<?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-506344801433498672</id><updated>2011-11-14T23:06:39.974-06:00</updated><category term='little brother'/><category term='craft'/><category term='sis'/><title type='text'>mamallday</title><subtitle type='html'>Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no records of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.... 
1 Corinthians 13:4-8</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mamallday</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFsF5LVtTWI/AAAAAAAAAME/9NEw00kPI0w/S220/013.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-506344801433498672.post-7534152219116373814</id><published>2011-11-14T23:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T23:06:40.044-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our 3rd Addition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LyHbVy_bcYg/TsHxnVvZEvI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ud573LSC8Uc/s1600/img004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LyHbVy_bcYg/TsHxnVvZEvI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ud573LSC8Uc/s320/img004.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Look at those sweet little feet, we'll have to wait to see if you are a boy or girl until we meet. We are expecting a 3rd little monkey March of next year. It's been quite a challenge not knowing. Of course there has been very little 'stress' in planning. Naturally, Tim and I cannot agree on a boy's name. But, he has gotten Chance to very lovingly and affectionately call the baby...."Budrow." Everyone is excited, however Chance is 50/50. He seems to think the baby will flush all his toys down the toilet. Rayleigh has been feeling the baby move and the look on her face with the matching giggle is priceless. The time is flying by!!! Love you Baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/506344801433498672-7534152219116373814?l=mamallday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/feeds/7534152219116373814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=506344801433498672&amp;postID=7534152219116373814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/7534152219116373814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/7534152219116373814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/2011/11/our-3rd-addition.html' title='Our 3rd Addition'/><author><name>mamallday</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFsF5LVtTWI/AAAAAAAAAME/9NEw00kPI0w/S220/013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LyHbVy_bcYg/TsHxnVvZEvI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ud573LSC8Uc/s72-c/img004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-506344801433498672.post-8205170733195551830</id><published>2011-07-11T12:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T12:13:50.130-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little brother'/><title type='text'>Handsome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kELlaeMjPs0/Thsu4tEJG5I/AAAAAAAAAO4/PhnMpHC2HrE/s1600/Chance+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239px" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kELlaeMjPs0/Thsu4tEJG5I/AAAAAAAAAO4/PhnMpHC2HrE/s320/Chance+1.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The converstation between my 4 yr old boy and his Bible class teacher yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Chance,"Can I ask you a question?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Miss Angie, "Yes, you can."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Chance, "Am I handsome?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Miss Angie, "Yes, Chance you sure are."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Chance, "Smell me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/506344801433498672-8205170733195551830?l=mamallday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/feeds/8205170733195551830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=506344801433498672&amp;postID=8205170733195551830' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/8205170733195551830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/8205170733195551830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/2011/07/handsome.html' title='Handsome'/><author><name>mamallday</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFsF5LVtTWI/AAAAAAAAAME/9NEw00kPI0w/S220/013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kELlaeMjPs0/Thsu4tEJG5I/AAAAAAAAAO4/PhnMpHC2HrE/s72-c/Chance+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-506344801433498672.post-6835298237960984277</id><published>2011-02-01T13:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T13:33:42.105-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day = Bonkers :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TUhfOfbGcEI/AAAAAAAAANY/rxBZ2ujrm4E/s1600/snow+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TUhfOfbGcEI/AAAAAAAAANY/rxBZ2ujrm4E/s320/snow+002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We went and watched Donkey Basketball last night, an event everyone should&amp;nbsp;exprience at least once.&amp;nbsp;In&amp;nbsp;that gym is where today's&amp;nbsp;excitement began, when the official announcement started buzzing through the older kids, "SNOW DAY."&amp;nbsp; Then, Rayleigh and her little girlfriends started giggling about the news. That in itself is amazing to thing how much she has grown up, school events with friends lined down the row. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TUhcnpWnLQI/AAAAAAAAANU/AspY-daoRXY/s1600/snow+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TUhcnpWnLQI/AAAAAAAAANU/AspY-daoRXY/s320/snow+008.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Seeing their faces when they peak out the window and Chances "I'm gon playin' in the snow" dance. It's funny how we spend 30 minutes getting ready&amp;nbsp;for&amp;nbsp;not even&amp;nbsp;10 minutes of outside time. But, it's fun and worth it. This house is loaded with energy :) The snow ice cream have helped with that. FYI, that's Chance acting out Sharkie's part in Shark Boy &amp;amp; Lava Girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TUhfpK-8p7I/AAAAAAAAANc/cfgxylX4xsA/s1600/snow+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TUhfpK-8p7I/AAAAAAAAANc/cfgxylX4xsA/s320/snow+013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TUhcnpWnLQI/AAAAAAAAANU/AspY-daoRXY/s1600/snow+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/506344801433498672-6835298237960984277?l=mamallday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/feeds/6835298237960984277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=506344801433498672&amp;postID=6835298237960984277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/6835298237960984277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/6835298237960984277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/2011/02/snow-day-bonkers.html' title='Snow Day = Bonkers :)'/><author><name>mamallday</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFsF5LVtTWI/AAAAAAAAAME/9NEw00kPI0w/S220/013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TUhfOfbGcEI/AAAAAAAAANY/rxBZ2ujrm4E/s72-c/snow+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-506344801433498672.post-3761518318469500664</id><published>2010-12-28T13:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T13:13:27.366-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Traditions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TRoxDGWYyNI/AAAAAAAAANQ/T9NWwY36djY/s1600/039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TRoxDGWYyNI/AAAAAAAAANQ/T9NWwY36djY/s320/039.