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TJg_G42ZQSI/AAAAAAAABgw/cq-Cav1UpUE/s400/100917_0153.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TJg_eFJaVVI/AAAAAAAABhI/mQ9p1zK6Chk/s1600/bw100917_0150.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TJg_eFJaVVI/AAAAAAAABhI/mQ9p1zK6Chk/s400/bw100917_0150.jpg" width="286" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TJg_0FCYs-I/AAAAAAAABhY/LQJKfqQ8rqo/s1600/bw100917_0243.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TJg_0FCYs-I/AAAAAAAABhY/LQJKfqQ8rqo/s400/bw100917_0243.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TJg_nVmvYwI/AAAAAAAABhQ/ws1PYFK88AQ/s1600/bw100917_0245.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TJg_nVmvYwI/AAAAAAAABhQ/ws1PYFK88AQ/s400/bw100917_0245.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TJg_RJqcRCI/AAAAAAAABg4/YSP_9k1IOU0/s1600/100917_0253.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TJg_RJqcRCI/AAAAAAAABg4/YSP_9k1IOU0/s400/100917_0253.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TJg_b2mEwoI/AAAAAAAABhA/RDScLgkK9O0/s1600/100917_0269.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TJg_b2mEwoI/AAAAAAAABhA/RDScLgkK9O0/s400/100917_0269.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-2330771561570515176?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/2330771561570515176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=2330771561570515176&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/2330771561570515176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/2330771561570515176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2010/09/autumn-jane-1-year-photos.html' title='Autumn Jane-1 Year Photos'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TJg_G42ZQSI/AAAAAAAABgw/cq-Cav1UpUE/s72-c/100917_0153.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-8186241438019243415</id><published>2010-09-19T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T07:15:05.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Action</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TJbbnPeNe_I/AAAAAAAABgQ/l1MDJToWAfA/s1600/bw100914_0018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TJbbnPeNe_I/AAAAAAAABgQ/l1MDJToWAfA/s400/bw100914_0018.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hey guys! long time no talk, right? that's 'cause i've been busy. busy having no money haha. SOOO because i'm sick of THAT going on, i'm starting up my photography business again. i'm going to do $200 for families of 5 or less and $150 for children (up to 2 kids, $25 for every extra child) disc of images included in both prices. please contact me at Stephwest922@gmail.com to schedule a session. eventually i'll have my old blog up again and website, yadda, yadda, yadda. but i don't feel like doing that quite yet so everything will be posted on this here family blog for now. i'm waiting for my new AWESOME camera and lenses. i seriously can't sleep 'cause i'm so excited. i've been dreaming about this day forever and it's finally here (almost). k peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TJbb_FQpgxI/AAAAAAAABgg/whP8FPeqTQE/s1600/100914_0016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TJbb_FQpgxI/AAAAAAAABgg/whP8FPeqTQE/s400/100914_0016.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TJbcKqUqcRI/AAAAAAAABgo/CrSrMlebnQw/s1600/100914_0013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TJbcKqUqcRI/AAAAAAAABgo/CrSrMlebnQw/s400/100914_0013.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TJbbza7HPGI/AAAAAAAABgY/a-UmZcuTNjk/s1600/bw100914_0017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TJbbza7HPGI/AAAAAAAABgY/a-UmZcuTNjk/s400/bw100914_0017.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-8186241438019243415?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/8186241438019243415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=8186241438019243415&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/8186241438019243415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/8186241438019243415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2010/09/back-in-action.html' title='Back in Action'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TJbbnPeNe_I/AAAAAAAABgQ/l1MDJToWAfA/s72-c/bw100914_0018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-341618959996085803</id><published>2010-08-01T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T09:59:22.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have been doing stuff. Picture overload.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWhkbU7sKI/AAAAAAAABbw/aJ1FfGwl9LE/s1600/IMG_2041.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWhkbU7sKI/AAAAAAAABbw/aJ1FfGwl9LE/s400/IMG_2041.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWhq7T13PI/AAAAAAAABb4/gf_3CtaryLU/s1600/IMG_2034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWhq7T13PI/AAAAAAAABb4/gf_3CtaryLU/s400/IMG_2034.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWhwoNw9vI/AAAAAAAABcA/sSG4nlVv5sk/s1600/IMG_1937.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWhwoNw9vI/AAAAAAAABcA/sSG4nlVv5sk/s400/IMG_1937.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWh2VSlTDI/AAAAAAAABcI/wy7WPZ15wJg/s1600/IMG_2008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWh2VSlTDI/AAAAAAAABcI/wy7WPZ15wJg/s400/IMG_2008.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWh94wi6hI/AAAAAAAABcQ/Y-AdzCacaNw/s1600/IMG_1990.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWh94wi6hI/AAAAAAAABcQ/Y-AdzCacaNw/s400/IMG_1990.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWiEMLuSFI/AAAAAAAABcY/y3p-ili4Lig/s1600/IMG_bw1987.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWiEMLuSFI/AAAAAAAABcY/y3p-ili4Lig/s400/IMG_bw1987.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWiLnYdwTI/AAAAAAAABcg/_dL3JP8lEI4/s1600/IMG_1978.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWiLnYdwTI/AAAAAAAABcg/_dL3JP8lEI4/s400/IMG_1978.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWikSV0a5I/AAAAAAAABdI/gfSmZIGlFno/s1600/IMG_1551.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWikSV0a5I/AAAAAAAABdI/gfSmZIGlFno/s400/IMG_1551.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pop Rocks.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWiTrJB38I/AAAAAAAABco/2b-69FarH2U/s1600/IMG_1968.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWiTrJB38I/AAAAAAAABco/2b-69FarH2U/s400/IMG_1968.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWiY4cTKoI/AAAAAAAABcw/3LTyEt9MenE/s1600/IMG_1965.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWiY4cTKoI/AAAAAAAABcw/3LTyEt9MenE/s400/IMG_1965.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWieQRtm8I/AAAAAAAABc4/--a6uN5NDac/s1600/IMG_1953.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWieQRtm8I/AAAAAAAABc4/--a6uN5NDac/s400/IMG_1953.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWihlwTk9I/AAAAAAAABdA/egnue2pPLv8/s1600/IMG_1656.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWihlwTk9I/AAAAAAAABdA/egnue2pPLv8/s400/IMG_1656.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWipSqG_sI/AAAAAAAABdQ/Ha2CPBOoMaI/s1600/IMG_1521.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWipSqG_sI/AAAAAAAABdQ/Ha2CPBOoMaI/s400/IMG_1521.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWitUXRnaI/AAAAAAAABdY/GMt3hil_MgA/s1600/IMG_1463.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWitUXRnaI/AAAAAAAABdY/GMt3hil_MgA/s400/IMG_1463.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWiyM5YnfI/AAAAAAAABdg/se4oKyAT0Zs/s1600/IMG_1644.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWiyM5YnfI/AAAAAAAABdg/se4oKyAT0Zs/s400/IMG_1644.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWk11281gI/AAAAAAAABfw/Ebp0LNg_JkQ/s1600/IMG_1845.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWk11281gI/AAAAAAAABfw/Ebp0LNg_JkQ/s400/IMG_1845.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fireworks&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWi2R-0gyI/AAAAAAAABdo/x8BbXv2zYlo/s1600/IMG_1441.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWi2R-0gyI/AAAAAAAABdo/x8BbXv2zYlo/s400/IMG_1441.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goofy kids.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWi6-77ljI/AAAAAAAABdw/i-mUMr21WCs/s1600/IMG_1442.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWi6-77ljI/AAAAAAAABdw/i-mUMr21WCs/s400/IMG_1442.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sleeping with daddy.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWi-SgLKfI/AAAAAAAABd4/GGDh8N3Dnng/s1600/IMG_1640.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWi-SgLKfI/AAAAAAAABd4/GGDh8N3Dnng/s400/IMG_1640.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bike rides almost every day.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWjFu6yuVI/AAAAAAAABeA/I8lhzhSyptM/s1600/IMG_1546.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWjFu6yuVI/AAAAAAAABeA/I8lhzhSyptM/s400/IMG_1546.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;neighborhood bike gang.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWjJIvm-wI/AAAAAAAABeI/ZpIQuc5Wr3Q/s1600/IMG_1498.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWjJIvm-wI/AAAAAAAABeI/ZpIQuc5Wr3Q/s400/IMG_1498.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can't go wrong with underwear and boots.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWjL7TmIEI/AAAAAAAABeQ/ZvDiVi2q76c/s1600/IMG_1494.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWjL7TmIEI/AAAAAAAABeQ/ZvDiVi2q76c/s400/IMG_1494.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ivy's blessing day.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWjiBBG2WI/AAAAAAAABeo/IsR462ac_6A/s1600/IMG_1918.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWjiBBG2WI/AAAAAAAABeo/IsR462ac_6A/s400/IMG_1918.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hanging out with Cohen.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWj2jtNZjI/AAAAAAAABe4/sd59ACP_p-g/s1600/IMG_1649.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWj2jtNZjI/AAAAAAAABe4/sd59ACP_p-g/s400/IMG_1649.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;At McDonalds with Cohen.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWkOScXl0I/AAAAAAAABfA/yAS9REELPII/s1600/IMG_1913.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWkOScXl0I/AAAAAAAABfA/yAS9REELPII/s400/IMG_1913.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fireworks with the neighbors.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWkSZ3fexI/AAAAAAAABfI/WIByu0hfxb4/s1600/IMG_1883.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWkSZ3fexI/AAAAAAAABfI/WIByu0hfxb4/s400/IMG_1883.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fireworks with Family.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWkaFRx8yI/AAAAAAAABfQ/c1oAkX03PBk/s1600/IMG_1861.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWkaFRx8yI/AAAAAAAABfQ/c1oAkX03PBk/s400/IMG_1861.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ivy loves the sink just like Claire did.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWkfLgXOwI/AAAAAAAABfY/_Hz3iAHcCRY/s1600/IMG_1819.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWkfLgXOwI/AAAAAAAABfY/_Hz3iAHcCRY/s400/IMG_1819.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hanging out with Cohen.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWkngmbx6I/AAAAAAAABfg/_hczfKnlWI4/s1600/IMG_1821.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWkngmbx6I/AAAAAAAABfg/_hczfKnlWI4/s400/IMG_1821.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hugging Cohen.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWjPIa5m6I/AAAAAAAABeY/A4Kqf29xR5U/s1600/IMG_1496.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWjPIa5m6I/AAAAAAAABeY/A4Kqf29xR5U/s400/IMG_1496.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWjnQFs8EI/AAAAAAAABew/fPNLfC_KGoU/s1600/IMG_1715.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWjnQFs8EI/AAAAAAAABew/fPNLfC_KGoU/s400/IMG_1715.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWkvvJhYfI/AAAAAAAABfo/j7qhF_6mWV4/s1600/IMG_1833.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWkvvJhYfI/AAAAAAAABfo/j7qhF_6mWV4/s400/IMG_1833.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWk91PKsAI/AAAAAAAABf4/tR-bEeevksE/s1600/IMG_1840.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWk91PKsAI/AAAAAAAABf4/tR-bEeevksE/s400/IMG_1840.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWjUoV455I/AAAAAAAABeg/NSdn_qugGgs/s1600/IMG_1472.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWjUoV455I/AAAAAAAABeg/NSdn_qugGgs/s400/IMG_1472.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hanging out with Cohen... again.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-341618959996085803?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/341618959996085803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=341618959996085803&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/341618959996085803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/341618959996085803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-have-been-doing-stuff-picture.html' title='I have been doing stuff. Picture overload.'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/TFWhkbU7sKI/AAAAAAAABbw/aJ1FfGwl9LE/s72-c/IMG_2041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-4388072190567666518</id><published>2010-06-07T21:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T21:13:50.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best ever</title><content type='html'>I'm pretty sure &lt;a href="http://simplicityphotography.com/blog/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; photographer is the best ever. I have yet to find someone I love more than her. She's amazing, in my book. I hope to be like her someday. ::sigh::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-4388072190567666518?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/4388072190567666518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=4388072190567666518&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/4388072190567666518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/4388072190567666518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2010/06/best-ever.html' title='Best ever'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-3355768084287561453</id><published>2010-05-25T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T06:41:26.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sister photos gone wrong</title><content type='html'>i tried to get some cute photos of claire and ivy together, instead i got these....&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S_vSdi_uV4I/AAAAAAAABag/XxFGq5rusS4/s1600/IMG_1410.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S_vSdi_uV4I/AAAAAAAABag/XxFGq5rusS4/s400/IMG_1410.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S_vShjZviTI/AAAAAAAABao/kdCqr5OCLAE/s1600/IMG_1411.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S_vShjZviTI/AAAAAAAABao/kdCqr5OCLAE/s400/IMG_1411.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S_vSlYEYrKI/AAAAAAAABaw/e2CK3WtSRDw/s1600/IMG_1412.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S_vSlYEYrKI/AAAAAAAABaw/e2CK3WtSRDw/s400/IMG_1412.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S_vSpIpjvqI/AAAAAAAABa4/onNKHf3YOK8/s1600/IMG_1413.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S_vS33fYBiI/AAAAAAAABbY/k79fg-mj-78/s400/IMG_1417.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S_vS7uXNlVI/AAAAAAAABbg/8wWmz1-q_r0/s1600/IMG_1418.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S_vS7uXNlVI/AAAAAAAABbg/8wWmz1-q_r0/s400/IMG_1418.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S_vS_Do37pI/AAAAAAAABbo/GO70ocfGcss/s1600/IMG_1419.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S_vS_Do37pI/AAAAAAAABbo/GO70ocfGcss/s400/IMG_1419.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-3355768084287561453?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/3355768084287561453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=3355768084287561453&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/3355768084287561453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/3355768084287561453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2010/05/sister-photos-gone-wrong.html' title='sister photos gone wrong'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S_vSdi_uV4I/AAAAAAAABag/XxFGq5rusS4/s72-c/IMG_1410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-4975186268795359181</id><published>2010-05-17T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T19:20:39.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh yeah..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;my friend che' and i let our girls paint on themselves and each other the other day. it was fun to watch. i'm only putting pictures of claire up 'cause i'm not sure if che' wants me putting kenna on my blog almost naked. i on the other hand don't care haha. does that make me bad?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S_H462DOvAI/AAAAAAAABaA/PoBmb5JcYNA/s1600/IMG_1341.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S_H462DOvAI/AAAAAAAABaA/PoBmb5JcYNA/s400/IMG_1341.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S_H5AnHK1kI/AAAAAAAABaI/9LRUXoof8F8/s1600/IMG_1340.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S_H5AnHK1kI/AAAAAAAABaI/9LRUXoof8F8/s400/IMG_1340.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S_H5FcQofVI/AAAAAAAABaQ/JHJZt43VMBc/s1600/IMG_1339.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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I KNOW! she's 2 MONTHS OLD ALREADY. geeze, before i know it i'm going to be 45 and wrinkly. crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S_DChrrSbhI/AAAAAAAABZw/SWnVYhkMfsc/s1600/IMG_1370.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S_DChrrSbhI/AAAAAAAABZw/SWnVYhkMfsc/s400/IMG_1370.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S_DCld-iD6I/AAAAAAAABZ4/NI_U-UUzJyM/s1600/IMG_1372.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S_DCld-iD6I/AAAAAAAABZ4/NI_U-UUzJyM/s400/IMG_1372.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ivy's stats: 95th percentile for height, 75th for weight and 50th for head. she's a big girl, which is no surprise since claire was a fatty boombalatti but i compared their stats from when claire was 2 months and ivy's way huge. granted, claire was 5 1/2 weeks early BUT STILL. ivy's what some people would call large. good thing she's so freaking cute. she's been smiling a ton lately and hates being on her tummy. she loves it when i sing to her and she loves it when i make funny faces at her. she loves taking baths and she kicks her legs wildly whenever we put her in there, that's our favorite thing. she even gets these crazy eyes while she's kicking. she's recently getting over her baby acne which is amazing 'cause that wasn't very attractive. hopefully she won't get it that bad during puberty... yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S_DCXUM9I6I/AAAAAAAABZg/qSAjK5_Ib38/s1600/IMG_1376.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S_DCXUM9I6I/AAAAAAAABZg/qSAjK5_Ib38/s400/IMG_1376.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being a mother has made me realize how much heavenly father loves me. but being a mother of two has confirmed that even more. he loves all of us equally and sooo much more than we love our own children. it's so amazing. even those people we look at and say, "hahaha look how ugly they are!" (just kidding) he loves them too! it's actually made me be less judgmental toward everyone which is a good thing 'cause i was pretty harsh sometimes over the stupidest things. being a mom has definitely changed me for the better in every way (except for the boobs, i've become a member of the "do your boobs hang low?" club). i love being a mom and there's nothing else i'd rather be doing. i love staying home with my girls and watching them grow, watching them mimic the things i do and watching them learn. they're so amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S_DCd03t6ZI/AAAAAAAABZo/e_6I3_XaNKg/s1600/IMG_1362.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S_DCd03t6ZI/AAAAAAAABZo/e_6I3_XaNKg/s400/IMG_1362.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-8443376200734452976?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/8443376200734452976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=8443376200734452976&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/8443376200734452976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/8443376200734452976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-hate-blogging.html' title='I hate Blogging'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S_DChrrSbhI/AAAAAAAABZw/SWnVYhkMfsc/s72-c/IMG_1370.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-3568855093528582256</id><published>2010-04-27T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T19:38:48.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Get Married!</title><content type='html'>Today we were supposed to go to the zoo but I'm glad we didn't because then I wouldn't have gone to Jenn's house and I wouldn't have taken this picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S9efCJsWNKI/AAAAAAAABZc/6JLhoZj3Spk/s1600/IMG_1317.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S9efCJsWNKI/AAAAAAAABZc/6JLhoZj3Spk/s400/IMG_1317.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These two get along so well, for the most part (they have very similar personalities, probably 'cause Jenn and I parent very similarly). Claire kept running around saying, "Let's get married, Cohen!" and they started running around in circles and she then said, "This is how we get married!" She always tells me she's going to marry Cohen. It's the cutest thing ever. I love watching her and her friends play together. What a cute couple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-3568855093528582256?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/3568855093528582256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=3568855093528582256&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/3568855093528582256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/3568855093528582256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2010/04/lets-get-married.html' title='Let&apos;s Get Married!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S9efCJsWNKI/AAAAAAAABZc/6JLhoZj3Spk/s72-c/IMG_1317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-8299498539439888361</id><published>2010-03-22T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T14:02:43.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story of Ivy</title><content type='html'>Okay. I'm really bad at telling stories but here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really started with a feeling. Friday night I kept getting some butterflies in my stomach but didn't want to say anything 'cause I hate being wrong haha. So I just kept it to myself. When I'm pregnant, it's not uncommon for me to wake up starving, so usually I go downstairs and down an instant breakfast or eat a bowl of cereal. Well, in the middle of the night Friday night I woke up hungry but I said to myself, "No, don't go eat anything, I'm pretty sure this baby is going to come tomorrow." So I just dealt with the hunger and tried SO hard to go back to sleep. I woke up at 7:30a.m. feeling a little anxious. I went to the bathroom, went pee (sorry) and I thought I felt a little bit more liquid than normal. Again, I didn't want to say anything or get my hopes up so I just quickly got in the shower... Just in case (plus, I wanted to look as good as I could for any photo opps that may be coming... obviously).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard Levi wake up so I called him into the bathroom and said, "Don't get your hopes up, but my water may have broken." He just said, "Okay." haha. So I got out of the shower, put my body lotion on, underwear, etc. then went and sat down on my bed to put my foot lotion on. When I was finished, I stood up and WOOSH, out came a TON of water (amniotic fluid, right?). There wasn't a question this time whether or not my water had broke. I would have been really worried if it hadn't been that. Serious bladder problems. Claire said, "Mom, what'd you do?" "Well sweetie, my water broke." "Your water bottle broke?" "No, my water." After that, I went back into the bathroom and did my hair and gathered some things I felt I needed for the hospital that wasn't packed in my hospital bag (that I packed 5 weeks prior just in case). Claire then came into the bathroom and said, "Mom, clean up your pee!" At least she won't be embarrassed if she pees her pants anytime soon, she'll probably just say, "That's okay, my mom does that sometimes." and she'll say it to someone who doesn't know this story and they'll think I'm a huge weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, off to the hospital we go. Don't worry, I stuffed a huge towel down my pants, that feels AWESOME. Levi's dad came to get Claire and we walked inside the hospital. They checked to make sure my water did in fact break and it had. Phew. So we waited about 2 hours 'cause there was another surgery being done and some girl came in with really bad contractions FLIPPING out and screaming so she had to get taken care of first. They also had to drain my stomach of the water I drank that morning. I don't think I've ever been so hungry in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's back up a bit. When I had Claire my water broke as well, and she was a big 5 1/2 week early surprise. So when I had a C-section they had no idea how much I had eaten beforehand so they pumped me full of whatever it is they give you to numb your body. I was numb up to my chest and was hyperventilating 'cause your brain thinks you can't breathe. That's why I didn't eat anything Friday night when I woke up hungry, I didn't want that to happen again. SO, now that I've cleared that up. They numbed me and I was so scared it was going to go to my chest again that I started freaking out haha. So the anesthesiologist (wow I spelled that right without spell check) gave me some oxygen and I calmed down after realizing it wasn't going past my ribs. After about 15 minutes, maybe, Ivy was pulled out of my stomach! So here's where the miracle happens....