<?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-5653293211689693308</id><updated>2011-09-08T11:06:19.522-07:00</updated><category term='Couponing'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Preschool'/><category term='Gardening'/><category term='Food'/><title type='text'>Ready Bologna!!</title><subtitle type='html'>Funny stories and events of our little family.  "Ready Bologna" is 
Conner's interpretation of "Ready Spaghetti" so before we leave every day we yell, "Ready Bologna!!!"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-7417317872334908144</id><published>2011-05-19T15:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T15:54:13.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tom the Turtle Activities and Mother’s Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Conner and I have been working on Tom the Turtle activities all week…and it’s been so much fun!&amp;#160; I think it’s so important for me to help my growing preschooler instead of just relying on others to teach writing, &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TdWfXjIwbjI/AAAAAAAAAhc/F6rVXFLYh54/s1600-h/IMG_5761%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5761" border="0" alt="IMG_5761" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TdWfYAa3gZI/AAAAAAAAAhg/rZ0mwREe_oc/IMG_5761_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TdWfYnOTktI/AAAAAAAAAhk/HC1fcBKnUqE/s1600-h/IMG_5762%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5762" border="0" alt="IMG_5762" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TdWfZF1RmVI/AAAAAAAAAho/dPwf8tjYwec/IMG_5762_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;math,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TdWfZrlrSgI/AAAAAAAAAhs/mE845rvnXtc/s1600-h/IMG_5766%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5766" border="0" alt="IMG_5766" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TdWfZ3gmw0I/AAAAAAAAAhw/zKbEqoQ5QjA/IMG_5766_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;reading,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TdWfaVyY4MI/AAAAAAAAAh0/1907naO4fF8/s1600-h/IMG_5760%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5760" border="0" alt="IMG_5760" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TdWfa9u9uzI/AAAAAAAAAh4/ovYBs1XP_E4/IMG_5760_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;and problem solving.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TdWfbS-Ok9I/AAAAAAAAAh8/mCnLU5suaq8/s1600-h/IMG_5763%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5763" border="0" alt="IMG_5763" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TdWfb_ZuptI/AAAAAAAAAiA/yH9n8EpZL_4/IMG_5763_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Because, then I get to see the results for myself.&amp;#160; And they are oh so rewarding.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TdWfcUwZrjI/AAAAAAAAAiE/Qi82iiqdJsc/s1600-h/IMG_5765%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5765" border="0" alt="IMG_5765" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TdWfc-5HOdI/AAAAAAAAAiI/4V9Kx1DZz6w/IMG_5765_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I use &lt;a href="http://www.confessionsofahomeschooler.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Confessions of a Homeschooler&lt;/a&gt; A LOT and print off all kinds of pages of activities and Conner and I work on them every week. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We don’t just work all the time, though. For Mother’s Day we got to go fishing!!&amp;#160; Yes, I know….that sounds like such a Father’s Day&amp;#160; thing to do, but we really did have a lot of fun. For some reason, the kids were more interested in the four wheelers than the fish.&amp;#160; *sigh* So much for those great photo moments.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TdWfdUkEFlI/AAAAAAAAAiM/18hMiElqE90/s1600-h/IMG_5759%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5759" border="0" alt="IMG_5759" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TdWfd1FST_I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/cby8qxLMulA/IMG_5759_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TdWfetODt1I/AAAAAAAAAiU/cDZt4NQV0zw/s1600-h/IMG_5755%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5755" border="0" alt="IMG_5755" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TdWffDhHarI/AAAAAAAAAiY/Ug7C01OgL9s/IMG_5755_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Somehow, my mom ended up cooking on Mother’s Day.&amp;#160; Doesn’t seem very fair, does it?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TdWffu7wgwI/AAAAAAAAAic/7XLneK7QYbg/s1600-h/IMG_5753%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5753" border="0" alt="IMG_5753" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TdWfgIhtILI/AAAAAAAAAig/m-9XE2noEw0/IMG_5753_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TdWfhGl3MKI/AAAAAAAAAik/MbZzeJ_hQWI/s1600-h/IMG_5751%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5751" border="0" alt="IMG_5751" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TdWfhiYbWII/AAAAAAAAAio/2LgVsFgJ30Q/IMG_5751_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;She did, however, catch the biggest fish, so maybe that made up for it!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TdWfiOxDBQI/AAAAAAAAAis/Ey9e0zId7TM/s1600-h/IMG_5747%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5747" border="0" alt="IMG_5747" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TdWfiSbCFxI/AAAAAAAAAiw/Q0NIfYIvmYA/IMG_5747_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;…which was almost as big as Gage!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TdWfjA1MFdI/AAAAAAAAAi0/QWpqiLWQLGI/s1600-h/IMG_5749%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5749" border="0" alt="IMG_5749" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TdWfjqbCNUI/AAAAAAAAAi4/36eh4_yTTRk/IMG_5749_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My boys love to fish….for about ten minutes.&amp;#160; The biggest “boy” could fish all day if I’d let him, though!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TdWfk4Db08I/AAAAAAAAAi8/TRi3IpSsEqQ/s1600-h/IMG_5741%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5741" border="0" alt="IMG_5741" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TdWflC5DSII/AAAAAAAAAjA/7anMFKVFDd4/IMG_5741_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’d post a picture of my big catch….if I had caught any.&amp;#160; I told Chris I’d rather be taking pictures and capturing the moments than catching fish that I just throw back into the water.&amp;#160; He’s starting to think I was lying when I told him how much I loved to fish back before we got married!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-7417317872334908144?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/7417317872334908144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=7417317872334908144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/7417317872334908144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/7417317872334908144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2011/05/tom-turtle-activities-and-mothers-day.html' title='Tom the Turtle Activities and Mother’s Day'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TdWfYAa3gZI/AAAAAAAAAhg/rZ0mwREe_oc/s72-c/IMG_5761_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-3457351496472446394</id><published>2011-03-31T06:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T06:38:57.217-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gardening'/><title type='text'>Tomatoes, Cucumbers and Snapdragons, Oh my!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;To save on money, we have started some plants from seeds and we now have little seedlings.&amp;#160; They are so cute!&amp;#160; I feel like I have another baby around.&amp;#160; Feed and water them, make sure they get out in the sun for a while, come in when it gets too cool out.&amp;#160; No diapers to change, though.&amp;#160; That’s the great part!!&amp;#160; Hopefully, my little plants will all make it through this cold weather we have been having and grow to be big strong plants that will feed us all through the winter.&amp;#160; Sweet, little things.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TZSD4lEcJEI/AAAAAAAAAhE/kZ7IipadNmo/s1600-h/IMG_5616%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_5616" border="0" alt="IMG_5616" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TZSD5ewmiLI/AAAAAAAAAhI/XuRw3d6jbVA/IMG_5616_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="351" height="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Aren’t they precious?&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TZSD6ep7xZI/AAAAAAAAAhM/5IhaoW8MCH8/s1600-h/IMG_5617%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_5617" border="0" alt="IMG_5617" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TZSD63VL7YI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/3rKUykBUAow/IMG_5617_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="258" height="391" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Conner and I are so proud.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TZSD7oY6lAI/AAAAAAAAAhU/60kpBiOBQD4/s1600-h/IMG_5618%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_5618" border="0" alt="IMG_5618" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TZSD8NFJJzI/AAAAAAAAAhY/1MyUjk5SMlY/IMG_5618_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="381" height="262" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 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You know the song…Mom, mom, bo, bomb, banana, fana, fo, fom, me, my, mo, mom, MOM.&amp;#160; Well, for little ones under four, it’s the best song in the world.&amp;#160; I think Conner has sang this song to every word under the sun.&amp;#160; Yes, even truck.&amp;#160; Let’s not talk about that.&amp;#160; He was singing one of the renditions the other night when we had the cousins over and they thought it was hilarious!&amp;#160; Every word is funny in that song.&amp;#160; And, I kind of like it for the whole rhyming lesson he’s getting from it.&amp;#160; No complaints here…except when we get to truck.&amp;#160; Yikes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TY_8OTMmeII/AAAAAAAAAgU/CN1rv5tgRz0/s1600-h/IMG_5588%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_5588" border="0" alt="IMG_5588" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TY_8OwPLJjI/AAAAAAAAAgY/UDuduqwGT-k/IMG_5588_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="412" height="287" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have been couponing lately.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TY_8QpsOPyI/AAAAAAAAAgc/2Hnfgra4E48/s1600-h/IMG_5597%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_5597" border="0" alt="IMG_5597" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TY_8RD57tYI/AAAAAAAAAgg/JoeoxaWpGU4/IMG_5597_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="317" height="218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s becoming an obsession.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TY_8Sr4DNfI/AAAAAAAAAgk/iWdQt6KVwnk/s1600-h/IMG_5583%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_5583" border="0" alt="IMG_5583" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TY_8THX4s3I/AAAAAAAAAgo/HeKKrr2uiM0/IMG_5583_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="296" height="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Someone help me.&amp;#160; I’m out of control.&amp;#160; But, I’ve started thinking.&amp;#160; If I’m trying so hard to save money with coupons, why not start actually making my own things that would be even cheaper to make than to buy with coupons.&amp;#160; So, I have begun to bake bread with the help from this one..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TY_8UF7awhI/AAAAAAAAAgs/JNFqVSSACAM/s1600-h/IMG_5591%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_5591" border="0" alt="IMG_5591" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TY_8U83UFxI/AAAAAAAAAgw/XQdAKz8-50w/IMG_5591_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="343" height="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He’s great help, but he says that the bread that he helps with is better than the bread I make by myself.&amp;#160; And it’s true.&amp;#160; I don’t know what I do wrong.&amp;#160; Or maybe I should be saying, I don’t know what he adds to make it better.&amp;#160; Probably better off not knowing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’ve also started my tomato plants from seeds and we water them every day and let the sun shine on them and make sure this one…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TY_8VnqzjkI/AAAAAAAAAg0/7rZmSqCuJv8/s1600-h/IMG_5593%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_5593" border="0" alt="IMG_5593" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TY_8WLla5MI/AAAAAAAAAg4/x63FWuKwbQA/IMG_5593_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="356" height="249" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;doesn’t get into them and eat the dirt.&amp;#160; He’s ornery like that.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TY_8XCZ-qcI/AAAAAAAAAg8/bXdbelYtwN4/s1600-h/IMG_5589%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_5589" border="0" alt="IMG_5589" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TY_8Xn7alKI/AAAAAAAAAhA/IwpF7eO_2hc/IMG_5589_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="365" height="251" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’ll update you on the plants as they grow.&amp;#160; If you don’t hear anything for a while or see me in the store buying tomato plants when the time is right, please don’t ask.&amp;#160; You may crush my pride.&amp;#160; Either that or Gage may have dirt stuck in his teeth.&amp;#160; Oh, to raise two boys.&amp;#160; (I secretly love it!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-8697528287217394200?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/8697528287217394200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=8697528287217394200' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/8697528287217394200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/8697528287217394200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2011/03/raising-boys.html' title='Raising Boys'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TY_8OwPLJjI/AAAAAAAAAgY/UDuduqwGT-k/s72-c/IMG_5588_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-4367395923405046007</id><published>2011-03-25T14:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T14:44:38.053-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Cream Cheese Brownies=Yummmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Are you ever in a hurry and need something sweet to take to a get together?&amp;#160; That happened to me today.&amp;#160; We have a Scrap ‘n Craft at our church and realized when I got home that I have nothing to take to it!&amp;#160; My go-to dessert is this simple brownie that I usually have all the ingredients for.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TY0MuczFo_I/AAAAAAAAAgE/VElGyexjs1k/s1600-h/IMG_5584%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_5584" border="0" alt="IMG_5584" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TY0MvEBVBHI/AAAAAAAAAgI/xsUuF86fNrg/IMG_5584_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="362" height="249" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Here’s what you need:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1 box of any kind of brownie mix w/ the ingredients to make the brownies&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1 8-oz cream cheese, softened&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1 egg, beaten&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1/4 cup sugar&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Chocolate chips, optional&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Mix the brownie mix as the directions on the box says and pour into a 13x9 baking pan.&amp;#160; Mix the cream cheese, egg and sugar in a separate bowl.&amp;#160; Next, drop the cream cheese mixture on top of the brownies in the pan and create a marble effect with a butter knife.&amp;#160; Sprinkle the chocolate chips on top and throw into the oven.&amp;#160; Bake at 350 for about 30 minutes.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TY0Mwr260II/AAAAAAAAAgM/GqDfc3pNsfs/s1600-h/IMG_5585%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_5585" border="0" alt="IMG_5585" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TY0MxZPVjfI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/5Ey79yza4ic/IMG_5585_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="396" height="272" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;These are so good and so simple to make!&amp;#160; Now I’m going to get ready for my scrapbook party!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-4367395923405046007?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/4367395923405046007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=4367395923405046007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/4367395923405046007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/4367395923405046007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2011/03/cream-cheese-browniesyummmmm.html' title='Cream Cheese Brownies=Yummmmm'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TY0MvEBVBHI/AAAAAAAAAgI/xsUuF86fNrg/s72-c/IMG_5584_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-8308264032873717308</id><published>2011-03-24T19:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T19:40:41.240-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gardening'/><title type='text'>We Heart Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Conner and I have started doing little preschool activities just for fun…and (don’t tell him!!) keep him learning what preschoolers need to learn.&amp;#160; Here are some pictures of a counting exercise we did.&amp;#160; I put a number in the bottom of the cup from one to ten and Conner put little candy hearts (it was near Valentine’s Day) in them, appropriate to the number on the paper.&amp;#160; We’ve been having so much fun doing these little activities together and I love thinking or researching new things for him to do.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TYv-eJeqwaI/AAAAAAAAAfk/WXLd5W8x0Tk/s1600-h/IMG_5574%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_5574" border="0" alt="IMG_5574" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TYv-erL0MkI/AAAAAAAAAfo/mWoOhC0RDOU/IMG_5574_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="353" height="242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TYv-ftnEIMI/AAAAAAAAAfs/hv8bBIjwRcs/s1600-h/IMG_5572%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_5572" border="0" alt="IMG_5572" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TYv-ge_RY9I/AAAAAAAAAfw/8MRVn9AUTFc/IMG_5572_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="257" height="390" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We’ve absolutely loved this spring weather and soak up every moment we can spending time outside.&amp;#160; With the rising food costs, we are planning a pretty large garden, so we have started getting it ready.&amp;#160; We are planning on planting tomatoes, green beans, zucchini, corn, green peppers, potatoes, carrots (just because I think it would be fun for the boys to pull up out of the ground!), cucumbers and little pumpkins (again, for the boys for fun and maybe a little fall decorating!).&amp;#160; We’re also getting our flower garden ready.&amp;#160; The boys are so helpful right now...probably because it’s the beginning of gardening, so pulling the wagon seems new again!&amp;#160; I’ll take what I can get.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TYv-in-_4pI/AAAAAAAAAf0/q1uHHUquV_I/s1600-h/IMG_5578%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_5578" border="0" alt="IMG_5578" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TYv-jbN0K4I/AAAAAAAAAf4/jeFuSPZY4QQ/IMG_5578_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="427" height="293" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I know, realistically, when it’s time to weed and hoe, all boys (including the hubby) will disappear.