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Each year is celebrated&amp;nbsp;while surrounded by family. Either family in Florida or family Oklahoma, which is always the best part of the celebration...family. But, each year as our family grows in to it's own it leaves me wanting more of our own family tradition. It feels like it's&amp;nbsp;severely lacking in the traditions you want your kids to remember. &lt;br /&gt;However, as I sat on the couch trying to keep my eyes open at the end of the day. Maybe our Christmas isn't as inadequate as I thought. Like, a present to open Christmas Eve, containing new pjs and a new movie to cuddle up and watch while tracking Santa to our door. The light sight seeing along with hot chocolate. Not to forget my personal favorite, staying up LATE with "Mr. Claus" wrapping those treasured surprises to be left by Santa in the morning. Sharing the customary messily iced only slightly licked and a little sticky sugar cookies and glass of&amp;nbsp; milk. Followed by cinnamon rolls for breakfast and more milk. Oh, and the popcorn tin!&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/506344801433498672-3761518318469500664?l=mamallday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/feeds/3761518318469500664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=506344801433498672&amp;postID=3761518318469500664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/3761518318469500664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/3761518318469500664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-traditions.html' title='Christmas Traditions'/><author><name>mamallday</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFsF5LVtTWI/AAAAAAAAAME/9NEw00kPI0w/S220/013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TRoxDGWYyNI/AAAAAAAAANQ/T9NWwY36djY/s72-c/039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-506344801433498672.post-7256560175931468345</id><published>2010-10-25T11:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T11:46:53.203-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little brother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sis'/><title type='text'>Tiger Safari</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TMWsQM8oeDI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ZnYCJgiF7LI/s1600/055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TMWsQM8oeDI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ZnYCJgiF7LI/s200/055.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's a wonderful place called Tiger Safari, it's barely&amp;nbsp;10 minutes from our home. We took the kids last week and they loved it. Much to my surprise my daughter not only touched a rather large snake, but, held it. The tour guide brought out more cuddly animals, like a ferret, then we saw the not so cuddly porcupines. Which, I did not know has a rattle under all those quills. They use it as a warning, much like a rattlesnake. We were able to hear the deep growl of a lion, even though not full force roar, is still amazing. Those that live down the road say they can &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TMWslscuwiI/AAAAAAAAANA/6z0M78O9zpU/s1600/080.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TMWslscuwiI/AAAAAAAAANA/6z0M78O9zpU/s200/080.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hear their rumble at night. They both fed tigers, one 8 ft and another close to 10 ft. Seeing those massive animals stretched almost the full heighth of a chain link fence to reach their yummy raw chicken leg, makes you feel pretty&amp;nbsp;tiny.&amp;nbsp;Talked to birds, raced a camel,&amp;nbsp;fed cornflakes to goats and animal crackers to deer.&amp;nbsp;Chance road giant turtles and yeehawed like a cowboy. God is an amazing creator of so many very different things.&amp;nbsp;All in all, a fantastic afternoon. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TMWwuv7Ef6I/AAAAAAAAANI/ypHUltS9pbM/s1600/071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TMWwuv7Ef6I/AAAAAAAAANI/ypHUltS9pbM/s1600/071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/506344801433498672-7256560175931468345?l=mamallday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/feeds/7256560175931468345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=506344801433498672&amp;postID=7256560175931468345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/7256560175931468345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/7256560175931468345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/2010/10/tiger-safari.html' title='Tiger Safari'/><author><name>mamallday</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFsF5LVtTWI/AAAAAAAAAME/9NEw00kPI0w/S220/013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TMWsQM8oeDI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ZnYCJgiF7LI/s72-c/055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-506344801433498672.post-4802764606754919864</id><published>2010-08-12T21:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T21:07:38.253-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sis'/><title type='text'>Kindergarten DAY 1!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TGSolQLlwOI/AAAAAAAAAMk/8Ex1OaPfiyc/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TGSolQLlwOI/AAAAAAAAAMk/8Ex1OaPfiyc/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Rayleigh was so very excited for today, I'm surprised she fell asleep as quickly as she did last night. She said, "When I fall asleep, I'm going to be smiling because I'm so excited." She's a very big girl and walked in tall and proud, didn't want daddy to help carry her bag full of new supplies. Her teacher seems very nice and sweet. I'm looking forward to helping with face painting on game days :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TGSo1aZUgRI/AAAAAAAAAMs/xBRqPIF4_5A/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TGSo1aZUgRI/AAAAAAAAAMs/xBRqPIF4_5A/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Chance on the other hand was not happy to leave his sister. The only time they have ever been apart is school times. And that hasn't happened since March. Guess I better have some fun distracting things lined up for him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/506344801433498672-4802764606754919864?l=mamallday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/feeds/4802764606754919864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=506344801433498672&amp;postID=4802764606754919864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/4802764606754919864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/4802764606754919864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/2010/08/kindergarten-day-1.html' title='Kindergarten DAY 1!'/><author><name>mamallday</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFsF5LVtTWI/AAAAAAAAAME/9NEw00kPI0w/S220/013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TGSolQLlwOI/AAAAAAAAAMk/8Ex1OaPfiyc/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-506344801433498672.post-7280010434197816652</id><published>2010-08-05T11:49:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T14:18:54.947-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little brother'/><title type='text'>My Hero.....</title><content type='html'>The other day the boy was up to no good. I say, "Son, stop. Do you want a spankin?" To which he replied, "yea." &lt;br /&gt;Me, "Whaaat? No... a spankin." &lt;br /&gt;Again, "Yea, I do." &lt;br /&gt;Me, "You want a spankin'?"&lt;br /&gt;Him, "Yea, come on."&lt;br /&gt;Me, "Sir?"&lt;br /&gt;Him, "Yes, I want bacon." As he heads to the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;So, what do you do? You get bacon for the boy...............&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFrr_XI6mqI/AAAAAAAAAL4/16-tpD77HDg/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFrr_XI6mqI/AAAAAAAAAL4/16-tpD77HDg/s200/002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501969368562178722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/506344801433498672-7280010434197816652?l=mamallday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/feeds/7280010434197816652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=506344801433498672&amp;postID=7280010434197816652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/7280010434197816652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/7280010434197816652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-hero.html' title='My Hero.....'