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After they clean the baby up, weigh them, cut the umbilical cord, all that stuff, they draw some of the baby's blood to test for jaundice and other things. WELL, the nurse had some extra blood so she just randomly checked her blood sugar. Now, that is NOT normal procedure. They usually only check that if they know the mom had gestational diabetes, the baby's premature, or the baby's very large. I guess if the baby has low blood sugar they act a certain way, too. Ivy was not acting strange, she wasn't premature, she wasn't abnormally heavy, and we didn't know if I had gestational diabetes so the fact that the nurse checked her blood sugar was totally random and awesome. A newborn baby's blood sugar is supposed to be above 45 (whatever that means) and hers was at a 12! YIKES! So they rushed to get an iv in her and pumped her full of glucose. She had the IV most of the time we were in the hospital and I was thrilled when they took her off and she was maintaing a healthy blood sugar level on her own. So, you're probably wondering what would have happened if they hadn't caught this, right? Well, she would have been developmentally slow and we wouldn't have known it until she got older. So thank goodness they caught it! And what's even COOLER, is Levi had given me a blessing before the surgery and he had said, "The doctors and nurses will be inspired if anything goes wrong and they'll know how to fix any problems that may arise." Naturally I said, "Oh crap, what's going to happen to me." But it wasn't me it was Ivy and I'm so grateful the nurse listened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we're home now and we're adjusting to having 2 kids. I've quit nursing as of today because it hurt like a motha and it just wasn't for me really. A huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders and I feel less stressed. It's awesome. I'm also amazed at how much I love Ivy as much as I love Claire. I love being with both of them and they make me so happy. Kids are good. It's also a good thing Levi grew up with all sisters, he's used to being outnumbered. He's such a good dad, too. He plays prince and princess with Claire all the time and he's so good at pretending with her. So basically we have a really cool family haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-8299498539439888361?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/8299498539439888361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=8299498539439888361&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/8299498539439888361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/8299498539439888361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2010/03/story-of-ivy.html' title='The Story of Ivy'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-4613199774493705355</id><published>2010-03-18T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T13:12:43.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ivy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here are just some pictures. I'll post the story later. There's quite a miracle involved and I'm not just talking about the birth of Ivy alone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S6KId3oVNqI/AAAAAAAABYQ/MMdl14ojm78/s1600-h/IMG_1113.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S6KId3oVNqI/AAAAAAAABYQ/MMdl14ojm78/s320/IMG_1113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S6KIigKopPI/AAAAAAAABYY/NZLmedrOzwA/s1600-h/IMG_1116.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S6KIigKopPI/AAAAAAAABYY/NZLmedrOzwA/s320/IMG_1116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S6KIm8TDGFI/AAAAAAAABYg/dxtu5nPP4nI/s1600-h/IMG_1129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S6KIm8TDGFI/AAAAAAAABYg/dxtu5nPP4nI/s320/IMG_1129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S6KIrkGegaI/AAAAAAAABYo/iqjQYs7Iw6M/s1600-h/IMG_1145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S6KIrkGegaI/AAAAAAAABYo/iqjQYs7Iw6M/s320/IMG_1145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S6KIxUmd2AI/AAAAAAAABYw/T1x66JwocGE/s1600-h/IMG_1146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S6KIxUmd2AI/AAAAAAAABYw/T1x66JwocGE/s320/IMG_1146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S6KI2fAd8UI/AAAAAAAABY4/oQZDbEW2krA/s1600-h/IMG_1151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S6KI2fAd8UI/AAAAAAAABY4/oQZDbEW2krA/s320/IMG_1151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S6KI70RI7OI/AAAAAAAABZA/trcp1c4SlyE/s1600-h/IMG_1153.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S6KI70RI7OI/AAAAAAAABZA/trcp1c4SlyE/s320/IMG_1153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-4613199774493705355?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/4613199774493705355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=4613199774493705355&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/4613199774493705355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/4613199774493705355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2010/03/ivy.html' title='Ivy'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S6KId3oVNqI/AAAAAAAABYQ/MMdl14ojm78/s72-c/IMG_1113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-4389941157958065054</id><published>2010-02-07T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T15:15:00.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update On Sleeping</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to let everyone know ('cause I know there are some of you who were so very concerned) that Claire has been sleeping again for the past week and a half or so. I'm SOOOO happy. I feel a lot better. She's decided to just stop napping but I'm hoping that's another phase she'll soon grow out of. However, I'm not upset about her not napping 'cause she goes to bed earlier and SUPER fast since she's so worn out. So good things are happening. Now let's get this baby out of me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-4389941157958065054?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/4389941157958065054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=4389941157958065054&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/4389941157958065054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/4389941157958065054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2010/02/update-on-sleeping.html' title='Update On Sleeping'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-5942489148309520551</id><published>2010-01-29T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T13:50:53.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't be fooled...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S2NSEq0EFRI/AAAAAAAABYI/xU1DrScbyqw/s1600-h/IMG_0604.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S2NSEq0EFRI/AAAAAAAABYI/xU1DrScbyqw/s400/IMG_0604.jpg" width="261" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See this cute little girl? Yes, I see her. She's soooo cute and has a wonderful personality... and then NIGHT comes. Holy CRAP, Claire. She used to be SUCH a great sleeper. She started sleeping through the night at 2 months old. She would fall asleep on her own at 1 year old, and that's only because Levi and I thoroughly enjoyed rocking her to sleep. But NOW. She keeps waking up at night and it's driving me crazy. Last night for a full hour, without any breaks, or breaths it seemed like, she PATIENTLY said over and over again, "Come here, Mooooom." in her sweet little voice. Finally I went in there thinking, "Well there must be something wrong." There was; she had to go pee and she was hungry. She begged for milk, and I said no and she SCREAMED. (she never does that. Ever.) So I asked, "Are you hungry?" and she said, "Yes, I'm really, really hungry." So I got her some milk and she calmed down. I just laid with her for a second and she fell asleep. I snuck out of her room and 10 minutes later she realized I wasn't there and started calling for me again but with a little cry this time. Levi could see my frustration, so even though he had to go to work this morning, he offered to try and help. I knew this wouldn't work. I'm the ONLY person on this Earth she'll fall asleep for. I thought maybe, JUST MAYBE it'll work. NOPE. She SCREAMED her head off and flailed as if he were abusing her. Seriously, frightening screams were coming from this girl. So I went in, picked her up, brought her in my room and she fell asleep in there. (I was really trying to avoid bringing her into my room at all costs, but at this point I had been up for 3 hours.) I found out she's getting another molar in, but I gave her some IBuprofen before she went to bed and by the time she woke up in the middle of the night it shouldn't have worn off yet. I'm thinking maybe she's going through a growth spurt and she really IS just starving in the middle of the night, but why oh why won't she go BACK to sleep after I go in to see what she needs? If anyone has any suggestions, please feel free to share. Even if you're stalking my blog and I don't know you and you have the best advice ever, please share. I guess I could try ignoring her ALL night but what if she really is hungry? I don't want to make her starve, ya know? I've also tried feeding her right before she goes to sleep, no drinks, though. We don't give her anything to drink an hour and a half before she goes to bed. And one night, I'm pretty sure she had a nightmare about someone stealing her clip out of her hair. She said, "No! Don't take my clip out! No!" I just wish I knew how to fix this because I'll be waking up with a newborn in about 6 weeks and I can't have Claire waking up as well, especially since she won't let Levi have anything to do with her in that situation. This is the part where you feel bad for me. And go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-5942489148309520551?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/5942489148309520551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=5942489148309520551&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/5942489148309520551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/5942489148309520551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-be-fooled.html' title='Don&apos;t be fooled...'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S2NSEq0EFRI/AAAAAAAABYI/xU1DrScbyqw/s72-c/IMG_0604.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-8258516879989906080</id><published>2010-01-13T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T13:57:33.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance, dance do the dance</title><content type='html'>Last Wednesday Claire started her first dance class. I thought it was going to be more like gymnastics, where she would flip if the teacher tried to get her to do anything, turns out she loves it. I'm so glad, too, because it's the most fun thing to watch. I'm sure having a boy is awesome and everything, but having a girl is all I know and I LOVE every second of it. Even when she's dramatic (and lately, she's been that a lot) I just think it's hilarious. I always thought I'd want all boys since I'm more on the tomboyish side. I danced when I was really little, just like every little girl, but I ended up being more into sports, blood, and dirt. I thought I'd never know what to do with a girl if I ever had one. Then I was given one of the girliest girls I've ever met. She's definitely brought out the girl in me. I used to HATE the color pink, but it's her favorite and now I've seriously grown to love it. And no matter how hard I try to get her to play basketball with me or play catch, she'll either have nothing to do with it altogether or just amuse me for a minute and then walk away. But I love everything about her, especially her girliness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S04_3LJxNII/AAAAAAAABWc/L6gRYrRLj6Y/s1600-h/IMG_0411.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S04_3LJxNII/AAAAAAAABWc/L6gRYrRLj6Y/s400/IMG_0411.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S04_4TnAQ3I/AAAAAAAABWk/YiJ7BOOC3rE/s1600-h/IMG_0412.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S04_4TnAQ3I/AAAAAAAABWk/YiJ7BOOC3rE/s400/IMG_0412.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S04_55KFDpI/AAAAAAAABWs/A9PsISJG3s0/s1600-h/IMG_0413.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S04_55KFDpI/AAAAAAAABWs/A9PsISJG3s0/s400/IMG_0413.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S05AMfpRR2I/AAAAAAAABXU/MwXSSnxJgpQ/s1600-h/IMG_0414.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S05AMfpRR2I/AAAAAAAABXU/MwXSSnxJgpQ/s400/IMG_0414.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S04_7khH9hI/AAAAAAAABW0/RwJEBn5IQJs/s1600-h/IMG_0417.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S04_7khH9hI/AAAAAAAABW0/RwJEBn5IQJs/s400/IMG_0417.png" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S04_9IVFezI/AAAAAAAABW8/XdVfxBJ8KUE/s1600-h/IMG_0418.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S04_9IVFezI/AAAAAAAABW8/XdVfxBJ8KUE/s400/IMG_0418.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S04__YfGbNI/AAAAAAAABXE/O22-IAJsZ2U/s1600-h/IMG_0419.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S04__YfGbNI/AAAAAAAABXE/O22-IAJsZ2U/s400/IMG_0419.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S05AALvsaDI/AAAAAAAABXM/K_6OWQ4wCiE/s1600-h/IMG_0425.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S05AALvsaDI/AAAAAAAABXM/K_6OWQ4wCiE/s400/IMG_0425.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-8258516879989906080?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/8258516879989906080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=8258516879989906080&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/8258516879989906080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/8258516879989906080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2010/01/dance-dance-do-dance.html' title='Dance, dance do the dance'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S04_3LJxNII/AAAAAAAABWc/L6gRYrRLj6Y/s72-c/IMG_0411.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-7874030915153681082</id><published>2010-01-06T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T19:12:14.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Photos of Claire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't done this in a while and I just took Claire out the other day and bribed her to let me take some photos of her. She was so cute but it only lasted 2 minutes haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S0VQNb1GzJI/AAAAAAAABVk/58HONYo9j8s/s1600-h/IMG_00348.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S0VQNb1GzJI/AAAAAAAABVk/58HONYo9j8s/s400/IMG_00348.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S0VQNb1GzJI/AAAAAAAABVk/58HONYo9j8s/s1600-h/IMG_00348.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S0VQXTAvvsI/AAAAAAAABVs/M2Bl_22HcaY/s1600-h/IMG_00341.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S0VQXTAvvsI/AAAAAAAABVs/M2Bl_22HcaY/s400/IMG_00341.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S0VQf-MTqnI/AAAAAAAABV0/F34wtKII3jA/s1600-h/IMG_00323.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S0VQf-MTqnI/AAAAAAAABV0/F34wtKII3jA/s400/IMG_00323.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-7874030915153681082?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/7874030915153681082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=7874030915153681082&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/7874030915153681082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/7874030915153681082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2010/01/few-photos-of-claire.html' title='A Few Photos of Claire'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/S0VQNb1GzJI/AAAAAAAABVk/58HONYo9j8s/s72-c/IMG_00348.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-1932414315229055154</id><published>2009-12-21T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T12:57:35.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Training</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;We did it! We potty trained Claire. How awesome is that? The answer is VERY awesome. I've been wanting to potty train her forever but she just hasn't ever wanted to. Well, these past 2 weeks she's been sick so we've just stayed at home all day, every day. Well, I guess she got bored and wanted something new to do so she decided she wanted to be potty trained! It started Wednesday night when she just randomly wanted to go in the potty. So then Thursday I just let her run around naked and she went pee AND poop in the potty (from what I understand, a lot of kids have a harder time pooping in the potty, not all, but a lot of kids). Well, she did really well and we even went to the store on Saturday night to test it out and she didn't have an accident there, either! I tried on Friday night (I think) to have her sleep without a diaper but she wouldn't fall asleep, she just kept asking to go pee 'cause she was frightened to death of peeing in her bed. She's the type who always wants to do things right so I think it was causing her some anxiety (I wonder where she got that from? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Levi&lt;/span&gt;). So anyway, she wasn't falling asleep so I finally just put a diaper on her but she still would wake up wanting her diaper changed every time she peed in it. Last night, however, she refused to wear a diaper, had an accident and was very upset about it but she still refused to wear a diaper during her nap today. However, the smart person I am (thanks mom) I got those training pants. They're plastic pants that go over their underwear, sort of like those pool pants, only way thicker and HUGE... aka HOT. Not to mention they didn't have anymore girl ones so hers have cars that say, "beep, beep" on them. That'll save me (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Levi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;) from washing a lot of sheets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sy_dC0MJ3qI/AAAAAAAABVM/Hv_c12N30ME/s1600-h/IMG_0195.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sy_dC0MJ3qI/AAAAAAAABVM/Hv_c12N30ME/s640/IMG_0195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;Today we went to the store again but I brought her little potty with us in the car. She's scared of the big toilets 'cause she almost fell in hers the other day, I had to help her up. Anyway, so I brought her little potty in the car and if she had to go she would just go in there. She almost pooped her pants in Target but I grabbed her and sprinted out of the store. It was awesome and very superwoman-like of me. Needless to say, she had zero accidents while we were out and about, which was a relief! I'm VERY proud of her and this is a huge accomplishment for me, I truly thought I couldn't potty train her for some reason. I just thought I'd fail in that department. But then when it came down to it, I realized it doesn't have much to do with me but A LOT to do with her. So now I don't have a change another diaper for 3 more months!!!&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;/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/7237482374542797383-1932414315229055154?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/1932414315229055154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=1932414315229055154&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/1932414315229055154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/1932414315229055154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/12/potty-training.html' title='Potty Training'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sy_dC0MJ3qI/AAAAAAAABVM/Hv_c12N30ME/s72-c/IMG_0195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-3862881150831432386</id><published>2009-12-10T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T08:52:08.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Recipe Group</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-top: 3px; text-align: left; width: auto;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-top: 3px; text-align: left; width: auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Every month for the past 4 months, my friends and I have been having a recipe group. It's been really fun and this month it was at my house. I called dibs on Christmas 'cause as everyone knows by now, I LOVE Christmas. Levi thinks I act like a little kid around Christmastime. I just can't help myself, it really is the most wonderful time of the year. Anyway, at our recipe group we had appetizers, dinner, desserts, home-made presents, and Christmas Pictionary. It was the first time we were able to have everyone there! I had a lot of fun and I hope everyone else did as well! 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border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;Claire got a new big girl bed a while ago. It's not really "new" but new to her. It was mine from when I was little, up until I was maybe 16 years old. She, Levi and I painted it white to make it look not ghetto. She loves it and always wants to show it to everyone who comes over. I thought she'd fall off of it if I didn't get one of those side guard rails, but she doesn't! She makes sure to scoot all the way over to the wall so she doesn't fall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SxiQ9XKAosI/AAAAAAAABPo/ichd_DpAZxg/s400/IMG_0023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411234336148071106" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dean (Levi's dad) and Levi have built a new room down in our basement for the baby. I'm really excited about it! I thought it would be a bit small but it seems perfect for a baby's room. I can't wait 'till it's all finished and I can put the furniture in there. I'll post pictures when it's finished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the closet so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SxiRcVtH26I/AAAAAAAABQA/c_gOUz4RULI/s1600-h/IMG_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SxiRcVtH26I/AAAAAAAABQA/c_gOUz4RULI/s400/IMG_0012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411234868334418850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One side of the room, the closet and the entryway are to the right of this photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SxiRb8TlexI/AAAAAAAABP4/aj6bKyTDflM/s1600-h/IMG_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SxiRb8TlexI/AAAAAAAABP4/aj6bKyTDflM/s400/IMG_0014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411234861516421906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the other side of the room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SxiRbZX95jI/AAAAAAAABPw/TC9171r1Fsg/s400/IMG_0013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411234852139558450" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, Claire has never had very much hair but I'm showing proof that it IS growing. I can now put pigtails in the back of her hair. This is a big step and she LOVES having "two ponytails". She asks for them all the time but I rarely do it 'cause she doesn't have enough hair. Well, now she does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SxiQmGak7MI/AAAAAAAABPg/QGL67n3IdvM/s1600-h/IMG_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SxiQmGak7MI/AAAAAAAABPg/QGL67n3IdvM/s400/IMG_0018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411233936517164226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SxiQlkYPJEI/AAAAAAAABPY/1SWQsX6NZuQ/s1600-h/IMG_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SxiQlkYPJEI/AAAAAAAABPY/1SWQsX6NZuQ/s400/IMG_0015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411233927380542530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-6172157026912468719?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/6172157026912468719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=6172157026912468719&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/6172157026912468719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/6172157026912468719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/12/big-girl-bed-pigtails-and-babys-room.html' title='Big Girl Bed, Pigtails, and Baby&apos;s Room'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SxiQ9XKAosI/AAAAAAAABPo/ichd_DpAZxg/s72-c/IMG_0023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-7616949701904128244</id><published>2009-11-22T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T14:33:33.