&amp;#160; A mother’s work is never done, but they are so worth every single thing I do for them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TYv-k4yrCLI/AAAAAAAAAf8/TO3G4q1IZUY/s1600-h/IMG_5579%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_5579" border="0" alt="IMG_5579" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TYv-lYwkhWI/AAAAAAAAAgA/gM1ftflwfZ4/IMG_5579_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="285" height="433" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-8308264032873717308?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/8308264032873717308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=8308264032873717308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/8308264032873717308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/8308264032873717308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2011/03/we-heart-spring.html' title='We Heart Spring'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TYv-erL0MkI/AAAAAAAAAfo/mWoOhC0RDOU/s72-c/IMG_5574_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-3574571566452755589</id><published>2010-06-24T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T19:57:00.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Perfect Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TCQaJTJZLxI/AAAAAAAAAcs/OCp3ROer2eU/s1600/06+22+10_0878_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486538993104924434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TCQaJTJZLxI/AAAAAAAAAcs/OCp3ROer2eU/s400/06+22+10_0878_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has their idea of a perfect day, right? Mine would consist of no housework, lots of yummy cooking, scrapbooking, and playing with my family of boys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Chris would probably have a day's worth of fishing, hunting, camping, anything outdoors that involves chiggers, mosquitos, and snakes. (yuck) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gage is still pretty little to determine what his favorites are, but as of right now, his day would be filled with ice cream, food off fo the floor to eat, taking toys away from Conner, and endless snuggles with his favorite people who carry him all day long. Hmm....sounds like Gage gets perfect days every day. Must be nice to be a baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But, my Conner boy, he is not the average 3 1/2 year old. His perfect day would be this.... (and he gets to do it only a few times each year)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486534889658633538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TCQWacnjzUI/AAAAAAAAAcU/3n9OSY_tfEI/s400/06+22+10_0886_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We wait and wait and wait for that pesky wheat (or soybeans or corn or whatever else is growing at the time) to grow just enough to be ready to cut and then when Grandpa and Uncle Kirby say it's time to combine, we have a party! Conner absolutely loves riding in that combine! (My parents probably wish I would have been like that when I was little when they HAD to take me because they were both in the fields)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486534870871938210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TCQWZWodlKI/AAAAAAAAAcE/z8RiXp7t5f8/s400/06+22+10_0880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Is Uncle Kirby almost here, Mom?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486534897175738978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TCQWa4nxumI/AAAAAAAAAcc/B8_A9nqWffc/s400/06+22+10_0889_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yea! He's here!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486534904082170354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TCQWbSWZgfI/AAAAAAAAAck/veDger-n2nk/s400/06+22+10_0890_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 combine + an Uncle Kirby to drive = one happy boy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By the way, my "yuck" on Chris' perfect day was for the critters, not the day.  I don't mind the occassional fishing trip, but the animals that I know have some kind of purpose on this planet just aren't my cup of tea usually.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-3574571566452755589?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/3574571566452755589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=3574571566452755589' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/3574571566452755589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/3574571566452755589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2010/06/perfect-day.html' title='The Perfect Day'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TCQaJTJZLxI/AAAAAAAAAcs/OCp3ROer2eU/s72-c/06+22+10_0878_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-2728152144086012862</id><published>2010-06-22T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T19:42:19.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh-oh, Grandma</title><content type='html'>Gage has been sick all day today at my mom's house and this is a little bit of the conversation at her house:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conner:  uh-oh, grandma.  oh, no.  not again.  not again, gager.  he did it again, grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grandma:  he did what again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conner:  i heard him.  i heard him squirt again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess it was time for yet another diaper change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-2728152144086012862?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/2728152144086012862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=2728152144086012862' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/2728152144086012862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/2728152144086012862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2010/06/uh-oh-grandma.html' title='Uh-oh, Grandma'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-7459085297237871480</id><published>2010-06-20T18:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T18:49:14.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Note to self:</title><content type='html'>Someday I need to thank Conner for helping me with Gage. He has really taken on the responsibility of big brother. Tonight I &lt;u&gt;had&lt;/u&gt; to water my garden. Seriously. It was literally dying of thirst. Things were getting brown...and not in a good way.  When my boys go outside, they have every intention to play, not work. Eat, nap (when they desire to...they are the bosses these days), eat a few more times, play. Those are the things on their to-do lists. Cleaning and gardening are not necessities to them. So when I have to go outside to water the garden, they go out expecting to swing on the swings. That is the first (and only) stop in their minds. Meanwhile, I am on a mission. Garden needs watered. Water the garden. The garden needs you. Thankfully, I now have this amazing three-year-old boy who loves his momma so. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485037512265745042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TB7EjnJKwpI/AAAAAAAAAbs/rrYN8tNtlPw/s400/102_1810_edited-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, instead of whining and begging me to swing him (okay, there was a little bit of whining and begging, but really only a little), he gets off of his swing and swings his little brother. Isn't he the sweetest boy in the whole world?! My boys are the best.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485037533154309506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TB7Ek09Y9YI/AAAAAAAAAb8/AEvVo3qbMzs/s400/02+02+04_0528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485037520936421602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TB7EkHcayOI/AAAAAAAAAb0/UYb00ewH4u0/s400/02+02+04_0529_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-7459085297237871480?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/7459085297237871480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=7459085297237871480' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/7459085297237871480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/7459085297237871480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2010/06/note-to-self.html' title='Note to self:'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TB7EjnJKwpI/AAAAAAAAAbs/rrYN8tNtlPw/s72-c/102_1810_edited-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-7410102184692976268</id><published>2010-06-16T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T13:00:08.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Additions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had completely forgotten how sweet little newborn babies smell in the midst of my three years of sweaty, muddy, chocolate-covered outdoor gang. But, I got to reminise last night when I got to see my new nephew for the very first time. Meet our new little Brody. Moms who are surrounded by the independent toddlers, take it in and enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483460706610143554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBkqdcVPYUI/AAAAAAAAAbE/W6iHjwyj4PM/s400/06+15+10_0780_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483460708498365394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBkqdjXbW9I/AAAAAAAAAbM/aDJwZs9ECMs/s400/06+15+10_0781_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now back to my sweaty boys. I really can't get too comfortable with that new baby phase that makes you forget about sleepless nights and feedings and pooping (oh, the pooping) or else I will want to do it all over again and I'm so not ready for that right now. I'm still trying to get my big baby out of that stage. :) Our church had VBS this past week and my boys had a ball! Oh my goodness! Here are some pics of our carnival night:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483457078678549890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBknKRO8dYI/AAAAAAAAAZs/RCXLJzj4dqk/s400/06+13+10_0811_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We can't wait to see our Conner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483457058293434114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBknJFSwRwI/AAAAAAAAAZc/TkZB7HYJ64s/s400/06+13+10_0800_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Here he comes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483457071760920722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBknJ3dp0JI/AAAAAAAAAZk/zOq2ZqC-wKc/s400/06+13+10_0805_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;See if you can find Conner!!! (bottom left, next to the little girl in the white skirt)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;GAME TIME!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483457094825058226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBknLNYkn7I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/AD4NA2eu41k/s400/06+13+10_0816_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483457083462426770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBknKjDgoJI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/3jxJzp1lHNU/s400/06+13+10_0813_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I always thought Conner would be scared of these big slides and heights. Boy was I wrong. He is so brave...just like his Momma. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483458012645578786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBkoAoiCWCI/AAAAAAAAAaE/Uo-5LiL2Mks/s400/06+13+10_0817_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483458023985732722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBkoBSxvXHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/QSM2VjS2dXc/s400/06+13+10_0818_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;c: Mmmm this is good, Mom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483460664726646770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBkqbATb7_I/AAAAAAAAAas/kG2UhbD0NCs/s400/06+13+10_0819_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;c: &lt;em&gt;Ooops, I think I spilled.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me: Why don't you just sit down and eat your slush?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;c: Good idea, Mom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483460681051245250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBkqb9HhisI/AAAAAAAAAa0/YJKdP8T5QTI/s400/06+13+10_0820_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;c: Like this?  Is this better?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;me: Ummm....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483458068548220146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBkoD4yQ9PI/AAAAAAAAAak/xdnZaI3k6bY/s400/06+13+10_0825_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; me: There you go.  Much better.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483460694145832818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBkqct5hF3I/AAAAAAAAAa8/WcJe28u3x3s/s400/06+13+10_0824_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gage made sure he didn't get left out on the slushy.  Hey, at least it's blue and matches the shirt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We have yet another addition to our family!  Meet our new washer and dryer that was spent with money that was supposed to be our finished basement!!!  I'm still a little bit grumpy that our old washer went out, but these work so well that I don't miss the basement getting finished right now....sort of.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483461262267085906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBkq9yULdFI/AAAAAAAAAbk/290umKzErCg/s400/06+14+10_0783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-7410102184692976268?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/7410102184692976268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=7410102184692976268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/7410102184692976268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/7410102184692976268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2010/06/additions.html' title='Additions'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBkqdcVPYUI/AAAAAAAAAbE/W6iHjwyj4PM/s72-c/06+15+10_0780_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-5187471557594573171</id><published>2010-06-13T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T15:21:29.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons on eating...</title><content type='html'>I always let Conner eat by himself from a pretty young age and it worked quite well. So, thinking I am a pure genius, I tried that theory out on Gage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482385685617620770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBVYu_DstyI/AAAAAAAAAX8/DgasYYeQvCg/s400/05+30+10_0775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482385691878916418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBVYvWYggUI/AAAAAAAAAYE/GMd-LxRon0o/s400/05+30+10_0776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482385695602382434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBVYvkQQFmI/AAAAAAAAAYM/iOdqoaHggBg/s400/05+30+10_0777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Maybe my sons are the geniuses instead of me. Conner for simply figuring it out and Gage for figuring out how to have a little fun, get a bath (where he ends up having a ball splashing water all over my floor that will probably end up molding at some point in my life), enjoy chocolate pudding (shhh...don't tell him it's sugar free), and smile at the end of it all, inevitably making Momma smile, too.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482385707189598930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBVYwPa2-tI/AAAAAAAAAYU/h0O21lhDBHI/s400/05+30+10_0778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-5187471557594573171?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/5187471557594573171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=5187471557594573171' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/5187471557594573171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/5187471557594573171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2010/06/lessons-on-eating.html' title='Lessons on eating...'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBVYu_DstyI/AAAAAAAAAX8/DgasYYeQvCg/s72-c/05+30+10_0775.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-522745070641529899</id><published>2010-06-12T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T20:31:26.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do we have a photographer on our hands?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBRPsWXeqvI/AAAAAAAAAX0/SiBa4k0hq0k/s1600/06+11+10_0711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482094269753633522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBRPsWXeqvI/AAAAAAAAAX0/SiBa4k0hq0k/s400/06+11+10_0711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are a few pictures that Conner decided to take with my camera.  I thought it was pretty good insight on the views of a 3 year old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBRPTktjhbI/AAAAAAAAAXs/OsoWCtqi86c/s1600/06+11+10_0714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482093844107593138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBRPTktjhbI/AAAAAAAAAXs/OsoWCtqi86c/s400/06+11+10_0714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBRPTY_1QbI/AAAAAAAAAXk/LVyw3VO1gkg/s1600/06+11+10_0686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482093840963027378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBRPTY_1QbI/AAAAAAAAAXk/LVyw3VO1gkg/s400/06+11+10_0686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, and how in the world did my baby go from this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482093813140030850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBRPRxWUBYI/AAAAAAAAAXM/BPpOWLqe3tE/s400/100_1870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...to this in just 11 months?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBRPS_K35RI/AAAAAAAAAXc/kEWiJp1Lue4/s1600/06+11+10_0727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482093834030015762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBRPS_K35RI/AAAAAAAAAXc/kEWiJp1Lue4/s400/06+11+10_0727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and 11 months have already flown by?  Goodness.  (please don't notice the dirty feet...i know only perfect, on-top-of-everything mothers have their children's feet and other limbs always clean.  i am not one of those moms. :)  but, please do notice those thick thighs...aren't they funny?!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBRPSdSUSeI/AAAAAAAAAXU/3ua2y0f3OUs/s1600/06+11+10_0728_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482093824934431202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBRPSdSUSeI/AAAAAAAAAXU/3ua2y0f3OUs/s400/06+11+10_0728_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Someday soon I will have to post a video on Gage moving around.  He's been doing it for a month or two now.  He scoots on his bottom and it is the funniest thing I have ever seen.  Conner calls him our "Scooty Booty Boy."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-522745070641529899?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/522745070641529899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=522745070641529899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/522745070641529899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/522745070641529899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2010/06/do-we-have-photographer-on-our-hands.html' title='Do we have a photographer on our hands?'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBRPsWXeqvI/AAAAAAAAAX0/SiBa4k0hq0k/s72-c/06+11+10_0711.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-2606664867885337810</id><published>2010-06-11T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T20:30:32.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Dad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBL-YmLprPI/AAAAAAAAAXE/FtTrbnC6mio/s1600/05+31+10_0773_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481723394983046386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBL-YmLprPI/AAAAAAAAAXE/FtTrbnC6mio/s400/05+31+10_0773_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBL-X0EuwSI/AAAAAAAAAW8/x-QZdcYqo-Y/s1600/06+06+10_0766_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481723381532246306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBL-X0EuwSI/AAAAAAAAAW8/x-QZdcYqo-Y/s400/06+06+10_0766_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="justify"&gt;We had a little birthday party for Chris tonight. Even though his birthday was actually (as a side note, conner's new word is "actually" and he says it in many sentences like, "i would like some ice cream actually." it's kind of funny to hear coming from such a little boy.) on Wednesday, we celebrated tonight because Chris was in Las Vegas for a school trip/conference on Wednesday. So, tonight was the night and we had a blast! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can you count the kids?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481720824681451282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBL8C_D_zxI/AAAAAAAAAVs/wpBlN1Mv874/s400/06+11+10_0743_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Here's one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481720832608331106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBL8Dcl6ZWI/AAAAAAAAAV0/81SYgkniXm8/s400/06+11+10_0745_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...two...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481720838611273938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBL8Dy9ICNI/AAAAAAAAAV8/y-eIPn0cBUM/s400/06+11+10_0746_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...and three!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481720843357886146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBL8EEozlsI/AAAAAAAAAWE/RbPCmOi9rV4/s400/06+11+10_0748_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good Grandpa...always chasing and making the kiddos laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481720854490089042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBL8EuG7hlI/AAAAAAAAAWM/d8yjubyz-w8/s400/06+11+10_0749_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481722021848664386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBL9Iq25yUI/AAAAAAAAAWU/yk8shu8uw6c/s400/06+11+10_0751_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481722033516629122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBL9JWUwzII/AAAAAAAAAWc/iLgoA2nutbw/s400/06+11+10_0754_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481722041026167602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBL9JyTLQzI/AAAAAAAAAWk/N0gjziwl50Y/s400/06+11+10_0755_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peek-a-boo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481722050789824610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBL9KWrA2GI/AAAAAAAAAWs/v5TpUtXt4Js/s400/06+11+10_0757_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grandma and three grandkids...going to be four on Tuesday!!!  We can't wait for Baby Brody to get here!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481722057250833570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBL9KuvcBKI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jLIdyDgGCvg/s400/06+11+10_0763_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-2606664867885337810?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/2606664867885337810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=2606664867885337810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/2606664867885337810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/2606664867885337810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday-dad.html' title='Happy Birthday, Dad!'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/TBL-YmLprPI/AAAAAAAAAXE/FtTrbnC6mio/s72-c/05+31+10_0773_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-4805311764349813514</id><published>2010-04-24T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T19:32:12.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, yeah, Easter 2010...</title><content type='html'>I kind of forgot to post any Easter pictures (surprise, surprise). We went to my Grandma Jo's house and had all of the older cousin's hide the eggs we dyed. Addison and Conner had so much fun finding them and actually had to look pretty hard to find some of them!  Gage mainly hung out on the swing with cousin Kennedy.  That is very Gage-like right now.  :)  He doesn't mind relaxing most of the time.  Here are a few to catch up on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463895538333473346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OoCww1WkI/AAAAAAAAAU0/0Pqc9AfHJ9o/s400/05+03+04_0662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463895549732326754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OoDbOiDWI/AAAAAAAAAU8/y10ed2UEHeY/s400/05+03+04_0668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463895556789230098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OoD1hB2hI/AAAAAAAAAVE/JwZ4U0Wde6k/s400/05+03+04_0669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463895573275358402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OoEy7oNMI/AAAAAAAAAVU/dkO1gPyHn9s/s400/05+03+04_0679.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Swinging on the swings..a favorite at Grandma Jo's house&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463896549315547346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9Oo9m9vkNI/AAAAAAAAAVc/DwxES21aR38/s400/05+03+04_0672.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;"Let me see if those glasses taste very good!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463896556385473826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9Oo-BTWFSI/AAAAAAAAAVk/dkldAoWI9AE/s400/05+03+04_0665.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Uncle Kirby (my brother) and cousin Addison looking for eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-4805311764349813514?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/4805311764349813514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=4805311764349813514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/4805311764349813514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/4805311764349813514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-yeah-easter-2010.html' title='Oh, yeah, Easter 2010...'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OoCww1WkI/AAAAAAAAAU0/0Pqc9AfHJ9o/s72-c/05+03+04_0662.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-4847072487714433562</id><published>2010-04-21T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T05:19:34.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silver Dollar City!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S87r4yohNbI/AAAAAAAAAT0/CuB_2dxehEU/s1600/05+16+04_0654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462562758943913394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S87r4yohNbI/AAAAAAAAAT0/CuB_2dxehEU/s400/05+16+04_0654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to Silver Dollar City the past weekend with some friends and had such a great time! It's nice to just get away for a weekend sometimes! Conner LOVES the rides!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S87r4WAu4lI/AAAAAAAAATs/F7Bv9CqdP8E/s1600/05+16+04_0653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462562751260844626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S87r4WAu4lI/AAAAAAAAATs/F7Bv9CqdP8E/s400/05+16+04_0653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A serious competion of checkers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S87r4AQUQyI/AAAAAAAAATk/sstdFUnVemg/s1600/05+16+04_0648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462562745420628770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S87r4AQUQyI/AAAAAAAAATk/sstdFUnVemg/s400/05+16+04_0648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S87r3rLKtyI/AAAAAAAAATc/EZ3gqCqBFCg/s1600/05+16+04_0642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462562739761887010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S87r3rLKtyI/AAAAAAAAATc/EZ3gqCqBFCg/s400/05+16+04_0642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and my boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S87r3DRq8nI/AAAAAAAAATU/EPN5k0NsAFo/s1600/05+16+04_0636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462562729051746930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S87r3DRq8nI/AAAAAAAAATU/EPN5k0NsAFo/s400/05+16+04_0636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay, don't laugh, but those frogs really jumped high! I can't imagine what my face looked like every time it leaped and I am thankful that Chris didn't catch it on camera! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462564074600537346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S87tFX1gHQI/AAAAAAAAAUE/gDZ7c2tdh3M/s400/05+16+04_0651_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys even got a little ride, too. Isn't it sweet of us wives to watch the kids so they can play? (Those of you who know me very well know I wouldn't be caught dead on something like that!) &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/5653293211689693308-4847072487714433562?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/4847072487714433562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=4847072487714433562' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/4847072487714433562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/4847072487714433562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2010/04/silver-dollar-city.html' title='Silver Dollar City!'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S87r4yohNbI/AAAAAAAAAT0/CuB_2dxehEU/s72-c/05+16+04_0654.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-1351543091941308570</id><published>2010-03-30T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T14:25:27.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter From The King's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S7Jq63f2a8I/AAAAAAAAATM/LRa5neEBLOg/s1600/04+24+04_0623+edit+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454539658261588930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S7Jq63f2a8I/AAAAAAAAATM/LRa5neEBLOg/s400/04+24+04_0623+edit+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay...so how long has it been since I last did a blog update?!!! Was Gage even born yet?? Let's not get into too many statistics just yet. I'll just try to update you all on things. As always, things are super busy. The only reason I am able to even post this is because the boys are BOTH taking a late nap. I know I will regret the lateness later tonight, but I am basking in the greatness of free time right now.&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some fun things in our life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Easter is almost here and Conner keeps getting into my Easter drawer in the basement and saying "Yep, the Easter stuff is still here, Mom." (i think it's a hint). I am trying to get the point across that Easter is not about bunnies, eggs, and cute little duckies, but I also have to remember I have a 3-yr-old and 8-mo-old and these concepts are hard to grasp...but I'm still going to try!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-It's been so nice outside!!!! We love working in the flower garden and Conner's been discing away on our veggie garden...it's going to be so fun to start planting everything!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-We are already thinking about our little family vacation (with all the Brunk's) to Branson...it's all the way in July!!! We are really needing to pace ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I swear I heard Gage say ";alskdjf;alkjsdfa;dlkfjNER" this morning (which of course means Conner to a proud momma)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Conner is starting letter recognition and is doing great every day!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Chris and I are taking Dave Ramsey classes at our church so for Christmas you can get us some rice and beans, beans and rice. Someday we will live like no one else lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some not-so-fun things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Conner had his first couple of cavities. He did great, though and we now LOVE our dentist in KC!!! He was awesome and very highly recommended!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-We have a really busy weekend because I evidentally like to sign up for everything under the sun...pray that we get through this!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few pictures I took of the boys the other day. I thought they turned out pretty cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454539133098616466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S7JqcTHPZpI/AAAAAAAAASU/sDQRuLHX11o/s400/04+24+04_0590_edited-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454539149106453746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S7JqdOvznPI/AAAAAAAAASk/cAJmCA2GojU/s400/04+24+04_0614_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454539153868007874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S7JqdgfDKcI/AAAAAAAAASs/GHdZJSNv3tM/s400/04+24+04_0617_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454539159616926450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S7Jqd15ssvI/AAAAAAAAAS0/7UCe54Jy5V4/s400/04+24+04_0621_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454539654607516450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 328px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S7Jq6p4psyI/AAAAAAAAATE/f2bkudwGRCQ/s400/04+24+04_0628_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-1351543091941308570?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/1351543091941308570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=1351543091941308570' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/1351543091941308570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/1351543091941308570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-easter-from-kings.html' title='Happy Easter From The King&apos;s'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S7Jq63f2a8I/AAAAAAAAATM/LRa5neEBLOg/s72-c/04+24+04_0623+edit+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-4257461356830543199</id><published>2009-11-29T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T14:54:06.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New News From the King's!</title><content type='html'>We haven't blogged for quite some time, so I figured we were due for an update on our two little boys. Our biggest new: Gage can roll over!! Our somewhat disappointing news: He's only done it four times...and still hasn't shown off to his Dad!!!!  Our challenging news: Conner is in the process of being potty trained.  UGH!!!!!  How in the world do parents and children everywhere get through this??  Conner is doing really good...he has only had two accidents in two days.  But, we have run into a little problem.  He is only very consistent when he has no pants on.  So, unless you want to see us running around Walmart with a half naked boy, we have to figure something out!  Here are some recent pictures.  Say a prayer or two this week for my patience (and sanity)  and Conner's willingness to finally be out of diapers!!!!!  We are having a big potty party at House of Bounce when we go a whole day of being dry!!!  I will fill you in later...hopefully with pictures of the much anticipated party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chris got his Christmas present early and Conner loves it!!  Don't bother asking what it is...it has to do with duck hunting....our family's passion in life right now.  ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409660846233562130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SxL54McXLBI/AAAAAAAAARI/a5-zzYxAJdk/s400/11+16+09_0091_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409660853693682290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SxL54oO_knI/AAAAAAAAARQ/7HUP2qBLjHw/s400/11+19+09_0102_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409660862543830370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SxL55JNCHWI/AAAAAAAAARY/LcHzlDS0XYk/s400/11+19+09_0103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409660866639423554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SxL55Ydf6EI/AAAAAAAAARg/5G2JTvZUpXk/s400/11+19+09_0099_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409660871948886066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SxL55sPX4DI/AAAAAAAAARo/JzatGNALoDM/s400/11+19+09_0098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-4257461356830543199?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/4257461356830543199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=4257461356830543199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/4257461356830543199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/4257461356830543199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-news-from-kings.html' title='New News From the King&apos;s!'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SxL54McXLBI/AAAAAAAAARI/a5-zzYxAJdk/s72-c/11+16+09_0091_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-676191443834639217</id><published>2009-10-26T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T19:49:22.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Branson Vacation</title><content type='html'>We haven't taken a family vacation for a LONG time, so we decided to go to Branson this past weekend! We had a BLAST!!! Although we were a little worried about Gage+the long car ride, we packed up the good ole van and headed south. Gage did really well and Conner had so much fun everywhere we went...I think the vacation was mainly pointed toward things Conner liked to do and things Gage liked watching Conner do. (That is basically how we spend every day...Conner being busy and Gage watching wishing he could do the things his big brother does.) Don't grow up too fast, Gage!! Here are so pics of our fun trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picking out the very best pumpkin with Dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SuZeMc6IoxI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Aul_U1AFkME/s1600-h/10+24+09_0050_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397104771461587730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SuZeMc6IoxI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Aul_U1AFkME/s400/10+24+09_0050_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite pumpkins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SuZeL-9xQzI/AAAAAAAAAQo/KlCdAV32ISI/s1600-h/10+24+09_0047_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397104763423769394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 330px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SuZeL-9xQzI/AAAAAAAAAQo/KlCdAV32ISI/s400/10+24+09_0047_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...And the other one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SuZdEMOwHYI/AAAAAAAAAQg/G1-vJSr3ngg/s1600-h/10+24+09_0048_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397103530034077058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 341px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SuZdEMOwHYI/AAAAAAAAAQg/G1-vJSr3ngg/s400/10+24+09_0048_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding on the hayrack ride...Conner was super excited that we rode behind an Allis Chalmers tractor...he couldn't wait to get back home to tell Grandpa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SuZdDxko4HI/AAAAAAAAAQY/vbEQSrDCFxc/s1600-h/10+24+09_0038_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397103522878120050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SuZdDxko4HI/AAAAAAAAAQY/vbEQSrDCFxc/s400/10+24+09_0038_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet, happy boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SuZdDo0jhQI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/TUdPX1V2ii8/s1600-h/10+24+09_0035_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397103520528958722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SuZdDo0jhQI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/TUdPX1V2ii8/s400/10+24+09_0035_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waving from the TALL, TALL slide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SuZdDd6Kb6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/Qs9fy8qEuDU/s1600-h/10+24+09_0032_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397103517599690658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SuZdDd6Kb6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/Qs9fy8qEuDU/s400/10+24+09_0032_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SuZdDDrP_tI/AAAAAAAAAQA/IzSQilePcOQ/s1600-h/10+24+09_0031_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397103510557818578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SuZdDDrP_tI/AAAAAAAAAQA/IzSQilePcOQ/s400/10+24+09_0031_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, out of all the fun stuff we did and all the places we have gone, my favorite moments are moments like these.  