/><author><name>mamallday</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFsF5LVtTWI/AAAAAAAAAME/9NEw00kPI0w/S220/013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFrr_XI6mqI/AAAAAAAAAL4/16-tpD77HDg/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-506344801433498672.post-7981723764245172145</id><published>2010-08-05T08:52:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T09:06:03.500-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sis'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFrD7RTi7qI/AAAAAAAAALY/8AKotYTmwtg/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFrD7RTi7qI/AAAAAAAAALY/8AKotYTmwtg/s320/006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501925317811564194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am amazed the path God put me on before I knew I was on one. I am amazed He was working in my life before I "let" Him. The path along the way not only led me to Him but, He blessed me with a wonderful husband. Who has been very understanding through the last almost 8 yrs. More specifically the last 6.... when we were blessed with our first baby. The many emotional ups and downs parenthood takes you through. I was excited for her to start Kindergarten this year, but I don't really want to let go. It saddens me, my baby, just isn't anymore. I vow to hold you and sit with you to play...every time you ask me to. Because, that is a request I always want to hear. I love you, dear Rayleigh, my favorite little girl in the whole wide world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/506344801433498672-7981723764245172145?l=mamallday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/feeds/7981723764245172145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=506344801433498672&amp;postID=7981723764245172145' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/7981723764245172145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/7981723764245172145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-am-amazed-path-god-put-me-on-before-i.html' title=''/><author><name>mamallday</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFsF5LVtTWI/AAAAAAAAAME/9NEw00kPI0w/S220/013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFrD7RTi7qI/AAAAAAAAALY/8AKotYTmwtg/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-506344801433498672.post-1132791679413239270</id><published>2009-08-06T23:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T11:32:58.420-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sis'/><title type='text'>Locks of Love</title><content type='html'>We were planning on getting Rayleigh's hair trimmed before school. I had in my mind maybe 2 inches. Tim was looking at her and asked if she had enough to donate. My first thought was can we really do that without bawling. (Me, not her) Tim thought it would be an oppurtunity to teach her a valuable lesson. So we talked to her about it. Then the night before her and I sat down and looked at the locks of love website. She, of course, wanted to know who they were and what their names were. Rayleigh also noted, that they were all still smiling. Those kiddos have lots of courage, a level I may never reach in life. Or, prayerfully, even be challenged with. Love you my Rayleigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w209.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w209.photobucket.com/albums/bb311/mamallday/Locks of Love/1fdc4795.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s209.photobucket.com/albums/bb311/mamallday/Locks%20of%20Love/?action=view&amp;current=1fdc4795.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/506344801433498672-1132791679413239270?l=mamallday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/feeds/1132791679413239270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=506344801433498672&amp;postID=1132791679413239270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/1132791679413239270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/1132791679413239270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/2009/08/locks-of-love.html' title='Locks of Love'/><author><name>mamallday</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFsF5LVtTWI/AAAAAAAAAME/9NEw00kPI0w/S220/013.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-506344801433498672.post-3028048147106394556</id><published>2009-03-06T14:01:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T14:16:43.119-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine Getaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/SbGBTGqT0eI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ODnq9C54yAM/s1600-h/rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/SbGBTGqT0eI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ODnq9C54yAM/s400/rose.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310167600852095458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear sweet Tim had surprises up his sleeve for Valentine's Day. He surprised me with a dozen roses at the gym and he sent the kids something as well. Rayleigh and Chance had been begging me all day for a balloon. As soon as we get there they saw shiny balloons and a bear for her and a dinosaur for him. Excited they were! He was disappointed that the florist didn't send lavendar roses, but they were still beautiful. He also surprised me a stay at The Grandison, Bed &amp; Breakfast. Fantastic! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/SbGCem3q5PI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/YvCVQrkvD4k/s1600-h/dinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:right;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/SbGCem3q5PI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/YvCVQrkvD4k/s320/dinner.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310168897988257010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/SbGCe3_Uc6I/AAAAAAAAAKY/vPSFa5J9-S4/s1600-h/breakfast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/SbGCe3_Uc6I/AAAAAAAAAKY/vPSFa5J9-S4/s320/breakfast.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310168902583743394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/506344801433498672-3028048147106394556?l=mamallday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/feeds/3028048147106394556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=506344801433498672&amp;postID=3028048147106394556' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/3028048147106394556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/3028048147106394556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/2009/03/valentine-getaway.html' title='Valentine Getaway'/><author><name>mamallday</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFsF5LVtTWI/AAAAAAAAAME/9NEw00kPI0w/S220/013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/SbGBTGqT0eI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ODnq9C54yAM/s72-c/rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-506344801433498672.post-6450660178679295316</id><published>2009-02-24T13:43:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T13:59:39.425-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcoming Our NEW Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/SaRRJjv76bI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/c5OSvcAHwwE/s1600-h/rambocloseup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 376px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/SaRRJjv76bI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/c5OSvcAHwwE/s400/rambocloseup.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306455485606259122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a lot of thought yesterday morning, Tim and I decided to have our family grow! So last night he brought home our new baby boy. Rayleigh loves him and Chance is not to sure about him. He is a lil weiner dog named Rambo. However, Rayleigh can't say Rambo and she calls him "Rainbow". He follows Rayleigh all over the house and won't hardly come to me at all unless she is right by me. Hope it all goes well because it is looking like an automatic bond between the two of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/SaRRJijUogI/AAAAAAAAAKA/CXKA4JrVm6s/s1600-h/raynram.