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm just going to keep doing this. Go to &lt;a href="http://phillipsfamily-jenn.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jenn's&lt;/a&gt; blog to read what I did with friends! Yay! hahahaha I'm so lazy. I feel the same way she does about the movie, too. We were talking about it afterwards with some girls. A conversation went something similar to this (may not be exact wording): Girl- "I think Jacob is so hot, I loved it when he took his shirt off." Jenn- "Have you ever seen Sharkboy and Lavagirl? Well, Jacob's really young in it and so it's hard for me to think he's hot, it totally ruined it for me." Me: "Yeah, his face ruined it for me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't think Edward's hot in the movie but I was watching an Ellen Show today that I recorded and he was super cute in the interview so maybe I do think he's a little good looking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, and P.S. I realize how horrible I look in the photo Jenn has on her blog. My face and boobs are taking over the photo and well, yuck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-7616949701904128244?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/7616949701904128244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=7616949701904128244&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/7616949701904128244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/7616949701904128244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-moon.html' title='New Moon'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-4153008184409448</id><published>2009-11-09T17:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T17:14:28.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trunk/Trick-Or-Treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know this is late. But here are some pictures of Claire on the Friday before Halloween trunk-or-treating and then on Halloween. She liked it on Friday but hated it on Saturday so I didn't get many photos of her on Halloween. Halloween... I just thought I'd say it again 'cause I said it like 6098 times. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;Halloween.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She sat super still while I put her makeup on. She loves makeup. What a cutie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Svi9ZeWrwlI/AAAAAAAABO4/SHclqp5A-zQ/s400/IMG_1350.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402275998373495378" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The result.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Svi8_X7978I/AAAAAAAABN8/JvRD9u2r8L0/s400/IMG_1356.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402275549974228930" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Svi8_9lh1HI/AAAAAAAABOI/jVP4PhkYGUU/s400/IMG_1358.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402275560080659570" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Claire and my mom (Claire calls her Grandma Sophie... That's her dog's name).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Svi9Z4Ex6vI/AAAAAAAABPA/D8WnAyQwYEc/s400/IMG_1384.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402276005277723378" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Svi9AQEoC_I/AAAAAAAABOU/fUugPl1Y9QY/s400/IMG_1376.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402275565042928626" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Halloween&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Svi9AxxGSJI/AAAAAAAABOg/6NTaeh8T8lM/s400/IMG_1390.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402275574087829650" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Claire with her Grandpa and Grandma Maverick (again, that's their dog's name, she came up with that to tell the difference between which grandma's house we were going to). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Svi9BjdhkLI/AAAAAAAABOs/sxcMnQgnxAE/s400/IMG_1392.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402275587427504306" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/7237482374542797383-4153008184409448?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/4153008184409448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=4153008184409448&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/4153008184409448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/4153008184409448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/11/trunktrick-or-treat.html' title='Trunk/Trick-Or-Treat'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Svi9ZeWrwlI/AAAAAAAABO4/SHclqp5A-zQ/s72-c/IMG_1350.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-3451476886619450696</id><published>2009-11-08T14:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T14:12:03.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Party</title><content type='html'>I'm so behind on blogging... because I don't feel like doing it. So go to Jenn's blog and read about a halloween party we went to. Click &lt;a href="http://phillipsfamily-jenn.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-party.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. As you can tell from all the pictures of Claire, she was REALLY excited to be there. Haha, she usually would have liked it except the last time we went to church (before this party) I ditched her in nursery. So the whole time she was scared I was going to leave her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-3451476886619450696?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/3451476886619450696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=3451476886619450696&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/3451476886619450696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/3451476886619450696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-party.html' title='Halloween Party'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-7122075988372791435</id><published>2009-10-27T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T19:31:52.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we played in the snow today. claire reallllly enjoyed it until she suddenly (and I mean very suddenly) realized that her hands were freezing. don't worry, i went out and bought her gloves afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SuesXL1b7QI/AAAAAAAABNs/F_i4S1QFVoQ/s400/IMG_07639.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397472192740715778" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SuesVyfDG6I/AAAAAAAABNk/9pEb5SC06Fo/s400/IMG_07628.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397472168756059042" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SuesVQhx66I/AAAAAAAABNc/SS4N7YAPXNA/s400/IMG_07625.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397472159640710050" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SuesUkqyemI/AAAAAAAABNU/fAIgfVA-k0o/s400/IMG_07621.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397472147867335266" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SuesUPJRIYI/AAAAAAAABNM/cs-nuZH6pd4/s400/IMG_07620.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397472142089593218" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Gooooo insiiiidddeee!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SueswsTf-oI/AAAAAAAABN0/4FLkBjj14Hw/s400/IMG_07643.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397472630953474690" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-7122075988372791435?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/7122075988372791435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=7122075988372791435&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/7122075988372791435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/7122075988372791435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/10/snow.html' title='Snow'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SuesXL1b7QI/AAAAAAAABNs/F_i4S1QFVoQ/s72-c/IMG_07639.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-6543805105998692523</id><published>2009-10-25T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T14:17:15.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Claire's 2nd Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Claire had two parties. A friends party and a family party. I was super excited about it the whole week before. I'm like a little kid when it comes to birthdays and Christmas, I get all giddy and can't sleep. So, having said that, the day of Claire's birthday I was completely exhausted from not getting any sleep! So, to those who did come, if I didn't seem like myself, that's why. Anyway, Claire loved the attention and had so much fun and just kept talking and talking about her "happy birthday". Thanks to everyone who came and for all the gifts. She gets so excited when she sees all her toys. She'll go downstairs and as if she's seeing everything for the first time, she excitedly yells out everything she sees. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SuS9jSut1fI/AAAAAAAABMc/IejFMNvwa0A/s400/IMG_1132.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396646667517548018" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She wasn't so sure about everyone singing "Happy Birthday" to her. She liked it way more during the family one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SuS9idkhTnI/AAAAAAAABMM/jBWUIyHYlbI/s400/IMG_1114.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396646653247704690" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had the kids paint pumpkins. Most of the kids weren't into it. Maybe they were a little young for this. Oh well, I thought it was a good idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SuS9iEpU1vI/AAAAAAAABME/Eau8BDGhNxU/s400/IMG_1111.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396646646556972786" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry Jenn, I know your eyes are closed in this one but i liked it of Cohen haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SuS9htBP8II/AAAAAAAABL8/Y6w9TUUKb3Y/s400/IMG_1107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396646640214864002" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Opening presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SuS9i3l6rQI/AAAAAAAABMU/KXcUR3-vzvo/s400/IMG_1124.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396646660232883458" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playing play-doh with her grandma's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SuS-6MbveCI/AAAAAAAABNE/7PgWKeQLFeA/s400/IMG_1192.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396648160475969570" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blake wanted to get in on some of the girly action.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SuS-56njs_I/AAAAAAAABM8/sIhHpNyx0C0/s400/IMG_1182.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396648155693691890" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trying out her new dress up shoes, baby, baby carrier and purse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SuS-5V3XtII/AAAAAAAABM0/d1jC4Co_xxk/s400/IMG_1173.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396648145827902594" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She did really well blowing out the candle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SuS-4x_szoI/AAAAAAAABMs/IOacAWHUd-8/s400/IMG_1155.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396648136199163522" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SuS-4Hh9jfI/AAAAAAAABMk/jPdKZCRABEQ/s400/IMG_1154.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396648124800142834" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-6543805105998692523?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/6543805105998692523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=6543805105998692523&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/6543805105998692523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/6543805105998692523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/10/claires-2nd-birthday.html' title='Claire&apos;s 2nd Birthday!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SuS9jSut1fI/AAAAAAAABMc/IejFMNvwa0A/s72-c/IMG_1132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-4048377995921814571</id><published>2009-10-11T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T14:13:00.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monster Hat</title><content type='html'>We (I) made a monster had at a craft class Claire goes to once a month. Cute, right?&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/StJJ6lMOJ-I/AAAAAAAABLM/yrqANL_5iLc/s400/IMG_1094.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391452974680516578" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She likes to wear towels on her head, like I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/StJJ7dxD0II/AAAAAAAABLU/qWamohV4dXg/s400/IMG_5971.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391452989867413634" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, did I mention she's cute?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/StJJ5dwC60I/AAAAAAAABK8/H5Bx7yq7oyE/s400/IMG_0951.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391452955503422274" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She can count to 6, when she's in the mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She talks a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has the most amazing memory I've ever seen in a kid. She remembers a scary movie she saw one time in my mom's car back in August. The little part she saw she remembers it in full detail and tells us about it often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/StJJ6MWvqvI/AAAAAAAABLE/lcfAcrQqA5Y/s400/IMG_0961.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391452968013769458" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She loves playing with other kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She'll be 2 on the 17th and we're having a party for her. This is when I realized she has 1 girl friend and the rest are all boys. That's my girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-4048377995921814571?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/4048377995921814571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=4048377995921814571&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/4048377995921814571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/4048377995921814571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/10/monster-hat.html' title='Monster Hat'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/StJJ6lMOJ-I/AAAAAAAABLM/yrqANL_5iLc/s72-c/IMG_1094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-9220245025171469198</id><published>2009-09-16T08:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T09:00:08.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been looking at the Urban Outfitters website for the past few weeks now, hoping that they come up with something awesomely awesome that I just have to have. Instead, I keep finding this crap. I mean, floral shorts? Oh, excuse me? You thought that was a skirt? Oh no, my friend, they're shorts. Did the flowiness of it fool you? Yeah, that's why THEY SUCK. And then on to the body suit. Didn't think those would come back? Why? 'Cause they're ridiculous, that's why. Going to the bathroom is a chore with those things, not to mention before doing the hibbity dibbity. Your husband wouldn't think it's worth the effort of getting it off. Yeah, I don't know what fashion is up to these days, but it's starting to suck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse;  font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate;   line-height: 12px; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;a style="text-align: center;position: relative; display: block; width: 292px; height: 446px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;img id="imgl16222226" name="imgl16222226" src="http://images.urbanoutfitters.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/16222226_04_b?$detailmain$" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; width: 292px; height: 431px; padding-bottom: 15px; " /&gt;. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="position: relative; width: 292px; height: 446px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="position: relative; width: 292px; height: 446px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;img id="imgl17166166" name="imgl17166166" src="http://images.urbanoutfitters.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/17166166_001_b?$detailmain$" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; width: 292px; height: 431px; padding-bottom: 15px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-9220245025171469198?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/9220245025171469198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=9220245025171469198&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/9220245025171469198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/9220245025171469198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/09/what.html' title='What?'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-4399725860652861129</id><published>2009-08-21T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T12:31:00.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a little early but...</title><content type='html'>I decided I Couldn't wait any longer. I've told most of my friends, so I think the majority of the people who read my blog already know this but.... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M PREGNANT! Yay for us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to brag or anything, but it only took not even a month for me to get pregnant. To quote Levi's mom, Levi's a "straight shooter" and I guess I'm just extremely fertile haha. Anyway, we're excited and can't wait for it to get here (I say "it" but I'm pretty sure it's going to be another girl). My due date is March 20th which couldn't be more perfect. I'm excited I get to be pregnant during the winter so I'm not dying of heat like I was when I was pregnant with Claire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm feeling alright except for being really tired and nothing ever tastes good. That lasts my whole pregnancy... I am NOT excited for that at all. However, I'm grateful I'm pregnant and I can't wait to start showing my belly off, as soon as it gets here. I love how pregnant women look! I can't believe we're going to be a family of 4! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-4399725860652861129?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/4399725860652861129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=4399725860652861129&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/4399725860652861129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/4399725860652861129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-little-early-but.html' title='It&apos;s a little early but...'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-1783476136018730728</id><published>2009-08-17T12:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T12:34:51.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I suck at blogging. I haven't wanted to do it for a while, but I think that's pretty obvious. I just got back from my good ol' home town of Naperville, Illinois and it was good to see my brother and his new wifey and to hang out with the fam. The below pictures is of my brother Paul and his wife Joslyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SomuBoVcdOI/AAAAAAAABKE/HjCLLsLV9jA/s400/IMG_6190.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371015373646492898" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Levi wasn't there most of the time, though, and I sure did miss him. My mom even noticed that I got in a better mood when he came around. Aw, it's true love, that's for sure. I was thinking about that while I was watching the movie 500 days of Summer (great soundtrack, hated the ending, BOO but I sure do love me some Zoe). Anyway, I was thinking about how it would be nice to feel that feeling of first falling in love again. You know that feeling? Butterflies, a constant smile on your face, you walk as though you should have a soundtrack in your life of only happy, bouncy music. Not to mention every time you think about that person you get so excited your hands get sweaty, and your armpits, and your back (I'm sure that's just me, after all, I do have a sweating problem). Anyway, I thought it would be nice to feel that again, but then I was glad I don't get to feel it again. Because the feelings I have for Levi surpass all of that. If I were to go back to how I first felt about Levi, when I first realized I was in love with him, and then had the feelings I have for him now, pushed on me all of a sudden, it would be unbearable! But since it happened gradually, I'm used to the feeling. Am I making any sense? To know that I love him no matter what and he loves me no matter what, is amazing. We don't have to worry if the other person is going to change their mind, or find someone better. Nope, we have each other forever and we know it and are confident in our decision. That's a WAY better feeling. Sorry to get all mushy, but I thought it was worth blogging about. &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/7237482374542797383-1783476136018730728?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/1783476136018730728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=1783476136018730728&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/1783476136018730728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/1783476136018730728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-been-forever.html' title='It&apos;s Been Forever'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SomuBoVcdOI/AAAAAAAABKE/HjCLLsLV9jA/s72-c/IMG_6190.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-7077856324651538353</id><published>2009-07-15T08:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T08:31:18.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>See?</title><content type='html'>I HAVE been doing stuff other than photography. Here's a real post for you guys. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been having a lot of fun with friends at playdates and girls nights. Yeah, I think I've lost my want to blog. So, here are some pictures that I stole from Jenn. See... I have a HUGE camera, and it's annoying taking it anywhere besides photoshoots. Because of that, I never take any pictures when I do something fun, hence, the lack of blogging about real things. Anyway, thanks Jenn for the pictures and having a small camera to carry around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was at girls night. We went to raging waters, cafe med to eat, and then slept over at talitha's house. Ah, you're never too old for a sleep over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sl31oDRAXRI/AAAAAAAABIk/g6INqEB9JYs/s400/Summer+fun+2009+048.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358709200060964114" /&gt;This is us at the splash pool in Daybreak. I like to mix it up a bit. One day at the beach, one day at the East Lake pool, and another day at the splash pool. I'll even throw in Seven Peaks once in a while. I know, I'm crazy like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sl31n6OVv2I/AAAAAAAABIc/cKJQwo78M-0/s400/Summer+fun+2009+038.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358709197633863522" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Play group at the Gateway. We had such a good turnout, it was fun. Claire did NOT like me running through the water with her in my arms. I thought if I forced her into it she'd end up liking it. Turns out that's not the way to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sl31nr0AimI/AAAAAAAABIU/2vFmJGFUvMo/s400/Summer+fun+2009+025.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358709193765325410" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-7077856324651538353?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/7077856324651538353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=7077856324651538353&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/7077856324651538353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/7077856324651538353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/07/see.html' title='See?'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sl31oDRAXRI/AAAAAAAABIk/g6INqEB9JYs/s72-c/Summer+fun+2009+048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-6541268760475315551</id><published>2009-07-09T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T21:59:14.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check it</title><content type='html'>Check out my photo blog (click on blackbird photo, even though it's blackbird photography now) I'm doing a giveaway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-6541268760475315551?