The moments where you stop after a long day, lay down on an unmade, messy hotel bed and watch your little ones play together...no toys, no fancy distractions, just the two of them having fun together.  I also love how Gage had to crank his neck way around just to watch what Conner is doing.  (after these pictures i did turn him around so he could see conner better...i'm not a mean mom!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397104775577697858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SuZeMsPffkI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/FMp1vlF-RN0/s400/10+24+09_0062_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397104778774698850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SuZeM4Jt22I/AAAAAAAAARA/7z7yZvN48Vk/s400/10+24+09_0061_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-676191443834639217?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/676191443834639217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=676191443834639217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/676191443834639217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/676191443834639217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2009/10/branson-vacation.html' title='Branson Vacation'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SuZeMc6IoxI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Aul_U1AFkME/s72-c/10+24+09_0050_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-277897519515142875</id><published>2009-10-18T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T18:50:46.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; So, it's been an interesting three months.  I have realized that adding just one member to the family makes things much more...well....interesting!!  We have all been having a ball with our little Gage and he is starting to do those fun things like giggle, smile, and say "Goo" to everything he thinks is fun.  We are still trying to get that nap thing down (he enjoys taking five 10-minute naps every day).  Chris and I don't really want to mess with that too much, though because he does sleep all the way through the night and we don't really want to give that up!!  Here are a few recent pictures of the boys....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a ham!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/StvDmkQWbOI/AAAAAAAAAPg/WAJTi-R-kPU/s1600-h/100_2094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394120046041001186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/StvDmkQWbOI/AAAAAAAAAPg/WAJTi-R-kPU/s400/100_2094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gage and I each have jobs to help Conner farm every day.  Gage usually gets to drive the tractor and I drive the semi truck.  Conner is always in charge of the combining.  I wonder what will happen when Gage actually has a preference and voice in things?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/StvDmCL23cI/AAAAAAAAAPY/mZHnzgz3Ijk/s1600-h/100_2122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394120036895350210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/StvDmCL23cI/AAAAAAAAAPY/mZHnzgz3Ijk/s400/100_2122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet, smiling boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/StvDltW74ZI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/6Ug-VamTxwo/s1600-h/100_2116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394120031304671634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/StvDltW74ZI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/6Ug-VamTxwo/s400/100_2116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best picture I have of them and they are on a wrinkled, un-made bed....perfect example of our lives...sometimes messy, but always fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/StvDlCvMCCI/AAAAAAAAAPI/-kCG5b0jgHE/s1600-h/100_2112_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394120019863668770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/StvDlCvMCCI/AAAAAAAAAPI/-kCG5b0jgHE/s400/100_2112_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost forgot about our other addition....Conner's new kitty cat, Oreo!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394120585280652642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/StvEF9FGhWI/AAAAAAAAAP4/9_3Mrh8uV6g/s400/100_2107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-277897519515142875?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/277897519515142875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=277897519515142875' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/277897519515142875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/277897519515142875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-its-been-interesting-three-months.html' title=''/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/StvDmkQWbOI/AAAAAAAAAPg/WAJTi-R-kPU/s72-c/100_2094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-2123424859594680062</id><published>2009-09-16T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T13:58:00.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SrFPyQdnChI/AAAAAAAAAOw/B_3hcdzjx-Y/s1600-h/Conner+Jan-Apr+2008+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay, so I'm feeling bad for not updating my little blog for a really long time. At first, I think to myself "You have kids...there's no time to keep everyone informed on what's going on in their lives." Then I look at my friend's pages who have kids and they have like a million posts (thanks, jill). So, if they can do it, I should too...right? (we'll see if i make it through this post without my baby waking up, though) So, before he does wake up, I'll post my pictures (because that's all anyone really wants to see, right?) and get out of here. Gage is now a whopping 15 lbs and 24 inches long at 2 months. (that would be the 95th percentile) Yikes! Here are some recent pictures of the "little" guy who is desperately trying to catch up with Conner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't you love when they first start to smile?!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SrFPxsJU8ZI/AAAAAAAAAOo/PpjKYSj8oN8/s1600-h/Conner+Jan-Apr+2008+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382170744766919058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SrFPxsJU8ZI/AAAAAAAAAOo/PpjKYSj8oN8/s400/Conner+Jan-Apr+2008+112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Laughing?...in a funny looking way (still makes me smile)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SrFPxFbXMHI/AAAAAAAAAOg/at9Feaa7mbw/s1600-h/Conner+Jan-Apr+2008+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382170734373580914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SrFPxFbXMHI/AAAAAAAAAOg/at9Feaa7mbw/s400/Conner+Jan-Apr+2008+116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lift that head up!!!  One of Gage's favorite things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SrFPzPKUpNI/AAAAAAAAAO4/kURZF9oTI_E/s1600-h/Conner+Jan-Apr+2008+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382170771346203858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SrFPzPKUpNI/AAAAAAAAAO4/kURZF9oTI_E/s400/Conner+Jan-Apr+2008+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping on Dadda while Conner and Addy rode rides at Kiddie Land..I love that little belly sticking out like it does in every shirt that isn't a onesie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382170728552712690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SrFPwvvjyfI/AAAAAAAAAOY/CAbyfLAo1zA/s400/Conner+Jan-Apr+2008+149.jpg" border="0" /&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/5653293211689693308-2123424859594680062?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/2123424859594680062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=2123424859594680062' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/2123424859594680062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/2123424859594680062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2009/09/okay-so-im-feeling-bad-for-not-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SrFPxsJU8ZI/AAAAAAAAAOo/PpjKYSj8oN8/s72-c/Conner+Jan-Apr+2008+112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-8019399571817145900</id><published>2009-07-15T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T11:44:22.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New Addition</title><content type='html'>Well, we now need to figure out a new title for our blog because there are four of us now!  Gage Timothy was born on Tuesday, July 7th at 11:35 a.m.  My c-section went fine...minus the fact that they couldn't get the spinal in and had to do it twice.  *ouch*  I won't even try to describe the pain because the end result is this...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/Sl4g7XYryCI/AAAAAAAAANo/fK9BhOS7so0/s1600-h/100_1870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/Sl4g7XYryCI/AAAAAAAAANo/fK9BhOS7so0/s400/100_1870.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358756810879387682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/Sl4g7p47RYI/AAAAAAAAANw/uPsHJsvAB94/s1600-h/100_1876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/Sl4g7p47RYI/AAAAAAAAANw/uPsHJsvAB94/s400/100_1876.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358756815846458754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/Sl4g7L_YK9I/AAAAAAAAANg/uQyq9rtZrPo/s1600-h/100_1868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/Sl4g7L_YK9I/AAAAAAAAANg/uQyq9rtZrPo/s400/100_1868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358756807820454866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Conner is doing great and is going to be the best big brother!  He loves talking to Gage, but can't really understand why Gage doesn't talk back to him ("He's not listening to me.") and why Gage can't play with him.  The playing with him isn't that big of a deal to him because Conner has gotten to play with Gage's tractor Grandpa bought him ever since we got home....Gage did tell Conner it was okay for him to play with it.  So, my new little helper helps me pick up things off the floor (I still can't quite get down that far), pours the formula in bottles, "changes" diapers, and explains to Gage how to fish, farm, and talk Mom and Dad into going outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/Sl4ivSabxuI/AAAAAAAAAN4/PhHckFVW6EU/s1600-h/100_1882_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/Sl4ivSabxuI/AAAAAAAAAN4/PhHckFVW6EU/s400/100_1882_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358758802409375458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/Sl4iwOlihXI/AAAAAAAAAOI/cCX6hqqyoUc/s1600-h/100_1903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/Sl4iwOlihXI/AAAAAAAAAOI/cCX6hqqyoUc/s400/100_1903.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358758818562082162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/Sl4ivqfckCI/AAAAAAAAAOA/bnpeR998Fms/s1600-h/100_1897_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/Sl4ivqfckCI/AAAAAAAAAOA/bnpeR998Fms/s400/100_1897_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358758808872849442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are so happy to be home and are fitting into our life as a family of four pretty well.  Gage is sleeping three to four hours at a time (I know, we're a little spoiled) and we hope that keeps up for a while!!  We already can't imagine our lives without our Baby Gage and thank everyone for their prayers.  We are truly blessed beyond words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/Sl4iwWiSDWI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/oSJ5I9oiGxE/s1600-h/100_1902_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/Sl4iwWiSDWI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/oSJ5I9oiGxE/s400/100_1902_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358758820695903586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-8019399571817145900?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/8019399571817145900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=8019399571817145900' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/8019399571817145900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/8019399571817145900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-new-addition.html' title='Our New Addition'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/Sl4g7XYryCI/AAAAAAAAANo/fK9BhOS7so0/s72-c/100_1870.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-508728456444612228</id><published>2009-06-03T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T17:58:52.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A BIG Gage</title><content type='html'>We just got back from my dr's appointment and are thrilled to no end to know that our baby Gage is a healthy, big baby boy!  Notice the word big, though.  *cringe*  They are estimating that he weighs 6 lbs 7 oz right now and I still have 6 weeks to go.  Yeah.  I know.  I'm now starting to wonder why in the world I opted to NOT have a c-section, but a natural birth instead.  My dr. is saying he will probably end up being around 9 lbs at this rate...which is what Conner was, too.  He will gain about 1/2 pound per week now.  The absoluetly amazing part of the whole thing was the sonogram.  I have never gotten to see pictures of a baby that far along and they were amazing!  Chris and I both think he looks a lot like Conner.  :)  I can't wait to see him!  I now have to have a non-stress test each time I go in for an appointment, which will last 30 mintues and I am not looking foward to.  Oh, well.  As long as we end up with a healthy baby things will be fine.  I'll try to post pictures of Gage tomorrow...or the day after (our VBS is going on this week and making me crazy busy!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-508728456444612228?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/508728456444612228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=508728456444612228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/508728456444612228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/508728456444612228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2009/06/big-gage.html' title='A BIG Gage'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-2166081213154914563</id><published>2009-05-19T12:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T12:36:26.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Less than two months to go!!!!  The countdown is on.</title><content type='html'>Reality about having an extra little one is starting to hit our little family.  In a good way, of course.  Chris and I had bought a pair of bunk beds and planned on Conner using the top bunk (unbunked).  Of course, I didn't like the color of the bed (they are white and just look girly...my boys are manly boys) so I had to paint them a dark brown.  That is finally finished and we moved the bed into the bedroom...which we found out is a pretty small bedroom.  Between a huge dresser, a good sized crib, and a new twin sized bed, Conner can barely squeeze a toe in...let alone his preggo Mommy trying to sit on the floor to read a book at night.  Okay, so it's not that bad, but we are now rearranging things.  The dresser is moving downstairs and an old dresser is coming upstairs to the bedroom.  *sigh* Will we ever get done?  Here's a picture of Conner's new bedspread.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61heLYpJ2uL._AA400_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61heLYpJ2uL._AA400_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'll get actual pictures once things are a little cleaner and more organized in there.  For now, I am trying to ignore the entire room until that dresser is out of there...which is why you find me here blogging while Conner is napping.  I really do need to accomplish something now, though.  Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/CHRISK%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-2166081213154914563?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/2166081213154914563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=2166081213154914563' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/2166081213154914563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/2166081213154914563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2009/05/less-than-two-months-to-go-countdown-is.html' title='Less than two months to go!!!!  The countdown is on.'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-2276073568172230052</id><published>2009-05-12T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T13:14:27.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>High Risk??!!</title><content type='html'>Well, just to prove that no pregnancy is alike, I just found out that I have gestational diabetes.  Yuck.  My blood sugar was one point above what it was supposed to be on my three hour glucose tolerance test and I am now considered a "high risk pregnancy."  That means more tests, more sonograms, more monitoring.  Ugh.  The good thing is, I can easily control it with diet and exercise, which I have been keeping up with pretty well already.  I had noticed that I have gotten bigger sooner with this one than with Conner without really gaining much weight at all, but kind of wrote it off as it being my second pregnancy.  So, nothing to be too terribly concerned about as long as I do my part, but still a little scary.  After going to a diabetes specialist yesterday, I now know everything there is to know about it!  Only two months to go!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-2276073568172230052?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/2276073568172230052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=2276073568172230052' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/2276073568172230052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/2276073568172230052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2009/05/high-risk.html' title='High Risk??!!'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-3208669104212627541</id><published>2009-04-28T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T12:08:02.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma Stories</title><content type='html'>I forgot to add a funny story that my mom had for me after watching Conner the other day.  She felt something on her side and pulled her waistband down just a little to see if there was a tick on her.  Conner looked over at her and says, "You not pooped, Grandma. You fine."  Funny how a two-year-old can think he's the same age as everyone else around him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-3208669104212627541?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/3208669104212627541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=3208669104212627541' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/3208669104212627541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/3208669104212627541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2009/04/grandma-stories.html' title='Grandma Stories'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-5191676802662187630</id><published>2009-04-28T11:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T11:56:49.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!!!...a few weeks late.  :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SfdPpfRMe7I/AAAAAAAAAMw/hV6aGDMM2Og/s1600-h/102_1825_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SfdPpfRMe7I/AAAAAAAAAMw/hV6aGDMM2Og/s400/102_1825_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329816258203122610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This year, Easter was so much fun!  We decided to do an Easter Egg Hunt on Saturday instead of Sunday because it was so rainy.  But, Conner INSISTED (he now has a mind of his own, you know) on scooping the hidden eggs up with his loader and putting them into his dump truck.  Whatever works.  The dying of the eggs didn't go as well as I anticipated.  He is just too busy to just sit there and dip some eggs into "water."  If only I had as much energy as he does....what in the world am I going to do with two at once?