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/SaRRJijUogI/AAAAAAAAAKA/CXKA4JrVm6s/s400/raynram.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306455485284917762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/506344801433498672-6450660178679295316?l=mamallday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/feeds/6450660178679295316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=506344801433498672&amp;postID=6450660178679295316' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/6450660178679295316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/6450660178679295316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/2009/02/welcoming-our-new-edition.html' title='Welcoming Our NEW Edition'/><author><name>mamallday</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFsF5LVtTWI/AAAAAAAAAME/9NEw00kPI0w/S220/013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/SaRRJjv76bI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/c5OSvcAHwwE/s72-c/rambocloseup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-506344801433498672.post-2581188732033853064</id><published>2008-05-30T03:08:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T04:19:33.315-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little brother'/><title type='text'>Big Boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;SO, CHANCE HAS TURNED ONE!&lt;/strong&gt; We went last Thursday and got him his first haircut. Very sad, very exciting. He did extremly well, I was surprised. Daddy held him while the clippers went to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/SD-48vFgzEI/AAAAAAAAAFI/N4oCAiGNbiE/s1600-h/before+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/SD-48vFgzEI/AAAAAAAAAFI/N4oCAiGNbiE/s320/before+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206083047834831938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One last look at it all!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/SD-5lPFgzFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/MPlnZtBM1Ds/s1600-h/before+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/SD-5lPFgzFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/MPlnZtBM1Ds/s320/before+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206083743619533906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Buzzzzzz............&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/SD-7QPFgzHI/AAAAAAAAAFg/SvHH1-jxagE/s1600-h/during+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/SD-7QPFgzHI/AAAAAAAAAFg/SvHH1-jxagE/s320/during+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206085581865536626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now that's a mohawk!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/SD-8fPFgzII/AAAAAAAAAFo/jeirXj8ZKEA/s1600-h/during+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/SD-8fPFgzII/AAAAAAAAAFo/jeirXj8ZKEA/s320/during+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206086939075202178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are we sure about this?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/SD_AW_FgzKI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ApGugf5wris/s1600-h/during+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/SD_AW_FgzKI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ApGugf5wris/s320/during+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206091195387792546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seriously, we sure?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/SD_GWfFgzNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nSrjsvikYIU/s1600-h/during+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/SD_GWfFgzNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nSrjsvikYIU/s320/during+5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206097783867624658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Big Boy  *sniffle*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/SD_GWvFgzOI/AAAAAAAAAGY/JFD6B3Ssg0Y/s1600-h/all+done.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/SD_GWvFgzOI/AAAAAAAAAGY/JFD6B3Ssg0Y/s320/all+done.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206097788162591970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/506344801433498672-2581188732033853064?l=mamallday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/feeds/2581188732033853064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=506344801433498672&amp;postID=2581188732033853064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/2581188732033853064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/2581188732033853064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/2008/05/big-boy.html' title='Big Boy!'/><author><name>mamallday</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFsF5LVtTWI/AAAAAAAAAME/9NEw00kPI0w/S220/013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/SD-48vFgzEI/AAAAAAAAAFI/N4oCAiGNbiE/s72-c/before+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-506344801433498672.post-1056860918917846362</id><published>2007-11-24T19:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T11:32:58.421-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sis'/><title type='text'>Rayleigh's 3!</title><content type='html'>We had Rayleigh's three year old birthday party today. The kids all seemed to have fun, some of the parents didn't seem to sure about letting them dive in. We had a bunch of paint and chalk set up for them in the garage. Surprisingly they didn't get as messy as I had anticipated them getting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w209.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w209.photobucket.com/albums/bb311/mamallday/130ff1d6.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_logo.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s209.photobucket.com/albums/bb311/mamallday/?action=view&amp;current=130ff1d6.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_viewshow.gif" style="float:right;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_getyourown.gif" style="float:right;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/506344801433498672-1056860918917846362?l=mamallday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/feeds/1056860918917846362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=506344801433498672&amp;postID=1056860918917846362' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/1056860918917846362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/1056860918917846362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/2007/11/rayleighs-3.html' title='Rayleigh&apos;s 3!'/><author><name>mamallday</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFsF5LVtTWI/AAAAAAAAAME/9NEw00kPI0w/S220/013.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-506344801433498672.post-2105606050130784</id><published>2007-11-13T16:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T11:34:10.177-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little brother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sis'/><title type='text'>halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RzolXMpqqyI/AAAAAAAAAFA/6Lr-2mXL6YQ/s1600-h/duoweenpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RzolXMpqqyI/AAAAAAAAAFA/6Lr-2mXL6YQ/s320/duoweenpic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132455805805308706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RzolAcpqqxI/AAAAAAAAAE4/VPrt7aWRazg/s1600-h/pumpkin+patch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RzolAcpqqxI/AAAAAAAAAE4/VPrt7aWRazg/s320/pumpkin+patch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132455414963284754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a frog and a princess this year. Rayleigh has really been into princesses here lately. If I could figure out how to be a little more handy I  may make their costumes next. (great big laugh for those who know me!) Rayleigh had a really good time. We went to the pumpkin patch where they had different little stations, they were trying to help Dora find Nemo. One night they had a Trunk or Treat at the school. Then we took her trick or treating to a few friends houses. We ended the evening at Paige's house where Rayleigh and Maty took turns handing out candy. However, if Rayleigh thought you were scary, she wouldn't give you any!