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/6541268760475315551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=6541268760475315551&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/6541268760475315551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/6541268760475315551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/07/check-it.html' title='Check it'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-6418608771468565601</id><published>2009-07-05T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:35:21.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Advice?</title><content type='html'>So I plan on doing two things in the very near future. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Starting to potty train Claire. She gets the concept, she's extremely smart, I think she'll get it pretty fast. Any advice on the best way to do this? I've thought about doing the no pants all day every day until she gets it. Is there a better way?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Putting her in a "big girl" bed. I'm afraid of her getting out of her bed and then crying a ton 'cause she can't get out of her room. Now, let me tell you, she's VERRRRRY stubborn when she wants to be so letting her cry on the floor in her room isn't an option. She would never stop. Trust me. So any advice on that? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure exactly when I want to start these next big steps in her life, but I know it's going to be soon and I'd love any advice anyone has. Thank you so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-6418608771468565601?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/6418608771468565601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=6418608771468565601&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/6418608771468565601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/6418608771468565601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/07/advice.html' title='Advice?'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-7968759259210160407</id><published>2009-07-02T15:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T15:50:04.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bridals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please check &lt;a href="http://blackbirdbeauty.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; out. I'm very excited about how these turned out. I was soooo nervous because she's using them for her wedding and tons of people will be seeing them, but now my nerves have all calmed down and now I'm just excited! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sk05ZyrMudI/AAAAAAAABIM/TTaVQdL1HJ0/s400/IMG_f4728.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353998647275862482" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-7968759259210160407?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/7968759259210160407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=7968759259210160407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/7968759259210160407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/7968759259210160407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/07/bridals.html' title='Bridals'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sk05ZyrMudI/AAAAAAAABIM/TTaVQdL1HJ0/s72-c/IMG_f4728.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-6217105545689886539</id><published>2009-06-29T23:07:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T23:08:06.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Want to see more? Click &lt;a href="http://blackbirdbeauty.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 249px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Skmrszmu7eI/AAAAAAAABIE/ySaS1NnrrP0/s400/IMG_f4410.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352998418361806306" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-6217105545689886539?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/6217105545689886539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=6217105545689886539&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/6217105545689886539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/6217105545689886539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/06/hiya.html' title='Hiya'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Skmrszmu7eI/AAAAAAAABIE/ySaS1NnrrP0/s72-c/IMG_f4410.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-4302129466625458366</id><published>2009-06-28T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T19:35:34.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Much</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi. I haven't been up to anything really, lately. But I thought I should update my blog. I'm such a lame-o. I'm sure a lot of you saw the rainbow that was beautifying the sky the other night. I took a snapshot of it because it was seriously the most beautiful rainbow I had ever seen. And then, of course, there's Claire. She's just all around beautiful. Love her. Sorry, maybe one day I'll become &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;exciting&lt;/span&gt; and have &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;exciting&lt;/span&gt; things to blog about and then you all will get &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;excited &lt;/span&gt;to read my blog. But for now, this is what you get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SkgoY0d1hSI/AAAAAAAABH8/c09QMV5hLuU/s400/IMG_f4334.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352572563995591970" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SkgoYr9H3bI/AAAAAAAABH0/Eljl5he3Y8E/s400/IMG_f4343.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352572561710898610" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-4302129466625458366?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/4302129466625458366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=4302129466625458366&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/4302129466625458366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/4302129466625458366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/06/nothing-much.html' title='Nothing Much'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SkgoY0d1hSI/AAAAAAAABH8/c09QMV5hLuU/s72-c/IMG_f4334.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-4240618920578512754</id><published>2009-06-17T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T19:38:21.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chip off the ol' tooth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Claire fell down on the playground and chipped her tooth. It was very sad. Poor little girl. They'll be able to fix it in about a year. She's too young right now. So chip's her name. Or Lloyd Christmas like SOME people like to call her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SjmoijONFXI/AAAAAAAABHc/z_4kZnCvyhQ/s400/IMG_f4184.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348491344003011954" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-4240618920578512754?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/4240618920578512754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=4240618920578512754&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/4240618920578512754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/4240618920578512754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/06/chip-off-ol-tooth.html' title='Chip off the ol&apos; tooth'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SjmoijONFXI/AAAAAAAABHc/z_4kZnCvyhQ/s72-c/IMG_f4184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-124497383149868378</id><published>2009-06-09T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T21:31:14.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awww</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today was my first day looking after Milo while his mom (Emily, Levi's sister) went to work. I get to watch him every Tuesday and Thursday from 7:30-1ish. I thought it would be really hard but it wasn't. I also thought Claire would hate every second of it, but she was SO cute with him. She would put his blanket on him, give him his pacifier, try to share her food with him, say hi to him whenever she'd come near him, and give him kisses. I loved watching her with him and it made me extremely excited to have another kid. Claire's going to be the best big sister ever. Just when I thought Claire couldn't get any cuter, she goes and does this. What an amazing little thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just look at him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Si82M7AJklI/AAAAAAAABHU/xwvSC1TJAAs/s1600-h/IMG_3995.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Si82M7AJklI/AAAAAAAABHU/xwvSC1TJAAs/s400/IMG_3995.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345550878336717394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She wanted to lay on the play mat with him. It was the cutest thing I've ever seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Si82Mzm-EkI/AAAAAAAABHM/YcPviEISi6Q/s1600-h/IMG_3996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Si82Mzm-EkI/AAAAAAAABHM/YcPviEISi6Q/s400/IMG_3996.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345550876352057922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-124497383149868378?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/124497383149868378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=124497383149868378&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/124497383149868378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/124497383149868378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/06/awww.html' title='Awww'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Si82M7AJklI/AAAAAAAABHU/xwvSC1TJAAs/s72-c/IMG_3995.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-9213015356965315991</id><published>2009-06-05T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T22:02:58.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Go&lt;a href="http://blackbirdbeauty.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to check out new pictures of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...this cute boy's one-year pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SinX_MUE5aI/AAAAAAAABHE/fVRA9S3zS2I/s1600-h/IMG_3973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SinX_MUE5aI/AAAAAAAABHE/fVRA9S3zS2I/s400/IMG_3973.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344039913488967074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...and this cute girl and her twins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SinX-3A__pI/AAAAAAAABG8/RYHgWQH9AWg/s1600-h/IMG_3449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SinX-3A__pI/AAAAAAAABG8/RYHgWQH9AWg/s400/IMG_3449.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344039907771809426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-9213015356965315991?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/9213015356965315991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=9213015356965315991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/9213015356965315991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/9213015356965315991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/06/go.html' title='Go!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SinX_MUE5aI/AAAAAAAABHE/fVRA9S3zS2I/s72-c/IMG_3973.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-449987749911708575</id><published>2009-05-30T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T09:47:46.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just look at her!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't she the best? Love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SiFjGlVyX0I/AAAAAAAABGk/Bz9po5UxxaI/s1600-h/IMG_03164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SiFjGlVyX0I/AAAAAAAABGk/Bz9po5UxxaI/s400/IMG_03164.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341659597791977282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SiFjGc2IzPI/AAAAAAAABGc/lcOWlPyxANc/s1600-h/IMG_03162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SiFjGc2IzPI/AAAAAAAABGc/lcOWlPyxANc/s400/IMG_03162.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341659595511745778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-449987749911708575?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/449987749911708575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=449987749911708575&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/449987749911708575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/449987749911708575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-look-at-her.html' title='Just look at her!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SiFjGlVyX0I/AAAAAAAABGk/Bz9po5UxxaI/s72-c/IMG_03164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-3363856870001950584</id><published>2009-05-28T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T15:17:18.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Piano for Sale!!!</title><content type='html'>Okay, people, Let's go. Who wants a piano? I'm selling mine for 6,000.00. this is a copy and paste from what i wrote on ksl... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very sad to be giving this piano away. I've only had it for 3 years and only played it a handful of times. I used to work full-time and then I had a baby and just never had the time to play. Now I have no room for it in our new house. My parents are keeping it in their very nice, finished basement and it's just sitting there being lonely. It needs a friend who will play it. Here are some of the features:&lt;br /&gt;-It has a touch screen&lt;br /&gt;-It has a long list of songs it will play for your listening pleasure but it also has the option to show you the composition so you may teach yourself how to play that very piece!-It also has childrens songs so if you have kids, this would be a great way to teach them how to play the piano!-It has speakers under the lid, so just like a real baby grand, you can control the volume of the music by opening or closing the lid. However, it still has a knob to adjust the volume.&lt;br /&gt;-It has fun features like being able to sound like a different instrument.-You can make up different beats.&lt;br /&gt;-You can compose and record your own music, onto just the piano or onto a disc.&lt;br /&gt;There are many, many other great features but there are too many to name! Please call now and bring this baby grand back to life!&lt;br /&gt;(there are 2 scratches on the back of the lid. No one will be able to see them unless they're standing behind the piano and looking closely at the edge of the lid. See pictures.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sh8LWaseQ_I/AAAAAAAABEs/fWdBGdvcGvU/s400/IMG_3085.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341000162835579890" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sh8LWhQFeyI/AAAAAAAABE0/rYr3gviktnU/s400/IMG_3086.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341000164595563298" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sh8LW-bU-zI/AAAAAAAABE8/42jl1zjV92M/s400/IMG_3087.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341000172427344690" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sh8LXLQtdVI/AAAAAAAABFE/9Z8cc2vMT8Y/s400/IMG_3089.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341000175872472402" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sh8LXaxJiCI/AAAAAAAABFM/XLv4hMQoJ0U/s400/IMG_3091.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341000180035061794" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sh8LdFDucxI/AAAAAAAABFc/NK6eEeafrgs/s1600-h/IMG_3093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sh8LdFDucxI/AAAAAAAABFc/NK6eEeafrgs/s400/IMG_3093.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341000277286613778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sh8LdDcj7cI/AAAAAAAABFU/FOVxHkTp8v4/s1600-h/IMG_3092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sh8LdDcj7cI/AAAAAAAABFU/FOVxHkTp8v4/s400/IMG_3092.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341000276853910978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-3363856870001950584?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/3363856870001950584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=3363856870001950584&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/3363856870001950584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/3363856870001950584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/05/piano-for-sale.html' title='Piano for Sale!!!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sh8LWaseQ_I/AAAAAAAABEs/fWdBGdvcGvU/s72-c/IMG_3085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-8772669997111318610</id><published>2009-05-19T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T20:06:37.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some things</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/ShNyKH5fBWI/AAAAAAAABDk/G71PtAic_fM/s400/IMG_02567.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337735501608584546" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Saturday I went to another one of Emily's baby showers. I got her a book called, "Is Your Mama a Llama?". If you haven't read it, read it. It's my favorite children's book. Anyway, Emily was beautiful and glowing because she has such a wonderful little blessing in her life whom I already love. I can't wait to take care of him while Emily's at work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/ShNziJstTKI/AAAAAAAABEk/rw_v_LElC6g/s400/IMG_2429.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337737013920353442" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/ShNzh0vYoLI/AAAAAAAABEc/Fou_RfJ4GK4/s400/IMG_2431.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337737008294437042" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I went to Liberty Park. Such a fun place! I wish it wasn't so far away, I'd go there every day. Claire was adorable but of course, I didn't get very many cute pictures of her. I for some reason can get great shots of everyone else BUT her. However, when I do get that great photo, it really is great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/ShNyKygUnMI/AAAAAAAABEE/ypStU1rnWmc/s400/IMG_02582.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337735513045769410" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/ShNyKp-oslI/AAAAAAAABD8/7eEaQ-vs66w/s400/IMG_02586.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337735510756995666" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/ShNyKicYm3I/AAAAAAAABD0/3oB0jtkr94E/s400/IMG_02634.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337735508734286706" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/ShNyKZ-75fI/AAAAAAAABDs/kMIMvJtETnE/s400/IMG_02579.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337735506463286770" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love my life. I get to hang out with the coolest little girl in the world every day, sometimes with fun friends and then I get to have an amazing husband come home from a wonderful job. We then get to hang out as a family, that's my favorite. I've never been happier! Ahhh, what joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-8772669997111318610?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/8772669997111318610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=8772669997111318610&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/8772669997111318610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/8772669997111318610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-things.html' title='Some things'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/ShNyKH5fBWI/AAAAAAAABDk/G71PtAic_fM/s72-c/IMG_02567.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-8402244032983886772</id><published>2009-05-16T19:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T20:10:54.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yeah..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I forgot a couple of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We also had icecream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And rode down a hill in a bike trailer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sg-AGHB_glI/AAAAAAAABC8/i6-k8ALlBK0/s400/IMG_02295.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336624925912302162" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had to go first. See those two kids behind me? I almost ran them over and I had to scream, "Boys move! Boys move! Boys move!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sg9-LT0EmCI/AAAAAAAABC0/w3RqzgZCea4/s400/IMG_2312.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336622816219666466" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sg9-LNWLoII/AAAAAAAABCs/QgpUTom2VvU/s400/IMG_2308.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336622814483685506" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-8402244032983886772?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/8402244032983886772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=8402244032983886772&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/8402244032983886772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/8402244032983886772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-yeah.html' title='Oh yeah..'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sg-AGHB_glI/AAAAAAAABC8/i6-k8ALlBK0/s72-c/IMG_02295.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-8492462608488025890</id><published>2009-05-16T12:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T12:24:42.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LAST Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not going to say much, just that last weekend was really nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My parents with Claire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sg8SJjqDUDI/AAAAAAAABCU/23sg1hxi0uc/s1600-h/IMG_02329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sg8SJjqDUDI/AAAAAAAABCU/23sg1hxi0uc/s400/IMG_02329.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336504038857068594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My parents without Claire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sg8SJri9e-I/AAAAAAAABCM/GIPuSY_D3Gw/s1600-h/IMG_02332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sg8SJri9e-I/AAAAAAAABCM/GIPuSY_D3Gw/s400/IMG_02332.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336504040974810082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The parents OF Claire. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(And my very unwashed, greasy hair)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sg8SJWh5O9I/AAAAAAAABCE/yY1RsGkczNs/s1600-h/IMG_02337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sg8SJWh5O9I/AAAAAAAABCE/yY1RsGkczNs/s400/IMG_02337.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336504035333192658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Levi w/ Claire on his shoulders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sg8RY2diXiI/AAAAAAAABB8/Y8bSIsFlvDo/s1600-h/IMG_02342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sg8RY2diXiI/AAAAAAAABB8/Y8bSIsFlvDo/s400/IMG_02342.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336503202091261474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My dad w/ Claire on his shoulders (she's a shoulder slut).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sg8RYthhjoI/AAAAAAAABB0/qferpYdWj0U/s1600-h/IMG_02348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sg8RYthhjoI/AAAAAAAABB0/qferpYdWj0U/s400/IMG_02348.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336503199692066434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I got Claire this new stroller and instead of pushing it around, which she does sometimes, she likes to carry it like so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sg8RYfMumsI/AAAAAAAABBs/D0o0V55TnYY/s1600-h/IMG_02352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sg8RYfMumsI/AAAAAAAABBs/D0o0V55TnYY/s400/IMG_02352.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336503195846744770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are currently dog sitting my parents little dog. She's so cute and Claire LOVES her. She's the only dog she'll full-on touch. I want one just like her because I love seeing Claire with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sg8RYSAzbeI/AAAAAAAABBk/hPTL_c7DqmQ/s1600-h/IMG_02366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sg8RYSAzbeI/AAAAAAAABBk/hPTL_c7DqmQ/s400/IMG_02366.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336503192307068386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I just love this picture of Claire. She's so beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sg8RYCBdtZI/AAAAAAAABBc/Q4XP_p5_QWA/s1600-h/IMG_02372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sg8RYCBdtZI/AAAAAAAABBc/Q4XP_p5_QWA/s400/IMG_02372.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336503188014871954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-8492462608488025890?