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SfdPoQC7fCI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/9-nF1_ONJyw/s1600-h/102_1813_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SfdPoQC7fCI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/9-nF1_ONJyw/s400/102_1813_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329816236936887330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SfdPog9zBgI/AAAAAAAAAMY/0VCEKg-PBw0/s1600-h/102_1814_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SfdPog9zBgI/AAAAAAAAAMY/0VCEKg-PBw0/s400/102_1814_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329816241478764034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SfdPpEE7HdI/AAAAAAAAAMo/hjCdt2oDMPs/s1600-h/102_1823_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SfdPpEE7HdI/AAAAAAAAAMo/hjCdt2oDMPs/s400/102_1823_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329816250903895506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SfdPo62v8RI/AAAAAAAAAMg/PhpnmxHUaqE/s1600-h/102_1820_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SfdPo62v8RI/AAAAAAAAAMg/PhpnmxHUaqE/s400/102_1820_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329816248428523794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SfdQ6UoZvwI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Wl2Q3zpF64o/s1600-h/102_1827_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SfdQ6UoZvwI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Wl2Q3zpF64o/s400/102_1827_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329817646917074690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SfdQ6nvbwZI/AAAAAAAAANA/5HYrfp4Y3_o/s1600-h/102_1828_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SfdQ6nvbwZI/AAAAAAAAANA/5HYrfp4Y3_o/s400/102_1828_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329817652046840210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SfdQ7ZOZtMI/AAAAAAAAANY/n3SRNgO9P5c/s1600-h/102_1834_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SfdQ7ZOZtMI/AAAAAAAAANY/n3SRNgO9P5c/s400/102_1834_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329817665330066626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ever-so-popular "quit taking pictures of me, Mom!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SfdQ63_BcQI/AAAAAAAAANI/biIif0qARzA/s1600-h/102_1836_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SfdQ63_BcQI/AAAAAAAAANI/biIif0qARzA/s400/102_1836_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329817656407191810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's my happy boy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SfdQ7N5LemI/AAAAAAAAANQ/GDa4t-KtJrU/s1600-h/102_1841_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SfdQ7N5LemI/AAAAAAAAANQ/GDa4t-KtJrU/s400/102_1841_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329817662288263778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-5191676802662187630?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/5191676802662187630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=5191676802662187630' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/5191676802662187630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/5191676802662187630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-eastera-few-weeks-late.html' title='Happy Easter!!!...a few weeks late.  :)'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SfdPpfRMe7I/AAAAAAAAAMw/hV6aGDMM2Og/s72-c/102_1825_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-4049111013214852107</id><published>2009-04-09T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T15:57:21.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh, a day off</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/Sd585P-RRrI/AAAAAAAAAMI/PEXvYacK5g8/s1600-h/102_1810_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/Sd585P-RRrI/AAAAAAAAAMI/PEXvYacK5g8/s400/102_1810_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322829132580603570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and I are trying to get to where we can each have one day off because it gets very, very tiring to work six days a week. Granted, we don't each work one full 8-hour day every single day, but it still gets tiring. So, Conner and I had a fun, fun day playing outside most of the time. We even got to pick up Addy from the babysitter and went to the park! Here are some pictures we wanted to share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/Sd58onAC7YI/AAAAAAAAALw/L7t3t8aAbAk/s1600-h/102_1789_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/Sd58onAC7YI/AAAAAAAAALw/L7t3t8aAbAk/s400/102_1789_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322828846704291202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/Sd58oFL8B1I/AAAAAAAAALo/6QsVSWLa73k/s1600-h/102_1787_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/Sd58oFL8B1I/AAAAAAAAALo/6QsVSWLa73k/s400/102_1787_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322828837627365202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/Sd58oPuzKYI/AAAAAAAAALg/Wl0df9WBgLs/s1600-h/102_1766_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/Sd58oPuzKYI/AAAAAAAAALg/Wl0df9WBgLs/s400/102_1766_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322828840457939330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/Sd58n10I3jI/AAAAAAAAALY/940kVLSvjGc/s1600-h/102_1765_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/Sd58n10I3jI/AAAAAAAAALY/940kVLSvjGc/s400/102_1765_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322828833501011506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-4049111013214852107?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/4049111013214852107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=4049111013214852107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/4049111013214852107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/4049111013214852107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2009/04/ahhh-day-off.html' title='Ahhh, a day off'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/Sd585P-RRrI/AAAAAAAAAMI/PEXvYacK5g8/s72-c/102_1810_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-5698357720737080597</id><published>2009-04-05T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T12:25:51.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Morning Breakfast</title><content type='html'>What do you get when you mix a two-year-old and a Daddy on Breakfast duty while Mom works on Saturday morning....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://remarkablycalm.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/cheetos-crunchy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 263px;" src="http://remarkablycalm.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/cheetos-crunchy1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://roma.theoffside.com/files/2008/11/oscar_meyer_bologna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 294px;" src="http://roma.theoffside.com/files/2008/11/oscar_meyer_bologna.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why do I even try?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/CHRISK%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-5698357720737080597?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/5698357720737080597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=5698357720737080597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/5698357720737080597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/5698357720737080597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2009/04/saturday-morning-breakfast.html' title='Saturday Morning Breakfast'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-1577962135617080233</id><published>2009-03-27T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T15:40:58.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>names, names, names</title><content type='html'>We've been thinking of a name for this new baby and it's such a hard decision, really.  I mean, this kid is going to have to live with this name attached to him for the rest of his life...unless, of course, he grows up hating his name and changes it.  Poor thing.  I hope that doesn't happen.  So we've looked and looked through tons of books, internet sites, and all that that normal expecting parents do and think we have come up with a decent name that he, hopefully, won't want to change on down the road.  It is (*drum roll, please*) Gage Timothy King.  What do you think of that?  Too weird?  Chris is worried that it doesn't flow right, but it's really starting to grow on me.  I definitely want to keep Timothy...it is my mom's brother's name, who died in a car wreck when I was three months old.  So, that's very sentimental.  So, what do you think of Gage?  We've tried it out on some people and have gotten mixed responses...of course, I am reading into each and every one of them trying to figure out their REAL feelings on the name.  I'll be doing the same with yours, also, as anyone with this overwhelming responsibility should.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-1577962135617080233?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/1577962135617080233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=1577962135617080233' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/1577962135617080233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/1577962135617080233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2009/03/names-names-names.html' title='names, names, names'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-2669919605663122662</id><published>2009-03-21T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T15:12:59.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What an unexpected week...</title><content type='html'>This week was spring break for Chris and our 4th Anniversary and we had lots of stuff planned for our little family.  We were going to work on the gardens (flower and vegetable), take Conner to Joplin to House of Bounce, and end up in Kansas City with a weekend full of fun stuff.  Our plans all changed on Tuesday afternoon when my mom called and said Conner woke up from his nap and was having chest pains and trouble breathing.  I came and got them and we raced to the emergency room, where he was diagnosed with pneumonia.  We ended up staying two nights at the hospital with Conner hooked to an IV.  I never in a million years thought I would have my two-year-old sick in a hospital.  It broke my heart making him take medicine and trying to explain why we had to wheel around the IV machine and why we just couldn't go home.  I felt like a terrible mother.  I know everyone says there was nothing I could do...it was just a "bug" he got, but I still feel like I should have known something more.  He only had a cold for less than a week, but I knew his cough was still there and I should have had him checked out.  I was planning on taking him in on Monday, but he just acted like he felt perfectly fine Sunday night and all day Monday.  I just thought the sickness was just still getting out of him and he was on the road to recovery.  Boy was I wrong.  So, we are now giving him breathing treatments four times a day and giving him very stong medicine.  His chest x-ray is on Monday and hopefully everything will come out fine.  In the meantime, I am trying my best to keep him satisfied with staying inside and not going to town.  Who do you think will go insane first?  Me or Conner?!&lt;br /&gt;In the end, neither Chris or I really cared that we didn't get to go to KC or get to do anything special for our anniversary besides going out to eat in Pittsburg (my mom kept Conner).  This whole thing just has reminded us both that we are a family now and will always be just that.  We have absolutely no complaints about staying in those old, uncomfortable beds as long as we all have each other.  So, even though our week didn't go as we had planned, it turned out to bring us all even closer together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-2669919605663122662?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/2669919605663122662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=2669919605663122662' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/2669919605663122662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/2669919605663122662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-unexpected-week.html' title='What an unexpected week...'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-8439983424295449518</id><published>2009-03-05T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T18:10:22.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And then there were (or will be) three boys... and me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SbCFWUW6P2I/AAAAAAAAALQ/1bzCE76mCe4/s1600-h/100_1746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SbCFWUW6P2I/AAAAAAAAALQ/1bzCE76mCe4/s400/100_1746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309890579138232162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just back from our doctor's appointment and found out we're having another boy!!!  I don't think Chris or I really had a preference with this one...just a healthy baby.  And, according to our doctor, that's what we have!!  Conner is....excited?  In other words, he doesn't get it yet.  Key word: yet.  I don't know how he will react to sharing a room, a house, mom and dad.  It will be interesting.  He's worried more about when Grandpa is going to get to combining wheat right now.  Here are so pictures from our sonogram...  (my scanner made our pictures a little blurry and I don't feel like fixing them right now..sorry!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SbCFVdCqPeI/AAAAAAAAAKw/kJYdZMF9RyM/s1600-h/baby+boy+2+laying+down.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SbCFVdCqPeI/AAAAAAAAAKw/kJYdZMF9RyM/s400/baby+boy+2+laying+down.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309890564289347042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SbCFWDDYABI/AAAAAAAAALI/aPAVCmv4l0w/s1600-h/baby+boy+2+snuggling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 397px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SbCFWDDYABI/AAAAAAAAALI/aPAVCmv4l0w/s400/baby+boy+2+snuggling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309890574492893202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SbCFWIsND5I/AAAAAAAAALA/A1xBLSlKcnY/s1600-h/baby+boy+2+side+profile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 389px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SbCFWIsND5I/AAAAAAAAALA/A1xBLSlKcnY/s400/baby+boy+2+side+profile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309890576006320018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SbCFV0RNGmI/AAAAAAAAAK4/YbUV57IosVc/s1600-h/baby+boy+2+little+hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SbCFV0RNGmI/AAAAAAAAAK4/YbUV57IosVc/s400/baby+boy+2+little+hands.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309890570524367458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-8439983424295449518?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/8439983424295449518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=8439983424295449518' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/8439983424295449518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/8439983424295449518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-then-there-were-or-will-be-three.html' title='And then there were (or will be) three boys... and me.'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SbCFWUW6P2I/AAAAAAAAALQ/1bzCE76mCe4/s72-c/100_1746.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-661825849140570849</id><published>2009-02-21T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T14:13:37.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Alone</title><content type='html'>Right now I am home alone.  Do you know how long it has been since I've been home alone?  Chris is off somewhere with one of his friends and Conner went to the Farm Show in KC with my parents.  I don't really know if I like it or not, though.  I've gotten a lot of things done, but am starting to miss the guys!  Good thing it's not going to be any longer than one day or else I would go insane! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so my brother is going to India in a month on a K-State thing that he's be in for two years.  They get to do all sorts of things through this program and I was looking at his itinerary the other day and it says "Meeting with Dalai Lama."  Isn't that amazing?!  He doesn't think it's that big of a deal, but I couldn't believe it!!  THE Dalai Lama!  Maybe I'm the only one impressed...oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-661825849140570849?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/661825849140570849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=661825849140570849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/661825849140570849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/661825849140570849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2009/02/home-alone.html' title='Home Alone'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-7470773754095174506</id><published>2009-02-11T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T18:03:22.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soaking Up the Sun</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a bea-u-tiful day...before all of the storms came and we had to take cover in the basement.  So, Conner and I took full advantage and decided to do a little "golfing" in the yard (we're both learning and I hate to admit that I think he's going to be better than me.), swinging (as usual), and working in the garden.  Here are some pictures of our fun afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(by the way, if you didn't know by now, conner had a little accident and has a black eye, so don't be alarmed.  he had his first x-rays and is healing just fine.  he's decided that he is going to be okay and i'm sure this is not going to be our last trip to the hospital. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SZOC9zBcRiI/AAAAAAAAAKg/e6SRXyVj1UI/s1600-h/100_1727_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SZOC9zBcRiI/AAAAAAAAAKg/e6SRXyVj1UI/s400/100_1727_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301725184525092386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SZOC9t_y4DI/AAAAAAAAAKY/qq3NVOFgUjU/s1600-h/100_1726_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SZOC9t_y4DI/AAAAAAAAAKY/qq3NVOFgUjU/s400/100_1726_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301725183176007730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SZOC9p81RgI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/QMaKXuFboDI/s1600-h/100_1725_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SZOC9p81RgI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/QMaKXuFboDI/s400/100_1725_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301725182089840130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SZOC-ADYBGI/AAAAAAAAAKo/_w_JT3YEb_Q/s1600-h/100_1728_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SZOC-ADYBGI/AAAAAAAAAKo/_w_JT3YEb_Q/s400/100_1728_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301725188022862946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-7470773754095174506?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/7470773754095174506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=7470773754095174506' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/7470773754095174506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/7470773754095174506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2009/02/soaking-up-sun.html' title='Soaking Up the Sun'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SZOC9zBcRiI/AAAAAAAAAKg/e6SRXyVj1UI/s72-c/100_1727_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-1377915009610127915</id><published>2009-02-05T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T20:06:20.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't want to be left out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay, so I must be the most boring person on the internet.  Is that a good thing or bad?  It seems like EVERYONE is updating their blogs, facebooks, all that good stuff with pictures and stories.  What do I have?  Nothing.  I can't even remember when I took a picture last...(maybe Christmas?).  I used to be so good with Conner's pictures...I had a picture of everything...first bath, first bottle, first walking, first i got into the mud while mom wasn't looking.  Now what do I have to show? Oh, well.  Maybe I can blame it on the pregnancy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of pregnancy, I am now 17 weeks along.  Yea!  I still have a long, long way to go, though.  We get to find out next month if we're having a girl or boy.  