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/506344801433498672-2105606050130784?l=mamallday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/feeds/2105606050130784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=506344801433498672&amp;postID=2105606050130784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/2105606050130784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/2105606050130784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/2007/11/halloween.html' title='halloween'/><author><name>mamallday</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFsF5LVtTWI/AAAAAAAAAME/9NEw00kPI0w/S220/013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RzolXMpqqyI/AAAAAAAAAFA/6Lr-2mXL6YQ/s72-c/duoweenpic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-506344801433498672.post-2793790174043497111</id><published>2007-10-27T07:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T11:37:28.504-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little brother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sis'/><title type='text'>Random Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RyMx1FWQNdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/tu7BfCzlaV8/s1600-h/floor+time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RyMx1FWQNdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/tu7BfCzlaV8/s320/floor+time.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125995588916098514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a happy baby (very thankful)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RyMxHlWQNcI/AAAAAAAAAEU/JVIlpYiGRuY/s1600-h/churchpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RyMxHlWQNcI/AAAAAAAAAEU/JVIlpYiGRuY/s320/churchpic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125994807232050626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Diane's attempt at catching Rayleigh for her church picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RyMzcFWQNfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/LA0hDSpeVuc/s1600-h/chance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RyMzcFWQNfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/LA0hDSpeVuc/s320/chance.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125997358442624498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chance napping at Grandma M's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RyMwu1WQNbI/AAAAAAAAAEM/2ZoFXC6zugM/s1600-h/chance2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RyMwu1WQNbI/AAAAAAAAAEM/2ZoFXC6zugM/s320/chance2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125994382030288306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at those cheeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RyMyMlWQNeI/AAAAAAAAAEk/l2l4mlmWAYk/s1600-h/rayleigh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RyMyMlWQNeI/AAAAAAAAAEk/l2l4mlmWAYk/s320/rayleigh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125995992643024354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out watching squirrels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/506344801433498672-2793790174043497111?l=mamallday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/feeds/2793790174043497111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=506344801433498672&amp;postID=2793790174043497111' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/2793790174043497111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/2793790174043497111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/2007/10/such-happy-baby-very-thankful-miss.html' title='Random Stuff'/><author><name>mamallday</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFsF5LVtTWI/AAAAAAAAAME/9NEw00kPI0w/S220/013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RyMx1FWQNdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/tu7BfCzlaV8/s72-c/floor+time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-506344801433498672.post-1596042998266342381</id><published>2007-10-27T07:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T11:36:58.037-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sis'/><title type='text'>Awards Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RyMuYFWQNZI/AAAAAAAAAD8/OI5qTowx5aA/s1600-h/awards2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RyMuYFWQNZI/AAAAAAAAAD8/OI5qTowx5aA/s320/awards2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125991792165008786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RyMt-lWQNYI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WckVfaU9tAk/s1600-h/awards1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RyMt-lWQNYI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WckVfaU9tAk/s320/awards1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125991354078344578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of our little kids were awarded. Yet again, I know, I'm a little slow! Rayleigh at first wasn't quite sure what was going on. She was the first one to go up there. That whole alphabetical thing. So by the second time around she knew a little more of what was going on. They all received their awards for learning what they were expected in their age group and for doing their daily bible reader. One was a plaque (there you go mama, no more plague!) and certificate the other was a children's picture bible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/506344801433498672-1596042998266342381?l=mamallday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/feeds/1596042998266342381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=506344801433498672&amp;postID=1596042998266342381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/1596042998266342381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/1596042998266342381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/2007/10/awards-night.html' title='Awards Night'/><author><name>mamallday</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFsF5LVtTWI/AAAAAAAAAME/9NEw00kPI0w/S220/013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RyMuYFWQNZI/AAAAAAAAAD8/OI5qTowx5aA/s72-c/awards2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-506344801433498672.post-3504642024261839256</id><published>2007-10-27T07:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T11:36:58.038-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sis'/><title type='text'>VBS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RyMr6FWQNXI/AAAAAAAAADs/ScBmRr8xRok/s1600-h/vbs2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RyMr6FWQNXI/AAAAAAAAADs/ScBmRr8xRok/s320/vbs2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125989077745677682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the title is Vacation Bible School, so I'm a little slow. Rayleigh was big enough to go this year. One of those many bittersweet moments that I have been going through. So proud to see them going and wanting to go but, you can't hold them close to you. At least not as much. I have been trying to stop and color more or build more when she looks up and says "Mommy will you please...?" My house has gotten a little messier than I like or am comfortable in. But, I have learned that it doesn't matter like I thought it