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/8492462608488025890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=8492462608488025890&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/8492462608488025890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/8492462608488025890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-weekend.html' title='LAST Weekend'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sg8SJjqDUDI/AAAAAAAABCU/23sg1hxi0uc/s72-c/IMG_02329.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-1995089334899440530</id><published>2009-05-09T13:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T13:47:50.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ava &amp; Cohen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To see more click &lt;a href="http://blackbirdbeauty.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SgXr113X8ZI/AAAAAAAABBU/ZKIrQMIIiqc/s1600-h/IMG_02237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SgXr113X8ZI/AAAAAAAABBU/ZKIrQMIIiqc/s400/IMG_02237.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333928643915149714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-1995089334899440530?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/1995089334899440530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=1995089334899440530&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/1995089334899440530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/1995089334899440530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/05/ava-cohen.html' title='Ava &amp; Cohen'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SgXr113X8ZI/AAAAAAAABBU/ZKIrQMIIiqc/s72-c/IMG_02237.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-8292829367579954032</id><published>2009-05-03T11:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T11:45:56.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancin' in the Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Claire and I took the opportunity to enjoy the rain Friday evening and Saturday morning. It was SO much fun seeing how happy she was playing in the puddles and running around in the rain. I love having a kid so that I can act like one as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sf3mJbB8UAI/AAAAAAAABBM/SM9iGBRxs-w/s1600-h/IMG_01789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sf3mJbB8UAI/AAAAAAAABBM/SM9iGBRxs-w/s400/IMG_01789.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331670583425650690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sf3mJeK0nHI/AAAAAAAABBE/Wb2lZNm-wYE/s1600-h/IMG_01769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sf3mJeK0nHI/AAAAAAAABBE/Wb2lZNm-wYE/s400/IMG_01769.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331670584268201074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sf3mJAc4ngI/AAAAAAAABA8/u3LgRBBPVA8/s1600-h/IMG_01763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sf3mJAc4ngI/AAAAAAAABA8/u3LgRBBPVA8/s400/IMG_01763.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331670576290897410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sf3mJN84qgI/AAAAAAAABA0/zTHFABDYU2M/s1600-h/IMG_01761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sf3mJN84qgI/AAAAAAAABA0/zTHFABDYU2M/s400/IMG_01761.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331670579914779138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sf3mIw7bS9I/AAAAAAAABAs/uQZaoQMEvoE/s1600-h/IMG_01750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sf3mIw7bS9I/AAAAAAAABAs/uQZaoQMEvoE/s400/IMG_01750.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331670572124031954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-8292829367579954032?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/8292829367579954032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=8292829367579954032&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/8292829367579954032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/8292829367579954032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/05/dancin-in-rain.html' title='Dancin&apos; in the Rain'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sf3mJbB8UAI/AAAAAAAABBM/SM9iGBRxs-w/s72-c/IMG_01789.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-2118337435589876349</id><published>2009-05-02T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T22:05:48.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Milo Photoshoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To see more, click &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blackbirdbeauty.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sf0l1JIJ6oI/AAAAAAAABAk/wDy4m93mZgs/s400/IMG_01382.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331459128789953154" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-2118337435589876349?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/2118337435589876349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=2118337435589876349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/2118337435589876349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/2118337435589876349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/05/milo-photoshoot.html' title='Milo Photoshoot'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sf0l1JIJ6oI/AAAAAAAABAk/wDy4m93mZgs/s72-c/IMG_01382.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-1074337655963681370</id><published>2009-05-01T11:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T14:44:24.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brag Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Claire had her 18th month well check and you all know what that means!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;BRAG MOMENT!!!! YAY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SftFTnG_liI/AAAAAAAABAc/tVZpk04pLUs/s400/IMG_01315.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330930787141260834" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't remember all of her measurements, but I do know that she went from being in the 75th percentile to 89th percentile for height. Talk about a growth spurt, eh? Ohhh yeaaah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her head is evening out, it's now in the 60th or 70th, I can't remember, I just know it's no longer in the 93rd percentile haahaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't keep up on EVERY little new thing she does, but here are a few of my favs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-She tries to say EVERYTHING we say. She's even starting to put two or more words together. "Daddy's shoes" "Shoes off"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; "Poop diaper", ya know, stuff like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-One night, Levi was looking at a book with her and there were babies wearing different colors. He would ask her to point to a color and she got all of them right! (he only asked her 4 different colors but still). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-She says "Peeeaaasssee" when she wants something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-She likes hanging on anything she can find and lifting her legs up towards her chest. I love it, she has these muscly little arms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-She mainly just runs everywhere in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;stead of walks and she's getting better about not tripping and falling down when she does it. She has so many bruises and scabs on her knees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Apparently she's too big for baths 'cause she hates taking them now. She only likes taking showers with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-She weighs 25lbs or so. Which is funny considering my sister and I weighed 30lbs when we were 1! Talk about fat babies. (I should stop saying "talk about...")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-She has such a goofy personality now. She tries so hard to make people laugh. Like last night Levi had a couple of friends over &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and Claire would throw herself onto the ground and start rolling and kicking all over the place and then get up and have this corny smile on her face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-She gets frustrated when she can't do something on her own. She'll try FOREVER to put her own socks and shoes on and if she can't get it she'll cry a little bit. And I'm not allowed to help her until she asks for help (I wonder where she got that from? hmm...). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-She LOVES getting dressed and trying on shoes. Shopping with her is amazing! It doesn't help my shopping problem AT ALL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-She's the best listener ever. It's rare if I have to make her stop doing something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-She gets very distraught if things are knocked over or broken. If something's broken she always wants me to fix it and while &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm trying to fix it she has a worried look on her face. And if anything's knocked over (garbage cans outside, usually) she says, "uh-oh" until I pick it up. People probably think I'm a GREAT neighbor, when really, Claire won't stop saying "uh-oh" and it gets kind of annoying haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know, I can't think of anything else, but she's definitely an incredibly smart/well behaved/strong little girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SftFTpze8GI/AAAAAAAABAU/cU01Pk48Q2I/s400/IMG_01328.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330930787864735842" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-1074337655963681370?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/1074337655963681370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=1074337655963681370&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/1074337655963681370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/1074337655963681370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/05/brag-moment.html' title='Brag Moment'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SftFTnG_liI/AAAAAAAABAc/tVZpk04pLUs/s72-c/IMG_01315.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-8019335533437646435</id><published>2009-04-27T19:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T19:34:34.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Milo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Levi's sister, Emily, and her husband, Jeff, recently had the opportunity to adopt the cutest little boy EVER. I love him already. They have been waiting so long to have a child and finally their time has come. I'm so happy for them! We love you Milo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SfZrJNh7nvI/AAAAAAAABAM/Lqp7EQy6ktg/s400/IMG_01304.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329565015034535666" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SfZrJNPmIDI/AAAAAAAABAE/Uco4vywsuq4/s400/IMG_01312.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329565014957629490" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-8019335533437646435?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/8019335533437646435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=8019335533437646435&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/8019335533437646435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/8019335533437646435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/04/meet-milo.html' title='Meet Milo'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SfZrJNh7nvI/AAAAAAAABAM/Lqp7EQy6ktg/s72-c/IMG_01304.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-4537463244486529562</id><published>2009-04-27T17:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T17:34:34.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I normally hate Vegas, but knowing I was going to be there with a bunch of girlfriends was the reason I went. It was good times. It was really nice to lay by the pool, "Woop" at everyone who walked by and see many a guy (even fat ones) in speedos. Can't ever go wrong with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SfZO8dov9gI/AAAAAAAAA_8/q5QAdsSL3zU/s1600-h/n1535283637_804207_1255733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SfZO8dov9gI/AAAAAAAAA_8/q5QAdsSL3zU/s400/n1535283637_804207_1255733.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329534009694221826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SfZO8QXkmAI/AAAAAAAAA_0/A6TbgMDz2J8/s1600-h/n1535283637_804213_1965569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SfZO8QXkmAI/AAAAAAAAA_0/A6TbgMDz2J8/s400/n1535283637_804213_1965569.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329534006132512770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SfZO8FC1XSI/AAAAAAAAA_s/cp8CIls3sGA/s1600-h/n1535283637_804216_7709804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SfZOo4nbNgI/AAAAAAAAA-8/hSzCyl92htE/s400/n628467294_1545001_8345770.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329533673339041282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SfZOo67Ez3I/AAAAAAAAA-0/Qk86NolaIj4/s1600-h/n628467294_1545000_754990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SfZOo67Ez3I/AAAAAAAAA-0/Qk86NolaIj4/s400/n628467294_1545000_754990.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329533673958330226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-4537463244486529562?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/4537463244486529562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=4537463244486529562&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/4537463244486529562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/4537463244486529562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/04/girls-trip.html' title='Girls Trip'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SfZO8dov9gI/AAAAAAAAA_8/q5QAdsSL3zU/s72-c/n1535283637_804207_1255733.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-6684510813053211374</id><published>2009-04-21T21:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:15:59.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Che' &amp; Zac</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Want more? You've gotta click &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blackbirdbeauty.blogspot.com/"&gt;here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Se6Zz4e27ZI/AAAAAAAAA-s/lz4A0uY3PJk/s1600-h/IMG_01234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Se6Zz4e27ZI/AAAAAAAAA-s/lz4A0uY3PJk/s400/IMG_01234.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327364525840067986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-6684510813053211374?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/6684510813053211374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=6684510813053211374&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/6684510813053211374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/6684510813053211374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/04/che-zac.html' title='Che&apos; &amp; Zac'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Se6Zz4e27ZI/AAAAAAAAA-s/lz4A0uY3PJk/s72-c/IMG_01234.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-478356201916464389</id><published>2009-04-19T20:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:09:05.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sev0LennGyI/AAAAAAAAA-E/PxVcRkKGMPU/s400/seventeen_again.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326619462330686242" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This weekend was really fun, especially since the weather was A-MAZ-ING!  On Friday my friend Che' and I went to a late showing of 17 Again. Yeah, not only was Zac Effron HOT in it, he was funny, too. Man, he's got it all. It's definitely a fun girls night movie to see. DO IT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday Levi and I worked on our yard. If you've seen our yard you're probably thinking, "Why would you need to work on that?" Not because it's naturally beautiful, but because it's the smallest yard ever. But it was still fun, I raked the grass and Levi fertilized and watered it. All the while Claire was entertaining herself running around outside. It was so simple but so much fun, seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sev0Lr-y3RI/AAAAAAAAA-M/mpoUJgzNbO4/s400/IMG_0901.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326619465917586706" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also, Levi and I co-rented a plot in Daybreak with Zac and Che' to plant vegetables. So the boys mixed manure (sp?) in with the dirt while the girls sat and watched. I'm excited about the plot, though, it'll be interesting to see how things turn out! We then went out to eat with, can you guess? ZAC AND CHE!!!! YAY!!! We went to Mac somethin'. It's an Irish place and it was GOOOOD. Although, I don't like red meat and they had a lot of it so there wasn't much variety for me, Levi seemed to love it and wants to go back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunday was just a very pleasant day. We tried putting Claire in nursery again. She screamed. HARD and cried for 45 minutes. They finally came and got me and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; said, "We tried!!!" I was surprised they kept her for so long! They're very determined. But I finally got her and she didn't want to have anything to do with church the rest of the day. So we went and played outside for a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sev0L61CVcI/AAAAAAAAA-k/pOEjpTY8mzs/s400/_MG_1052.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326619469903189442" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Later, we went over to Levi's grandparents house and they had an Easter egg hunt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sev0L4kJD7I/AAAAAAAAA-U/k_6PhvBXrIg/s400/_MG_1087.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326619469295456178" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Claire wasn't as into it as she was last weekend but she got some good stuff! It was such a nice weekend and I'm SO excited for the beautiful weather this week. It's going to rock!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this is Claire's new thing. She lays on her stomach to look at things and to read. It's probably my favorite. I love her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sev0L_23oTI/AAAAAAAAA-c/vhkHypLMmIs/s400/IMG_10926.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326619471253053746" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-478356201916464389?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/478356201916464389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=478356201916464389&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/478356201916464389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/478356201916464389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/04/weekend.html' title='Weekend'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sev0LennGyI/AAAAAAAAA-E/PxVcRkKGMPU/s72-c/seventeen_again.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-7372359298150500371</id><published>2009-04-18T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T21:25:42.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Watkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To see more Click &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blackbirdbeauty.blogspot.com"&gt;here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SeqnoPe712I/AAAAAAAAA98/ydcoYurMyeY/s1600-h/Mike-%26-Mindi10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SeqnoPe712I/AAAAAAAAA98/ydcoYurMyeY/s400/Mike-%26-Mindi10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326253819111921506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-7372359298150500371?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/7372359298150500371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=7372359298150500371&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/7372359298150500371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/7372359298150500371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/04/watkins.html' title='The Watkins'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SeqnoPe712I/AAAAAAAAA98/ydcoYurMyeY/s72-c/Mike-%26-Mindi10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-987862599087877941</id><published>2009-04-13T15:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T15:09:33.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, I'm doing an Easter post too.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a great Easter! It was so fun to have Claire actually have fun with it all. She got a little tea set that is just the cutest thing ever, a coloring book (no crayons, way to go Easter Bunny.... idiot:), some stickers, candy, and a carebear dressed up like a bunny. When we had our Easter egg hunt, she saw all the eggs all over the yard and kept saying, "Uh oh" as if someone had dropped them and she needed to pick them up. But she loved it and had so much fun, she gathered a ton of eggs and then I left them at my mom's house. I guess the Easter Bunny and I have a lot in common... hmm..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SeO2gcIZvII/AAAAAAAAA9M/9G3rk2UsN10/s400/IMG_07278.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324299852905561218" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got her some stickers that go on her finger nails, this is me putting them on for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SeO2gppdboI/AAAAAAAAA9k/mg47Yy_w4yU/s1600-h/IMG_07303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SeO2gppdboI/AAAAAAAAA9k/mg47Yy_w4yU/s400/IMG_07303.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324299856533876354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She loves her grandma. She loves the other one too but we're going to do Easter with them next weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SeO2gt-dpsI/AAAAAAAAA9c/7EUj6ytAnoo/s1600-h/IMG_07398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SeO2gt-dpsI/AAAAAAAAA9c/7EUj6ytAnoo/s400/IMG_07398.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324299857695712962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Making sure they're all there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SeO2gQMiV5I/AAAAAAAAA9U/P0gBlW5uXK4/s1600-h/IMG_07340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SeO2gQMiV5I/AAAAAAAAA9U/P0gBlW5uXK4/s400/IMG_07340.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324299849701676946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And we had a first on Easter Sunday! Claire went to Nursery! She screamed at the top of her lungs for about 10 minutes and then made one of the leaders hold her for 20 minutes, and then I guess she calmed down after that. Hopefully she'll get used to it soon. I hate it when she cries, it makes me sad. But it was so nice to be able to enjoy church without having to watch Claire the whole time. Although, she's extremely cute.&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/7237482374542797383-987862599087877941?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/987862599087877941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=987862599087877941&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/987862599087877941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/987862599087877941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/04/yes-im-doing-easter-post-too.html' title='Yes, I&apos;m doing an Easter post too.'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SeO2gcIZvII/AAAAAAAAA9M/9G3rk2UsN10/s72-c/IMG_07278.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-87840906325536404</id><published>2009-04-11T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:35:23.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kevin &amp; Amber</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry for how many photos I'm putting on here for my photog blog. But this is what I've been doing lately so this is what you get. Click &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blackbirdbeauty.blogspot.com"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to see more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SeBH_wf7w-I/AAAAAAAAA9E/gk_sT8-Ocpw/s1600-h/IMG_07157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SeBH_wf7w-I/AAAAAAAAA9E/gk_sT8-Ocpw/s400/IMG_07157.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323333920228099042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-87840906325536404?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/87840906325536404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=87840906325536404&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/87840906325536404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/87840906325536404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/04/kevin-amber.html' title='Kevin &amp; Amber'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SeBH_wf7w-I/AAAAAAAAA9E/gk_sT8-Ocpw/s72-c/IMG_07157.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-3275644510962022305</id><published>2009-04-07T21:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T21:25:14.