We are super excited and we're planning on taking Conner along for the sonogram.  I know, I know, he won't even know what's going on, but I still want him to be there.  Is that weird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conner's talking so much right now.  We've been trying to teach him to play nice and say nice words and all that fun parenting stuff.  So, the other day I was telling him not to do something (because he's two and gets into EVERYTHING).  He turns around and looks me right in my eyes and says "Be nice, Momma."  Think he's heard that somewhere once or twice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-1377915009610127915?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/1377915009610127915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=1377915009610127915' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/1377915009610127915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/1377915009610127915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2009/02/okay-so-i-must-be-most-boring-person-on.html' title='I don&apos;t want to be left out...'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-2931959846873966253</id><published>2009-01-14T14:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T14:11:05.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Brilliant Little Man</title><content type='html'>Okay, so this isn't going to be a very big blog or even a post with a single picture on it, but I have to tell everyone about our growing Conner.  Yesterday he spelled his name!!  No, I'm not being one of those moms that hears things that others can't.  He actually said c-o-n-n-e-r...twice!  He's been saying "c-o-n" or "e-r", but never together.  Isn't he brilliant?  Just thought I'd share and brag a little.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-2931959846873966253?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/2931959846873966253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=2931959846873966253' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/2931959846873966253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/2931959846873966253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-brilliant-little-man.html' title='My Brilliant Little Man'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-1294866511265732474</id><published>2009-01-11T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T15:37:14.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming to you from a bebe-free, toddler bed-loving home...</title><content type='html'>Yes, we have officially gotten rid of our be-bes!!!! (pacifiers)  While my friend, Jill, and her adorable little boy, Brock, were in town, I somehow convinced Conner that we needed to give Brock all of our be-bes because he is a baby and Conner is a big boy.  As scared as I was to leave that house without one be-be in hand, we made it and have been as happy as can be ever since!!!  (can you believe it?!)  We did the same thing with his bottle (which he LOVED!).  We gathered all of his bottles up, put them in a bag, and put them in the closet, saying goodbye to them.  I don't think it give little kids enough credit...they know when it's time to give things up.  I'm the only one who is still thinking about the be-be...not Conner.  He's way over it....thank goodness.  I'll take it.  I'm going to post a picture of Conner and Addison just because blogs are so much more fun with pictures.  :)  (please ignore conner's poofy hair...he needed a haircut and we just didn't have time right then)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SWqCbSNMS8I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/O5jXjirK_z0/s1600-h/100_1720_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SWqCbSNMS8I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/O5jXjirK_z0/s400/100_1720_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290184117555317698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SWqCbr71xgI/AAAAAAAAAKA/CJFUZ0TDBn4/s1600-h/100_1719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SWqCbr71xgI/AAAAAAAAAKA/CJFUZ0TDBn4/s400/100_1719.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290184124461860354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-1294866511265732474?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/1294866511265732474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=1294866511265732474' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/1294866511265732474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/1294866511265732474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2009/01/coming-to-you-from-bebe-free-toddler.html' title='Coming to you from a bebe-free, toddler bed-loving home...'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SWqCbSNMS8I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/O5jXjirK_z0/s72-c/100_1720_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-7887519589987818000</id><published>2008-12-29T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T18:25:30.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conner's 2nd Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SVmFPoP8wWI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/xw8RuyNGtKg/s1600-h/100_1634_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SVmFPoP8wWI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/xw8RuyNGtKg/s400/100_1634_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285402141244834146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SVmFQBEoe0I/AAAAAAAAAJY/DrXn21IiFX4/s1600-h/100_1635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SVmFQBEoe0I/AAAAAAAAAJY/DrXn21IiFX4/s400/100_1635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285402147908254530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the restaurant, my mom made a #2 pancake...it was adorable!  Chris always remembered that tradition when he was little, so he wanted to kind of carry it on to Conner.  It's a cute idea...if you have a restaurant to do it for you, it's even better. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SVmFQF7E4DI/AAAAAAAAAJg/1rSGbLKpAco/s1600-h/100_1638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SVmFQF7E4DI/AAAAAAAAAJg/1rSGbLKpAco/s400/100_1638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285402149210349618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SVmFQiJaMgI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ey2scMEVGBY/s1600-h/100_1639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SVmFQiJaMgI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ey2scMEVGBY/s400/100_1639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285402156786659842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the cake I made for Conner.  Last year I did a whole big tractor cake that took me forever (seriously, all morning long while I was "working" at the restaurant)...I didn't have quite as much time this year.  He still loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SVmFQtaPOeI/AAAAAAAAAJw/YdzVzmMYRpw/s1600-h/100_1654_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SVmFQtaPOeI/AAAAAAAAAJw/YdzVzmMYRpw/s400/100_1654_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285402159810034146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Conner taking Addison for a ride on his horse from Jo Jo...they're getting so big!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-7887519589987818000?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/7887519589987818000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=7887519589987818000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/7887519589987818000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/7887519589987818000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2008/12/conners-2nd-birthday.html' title='Conner&apos;s 2nd Birthday'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SVmFPoP8wWI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/xw8RuyNGtKg/s72-c/100_1634_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-7516327474494729596</id><published>2008-12-28T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T11:19:07.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conner's Christmas Surprise...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SVfP4x3js_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/7GGg4mMosRg/s1600-h/100_1716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SVfP4x3js_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/7GGg4mMosRg/s400/100_1716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284921262108554226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SVfP5JIQJaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/IZerTTnAxOs/s1600-h/100_1718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SVfP5JIQJaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/IZerTTnAxOs/s400/100_1718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284921268352591266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SVfP5uSbKqI/AAAAAAAAAJI/UCWAqKp69UA/s1600-h/100_1715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SVfP5uSbKqI/AAAAAAAAAJI/UCWAqKp69UA/s400/100_1715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284921278327368354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are so thrilled to become a family of four...except now I have to think of a new name for our blog.  ;)  I'll have to start brainstorming.  Conner got to "tell" everyone at Christmas that he is going to be a big brother and we are curious, excited, and anxious to see what a good brother he will be.  (Sharing is not his top priority in life...he'll learn, though)  I am due July 11, 2009.  Chris keeps saying we're having a convenient store baby (7/11).  ha ha *sarcastically said*  We had a great Christmas, fun 2nd birthday, and are now ready for the new year...pictures to come of all of the above.  Love to all, The King's&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-7516327474494729596?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/7516327474494729596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=7516327474494729596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/7516327474494729596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/7516327474494729596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2008/12/conners-christmas-surprise.html' title='Conner&apos;s Christmas Surprise...'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SVfP4x3js_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/7GGg4mMosRg/s72-c/100_1716.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-6983318049575824319</id><published>2008-12-18T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T20:40:04.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our family pictures...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SUsi2i6fCRI/AAAAAAAAAIU/xz9xNzX5RG0/s1600-h/scan0003_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SUsi2i6fCRI/AAAAAAAAAIU/xz9xNzX5RG0/s400/scan0003_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281353308502427922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, my mom's side of the family (who all lives in Liberal, MO) decided to get together and have a grandkid's picture taken for a Christmas present for my Grandad and Grandma Jo this year.  We took advantage of this fabulous idea for a few of our own family pics and think they turned out great!  My cousins are growing up so fast...not to mention my little Conner who is turning two in just a couple of days!  I feel so, so blessed to have this little guy in our lives.  His energy and happy attitude are so contagious.  I just love watching him grow.  Hope you enjoy the pictures as much as Chris and I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SUsi2XhlCQI/AAAAAAAAAIM/vyWeY_Eg-iQ/s1600-h/scan0002_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SUsi2XhlCQI/AAAAAAAAAIM/vyWeY_Eg-iQ/s400/scan0002_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281353305445173506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SUsi2CVIz3I/AAAAAAAAAIE/342h-QBZliw/s1600-h/scan0001_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SUsi2CVIz3I/AAAAAAAAAIE/342h-QBZliw/s400/scan0001_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281353299755847538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-6983318049575824319?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/6983318049575824319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=6983318049575824319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/6983318049575824319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/6983318049575824319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-family-pictures.html' title='Our family pictures...'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SUsi2i6fCRI/AAAAAAAAAIU/xz9xNzX5RG0/s72-c/scan0003_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-8098211486792640180</id><published>2008-12-11T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:39:12.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Christmas really almost here????!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SUGyp6Jya9I/AAAAAAAAAH8/rUQNL5oPDA4/s1600-h/100_1608_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278696671309622226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SUGyp6Jya9I/AAAAAAAAAH8/rUQNL5oPDA4/s400/100_1608_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow. Where has the time gone?! Am I the only one feeling this way? I have absolutely no time right now to do anything. The only reason I'm on the computer tonight is because I'm supposed to be finishing my calendars on Shutterfly for gifts. Conner right now is trying to "help" me type. "Help me, Momma, help me." "Helping" is him pushing the enter button a million times saying one, two, eee (three). Did I mention Conner's birthday is a week away? We are so excited to have a grown up 2-year-old. I was looking at pictures from just a year ago and he seems so much more grown up now than he did then. Okay, I really have to get back to my gift making before I run out of time. Just wanted to let everyone know that we are still here!!! Things are just very, very busy here at the King household...as I'm sure they are for you, too! Welcome Christmas *and birthday* time!! The time I look forward to every year! Uh-oh. Conner's playing Chris' guitar. Gotta run!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-8098211486792640180?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/8098211486792640180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=8098211486792640180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/8098211486792640180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/8098211486792640180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2008/12/is-christmas-really-almost-here.html' title='Is Christmas really almost here????!!!'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SUGyp6Jya9I/AAAAAAAAAH8/rUQNL5oPDA4/s72-c/100_1608_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-5941884872163918205</id><published>2008-11-20T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:32:18.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new family of three...</title><content type='html'>A really good high school friend of mine had her baby this week!! Monday, November 17th Brock David was born to two very proud parents! I, fortunately, got to go to Arkansas the next day and hold baby Brock before he was even a day old. He's such a sweet little boy and I am so, so happy for you, Jill and David!! It was definitely the highlight of the week! Aren't babies precious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v376/48/87/1541040321/n1541040321_75212_6040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 604px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 453px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v376/48/87/1541040321/n1541040321_75212_6040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-5941884872163918205?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/5941884872163918205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=5941884872163918205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/5941884872163918205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/5941884872163918205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-family-of-three.html' title='A new family of three...'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-6095033252288680267</id><published>2008-11-09T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T19:42:53.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know, I know...it's been a while.  I wish I could say that I've just been so terribly busy that I couldn't spare a second.  But, that's not really the story.  There is no story.  I've just been a lazy bum this past week or however long (lifetime?).  But I'm here now.  *yea!!*  I've been putting off Conner's Halloween pictures because my camera messed up for some reason and I'm not crazy about the colors or anything and haven't sat down to fix most of them.  I'll post them anyway.  He's cute enough that the color doesn't make too much a difference, right?  Conner was a carpenter this year.  Last year (skunk) was a kind of hard one to beat because it was just too cute and funny!  So, we went for kind of simple instead. Easy to move around in and so on.  Here is the outcome:  (he wouldn't wear his adorable hard hat...oh well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SRerPg29y5I/AAAAAAAAAHU/cXBxlpVqScg/s1600-h/100_1578_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SRerPg29y5I/AAAAAAAAAHU/cXBxlpVqScg/s400/100_1578_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266866572239948690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Uncle "Derbie" and Addison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SRerQ_410OI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YQUZ4H1Hib4/s1600-h/100_1601_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SRerQ_410OI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YQUZ4H1Hib4/s400/100_1601_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266866597749182690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Conner insisted on wheeling this pink cart around at my Grandma Jo's house and would fill in FULL of M&amp;amp;Ms ("emmys).  He was just shopping like his mama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SRerQhBJPEI/AAAAAAAAAHs/cfj7JMPOBpM/s1600-h/100_1596_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SRerQhBJPEI/AAAAAAAAAHs/cfj7JMPOBpM/s400/100_1596_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266866589462510658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting the hang on this candy thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SRerQMbLqII/AAAAAAAAAHk/baaqxUaK7Ng/s1600-h/100_1589_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SRerQMbLqII/AAAAAAAAAHk/baaqxUaK7Ng/s400/100_1589_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266866583934576770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SRerQCOmIjI/AAAAAAAAAHc/sK2r_lz0YIM/s1600-h/100_1576_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SRerQCOmIjI/AAAAAAAAAHc/sK2r_lz0YIM/s400/100_1576_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266866581197431346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-6095033252288680267?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/6095033252288680267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=6095033252288680267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/6095033252288680267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/6095033252288680267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-know-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SRerPg29y5I/AAAAAAAAAHU/cXBxlpVqScg/s72-c/100_1578_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-7951899076246284479</id><published>2008-10-14T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T19:29:14.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a God thing</title><content type='html'>God is so good to my little family.  In the midst of all of this crazy economy, I worry just like everyone else.  I worry for next year, next month, tomorrow.  Owning a business is not the easiest thing when you hear so much about the economy going up and down within a matter of days.  You would think with all of this talk going around the past week or so that our business would go down quite a bit.  But, the opposite happened.  We had our best month just last month and our best day on Fall Festival (which was no surprise...we're always busy on Fall Festival).  