did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RyMrqFWQNWI/AAAAAAAAADk/m7MxjN9ujK4/s1600-h/vbs1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RyMrqFWQNWI/AAAAAAAAADk/m7MxjN9ujK4/s320/vbs1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125988802867770722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/506344801433498672-3504642024261839256?l=mamallday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/feeds/3504642024261839256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=506344801433498672&amp;postID=3504642024261839256' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/3504642024261839256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/3504642024261839256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/2007/10/vbs.html' title='VBS'/><author><name>mamallday</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFsF5LVtTWI/AAAAAAAAAME/9NEw00kPI0w/S220/013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RyMr6FWQNXI/AAAAAAAAADs/ScBmRr8xRok/s72-c/vbs2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-506344801433498672.post-4203236341533509949</id><published>2007-10-09T14:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T11:44:02.083-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craft'/><title type='text'>Diaper Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/Rwvcv_WTAyI/AAAAAAAAADc/UGeGkueW71Y/s1600-h/diaper+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/Rwvcv_WTAyI/AAAAAAAAADc/UGeGkueW71Y/s320/diaper+cake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119428118453617442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one goes out to Jessica. Who I know has been anxiously waiting for this posting. Here is another attempt at my trying to be crafty. Let's just say I have a little way to go! Kristie did the little diapers along the table.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/506344801433498672-4203236341533509949?l=mamallday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/feeds/4203236341533509949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=506344801433498672&amp;postID=4203236341533509949' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/4203236341533509949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/4203236341533509949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/2007/10/diaper-cake.html' title='Diaper Cake'/><author><name>mamallday</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFsF5LVtTWI/AAAAAAAAAME/9NEw00kPI0w/S220/013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/Rwvcv_WTAyI/AAAAAAAAADc/UGeGkueW71Y/s72-c/diaper+cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-506344801433498672.post-5184484589371085838</id><published>2007-06-25T13:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T11:36:08.070-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sis'/><title type='text'>FORE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RoAE8tKEHGI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9m6CAFIAVx8/s1600-h/raynchancegolf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RoAE8tKEHGI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9m6CAFIAVx8/s320/raynchancegolf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080065820634389602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RoAFvdKEHHI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ymRu_PeYCtY/s1600-h/raygolf1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RoAFvdKEHHI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ymRu_PeYCtY/s320/raygolf1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080066692512750706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RoAFvtKEHII/AAAAAAAAADE/sirtKKZcY9k/s1600-h/raygolf2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RoAFvtKEHII/AAAAAAAAADE/sirtKKZcY9k/s320/raygolf2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080066696807718018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RoAFv9KEHJI/AAAAAAAAADM/8tKU5dWebDQ/s1600-h/raygolf3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RoAFv9KEHJI/AAAAAAAAADM/8tKU5dWebDQ/s320/raygolf3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080066701102685330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm, what to do? If that's not that face of a kid lookin' to get into something, I don't know what is. (can you tell a resemblace between the two?) &lt;br /&gt;Rayleigh found a way to kill sometime, her infamous disappearing act! We all had a really good time, we were out of the house, it was wonderful. Rayleigh has her own little plastic golf clubs now. She'll grab one, look at you and say shhh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/506344801433498672-5184484589371085838?l=mamallday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/feeds/5184484589371085838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=506344801433498672&amp;postID=5184484589371085838' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/5184484589371085838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/5184484589371085838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/2007/06/fore.html' title='FORE!'/><author><name>mamallday</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFsF5LVtTWI/AAAAAAAAAME/9NEw00kPI0w/S220/013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RoAE8tKEHGI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9m6CAFIAVx8/s72-c/raynchancegolf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-506344801433498672.post-4048437225967045136</id><published>2007-06-22T13:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T11:38:37.314-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little brother'/><title type='text'>Bath Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RnwbhNKEHEI/AAAAAAAAACk/ufMwNdjGY_s/s1600-h/1stbath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RnwbhNKEHEI/AAAAAAAAACk/ufMwNdjGY_s/s320/1stbath.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078964737048583234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/Rnwbx9KEHFI/AAAAAAAAACs/cVFotUwwFBU/s1600-h/weighin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/Rnwbx9KEHFI/AAAAAAAAACs/cVFotUwwFBU/s320/weighin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078965024811392082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our first bath at home. He kept trying to attack my thumb. Rayleigh stood close by to supervise, which is what "big " sisters do best!&lt;br /&gt;We were curious so we decided to weigh in at our local grocery store. He was 7lbs 4oz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/506344801433498672-4048437225967045136?l=mamallday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/feeds/4048437225967045136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=506344801433498672&amp;postID=4048437225967045136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/4048437225967045136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/4048437225967045136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/2007/06/bath-time.html' title='Bath Time'/><author><name>mamallday</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFsF5LVtTWI/AAAAAAAAAME/9NEw00kPI0w/S220/013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RnwbhNKEHEI/AAAAAAAAACk/ufMwNdjGY_s/s72-c/1stbath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-506344801433498672.post-7826675081003233799</id><published>2007-06-07T09:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T11:39:13.842-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little brother'/><title type='text'>Our first days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:360px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w209.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w209.photobucket.com/albums/bb311/mamallday/1181225645.pbw" height="240" width="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_logo.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s209.photobucket.com/albums/bb311/mamallday/?action=view&amp;current=1181225645.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_viewshow.gif" style="float:right;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshow?action=landing" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_getyourown.gif" style="float:right;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:360px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w209.