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Matix</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To see more, click &lt;a href="http://blackbirdbeauty.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SdwnCX2rFbI/AAAAAAAAA88/4p3tJ0qLp7E/s1600-h/IMG_07057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SdwnCX2rFbI/AAAAAAAAA88/4p3tJ0qLp7E/s400/IMG_07057.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322171781361636786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-3275644510962022305?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/3275644510962022305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=3275644510962022305&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/3275644510962022305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/3275644510962022305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/04/matix.html' title='Matix'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SdwnCX2rFbI/AAAAAAAAA88/4p3tJ0qLp7E/s72-c/IMG_07057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-3527079267212320061</id><published>2009-04-06T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T11:39:43.254-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Videos'/><title type='text'>Phrases to live by</title><content type='html'>This is funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KVggNGVGGq0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-3527079267212320061?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/3527079267212320061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=3527079267212320061&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/3527079267212320061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/3527079267212320061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/04/phrases-to-live-by.html' title='Phrases to live by'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-5451698079938291670</id><published>2009-04-01T18:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T18:58:07.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooray for me!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So my all time favorite photographer, Sheye Rosemeyer, put up MY photo on her blog!!! We're the best of flickr friends. I used some of her actions to edit one of my vintage nature photos and she loved it. See &lt;a href="http://sheyerosemeyerphotography.com/blog/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;! It's the 6th one when you start counting from the top left. I'm so excited! And here's a new one I took today with my new lens. Claire and her best friend, Kenna. They have so much fun together, especially lately!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/34785003@N06/3406024104/" title="IMG_B6758 by Blackbird Photo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/34785003@N06/3406024104/" title="IMG_B6758 by Blackbird Photo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3459/3406024104_c98fe07c24.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="IMG_B6758" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-5451698079938291670?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/5451698079938291670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=5451698079938291670&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/5451698079938291670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/5451698079938291670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/04/hooray-for-me.html' title='Hooray for me!!!!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3459/3406024104_c98fe07c24_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-8702129833825703825</id><published>2009-03-30T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T07:31:31.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lenses for sale!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I just ordered a new lens and I won't need all of the other ones I have. So I'm selling them! I'm also trying to sell them on ebay so I'll try and keep this updated if they sell on there before someone here wants them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Canon EF 50mm f/1.8-$109.00-hardly used.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SdE2LQk_xdI/AAAAAAAAA8M/chLg5gEhk-Y/s400/CA5018AFU.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319092201957869010" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tamron AF 28-80mm 3.5-5.6-$40.00-Used once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SdE2L-q5csI/AAAAAAAAA8U/lXQpBnfsitc/s400/tamron2880.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319092214330651330" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-8702129833825703825?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/8702129833825703825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=8702129833825703825&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/8702129833825703825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/8702129833825703825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/03/lenses-for-sale.html' title='Lenses for sale!!!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SdE2LQk_xdI/AAAAAAAAA8M/chLg5gEhk-Y/s72-c/CA5018AFU.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-9157778686044171650</id><published>2009-03-26T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T21:01:27.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Shoes (Yes, I know I already posted today)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I realized that when I labeled my last post "Short hair" I bet most of you thought I had cut my hair. That's not going to happen until I have all my babies. Short hair+pregnant=really ugly Stephanie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, Claire has some new shoes and I must say, they're the cutest things ever. I don't care if you people think they're ugly, I love them. They're wonderfully tacky and they have a freaking zipper on the inner side! She has a tutu that's going to look so cute with these. YES! I totally would have wanted these when I was little. Me and my 20 watches on one arm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/34785003@N06/3389240080/" title="IMG_06680 by Blackbird Photo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/34785003@N06/3389240080/" title="IMG_06680 by Blackbird Photo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3654/3389240080_7f9eddd309_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="IMG_06680" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-9157778686044171650?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/9157778686044171650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=9157778686044171650&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/9157778686044171650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/9157778686044171650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-shoes-yes-i-know-i-already-posted.html' title='New Shoes (Yes, I know I already posted today)'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3654/3389240080_7f9eddd309_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-1575518470196168336</id><published>2009-03-26T09:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T14:38:44.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry, I found the picture of the short hair on MSN.com and since they're not showing that article anymore the picture is gone. Too bad, it was a really cute hair cut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-1575518470196168336?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/1575518470196168336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=1575518470196168336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/1575518470196168336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/1575518470196168336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/03/short-hair.html' title='Short Hair'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-5453132416069273038</id><published>2009-03-22T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T14:52:31.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some new - Some old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I sold the photoshop! Sorry to anyone who wanted it but some guy on Ebay decided he wanted it. And I felt bad for him 'cause he scammed a couple of times trying to buy the downloadable version. ANYWAY, I'm glad it's sold! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moving on. Here is my new favorite picture of Claire. Click &lt;a href="http://blackbirdbeauty.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to see more from today and others I re-edited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Scay-jkt8XI/AAAAAAAAA7c/ZQg0jfc8PCw/s400/IMG_B6656.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316133197928329586" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/7237482374542797383-5453132416069273038?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/5453132416069273038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=5453132416069273038&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/5453132416069273038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/5453132416069273038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/03/some-new-some-old.html' title='Some new - Some old'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Scay-jkt8XI/AAAAAAAAA7c/ZQg0jfc8PCw/s72-c/IMG_B6656.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-2394998079073479943</id><published>2009-03-21T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T11:25:09.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone?</title><content type='html'>The other day I was on Ebay looking for Adobe Photoshop CS2. I kept finding ones for mac that were around $350 bucks (no thank you) and then FINALLY, I found one for $150! So I go ahead and snatch it 'cause I don't think I'll find as good of a deal as that. I'm anxiously waiting for it to come in the mail and... YAY it came! BUUUUTT..... (I hate buts, especially flat, hairy ones) it was for windows. I was too excited about the price I didn't even double check to see if it was for a Mac. &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 355px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/ScUwxPzcJrI/AAAAAAAAA7U/HWOJhYMaoTQ/s400/photoshop-cs-2-windows.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315708557794748082" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, please, if ANYONE wants to buy this from me for $140.00 PLEASE tell me. I could just send it back to the guy but I just have a feeling I won't make it to the post office in time. I'm trying to re-sell it on Ebay but nobody seems to want it. It's a really great program and you can do all sorts of neat things with it. I can even tell you where to get some awesome actions to use along with it. So please, someone buy it!?!?!?! Even if you're a friend of a friend stalking my blog, I don't care. And I'd be happy to ship it to you if you don't live in Utah. Thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-2394998079073479943?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/2394998079073479943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=2394998079073479943&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/2394998079073479943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/2394998079073479943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/03/anyone.html' title='Anyone?'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/ScUwxPzcJrI/AAAAAAAAA7U/HWOJhYMaoTQ/s72-c/photoshop-cs-2-windows.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-2713986369810086675</id><published>2009-03-19T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T19:50:04.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Etsy</title><content type='html'>I just added my vintage nature collection to my etsy shop. Visit me &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5786330"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. They're 8X10 standout photographs. A standout is a 1.5" thick, lightweight Gatorfoam with a lightly textured black or smooth white trim around the edges. So cute.&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/ScKYDxSpmJI/AAAAAAAAA7M/kM_r_M-pL2w/s400/IMG_B6543.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314977700789196946" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-2713986369810086675?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/2713986369810086675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=2713986369810086675&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/2713986369810086675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/2713986369810086675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/03/etsy.html' title='Etsy'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/ScKYDxSpmJI/AAAAAAAAA7M/kM_r_M-pL2w/s72-c/IMG_B6543.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-8262428307868704911</id><published>2009-03-15T13:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T13:25:15.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's another photo I took at the mentoring sessino and edited on my own afterwards. Go &lt;a href="http://blackbirdbeauty.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to see more or click on the blackbird photo logo on the top right of my blog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sb1iK3c4qGI/AAAAAAAAA7E/q3Nh-V_bO2o/s1600-h/005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sb1iK3c4qGI/AAAAAAAAA7E/q3Nh-V_bO2o/s400/005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313511074190370914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-8262428307868704911?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/8262428307868704911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=8262428307868704911&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/8262428307868704911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/8262428307868704911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/03/more.html' title='More'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sb1iK3c4qGI/AAAAAAAAA7E/q3Nh-V_bO2o/s72-c/005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-472125577350150606</id><published>2009-03-13T16:34:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T16:35:52.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check this out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sbrtxf1GpNI/AAAAAAAAA68/FxpXhGPPQF8/s1600-h/Blog+post+test.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312820145050526930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sbrtxf1GpNI/AAAAAAAAA68/FxpXhGPPQF8/s400/Blog+post+test.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeah, I'm awesome 'cause I took this shot. Eat this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-472125577350150606?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/472125577350150606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=472125577350150606&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/472125577350150606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/472125577350150606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/03/check-this-out_13.html' title='Check this out!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sbrtxf1GpNI/AAAAAAAAA68/FxpXhGPPQF8/s72-c/Blog+post+test.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-557104959874852345</id><published>2009-03-12T18:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T19:16:40.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Favorites...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A few of Claire's new favorite things are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Doing puzzles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SbnAKGfvpmI/AAAAAAAAA60/0kt0UqZnQmw/s1600-h/Puzzle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SbnAKGfvpmI/AAAAAAAAA60/0kt0UqZnQmw/s400/Puzzle.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312488515235194466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Having me paint her toenails every single day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 343px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SbnAKJ0DEHI/AAAAAAAAA6s/WFdi077jz6g/s400/Paintednails.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312488516125659250" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Putting make-up on by herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SbnAKCYJFPI/AAAAAAAAA6k/z1_HHzpJfBQ/s1600-h/Makeup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SbnAKCYJFPI/AAAAAAAAA6k/z1_HHzpJfBQ/s400/Makeup.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312488514129564914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretending she can't see me while I'm taking a picture of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SbnAJ1lrL8I/AAAAAAAAA6c/Jnw2jZWUMi0/s1600-h/Lookaway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SbnAJ1lrL8I/AAAAAAAAA6c/Jnw2jZWUMi0/s400/Lookaway.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312488510696665026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Putting jewelry on. Well, this isn't that new but it's becoming a definite favorite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sbm8Wd2cTOI/AAAAAAAAA6U/RLhREucLbTo/s1600-h/Jewelry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sbm8Wd2cTOI/AAAAAAAAA6U/RLhREucLbTo/s400/Jewelry.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312484329616329954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Doing headstands. I love this one, she'll do it on command.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sbm8WctDWXI/AAAAAAAAA6M/Y7dG-XpdI1U/s1600-h/Headstand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sbm8WctDWXI/AAAAAAAAA6M/Y7dG-XpdI1U/s400/Headstand.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312484329308510578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Doing this face....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sbm8WYAQ91I/AAAAAAAAA6E/HjeLFQQU2Ok/s1600-h/Funnyface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sbm8WYAQ91I/AAAAAAAAA6E/HjeLFQQU2Ok/s400/Funnyface.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312484328046917458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And having us put any blanket that's in her sight on top of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sbm8WKVo9DI/AAAAAAAAA50/MqCDeu3ys-c/s1600-h/blankets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/Sbm8WKVo9DI/AAAAAAAAA50/MqCDeu3ys-c/s400/blankets.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312484324378473522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Other news: Since she was teething for so long, having her pacifier well... pacified her (har har) so I let her have it all day and all night. Well, I was dreading the day she stopped teething when I'd have to take it away from her. It turned out to not be so bad. I just had to stick with it and let her cry when I said she couldn't have it. The first day was the worst but it wasn't even that bad. So, if anyone's trying to take their child's pacifier away from them, just be strong. Don't give in. There were times I just let her roll around on the floor crying while I ignored her for a half hour. Now she doesn't even ask for it and she'll put it in her top drawer herself after she wakes up. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I bought her this little training potty just for fun and so she could get used to it come potty training time. Well, she peed into once! I'm pretty sure it was an accident but it was still exciting. She hasn't done it since. That's all. Thank you and good night (or good day depending on when you read this).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-557104959874852345?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/557104959874852345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=557104959874852345&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/557104959874852345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/557104959874852345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-favorites.html' title='New Favorites...'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SbnAKGfvpmI/AAAAAAAAA60/0kt0UqZnQmw/s72-c/Puzzle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-117123585998738988</id><published>2009-02-26T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T11:22:15.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Girl</title><content type='html'>Claire's been sick for a while now. She had a cold for two weeks and then got over it and 3 days later got another cold from someone. I'm not mad, though, 'cause it's winter, that's what comes along with it. Plus she's cuddly and cute. So Claire always gets her shoes, brings them to me and wants me to put them on her. She always has to have shoes or socks on, it's so funny. So when she was sick she kept wanting me to put her snow boots on. Sometimes snow boots, some juice, and maybe a horse ride can make a person feel better. &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SabS92yj5iI/AAAAAAAAA5A/jZjbCwtpFM0/s400/IMG_5907.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307161171024143906" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SabS-XBcYrI/AAAAAAAAA5I/ZvtOD8wBVq8/s400/IMG_5925.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307161179676500658" /&gt;Also, I forgot to mention this when valentines happened but oh well. Levi was so cute and got Claire her very first flowers. She always wants to smell them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SabS-tDmbKI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/FsAT-eGYg9E/s400/IMG_5890.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307161185591127202" /&gt;And the other day I caught Claire sitting on the computer chair reading her book. Love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SabS--bAv1I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/ZwugSu4YT4c/s400/IMG_6005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307161190252724050" /&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/7237482374542797383-117123585998738988?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/117123585998738988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=117123585998738988&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/117123585998738988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/117123585998738988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/02/sick-girl.html' title='Sick Girl'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SabS92yj5iI/AAAAAAAAA5A/jZjbCwtpFM0/s72-c/IMG_5907.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-845026159411537294</id><published>2009-02-19T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T09:31:25.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doughnut</title><content type='html'>I was looking at some random person's blog and there was a picture of a doughnut. I want a doughnut. Now. MMMMMM........ dough..... nut..... grgglgr...&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 383px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SZ2XYOSmWoI/AAAAAAAAA4w/nSL3NIo9XTg/s400/KRISPY-KREME-HEART-DOUGHNUTS.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304562378521074306" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-845026159411537294?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/845026159411537294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=845026159411537294&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/845026159411537294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/845026159411537294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/02/doughnut.html' title='Doughnut'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SZ2XYOSmWoI/AAAAAAAAA4w/nSL3NIo9XTg/s72-c/KRISPY-KREME-HEART-DOUGHNUTS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-4775441560657207787</id><published>2009-02-14T21:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T21:06:48.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holla!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No, I wasn't trying to say "Hola" and be all cultural, I meant "Holla", which, I guess is still being sort of cultural, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, two of my favorite things we did recently were:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Going to the Jazz vs Lakers game! It was SOOOO much fun, seriously, it was so loud and such a good game, I'm really glad I went. I was getting so into it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SZeh2qZUC3I/AAAAAAAAA4o/Iu9cvV9l3z0/s400/JazzvsLakers.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302885046717516658" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then on Friday we went to see Coraline. I LOVED IT! Yeah, I didn't so much know there was a book so I'm definitely going to be reading it. If you haven't seen this movie, go see it. It's really odd, scary, and wonderful. DO NOT take your children, though. It's rated PG but it's actually pretty scary! I was thinking if I had seen it when I was little.... well... I probably wouldn't have been scared but I was kind of a weird child. But a NORMAL child would be scared. It is AWESSSSOMMMMMEEEEEEEEE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SZeh2IMgSOI/AAAAAAAAA4g/aT_yIjBkbH0/s400/coraline.