I was telling this to one of my friends, saying how surprised I was with the restaurant doing so well and kind of saying I don't know why, but it's just happened that way.  She just looked at me and said, "It's a God thing...He's answering your prayers."  Of course!  Why in the world did I not think of that?!  I think sometimes we pray and pray and pray, expecting immediate outcomes to our prayers.  Then, when God actually answers our prayers, we don't give Him the glory!  Isn't that insane?  I hate to say, but I catch myself doing this over and over again and I hate it.  I wish that everything I do I would give glory to God, but unfortunately I don't.  I will continue to try, though and be the best follower of Christ that I can be.  Since talking to my friend, I have thanked God for the good outcome of the restaurant.  Isn't He such an awesome God?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-7951899076246284479?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/7951899076246284479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=7951899076246284479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/7951899076246284479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/7951899076246284479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-god-thing.html' title='It&apos;s a God thing'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-4459200829346704195</id><published>2008-10-03T19:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T19:42:37.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing better than punkin pie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SObVVQ2G0oI/AAAAAAAAAGM/2QsmILa2D24/s1600-h/100_1503_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SObVVQ2G0oI/AAAAAAAAAGM/2QsmILa2D24/s400/100_1503_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253120576650138242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SObXNu1cjCI/AAAAAAAAAG0/JX37yFx_aBU/s1600-h/100_1530_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SObXNu1cjCI/AAAAAAAAAG0/JX37yFx_aBU/s400/100_1530_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253122646284733474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A group of girls from church decided that we needed to get together and have some fun! So, we've been planning for a week to go out to a pumpkin farm with our kids and let them run around a have fun. It was a blast!!! Conner was so worn out that he was asleep before we got home! Here are some pictures of our super fun evening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SObXNyIBlVI/AAAAAAAAAHE/g3yVU744QRA/s1600-h/100_1564_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SObXNyIBlVI/AAAAAAAAAHE/g3yVU744QRA/s400/100_1564_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253122647167964498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SObXOHlbwRI/AAAAAAAAAHM/-mFIrHKe0Pw/s1600-h/100_1539_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SObXOHlbwRI/AAAAAAAAAHM/-mFIrHKe0Pw/s400/100_1539_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253122652928459026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SObXNhwzG9I/AAAAAAAAAG8/XyZ3wtsHHL8/s1600-h/100_1535_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SObXNhwzG9I/AAAAAAAAAG8/XyZ3wtsHHL8/s400/100_1535_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253122642775579602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SObVVkAZzWI/AAAAAAAAAGU/-XUpbHDqlfo/s1600-h/100_1504_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SObVVkAZzWI/AAAAAAAAAGU/-XUpbHDqlfo/s400/100_1504_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253120581793598818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SObVVowSuZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/1vtzYDDfJkc/s1600-h/100_1517_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SObVVowSuZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/1vtzYDDfJkc/s400/100_1517_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253120583068203410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SObVV1odaFI/AAAAAAAAAGs/oHukdTeBrZc/s1600-h/100_1529_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SObVV1odaFI/AAAAAAAAAGs/oHukdTeBrZc/s400/100_1529_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253120586525010002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-4459200829346704195?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/4459200829346704195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=4459200829346704195' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/4459200829346704195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/4459200829346704195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2008/10/nothing-better-than-punkin-pie.html' title='Nothing better than punkin pie!'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SObVVQ2G0oI/AAAAAAAAAGM/2QsmILa2D24/s72-c/100_1503_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-5101210166410051170</id><published>2008-09-24T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T20:10:20.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day in the Life of an *Almost* Two-Year Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SNr-ykQvRmI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Rx3TaDAHuVc/s1600-h/100_1463_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SNr-ykQvRmI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Rx3TaDAHuVc/s400/100_1463_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249788460334532194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today when I got home, I decided today was all about Conner.  Sometimes I get all caught up in laundry, a clean house, daily chores, and keeping our little family caught up with everything that I forget about what is really important.  So, I turned off the tv, tried to get the things that needed to be done out of my mind and gave Conner my complete attention all night.  I always try to do this every day...but not all night long.  We had a blast!  We went on a 4-wheeler ride, played tractor and trucks A LOT, went swinging, and finished with a POPCICLE!!!!!  What a fun, rewarding night.  Now I have to get off of this thing and get all that work that I pushed to the back of my head finished or else life will not go on tomorrow very smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SNr-ysrOnPI/AAAAAAAAAFk/2UdEMU2yl3U/s1600-h/100_1462_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SNr-ysrOnPI/AAAAAAAAAFk/2UdEMU2yl3U/s400/100_1462_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249788462593121522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SNr-y46LjUI/AAAAAAAAAFs/6EV2ClVofTQ/s1600-h/100_1470_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SNr-y46LjUI/AAAAAAAAAFs/6EV2ClVofTQ/s400/100_1470_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249788465877060930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, and this is what happens when a little boy gets ahold of the camera:  (i won't bore you with ALL of the pictures, but here are the ones you can acutally see someone in..the last one's a little photoshop fun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SNr-zFwTqrI/AAAAAAAAAF0/OIaX5mCsw4E/s1600-h/100_1472_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SNr-zFwTqrI/AAAAAAAAAF0/OIaX5mCsw4E/s400/100_1472_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249788469325310642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SNr-za6VsVI/AAAAAAAAAF8/0FgJPOn86Hw/s1600-h/100_1475_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SNr-za6VsVI/AAAAAAAAAF8/0FgJPOn86Hw/s400/100_1475_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249788475004531026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SNsAwrV7tqI/AAAAAAAAAGE/GJKe1wC5eY0/s1600-h/100_1497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SNsAwrV7tqI/AAAAAAAAAGE/GJKe1wC5eY0/s400/100_1497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249790626898884258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-5101210166410051170?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/5101210166410051170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=5101210166410051170' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/5101210166410051170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/5101210166410051170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2008/09/day-in-life-of-almost-two-year-old.html' title='A Day in the Life of an *Almost* Two-Year Old'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SNr-ykQvRmI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Rx3TaDAHuVc/s72-c/100_1463_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-483389334008251033</id><published>2008-09-13T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T20:07:45.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SMx-OPq_85I/AAAAAAAAAFU/aHYDR1FBGSY/s1600-h/growing+up+goes+too+fast+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245706449169937298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SMx-OPq_85I/AAAAAAAAAFU/aHYDR1FBGSY/s400/growing+up+goes+too+fast+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not very long ago (like a month or so) my cousin (who just graduated high school and is on to college) told me I had "mom sunglasses."  I immediately thought, "mom?!  i'm not a mom!"  But, I am!  I just don't think of myself as being old!!!  When did this happen?!  Why didn't somebody tell me what was going on??  Did I get old when I had a baby...or was it when I got married...or went to college?  I guess I missed the memo.  Anyway, I guess I'm labeled as "mom" now.  By the way, I think the glasses are stylish and look good on me.  ;)  Thanks, Kelsey!  I'm going to turn your glasses comment into a compliment.  I love being a mom and having mom sunglasses!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-483389334008251033?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/483389334008251033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=483389334008251033' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/483389334008251033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/483389334008251033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2008/09/mom-here.html' title='Mom here.'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SMx-OPq_85I/AAAAAAAAAFU/aHYDR1FBGSY/s72-c/growing+up+goes+too+fast+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-5202760575383138174</id><published>2008-09-05T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T20:02:56.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aren't Cousins Fun?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I can't believe that summer is almost gone and fall is just around the corner. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE fall. I love the colors, the weather (yes, even the rainy days)...fall just feels so family-ish to me. We see all different kinds of relative as we near Christmas and fall just kind of gets you into that mood. I just love it. But, summer has been good to us this year. If I haven't mentioned it before (hehe) Conner really prefers being outside rather than cooped up indoors. Here are some pics from the past couple of weeks...his two obsessions right now: haybales and our new and improved swing (my old swing that we painted and now looks brand spankin new!)..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242735673185479394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SMHwUUt9KuI/AAAAAAAAAD8/M3rzeGc1HF4/s320/100_1407_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SMHwUnVdnMI/AAAAAAAAAEE/BPjp4dxDzL8/s1600-h/100_1418_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242735678183021762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SMHwUnVdnMI/AAAAAAAAAEE/BPjp4dxDzL8/s320/100_1418_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SMHwUhcltoI/AAAAAAAAAEM/r9wceKGeOjU/s1600-h/100_1423_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242735676602300034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SMHwUhcltoI/AAAAAAAAAEM/r9wceKGeOjU/s320/100_1423_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Conner and I babysat Addy last night and had a ball! They are starting to play so well together and always makes me realize that, no, I am not ready for another one. As much as I love Addison and had such a fun time, I love being a family of three. I just do. Call me selfish, but I savor every second I have with Conner and Chris. A baby would easily squeeze right in...some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SMHwU5s1n6I/AAAAAAAAAEU/xNNhtqmgE0s/s1600-h/100_1433_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242735683112902562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SMHwU5s1n6I/AAAAAAAAAEU/xNNhtqmgE0s/s320/100_1433_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SMHwVDSp1sI/AAAAAAAAAEc/3J9Bov2Ri30/s1600-h/100_1443_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242735685687432898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SMHwVDSp1sI/AAAAAAAAAEc/3J9Bov2Ri30/s320/100_1443_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242737791916364194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SMHyPpmw0aI/AAAAAAAAAEk/WLqVUWl8Ye4/s320/100_1448_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242737813950374418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SMHyQ7sFIhI/AAAAAAAAAE8/NE4UILUND4o/s320/100_1445_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And, just in case you wondered why there aren't any pictures of the two together, here's the reason:  (I have lots more, too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242737805736561106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SMHyQdFwSdI/AAAAAAAAAEs/lhY1EXAI0gA/s320/100_1439_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242737808180566722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SMHyQmMc2sI/AAAAAAAAAE0/JUYC71VVAKA/s320/100_1447_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-5202760575383138174?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/5202760575383138174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=5202760575383138174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/5202760575383138174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/5202760575383138174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2008/09/arent-cousins-fun.html' title='Aren&apos;t Cousins Fun?'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SMHwUUt9KuI/AAAAAAAAAD8/M3rzeGc1HF4/s72-c/100_1407_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-7923240847054621363</id><published>2008-08-22T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T19:59:08.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so I have been emailing a little bulletin for our Sunday School class every Thursday about where we are in our studies just to keep everybody up to date on everything.  It's hard in classes when you miss one day and then feel totally out of the loop the next class.  So, this is the whole point for sending little mid-week reminders to everyone.  I think it has really helped...I've gotten very positive feedback, so I'm all encouraged by it. Anyway, I thought I'd start posting my little things on here, just in case anyone was interested.  We're studying Acts right now and I've always kind of enjoyed the book of Acts.  It has a lot to do with faith and spreading God's Word...it just encourages me so much.  So, here's this week's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;August 17, 2008&lt;br /&gt;Salvation for Every Nation&lt;br /&gt;Acts 9:32-10:48&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always remember my parents lecturing me about being nice to others, treating other as I would like to be treated, love your neighbor as thyself.  Did I always follow those tried and true rules?  Of course not...I was a teenager who knew it all.  Did I allow any barrier -- language, culture, race, geography, economic level, or educational level -- keep me from telling others about Christ or simply being friends with them?  Unfortunately so.  I'm sure we've all done it at least once in our lives.  But in this week's passage, we learn of two very different men, Cornelius and Peter, coming together through Christ.  Cornelius was weathy, a Gentile, and a military man.  Peter, a Jewis fisherman turned preacher.  Jews and Geniles did not mix.  Most of the early believers were Jewish and they thought it scandalous to even think about associating with Gentiles.  Fortunately, Peter obeyed God's direction to go to Cornelius, putting his biases aside for his faith.  (It did take a three-part heavenly vision for God to change Peter's mind (Acts 10:9-17), but you get the point...he still obeyed!)  Once Peter joined with Cornelius, they discovered God's plan included their joint effort to further God's kingdom.  Cornelius needed Peter and his gospel to know the way to salvation.  And Peter needed Cornelius and his salvation experience to know that Gentiles were included in God's plan.  Amazing!  Two people from two totally different spectrums uniting to spread God's Word.  I think sometimes I'm afraid to fully listen to God and where He wants to lead me.  I feel like I am comfortable where I am and who I surround myself with.  That is going the exact opposite direction!  Why would we want to store this awesome news and keep it to ourselves?  New that could save a soul!  News that would allow us to see our friends, coworkers, and family in Heaven for eternity!  We should be like Peter and Cornelius, getting out of our comfort zone and using each other and our combined God-given gifts to tell the whole world of our Savior!  We have so many opportunities right here in Pittsburg, Kansas!  If cultures/races are a weak spot for you, find some of the foreign college students we see running around church - be an impact in their lives.  If it's economic status, we have all different people around town in a different situtation than we are.  People outside of your box just may surprise you and impact your life.  God works everywhere, through everyone...even ones you wouldn't expect.  Just an ending note I was going to leave out, but just can't.  I thought is was so interesting in Acts 9:43 that Peter stayed with Simon, who was a tanner.  Tanners made animal hides into leather.  It is significant that Peter stayed here because tanning involved contact with dead animals, and Jewish law considered it an "unclean" occupation.  Peter was already beginning to break down his prejudice against people who were not of his kind and customs that did not adhere to Jewis religious traditions.  God works in so many ways.  I feel like He is always preparing us for the next step.  He is just saying, "Trust me...you will see.".  It just takes such faith to take that leap...he sometimes tries to turn those leaps into steps...so walk with Him the rest of this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-7923240847054621363?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/7923240847054621363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=7923240847054621363' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/7923240847054621363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/7923240847054621363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2008/08/okay-so-i-have-been-emailing-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-5131300236424973654</id><published>2008-08-20T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T15:22:42.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake of the Ozarks...it's about time I blogged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SKyXovvv7eI/AAAAAAAAADU/tVnYcDhRRMc/s1600-h/100_0284_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236727192992345570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SKyXovvv7eI/AAAAAAAAADU/tVnYcDhRRMc/s320/100_0284_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay, so we went to the Lake of the Ozarks like weeks ago...well, two weeks ago, I guess. My cousin, Michelle, and her husband, Jason, own a lake house there and have all kinds of boats and toys. We (my mom, dad, Kirby, Kerri, Addy, and us) try to go every year during the summer just for a break. It's always relaxing...well, it's relaxing when Jason's not trying to through you off while tubing! We tubed, jet skiied, wake boarded, wake surfed, played volleyball...and all of us were sore after just two days! Conner liked the water a lot better this year...in the past he's been a little worried about where the water is and where it is spashing him.  Not this year!  He's a big boy now!  Anyway, here are some of my favority pictures: &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This one makes me laugh!  