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w209.photobucket.com/albums/bb311/mamallday/1181226591.pbw" height="240" width="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_logo.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s209.photobucket.com/albums/bb311/mamallday/?action=view&amp;current=1181226591.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_viewshow.gif" style="float:right;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshow?action=landing" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_getyourown.gif" style="float:right;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:360px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w209.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w209.photobucket.com/albums/bb311/mamallday/1181226671.pbw" height="240" width="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_logo.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s209.photobucket.com/albums/bb311/mamallday/?action=view&amp;current=1181226671.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_viewshow.gif" style="float:right;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshow?action=landing" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_getyourown.gif" style="float:right;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/506344801433498672-7826675081003233799?l=mamallday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/feeds/7826675081003233799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=506344801433498672&amp;postID=7826675081003233799' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/7826675081003233799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/7826675081003233799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/2007/06/our-first-days.html' title='Our first days'/><author><name>mamallday</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFsF5LVtTWI/AAAAAAAAAME/9NEw00kPI0w/S220/013.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-506344801433498672.post-6107239212471782225</id><published>2007-05-27T14:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T15:10:24.842-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little brother'/><title type='text'>Chance is Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/Rlnky0FxAEI/AAAAAAAAACE/tUVM_Xv6Or8/s1600-h/Chance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/Rlnky0FxAEI/AAAAAAAAACE/tUVM_Xv6Or8/s320/Chance.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069334417209622594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RlnlO0FxAFI/AAAAAAAAACM/kpcHZIvN5vs/s1600-h/raynchance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RlnlO0FxAFI/AAAAAAAAACM/kpcHZIvN5vs/s320/raynchance.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069334898245959762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chance is finally here! After an excruciatingly long week, Chance arrived Wednesday afternoon. He was born at 12:41 pm, weighed 7lbs 8oz, and measured 19 1/2 inches long. So far everything has been going good. Rayleigh has seemed to be doing okay with him around and has been the big little helper. No jealousy, so far! &lt;br /&gt;It has been rough on her and myself, because she doesn't grasp why I can't hold or carry her. Hopefully that won't last too many more days. Also, I give my husband a hard enough time, that I have to brag on him now. He has been absolutely wonderful. Tim has been great with keeping all of us happy and comfortable. From cooking to cleaning and a to z. &lt;br /&gt;Many of the nurses at the hospital commented on how there are so many "deadbeats" that aren't around. Also, how lucky I am to have one that is so sweet and willing to help. Which it's true, I am blessed to have him. He was there to help every second, not just on the easy stuff. But, also on the difficult things that are hard to see those you love dealing with. He could have opted to let the nurses do it all. Thank you, once more, Tim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/506344801433498672-6107239212471782225?l=mamallday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/feeds/6107239212471782225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=506344801433498672&amp;postID=6107239212471782225' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/6107239212471782225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/6107239212471782225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/2007/05/chance-is-here.html' title='Chance is Here'/><author><name>mamallday</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFsF5LVtTWI/AAAAAAAAAME/9NEw00kPI0w/S220/013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/Rlnky0FxAEI/AAAAAAAAACE/tUVM_Xv6Or8/s72-c/Chance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-506344801433498672.post-3830093457033880544</id><published>2007-05-12T09:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T15:07:43.924-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little brother'/><title type='text'>Baby Shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RkXJLliOaLI/AAAAAAAAAB8/D2wqQmD2JIY/s1600-h/baby+shower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RkXJLliOaLI/AAAAAAAAAB8/D2wqQmD2JIY/s320/baby+shower.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063674556939397298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The church gave us a baby shower Sunday, it was wonderful. We still find it amazing how generous and loving a large group of people can be. It makes you pray that those around you could open up and find or even see that opportunity of compassion around them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/506344801433498672-3830093457033880544?l=mamallday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/feeds/3830093457033880544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=506344801433498672&amp;postID=3830093457033880544' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/3830093457033880544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/3830093457033880544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/2007/05/baby-shower.html' title='Baby Shower'/><author><name>mamallday</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFsF5LVtTWI/AAAAAAAAAME/9NEw00kPI0w/S220/013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RkXJLliOaLI/AAAAAAAAAB8/D2wqQmD2JIY/s72-c/baby+shower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-506344801433498672.post-1886997326229244984</id><published>2007-05-10T17:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T11:32:34.997-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sis'/><title type='text'>First Night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RkOjJViOaKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/NEYvZPb4vQs/s1600-h/1st+nite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RkOjJViOaKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/NEYvZPb4vQs/s320/1st+nite.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063069786889414818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rayleigh made it through her first night in her "big girl" bed. It was going on 10:30pm when we finally got it put together, in her room and the crib out. We said our memory verse, brushed her teeth and sat there giving her some time to wind down. When the next thing we know she gets all her blankets (those of you that know her, that's a lot of blankets!) and heads off to her room. Tim and I sat there staring at each other not quite sure what to do. We finally peeked in at her and she had laid down in bed, she stayed in there all night! So far so good! Rayleigh still won't climb out until she gets an okay from one of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/506344801433498672-1886997326229244984?l=mamallday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/feeds/1886997326229244984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=506344801433498672&amp;postID=1886997326229244984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/1886997326229244984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/1886997326229244984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/2007/05/first-night.html' title='First Night!'