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302885037536987362" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope everyone had a good Valentines Day! I went to the gym, so that's how awesome we are. No, we celebrated it on Friday so we could beat the huge crowds. We're smart S-M-R-T.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-4775441560657207787?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/4775441560657207787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=4775441560657207787&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/4775441560657207787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/4775441560657207787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/02/holla.html' title='Holla!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SZeh2qZUC3I/AAAAAAAAA4o/Iu9cvV9l3z0/s72-c/JazzvsLakers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-2813746171361432104</id><published>2009-02-12T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T11:56:24.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>McKenna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To see more click &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blackbirdbeauty.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SZR-xA21y0I/AAAAAAAAA4A/qlqTCxEjJBs/s1600-h/McKenna-%26-Che%27-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SZR-xA21y0I/AAAAAAAAA4A/qlqTCxEjJBs/s400/McKenna-%26-Che%27-8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302002041830624066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-2813746171361432104?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/2813746171361432104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=2813746171361432104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/2813746171361432104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/2813746171361432104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/02/mckenna.html' title='McKenna'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SZR-xA21y0I/AAAAAAAAA4A/qlqTCxEjJBs/s72-c/McKenna-%26-Che%27-8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-8741134353666103595</id><published>2009-02-09T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T10:47:26.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Website</title><content type='html'>I have a new website for my photo shoots. Check it out &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://blackbirdbeauty.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! And don't forget to put it on your blog for friends to see. Thanks guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-8741134353666103595?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/8741134353666103595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=8741134353666103595&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/8741134353666103595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/8741134353666103595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-website.html' title='New Website'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-5397329866075180377</id><published>2009-02-06T14:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T14:50:29.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Sayla</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are the rest of Sayla's pictures. I hope you like them, Sommer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYy9lAYhaQI/AAAAAAAAA00/l6VkJp-eTnQ/s400/Sayla.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299819304963893506" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYy9lV0GneI/AAAAAAAAA08/FykxUlo7TR8/s400/Sayla1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299819310716722658" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYy9lWHMPSI/AAAAAAAAA1E/Kc_8HF2oJNU/s400/Sayla2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299819310796782882" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYy9lcP8V7I/AAAAAAAAA1M/GbA72p23cQA/s400/Sayla3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299819312444102578" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYy9lRZOIgI/AAAAAAAAA1U/j9RrMkOfjI4/s400/Sayla4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299819309530227202" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 327px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYy9vQNDUCI/AAAAAAAAA1c/ElyFZNtk8X4/s400/Sayla5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299819481009442850" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 221px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYy9vcMeNnI/AAAAAAAAA1k/edvZvMTDRQI/s400/Sayla6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299819484228236914" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYy9vlP3k0I/AAAAAAAAA1s/_JxB9pwSBaU/s400/Sayla7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299819486658401090" /&gt;I was just experimenting with this one. Freaky huh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYy9vuqchdI/AAAAAAAAA10/g-8YaN0HanA/s400/SaylaTrip.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299819489185793490" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here's the proud mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYy9vkY9bTI/AAAAAAAAA18/mdmL4YeHyG4/s400/Sayla%26Mom.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299819486428097842" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-5397329866075180377?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/5397329866075180377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=5397329866075180377&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/5397329866075180377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/5397329866075180377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/02/final-sayla.html' title='Final Sayla'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYy9lAYhaQI/AAAAAAAAA00/l6VkJp-eTnQ/s72-c/Sayla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-3466788884551047825</id><published>2009-02-05T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T21:03:54.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sayla</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So this is little Sayla. My sister's friend's little girl. She's so cute and there are way more that I still need to edit, just wanted to give you a little preview. Stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYvErieIl5I/AAAAAAAAA0s/I4yxHulRPo8/s400/SaylaAngel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299545638798137234" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-3466788884551047825?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/3466788884551047825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=3466788884551047825&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/3466788884551047825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/3466788884551047825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/02/sayla.html' title='Sayla'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYvErieIl5I/AAAAAAAAA0s/I4yxHulRPo8/s72-c/SaylaAngel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-1185997031792767133</id><published>2009-02-04T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T08:09:38.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I took some pictures of my nephew Blake yesterday and I love how they turned out. This is definitely the best I've ever done, that's why I'm sharing them with all of you!  As soon as I get more photos of different kids/families, I'm going to start another blog. I'm also going to start charging for photo shoots so if any of you want me to take some pictures, let me know! Just leave me your e-mail and I'll send you the pricing info.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYm8Utmj9fI/AAAAAAAAA0E/_JPqxipykh0/s400/IMG_5569.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298973500602840562" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYm8UdrC3uI/AAAAAAAAAz8/UgR8pivUynE/s400/IMG_5549.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298973496326676194" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYm8U-5eK0I/AAAAAAAAA0M/0Gn0AmexjIo/s1600-h/IMG_5571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYm8U-5eK0I/AAAAAAAAA0M/0Gn0AmexjIo/s400/IMG_5571.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298973505245555522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYm7OYigyGI/AAAAAAAAAz0/I3MvzJZIGxk/s400/IMG_5540.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298972292357867618" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYm7ORihm-I/AAAAAAAAAzs/nSfILw7UmmU/s1600-h/IMG_5517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYm7ORihm-I/AAAAAAAAAzs/nSfILw7UmmU/s400/IMG_5517.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298972290478873570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYm7OJAbacI/AAAAAAAAAzk/bYZJMjh0N-U/s1600-h/IMG_5409+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYm7OJAbacI/AAAAAAAAAzk/bYZJMjh0N-U/s400/IMG_5409+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298972288188377538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYm7N-iBncI/AAAAAAAAAzc/0PInsbOyGj0/s1600-h/IMG_5392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 132px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYm7N-iBncI/AAAAAAAAAzc/0PInsbOyGj0/s400/IMG_5392.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298972285376503234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYm7N3EtgvI/AAAAAAAAAzU/xkhoT61O_Wc/s1600-h/IMG_5370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYm7N3EtgvI/AAAAAAAAAzU/xkhoT61O_Wc/s400/IMG_5370.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298972283374502642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-1185997031792767133?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/1185997031792767133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=1185997031792767133&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/1185997031792767133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/1185997031792767133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/02/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYm8Utmj9fI/AAAAAAAAA0E/_JPqxipykh0/s72-c/IMG_5569.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-2908294440106754007</id><published>2009-01-31T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:34:50.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hope this is contagious!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYVPtDlT-VI/AAAAAAAAAyk/AjSfRub4Q7Q/s1600-h/IMG_5255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 195px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYVPtDlT-VI/AAAAAAAAAyk/AjSfRub4Q7Q/s320/IMG_5255.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297728172145768786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYVPs7UdtJI/AAAAAAAAAyc/TfLy7HEEHVo/s320/IMG_5251.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297728169927619730" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYVPPeqsmAI/AAAAAAAAAyU/lHemcop12Xw/s320/IMG_5253.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297727664020035586" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She tried to be serious for a second...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYVPO3wzmNI/AAAAAAAAAyM/uZNmRGB5mN4/s1600-h/IMG_5246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYVPO3wzmNI/AAAAAAAAAyM/uZNmRGB5mN4/s320/IMG_5246.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297727653576677586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...but then she couldn't handle it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYVPOvYioLI/AAAAAAAAAyE/mBadMB3kq3I/s1600-h/IMG_5252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYVPOvYioLI/AAAAAAAAAyE/mBadMB3kq3I/s320/IMG_5252.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297727651327418546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-2908294440106754007?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/2908294440106754007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=2908294440106754007&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/2908294440106754007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/2908294440106754007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-hope-this-is-contagious.html' title='I hope this is contagious!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SYVPtDlT-VI/AAAAAAAAAyk/AjSfRub4Q7Q/s72-c/IMG_5255.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-2250730916732617527</id><published>2009-01-27T14:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T15:32:44.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>15-Month Brag Moment</title><content type='html'>I know, I know, everyone thinks THEIR kids are the cutest kids ever. Well, so do I! (No, not yours, MINE!) So I'm going to brag a bit about Claire since I haven't done that in a while. I mean, I do here and there but haven't dedicated a whole post to it in a long time.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-She can count to 20 (okay, no she can't)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-She knows a lot of animals--Dog, Cat, Elephant, Horse, Cow, Frog, Duck, Bird, Snake, Hippo, Bear, Tiger, Lion, Bee, pig, mouse, lady bug, spider, monkey, I dunno, you get the point, she knows a lot of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-She can make some animal noises--Lion, Tiger (they make the same noise), Elephant (this is actually really funny considering she's learning it from me, she tries so hard. Levi and my mom can't even make the noise like I can), she tries to do pig but it just isn't happening, monkey (she makes the noise every time she sees a monkey or wants her monkey), snake, cat sometimes, owl, cow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-She knows all of her body parts--Hair, head, eyes, nose, mouth, tongue, teeth, ears, neck, arms, hands, fingers, belly button, belly (same thing), legs, feet, toes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-She can say the following (as well as she knows how, anyway): Baby, Bread, Ball, Uh-oh, Shoes, Jesus, mom, dad, more, Sage (haha she tries), grandma (more like "ma"), Grandpa ("pa"), Jenn (yeah I know, funny), drink, juice (sounds pretty much like Jesus, so does shoes), bye-bye, she tries to say downstairs, down, up. That's all I can think of right now. She tries to say pretty much everything we say but she just can't get the words  out all the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-If I ask her a question and the answer is "yes" she'll nod her head. If the answer is "no" she'll cover her eyes and put her head down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-She pretends she's giving me something and then she'll quickly take it away before I grab it and go "ooooh" like she totally fooled me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-When she drops something she grunts now, that's new as of Sunday. I wonder if I do that? I've never noticed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-If she drops something and she's sitting on her chair, she'll pretend like she's trying hard to reach for it and grunt a lot like she's working really hard. (she's not really working hard at all).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-She likes doing Itsy-bitsy spider, pat-a-cake, row, row, row your boat, and the hokey pokey. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-If she gets something out and I want her to put it back I just say, "Can you go put it back?" and she does. She puts it back exactly where and how she found it, it's so funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-She knows what the garbage is so if I tell her to throw something in the garbage she does. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-She knows that if I put her shoes on that means we're leaving. So she'll bring me her shoes and say "bye-bye" and wave her hands to tell me she wants to go somewhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-When it's time to take a bath she'll start crawling up the stairs towards her bathroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-If I ask her if she wants to take a shower she goes to my bathroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-In books that we have that just have pictures and the flash cards we have, she can point out almost anything I name to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are just so many things she can do! She's so smart and I love her. I don't even necessarily spend a TON of time on things with her, she just catches on really quickly and it makes my job so easy. If you read all of this you're amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-2250730916732617527?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/2250730916732617527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=2250730916732617527&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/2250730916732617527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/2250730916732617527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/01/15-month-brag-moment.html' title='15-Month Brag Moment'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-2649490442182060892</id><published>2009-01-25T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T18:28:11.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Great Weekend</title><content type='html'>On friday night Levi and I went roller skating with our friends Che' and Zac. What great people. I thought I wouldn't be very good at it since I haven't gone roller skating since I was 12 (we had to do roller skating for gym class, awesome), but turns out it wasn't bad at all. Claire wasn't happy that we put her in her stroller but she always gets to have fun. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Che's trying to get McKenna to laugh, she's not really that hardcore... Well maybe a little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SX0fQfQ1a1I/AAAAAAAAAw0/YMwCiothLZk/s320/IMG_4755.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295423104988048210" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SX0d7ylaZAI/AAAAAAAAAwU/f_0RFbFhBCI/s320/IMG_4760.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295421649885750274" /&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SX0d9ktRjoI/AAAAAAAAAwk/JPT-SLAzATE/s320/IMG_4752.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295421680520367746" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boys and their girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SX0d88hbezI/AAAAAAAAAwc/N6rCMOSteXY/s320/IMG_4750.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295421669733268274" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Che', her booty, and the kid with the FREAKING AWESOME Bill Cosby sweater!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SX0d79bq7wI/AAAAAAAAAwM/I_PB7UVta6Q/s320/IMG_4764.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295421652797681410" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday night (I wish I had taken at least one picture) we went to Shandra's house with our girlfriends and brought her dinner. She just had a baby about 2 weeks ago and he is SO cute and little! I forgot how small Claire used to be. It was really fun, though. We each brought an appetizer and just ate and talked all night long. Friends are fun. Don't you think?&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/7237482374542797383-2649490442182060892?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/2649490442182060892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=2649490442182060892&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/2649490442182060892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/2649490442182060892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-great-weekend.html' title='What a Great Weekend'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SX0fQfQ1a1I/AAAAAAAAAw0/YMwCiothLZk/s72-c/IMG_4755.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-8890815136274917875</id><published>2009-01-17T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:28:41.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night Date-in-a-Car</title><content type='html'>On Friday night Levi and I (mainly myself) were feeling pretty anti-social. It would have been a great night to stay in and watch movies, but we already had a babysitter and we needed the time alone. We were PLANNING on going to see The Curious Case of Benjamin Button, but plans changed. Instead, this is what we did:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We ate Chick-Fil-A in our car. Yes, our car. We looked inside the restaurant and saw all of the people (it was really crowded) and decided to just go through the drive-thru and eat the food in our car. How awesome are we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SXITsY3VBPI/AAAAAAAAAuI/7Oc92FIeUU4/s320/Chickfila.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292314165423441138" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After we ate we drove over to Barnes &amp;amp; Noble and read a few books. Yeah, just a few...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SXITr65NWzI/AAAAAAAAAuA/EhRfjI4yWMc/s320/Barnes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292314157378263858" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After reading for a couple of hours we drove over to Cold Stone. And where did we eat it? Say it with me. IN OUR CAR! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SXITsqVF4oI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/zlBCU2ETjR8/s320/Coldstone.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292314170111681154" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was such a great date night. The reason I was feeling so anti-social was due to the fact that Claire woke up at 5:30 in the a.m. and just had a horrible day. She wore me out and I didn't want any innocent people to be victims of my bad attitude. So there you have it. A date in a car. How lovely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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/7237482374542797383-8890815136274917875?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/8890815136274917875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=8890815136274917875&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/8890815136274917875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/8890815136274917875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/01/friday-night-date-in-car.html' title='Friday Night Date-in-a-Car'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SXITsY3VBPI/AAAAAAAAAuI/7Oc92FIeUU4/s72-c/Chickfila.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-5838567653745957294</id><published>2009-01-13T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T07:12:08.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow...</title><content type='html'>So everyone knows Claire looks exactly like Levi. I know, I know. I wish I could take credit for the way she looks, but I just can'tl. Levi has all the good looks in the family and I'm SO glad Claire got them. Well, today I was just outside taking pictures of Claire, like always, and I snapped this picture. She looks EXACTLY like Levi here. It's so strange! I mean even the looks she gives are like his. Man oh man. This is their serious look. Plus, she's teething so it adds a little more tension to her look, as if she's trying to find the cure for cancer. &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SW1l0bVQleI/AAAAAAAAAto/PmDpiJleAwU/s320/IMG_4531.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290997088594728418" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-5838567653745957294?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/5838567653745957294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=5838567653745957294&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/5838567653745957294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/5838567653745957294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/01/wow.html' title='Wow...'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SW1l0bVQleI/AAAAAAAAAto/PmDpiJleAwU/s72-c/IMG_4531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-3305306692715229955</id><published>2009-01-08T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T11:15:56.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The rest of the break...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So the rest of the break pretty much consisted of us all playing Rockband. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SWZKFb-OjFI/AAAAAAAAAs4/NLr89zmVIdQ/s320/IMG_4039.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288996269661785170" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adam really knows how to get the "crowd" going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SWZKpVhcXgI/AAAAAAAAAtA/ahx91huq2WU/s320/IMG_4046.