Conner wanted to eat that chip so bad, but it was too windy and he was too tired!  He finally ended up falling asleep with his chip half in his mouth and half out...I'm surprised it didn't fly away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236727196424373858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SKyXo8iAhmI/AAAAAAAAADc/iAhne7zxPo4/s320/100_0285_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Jason's grandparents own Bott's Radio Station and on their property at the lake they have a big area full of all kinds of animals...zebras, ostriches, camels, horses, llamas...and probably a lot more!!  It's a neat place.  Here's Conner on one of the miniature horses:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236727210651417474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SKyXpxh_-4I/AAAAAAAAADs/sYxDmo_LBEU/s320/100_0297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dad &amp;amp; Conner at the Bott's "Party Barn"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236727208197562386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SKyXpoY9IBI/AAAAAAAAADk/7uILsBOOJso/s320/100_0316_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Kerri, Addison, and Kirby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236727220495319682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SKyXqWM-AoI/AAAAAAAAAD0/scCKaSYHDyw/s320/100_0275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-5131300236424973654?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/5131300236424973654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=5131300236424973654' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/5131300236424973654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/5131300236424973654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2008/08/lake-of-ozarksits-about-time-i-blogged.html' title='Lake of the Ozarks...it&apos;s about time I blogged!'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SKyXovvv7eI/AAAAAAAAADU/tVnYcDhRRMc/s72-c/100_0284_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-5465165687903652037</id><published>2008-08-07T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T19:34:30.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chris has been gone since early Wednesday and will be back tomorrow afternoon on a conference in Topeka. I am so ready for him to be back!!! Conner keeps asking where he is and I just keep saying, "He's at work...he'll be back soon.". We miss him when he's gone...he should be home more when school starts up and he begins his new job. Tonight was one of the first nights Conner and I could go outside. He hates being cooped up in the house, but it's been so darn hot I hate to go out there too much...except to water my flowers. Here are some of our pictures from tonight...he's such a boy:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231968016368055106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SJuvMNPSs0I/AAAAAAAAAC0/5e2FLvwcdm4/s320/102_1394_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kirby taught him to "check the tires" one time at the restaurant, so now everything that has a tire has to be kicked...whether we're at home, Grandma's house, Walmart parking lot, church, it doesn't even matter...we're going to have to stop and kick some stranger's tire! Someday we're going to have to learn that this is not something we do to every tire!...someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231968739477294082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SJuv2TB-DAI/AAAAAAAAAC8/pDAqoBU1idM/s320/102_1395_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I thought I would add in some of my flowers just because they bring me such joy...I love taking care of them and watching them grow.  Besides, this page doesn't have to be all about boys and dirt and toys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231968745312498034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SJuv2oxMMXI/AAAAAAAAADE/M27KAhE5wKM/s320/102_1402_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231968745344736994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SJuv2o44HuI/AAAAAAAAADM/_CC3gfyiX2A/s320/102_1406_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-5465165687903652037?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/5465165687903652037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=5465165687903652037' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/5465165687903652037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/5465165687903652037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2008/08/chris-has-been-gone-since-early.html' title=''/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SJuvMNPSs0I/AAAAAAAAAC0/5e2FLvwcdm4/s72-c/102_1394_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-823448061271645469</id><published>2008-07-22T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T20:21:07.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun in the Sun</title><content type='html'>It's been so long since I've been on here because I have been busy, busy, busy. Busy with work (we made a meal for 450 people tonight for the Annual Co-op Supper in Girard), busy with a sick family (Chris beginning last week, Conner mid-week, me end of the week), and busy with getting back into the routine of things with my mom back at work (praise the Lord!...I'm tired of getting up at 4:30 am...seriously tired). So, yes, things are pretty hectic this past week, but my family survived and will move on. Last night we were all just working on our yard...as usual if seems...and Conner finds his pool that we haven't gotten out for a while just because of no time. So, Chris and I blow it up and fill it up with water. He had such a great time in it! I just love watching him try to figure things out...how does the water come out of the hose, where does it come from, how can I get it in my mouth... I could watch him ponder over things forever! It's such a joy to me. Having kids is just the best thing in the world...how could anyone ever want to miss out? So, here are some of my favorite pictures that I managed to snap in the midst of spashing and enjoyment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226043280235368482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SIairLM_ECI/AAAAAAAAAB4/syIwwnRIdV8/s320/102_1338_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226043292098871666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SIair3ZdwXI/AAAAAAAAACA/Rz241ZL955s/s320/102_1363_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226043386914445250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SIaixYnQl8I/AAAAAAAAACI/zxWATubCefQ/s320/102_1370_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226043390147618626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SIaixkqG50I/AAAAAAAAACQ/2Ug5-38_pQA/s320/102_1378_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here are some after we FORCED him to get out of the water...it just makes me realize how grow up Conner is getting...sitting in our chair that we used to rock him to sleep in every night. It simply makes me smile. (Can you tell I haven't been around Conner ALL day long because of catering tonight and missed him like crazy?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226044011908991138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SIajVw5kiKI/AAAAAAAAACY/dYBacMqV0kY/s320/102_1384_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226044019931070354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SIajWOyLv5I/AAAAAAAAACg/U6Ae41KJoXk/s320/102_1388_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-823448061271645469?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/823448061271645469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=823448061271645469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/823448061271645469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/823448061271645469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2008/07/fun-in-sun.html' title='Fun in the Sun'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SIairLM_ECI/AAAAAAAAAB4/syIwwnRIdV8/s72-c/102_1338_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-6487703347624516872</id><published>2008-07-12T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T13:59:35.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiti Bound</title><content type='html'>Well, my parents are on their way to Haiti on their mission trip to see Dr. Wilkins and Sandy. My mom used to work for Dr Wilkins when they lived in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Girard&lt;/span&gt;. He and Sandy moved to Haiti to become full time missionaries about 9 years ago. ( A little background info for some of you who aren't familiar with them) Here is their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;website&lt;/span&gt; to learn a little more about their mission: &lt;a href="http://www.haitihealthministries.org/Haiti_Health_Ministries/Home.html"&gt;http://www.haitihealthministries.org/Haiti_Health_Ministries/Home.html&lt;/a&gt;. Mom and Dad left at 6:30 this morning and will come back a week from tomorrow. Keep them in your prayers that they will be able to do whatever God has sent them for...whether that is bringing someone to Christ, building something that is needed at the clinic or simply encouraging and lifting up the missionaries that live in Haiti. Can you imagine living in a third world country? I just cannot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;fathom&lt;/span&gt; raising Conner and going day to day like they do. It breaks my heart knowing that most of those children will never be able to have near as many opportunities as we do here. My mom, two friends, and I went to Haiti years ago when we were in high school and it just changes your perspective about everything. It's another world. I can't explain the poverty and hunger we saw. I think everyone should go to a third world country just to see how great we have it here. I am so thankful for my bountiful life.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, like I said, keep them in your prayers this week while they are away. Also keep Kirby and I in your prayers...we are in charge of the businesses while they're gone!! Kirby on the farm and me at the restaurant...which means me getting up at 4:30 AM every morning. Ugh. Just one week, though, I suppose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-6487703347624516872?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/6487703347624516872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=6487703347624516872' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/6487703347624516872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/6487703347624516872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2008/07/haiti-bound.html' title='Haiti Bound'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-2042531812879904857</id><published>2008-07-09T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T13:14:07.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The fourth and the fifth (my birthday!!) of July</title><content type='html'>I finally have enought time to post some pictures of our 4th of July! Plus, we (also finally) got the internet at our house!! It is wonderful!!! I used to have to go over to my mom's to do everything. It's nice to do things in the comfort of your own home...and on your own time. But, Conner's alseep for a late afternoon nap, so I thought I'd get on here and catch up on some things. Conner hated (I'll say it again because it is so true), hated the fireworks this year. Last year the loud popping noises were kind of fun and exciting, but THIS year...one whole year later...they are very threatening and just plain scary. He and the dog stayed up on the porch trying to get away from it all. Never mind that they made pretty colors in the sky. That had no impact on him whatsoever. Oh, well. There will be more years to come of fun fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is Conner and Addy...Kerri saw this picture and says Addy looks like Chucky.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221108771314624482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SHUaw8_iZ-I/AAAAAAAAAAw/Y4wKmUXhvxs/s200/102_1329.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Conner with Kelsey, Kendall, and Kennedy...who by the way spoil him rotten! They still want to give him a bottle, which we have gotten rid of for months now!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221109170571334818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SHUbIMVwVKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/-5kInMaJf44/s200/102_1332_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally, I had to post my favorite picture of Addison!  She is such a happy little girl and we love having a little red head in our family!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221109664343467218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SHUbk7yNJNI/AAAAAAAAABA/h5EHPhOsFhY/s200/102_1327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-2042531812879904857?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/2042531812879904857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=2042531812879904857' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/2042531812879904857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/2042531812879904857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2008/07/fourth-and-fifth-my-birthday-of-july.html' title='The fourth and the fifth (my birthday!!) of July'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SHUaw8_iZ-I/AAAAAAAAAAw/Y4wKmUXhvxs/s72-c/102_1329.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-3297508234777516280</id><published>2008-06-23T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T13:27:14.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from St Louis Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SGAFht2X10I/AAAAAAAAAAY/lJIv0PDxbD8/s1600-h/100_1276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215174445296506690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" height="183" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SGAFht2X10I/AAAAAAAAAAY/lJIv0PDxbD8/s320/100_1276.JPG" width="212" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we are in front of the Mississippi River while visiting the arch. The water was up all the way to part of the steps and this was before the levys broke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SGAG1sdQnsI/AAAAAAAAAAo/MexVT-r7LCM/s1600-h/100_1270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215175888031751874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SGAG1sdQnsI/AAAAAAAAAAo/MexVT-r7LCM/s320/100_1270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Conner and I at the arch...he was not too terribly impressed, but we couldn't go to St Louis without seeing the arch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SGAGdjcxHtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DzTgS-urRKE/s1600-h/100_1239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215175473296907986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/SGAGdjcxHtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DzTgS-urRKE/s320/100_1239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Conner with one of his favorite animals at the Zoo...he calls them "blub blubs." 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We had such a good time on our first family vacation.  People keep saying that Conner won't remember anything, but I don't care!  We have memories that will last a lifetime.  I don't have my camera with me, but I will make sure to post some of my favorite pictures.  We got to Chris' Aunt Wanda and Uncle Gayle's house on Sunday evening and spent a great night with them.  They are awesome people and have a beautiful house out in the country.  Gayle has taught the deer to come pretty close to him and feeds them every night, so every time we went outside, Conner would yell (and I mean YELL), "HERE DEER!!"...well, something like 'here deer.'  Chris and I can understand most of his Conner Language that some just can't grasp and this was one them.  We then went on to St Louis and went to the zoo, Grant's Farm (if you haven't been there, check it out...so much fun!), the arch (which was RIGHT across from our hotel), Union Station, Royals/Cardinals ballgame (Yea! Royals won!), and then headed back home.  I can't even list all of the fun stories we have...it would most likely get boring for you reading it and there just isn't enough space.  Tonight is going to be our first night without ba ba for Conner, so I'll post soon on the outcome.  We packed all ba-ba's up tonight and said bye bye them....Good luck to us.  ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-3480931935686346009?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/3480931935686346009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=3480931935686346009' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/3480931935686346009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/3480931935686346009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2008/06/we-came-back.html' title='We Came Back!'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-6840558335708903065</id><published>2008-06-14T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T15:23:01.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're off!....Almost!</title><content type='html'>So tomorrow we leave for St Louis.  Neither Chris or I have packed.  Oh, and we have Conner unpacked, also.  And yet I have time to write on here.  Funny, huh?  Yesterday Conner, Mom, and I went to my Grandma Jo's house (Conner calls her "Jo Jo") and dropped some stuff off.  She sent us home with an old horse for Conner.  It's one of those old ones with the springs that you ride on.  Conner loves it.  It's pretty sentimental for us because it was my mom's brother, Tim's horse.  He died in a car accident when I was 3 months old.  So, we will cherish this gift forever and tell Conner all of the stories I've been told about Tim.  From what I hear, Tim would have gotten quite a kick out of Conner.  Well, Conner and I won't be updating here for a while unless we take our computer with us to STL.  Otherwise, we'll be back around Thursday or Friday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-6840558335708903065?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/6840558335708903065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=6840558335708903065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/6840558335708903065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/6840558335708903065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2008/06/were-offalmost.html' title='We&apos;re off!....Almost!'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653293211689693308.post-2645286829153240866</id><published>2008-06-10T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T14:22:47.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today has been one of those days. The restaurant was busy, busy and I have a million things to do when I get home. But, I got to my Mom's house to pick up Conner and he's asleep. It makes me just stop and breath for a second. I love watching him be still sometimes!! We are constantly on the go a lot of times and I wonder a lot if that is a good or bad thing for him! I'm going to choose good for now. Chris, Conner, and I are all going on our first real family vacation next week and we are so excited!! We're going to St Louis to visit some of Chris' family, see the zoo, the arch, a ballgame, and lots more!   Well, the little guy is awake so I have to run again! More later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653293211689693308-2645286829153240866?l=josieandchris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/feeds/2645286829153240866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653293211689693308&amp;postID=2645286829153240866' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/2645286829153240866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653293211689693308/posts/default/2645286829153240866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieandchris.blogspot.com/2008/06/today-has-been-one-of-those-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789146141636022199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRhJzwx08V4/S9OnDRUFfDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/vSdMjOcRX0s/S220/05+03+04_0657.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