/><author><name>mamallday</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFsF5LVtTWI/AAAAAAAAAME/9NEw00kPI0w/S220/013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RkOjJViOaKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/NEYvZPb4vQs/s72-c/1st+nite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-506344801433498672.post-7229358806945304933</id><published>2007-04-28T21:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T11:41:47.840-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sis'/><title type='text'>OKC Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RjQJxFiOaJI/AAAAAAAAABs/9bdwmkJiIFI/s1600-h/zootrain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RjQJxFiOaJI/AAAAAAAAABs/9bdwmkJiIFI/s320/zootrain.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058679020347877522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RjQJkFiOaII/AAAAAAAAABk/72JLnFfGKSg/s1600-h/zooturtles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RjQJkFiOaII/AAAAAAAAABk/72JLnFfGKSg/s320/zooturtles.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058678797009578114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Rayleigh and I headed off to the city to visit family. We got to stay for a full week and was busybusy. Actually, I think she ran my grandma all over the place. While we were there my mom and I took her to the zoo, she certainly enjoyed it. Her little bitty legs walked over that place. Until we headed to the car, then it was time for her to collapse and be tired. Her biggest highlight that she got to tell daddy over the phone was the "I rode the choochoo train!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/506344801433498672-7229358806945304933?l=mamallday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/feeds/7229358806945304933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=506344801433498672&amp;postID=7229358806945304933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/7229358806945304933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/7229358806945304933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/2007/04/okc-zoo.html' title='OKC Zoo'/><author><name>mamallday</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFsF5LVtTWI/AAAAAAAAAME/9NEw00kPI0w/S220/013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RjQJxFiOaJI/AAAAAAAAABs/9bdwmkJiIFI/s72-c/zootrain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-506344801433498672.post-6202628631193849011</id><published>2007-04-19T14:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T11:41:11.226-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sis'/><title type='text'>aquarium trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RioZ1TnH54I/AAAAAAAAABM/MUqv6kg4YOE/s1600-h/ray%26shark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RioZ1TnH54I/AAAAAAAAABM/MUqv6kg4YOE/s320/ray%26shark.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055881935264933762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During spring break a group of mommies took a trip with all their kids to the Jenks Aquarium. Rayleigh is a fish girl and she loved seeing all the different ones. Tim and I are planning on taking her back when it's not quite so crowded so she can take her time looking. The picture is of her and a friend Dayne, which she sweetly calls "Dayna". They were attempting to feed the turtles. While she enjoyed her day, I don't think she quite new what to think about the sharks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RifCBDnH5yI/AAAAAAAAAAc/tb_z3W7Dq48/s1600-h/feedinturtles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RifCBDnH5yI/AAAAAAAAAAc/tb_z3W7Dq48/s320/feedinturtles.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055222430151730978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/506344801433498672-6202628631193849011?l=mamallday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/feeds/6202628631193849011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=506344801433498672&amp;postID=6202628631193849011' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/6202628631193849011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/6202628631193849011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/2007/04/during-spring-break-group-of-mommies.html' title='aquarium trip'/><author><name>mamallday</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFsF5LVtTWI/AAAAAAAAAME/9NEw00kPI0w/S220/013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/RioZ1TnH54I/AAAAAAAAABM/MUqv6kg4YOE/s72-c/ray%26shark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-506344801433498672.post-2749622352112868612</id><published>2007-04-13T00:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T11:43:51.586-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craft'/><title type='text'>Towel Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/Rh8bswOl2_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/SUyM6camDnk/s1600-h/towelcake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/Rh8bswOl2_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/SUyM6camDnk/s320/towelcake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052787762607283186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my towel cake! I am still awfully surprised at how crafty I became in an afternoon. However, when I close my eyes all I see is that thing! I my have to make another one for future showers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/506344801433498672-2749622352112868612?l=mamallday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/feeds/2749622352112868612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=506344801433498672&amp;postID=2749622352112868612' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/2749622352112868612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/2749622352112868612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/2007/04/towel-cake.html' title='Towel Cake'/><author><name>mamallday</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFsF5LVtTWI/AAAAAAAAAME/9NEw00kPI0w/S220/013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/Rh8bswOl2_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/SUyM6camDnk/s72-c/towelcake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-506344801433498672.post-9064809735182166259</id><published>2007-04-12T09:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T11:42:11.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And we're off!</title><content type='html'>Well, I've dragged my feet on this for as long as I could. We shall see how it goes, if you start reading this and get bored, sorry, move on. I have this friend who keeps giving me a hard time for not having already started a blog. For the sake of identity, we'll call her Jessica. I'm sure that my husband will most certainly roll his eyes at me, I've already attempted to maintain a myspace account for another friend that is away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/506344801433498672-9064809735182166259?l=mamallday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/feeds/9064809735182166259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=506344801433498672&amp;postID=9064809735182166259' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/9064809735182166259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/506344801433498672/posts/default/9064809735182166259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamallday.blogspot.com/2007/04/and-were-off.html' title='And we&apos;re off!'/><author><name>mamallday</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlbCSV9Pz8Q/TFsF5LVtTWI/AAAAAAAAAME/9NEw00kPI0w/S220/013.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