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288996886405733890" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We did try to mix it up, though, by going bowling. Yes, I'm going to brag about how I bowled a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;155&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;. Booyah. Highest score of the night! Claire did pretty alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SWZKEml6VGI/AAAAAAAAAsw/WVueAX4zh_8/s320/IMG_4159.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288996255332717666" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Claire couldn't understand why she couldn't pick up the balls when it was so easy for everyone else. She'd try and try and then give up but the second she'd see someone else pick one up she'd go on trying again. So determined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SWZKD2WhmEI/AAAAAAAAAso/UrrQa0Uj2JQ/s320/IMG_4139.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288996242383280194" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Afterwards we went over to my parents house to watch the Utes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; and Jazz games. Yeah, Levi and his friends got old school jerseys made from a guy who lives in not America. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SWZKqZ-4IUI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/r59ONJHXMtA/s320/IMG_4199.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288996904782799170" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SWZNnIsf1cI/AAAAAAAAAtY/AbQa_lSEcNA/s320/IMG_4200.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289000147137582530" /&gt;Levi has this strange obsession with Thurl Bailey, he makes us listen to his Christmas CD every year. So awful. Needless to say, that's whose name he has on the back of his jersey. &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SWZKpw2gMAI/AAAAAAAAAtI/4xZiPgdz07g/s320/IMG_4203.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288996893741821954" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, for New yea.... I mean, Levi's birthday, we go to Bonsai every year. It's SO good, we love it. My sister and her husband usually come with us but they couldn't this year. So Levi thought it was just going to be the two of us. WELLL... being the awesome wife that I am I told his friends to secretly meet us there to surprise Levi. It was pretty awesome because before we left I told Levi he should just call his friends to see if they should come ('cause I'm so sneaky) and he was like, "No, I'm kind of excited it'll just be the two of us!" Which was really nice and all... luckily he was really surprised his friends were there and he was glad they came. We have a picture but I need Levi to scan it. Just close your eyes and picture this: Lisa, Levi, myself and Shane are all sitting down, in that order, behind us standing are, starting from the left: Adam, Greg, and Chief. There, that's how the picture went. Now I don't have to scan it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-3305306692715229955?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/3305306692715229955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=3305306692715229955&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/3305306692715229955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/3305306692715229955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/01/rest-of-break.html' title='The rest of the break...'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SWZKFb-OjFI/AAAAAAAAAs4/NLr89zmVIdQ/s72-c/IMG_4039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-8250721540663691073</id><published>2009-01-04T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T21:03:33.490-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>What a Break!</title><content type='html'>Oh how I love having Levi home! He didn't have to work for almost 2 weeks and it was the greatest thing ever! We spent every day together as a family just hanging out and having fun and it's been the best almost 2 weeks ever. I'm going to miss him when he goes back to work. We had a wonderful Christmas and a great birthday (we don't celebrate New Years' Eve anymore. For those of you who don't know, Levi's birthday is on New Years' Eve. Luckily, he found someone who hates that holiday anyway). So, where do I start? I guess with Christmas, right? Well, to start off, we had a girls Christmas party slumber partaaay. We went out to eat and had the crappiest server, but we got a free somethin' so it was awesome. &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SWGQ3EiGymI/AAAAAAAAAsA/N2VsLT118Ic/s320/mail.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287666713293671010" /&gt;We decorated cookies, exchanged 5 dolla gifts and a few of us stayed up all night ('till 4 or 5 in the morning) chatting. It was a gay ol' time. The next night was Levi's friends' Christmas party (I don't have a picture of that). I bet you can just imagine the great company I was going off like, 3 hours of sleep. I pretty much stayed in the kitchen baking treats so I didn't pass my grumpiness off to anyone else. Good thing I love baking. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, my brother and his fiance came to visit! I haven't seen my brother in a year. I love having him around. I hope one day they decide to move here to be close to us! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SWGQ4eyJd3I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/B16gv22GpaQ/s320/IMG_3998.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287666737520146290" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SWGNbP19NpI/AAAAAAAAArY/c0svwpe5WTQ/s320/IMG_3898.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287662936758498962" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were only here for a short amount of time so we spent most of the nights over at my parents house so we could hang out with them longer at night and see them in the mornings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Christmas Eve we went over to Levi's parents house to exchange gifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SWGNby72coI/AAAAAAAAAro/_HZISdtJcOM/s320/IMG_3942.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287662946178462338" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  Claire was really into opening presents there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SWGNbXLbwhI/AAAAAAAAArg/OIWHJJmyi2A/s320/IMG_3921.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287662938727629330" /&gt;After that, we went back tomy parents house and decorated cookies and played games. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SWGNcREf_jI/AAAAAAAAArw/05qVtkMZvEY/s320/IMG_3956.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287662954267803186" /&gt;Then, Levi and I went home so we could have our own family Christmas the next morning. This is the chair Levi and I got for Claire. I was sitting in it one day and she pushed me out of it so she could sit in it. Bossy girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SWGNciKIESI/AAAAAAAAAr4/LOuuxLKIuQ4/s320/IMG_3973.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287662958854803746" /&gt;Afterwards we went over to my parents house, opened presents (I got a Dyson! Claire got this cute table and chair set from Ikea. She loves it).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SWGQ4Zc-UQI/AAAAAAAAAsY/tS60BW5UWGI/s320/IMG_4005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287666736089157890" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SWGQ3rZnRXI/AAAAAAAAAsI/r5NH0N6A5Q4/s320/IMG_4032.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287666723727033714" /&gt;Then we headed over to Levi's grandparents house to open some more presents. His grandparents got Claire this rocking horse that neighs. I don't know where to put it at the moment....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Christmas ended up being a lot of fun, I really enjoyed it! Tomorrow (or sometime in the near future) I'll be posting about the rest of the break. Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-8250721540663691073?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/8250721540663691073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=8250721540663691073&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/8250721540663691073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/8250721540663691073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-break.html' title='What a Break!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SWGQ3EiGymI/AAAAAAAAAsA/N2VsLT118Ic/s72-c/mail.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-2122069702118625371</id><published>2008-12-15T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T20:56:09.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh what fun it is to ride in a two man sled-aled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This past Saturday Levi and I went to my parents house to help them wrap some presents that needed to be shipped out to relatives. I LOVE wrapping presents so if anyone needs some help, call me. Anyway, after we finished, we decided it would be fun to take Claire sledding for the first time! She LOVED it. On her way down she would go, "Weeeeeeee" and then laugh when she got to the bottom. It was the cutest thing ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First she went with Levi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SUczgxXID6I/AAAAAAAAArI/7mnsfwBG4YE/s1600-h/IMG_3726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SUczgxXID6I/AAAAAAAAArI/7mnsfwBG4YE/s320/IMG_3726.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280245726214360994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SUczggMJviI/AAAAAAAAArA/kbOWEx8Ca0U/s1600-h/IMG_3718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SUczggMJviI/AAAAAAAAArA/kbOWEx8Ca0U/s320/IMG_3718.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280245721604931106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then my mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SUczgNunmlI/AAAAAAAAAq4/ECFs9MbgdKA/s1600-h/IMG_3713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SUczgNunmlI/AAAAAAAAAq4/ECFs9MbgdKA/s320/IMG_3713.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280245716649220690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Afterwards, we made some fudge. We do it every year for Christmas. It was really fun but my sister didn't get to come 'cause she was sick with the flu. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SUczf6ZJPlI/AAAAAAAAAqw/4XvuZcFV2So/s1600-h/IMG_3748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SUczf6ZJPlI/AAAAAAAAAqw/4XvuZcFV2So/s320/IMG_3748.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280245711458877010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love Christmas so much and I love spending it with family. It doesn't feel like Christmas when I'm not with them. I'm excited for my brother to come out next week with his new fiance! Then everything will be perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-2122069702118625371?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/2122069702118625371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=2122069702118625371&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/2122069702118625371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/2122069702118625371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-what-fun-it-is-to-ride-in-two-man.html' title='Oh what fun it is to ride in a two man sled-aled'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SUczgxXID6I/AAAAAAAAArI/7mnsfwBG4YE/s72-c/IMG_3726.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-4811841984545176223</id><published>2008-12-09T21:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:59:05.014-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I love right now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, Christmas Tree &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, Christmas Tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How lovely are thy branches! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(what? that's not how it goes?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/ST9WVgQKNmI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/TN53zRHU8lI/s320/IMG_2905.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278032215736464994" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Claire knowing she's cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/ST9WW3BGNtI/AAAAAAAAAqo/K1xMz3O6iOg/s1600-h/IMG_3004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/ST9WW3BGNtI/AAAAAAAAAqo/K1xMz3O6iOg/s320/IMG_3004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278032239027173074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The squatting position.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/ST9WWWkSEVI/AAAAAAAAAqg/cCHMfF4GnH0/s1600-h/IMG_3020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/ST9WWWkSEVI/AAAAAAAAAqg/cCHMfF4GnH0/s320/IMG_3020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278032230316380498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Claire helping Levi with the laundry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/ST9WVwzO30I/AAAAAAAAAqY/7pYXmI7X4FM/s1600-h/IMG_3064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/ST9WVwzO30I/AAAAAAAAAqY/7pYXmI7X4FM/s320/IMG_3064.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278032220178538306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I love my curtains but apparently there are Jurtains in the Curtains 'cause it won't let me upload the picture. Sucks to be you guys 'cause you won't be able to see how amazingly awesome they are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-4811841984545176223?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/4811841984545176223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=4811841984545176223&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/4811841984545176223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/4811841984545176223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2008/12/things-i-love-right-now.html' title='Things I love right now...'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/ST9WVgQKNmI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/TN53zRHU8lI/s72-c/IMG_2905.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-3266684949209802846</id><published>2008-12-03T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T20:41:25.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Most Wonderful Time of the Year!</title><content type='html'>That title doesn't really have anything to do with my post. Levi was just singing it so it's in my head. Only his version goes a little like this, "It's a half decent time, yes a somewhat enjoyable time, of the year." Oh, what a fungi. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, here are some pictures of what Claire's been up to lately...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                     Pondering on Curbs. She's very deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/STdddCUZ2lI/AAAAAAAAAqI/eSlUJTLtQ9Q/s320/IMG_2774.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275788241907866194" /&gt;                  &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Wiping food all over herself. "Uh, maybe that was a bad idea."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/STddc4ARfTI/AAAAAAAAAqA/E3EK_NjXWOU/s320/IMG_2864.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275788239139077426" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;Looking at the ornaments and saying "Oohhh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/STddcr43Z2I/AAAAAAAAAp4/abybZIF1krQ/s320/IMG_2855.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275788235886782306" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;She likes it when I put the little hair that she has into clips/hair ties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/STddb2fd0cI/AAAAAAAAApw/9rlRD-a7kMc/s320/Year+2-month+2-12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275788221553168834" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She carries this in her mouth all the time while she's doing other things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/STdcqrLMy8I/AAAAAAAAApo/228jR43865I/s320/IMG_2853.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275787376701787074" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;She kept climbing up the ladder to help Levi put the lights up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/STdcqVWBEKI/AAAAAAAAApg/FO8jEznmEaY/s320/IMG_2836.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275787370841575586" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;If she falls down, she just lays like this as if she meant to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/STdcp8h3L7I/AAAAAAAAApY/rZyow4z3xM4/s320/IMG_2783.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275787364180373426" /&gt;She now models for JCrew. They have a children's line now. They created it just so they could &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;have Claire as their model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/STdcpvoFikI/AAAAAAAAApQ/QEa8BxC249A/s320/IMG_2790.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275787360716819010" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;She thinks it's "cool" to hang out in freezers. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/STdcpFTHRyI/AAAAAAAAApI/ScrbPm0l58Q/s320/IMG_2702.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275787349354563362" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stay tuned, I'll be posting pictures of our Christmas decorations and our awesome new curtains. But then again, I might not.&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/7237482374542797383-3266684949209802846?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/3266684949209802846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=3266684949209802846&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/3266684949209802846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/3266684949209802846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2008/12/most-wonderful-time-of-year.html' title='The Most Wonderful Time of the Year!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/STdddCUZ2lI/AAAAAAAAAqI/eSlUJTLtQ9Q/s72-c/IMG_2774.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-5838998537264693474</id><published>2008-11-25T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T09:35:42.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Claire and Jewelry-Love/Hate relationship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's Claire having fun with the jewelry, taking it out of the box, putting it back in. Just loving it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SSw3GpbZ5aI/AAAAAAAAAo4/bUFE6rUAbVs/s320/Year+2-month+2-0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272649851083548066" /&gt;All of a sudden she turns on it. She hates it and wants it off. Literally, this happened in a split second. Babies are so funny with their emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SSw3G8L8PqI/AAAAAAAAApA/NzJ-16Nskxg/s1600-h/Year+2-month+2-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SSw3G8L8PqI/AAAAAAAAApA/NzJ-16Nskxg/s320/Year+2-month+2-10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272649856118963874" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7237482374542797383-5838998537264693474?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/5838998537264693474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=5838998537264693474&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/5838998537264693474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/5838998537264693474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2008/11/claire-and-jewelry-lovehate.html' title='Claire and Jewelry-Love/Hate relationship'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SSw3GpbZ5aI/AAAAAAAAAo4/bUFE6rUAbVs/s72-c/Year+2-month+2-0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-6605049928504508088</id><published>2008-11-18T18:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T18:06:36.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know it's early but it's so funny!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color:#e9e9e9; width: 425px;"&gt;Pause my playlist and Turn up the volume!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#e9e9e9; width: 425px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#e9e9e9; width: 425px;"&gt;&lt;object id="A123770" quality="high" data="http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=z5GQmh13FWhmPFzg&amp;amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;amp;partnerID=ElfYourself" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="319" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=z5GQmh13FWhmPFzg&amp;amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;amp;partnerID=ElfYourself"&gt;&lt;param name="scaleMode" value="showAll"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="external_make_id=z5GQmh13FWhmPFzg&amp;amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;amp;partnerID=ElfYourself"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center; width:435px; margin-top:6px;"&gt;Send your own &lt;a href="http://www.elfyourself.com/"&gt;ElfYourself&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.jibjab.com/"&gt;eCards&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIyNzA2MDE5MDMwMiZwdD*xMjI3MDYwMzAzNzM*JnA9NDE4ODEzJmQ9MjAyNjY1Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTImdD*mbz1jODEzZmRlYTgyZDM*N2UzODQ1ZTFkMjAxZDM5MzEzMg==.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-6605049928504508088?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/6605049928504508088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=6605049928504508088&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/6605049928504508088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/6605049928504508088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-knwo-its-early-but-its-so-funny.html' title='I know it&apos;s early but it&apos;s so funny!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-644987515962524749</id><published>2008-11-17T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T07:32:23.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothin' Much</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't have anything to post about really. But I thought it was time to update my blog. Say hi to Claire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SSQxRdLAgdI/AAAAAAAAAok/odsKBugoLaE/s320/CrazyBear4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270391639888658898" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SSQxREDElLI/AAAAAAAAAoc/8CY-voIJrlI/s320/CrazyBear8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270391633144485042" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SSQxR2T8xkI/AAAAAAAAAos/7zqzgPML3qw/s320/CrazyBear3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270391646637049410" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/7237482374542797383-644987515962524749?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/644987515962524749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=644987515962524749&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/644987515962524749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/644987515962524749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2008/11/nothin-much.html' title='Nothin&apos; Much'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/SSQxRdLAgdI/AAAAAAAAAok/odsKBugoLaE/s72-c/CrazyBear4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237482374542797383.post-2987254859317586274</id><published>2008-11-06T14:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T18:02:57.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, I'm going private as well!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm going private a week from TODAY (maybe a week and a half. Maybe two). Leave your e-mail even if I don't know you. 'Cause you might want to stalk our family since you knew Levi from high school or something. Or you think I'm SO HOT and you like my body. Or you just think I'm the smartest person EVER and you think you'll get stupider by the day if you don't read my blog. K. The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7237482374542797383-2987254859317586274?l=nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/feeds/2987254859317586274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7237482374542797383&amp;postID=2987254859317586274&amp;isPopup=true' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/2987254859317586274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7237482374542797383/posts/default/2987254859317586274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingbutawesomeness.blogspot.com/2008/11/yes-im-going-private-as-well-deal-with.html' title='Yes, I&apos;m going private as well!!!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431659484395097944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sAW5JLvwO8o/R9InQ-K2RHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dPZ7OQ311wA/S220/100_0421.JPG'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry></feed>
