<?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-420916043254005890</id><updated>2012-01-15T21:07:45.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Johnsons</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-3182188624934977522</id><published>2012-01-13T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T13:46:38.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UPFCMooTwRU/TxCmGJVnVmI/AAAAAAAABcc/7Wa85NZhKqE/s1600/12-18-2011%2B03%253B06%253B26PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697236153139680866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UPFCMooTwRU/TxCmGJVnVmI/AAAAAAAABcc/7Wa85NZhKqE/s320/12-18-2011%2B03%253B06%253B26PM.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little late I know....But life has been CRAZY! I will blog all about it when I have a moment to breath! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-3182188624934977522?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/3182188624934977522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=3182188624934977522' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/3182188624934977522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/3182188624934977522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2012/01/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UPFCMooTwRU/TxCmGJVnVmI/AAAAAAAABcc/7Wa85NZhKqE/s72-c/12-18-2011%2B03%253B06%253B26PM.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-6347907130878164344</id><published>2011-12-26T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T20:37:12.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690662067434325538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X4pnFjO5Z5k/TvlK__o2hiI/AAAAAAAABcA/Jqb2WZuG1ig/s320/11SZNAB547B.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 18 weeks along I went in for routine Dr's appointment to just listen to the heartheart, pee, and weigh in. I was going to cancel my appointment and just come back 2 weeks later so I could find out the sex of the baby, but decided to just go ahead and go in. Kyle was able to make it to the appt and so I got talking with the Dr about how I have been feeling. I told him that for being so early, I was having TONS of pressure "down below". We decided to have him do a pelvic exam to check. While doing this he was shoked as he could feel the baby's head right there!!!! So wanted me to schedule an ultrasound ASAP to make sure I wasn't effacing and dilating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ended up with an ultrasound the next morning....2 weeks earlier than planned but with a little fear behind it. We went in the next day and measured everything and found out it was a BOY!!!!! Hip Hip Horay! I think Kyle actually jumped up and down in the room with excitement. We did find out that the baby is head down and in birthing position already. The Dr. is still concerned and said we will just keep a close eye on me and I might earn bed rest towards the end. I was relieved to know that for now, everything is okay. Except for me! haha jk. I have constant pressure below and I feel like all my insides are falling out. I have horible vericous veins that hurt all day long, and sometimes I swear this child is trying to make it's entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't help that this month of December has been CRAZY!!!! We went to Mexico 2 days after Thanksgiving, then we came home and closed on our house on December 14th, and moved in starting the 17th! I tried to be good and not do too much bit I haven't stopped since then. I did most of the packing of the house since Kyle was working and his father helped me lift everything. We were in by Christmas and are still trying to organize all of our stuff! I'm exhausted to say the least, but it's so exciting as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aBpXE5vOJTY/TvlK_6gj57I/AAAAAAAABcQ/M9FFq1IPAPk/s1600/Cancun%2B117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690662066057373618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aBpXE5vOJTY/TvlK_6gj57I/AAAAAAAABcQ/M9FFq1IPAPk/s320/Cancun%2B117.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690661070291453410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dvCGlOYRGVo/TvlKF8_dxeI/AAAAAAAABbo/8jBQxIIMlI8/s320/PB270196.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vIRP2lsF8EU/TvlKGCubWDI/AAAAAAAABb0/nLtiwSRcmy0/s1600/PB240133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690661071830603826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vIRP2lsF8EU/TvlKGCubWDI/AAAAAAAABb0/nLtiwSRcmy0/s320/PB240133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-6347907130878164344?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/6347907130878164344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=6347907130878164344' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/6347907130878164344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/6347907130878164344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-boy.html' title='It&apos;s a Boy!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X4pnFjO5Z5k/TvlK__o2hiI/AAAAAAAABcA/Jqb2WZuG1ig/s72-c/11SZNAB547B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-4483262644539357301</id><published>2011-11-06T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T21:36:21.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R1-I8obhsMo/Trdswg1VRzI/AAAAAAAABbQ/y4nQ8G82qMo/s1600/bun%2Bin%2Bthe%2Boven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672121836399576882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R1-I8obhsMo/Trdswg1VRzI/AAAAAAAABbQ/y4nQ8G82qMo/s320/bun%2Bin%2Bthe%2Boven.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kyle and I are expecting our second child!!! We are due May 2nd and are very excited. Morning sickness was in full swing and is just now easing up a lil. I have my good and bad days but I don't have to take my anti-nausea meds except for about every other day now, unless I smell something really stinky! Like dirty diapers :) Bailey knows that there is a baby in mommy's tummy. She often comes up to me and asks to listen to baby, and then will put her ear to my tummy. She also has caught on to "mommy feeling sick". She often pulls that card when she doesn't want to do something too! Smart girl :) I taught her how to come and rub my back when I'm throwing up over the toilet, instead of crying and pushing me over. She is going to be a great big sister. She practices every day with her baby dolls! It's hilarious to hear her say the things that I say to her. Much cuter coming from her mouth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm way nervous to have a second child! I'm having a hard enough time being pregnant with a toddler, let alone another child to take care of. I'm always tired, no energy, and just want to lay on the couch all day. Poor Bailey has been watching lots of movies these days! I am excited to have a play mate for Bailey and watch them grow up together. We should find out in another month what the sex of the baby is! Can't wait to start buying clothes :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-4483262644539357301?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/4483262644539357301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=4483262644539357301' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/4483262644539357301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/4483262644539357301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2011/11/surprise.html' title='Surprise!!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R1-I8obhsMo/Trdswg1VRzI/AAAAAAAABbQ/y4nQ8G82qMo/s72-c/bun%2Bin%2Bthe%2Boven.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-1479970548700572937</id><published>2011-09-25T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T21:00:44.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer of 2011</title><content type='html'>Summer of 2011 has come and gone...And I thought I almost missed it. It seemed so short and before I know it, it will be snowing again and we will be empyting our banking account for Christmas presents!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some good times this summer and I'm horrible about posting them. These are not in order b/c it's too difficult to move pics around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Highlight: I went Paragliding with my mother. We both went skydiving for my 21st bday so we thought we would do something else crazy for my 25th bday! It was not scary at all, and so peaceful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656509042721895170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SHP-CMDneIk/Tn_1AUA5MwI/AAAAAAAABbI/bZ_4OHX45pE/s320/summer11%2B097.jpg" /&gt; Bailey and I spent tons of time out in the back yard this summer. I would lay out while she drove her Barbi Jeep. I would "water" the lawn while she took cool downs by running through! Good times! I also bought her a used kitchenette and she would cook me lunch while lounging in my lawn chair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656509041465745906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zPozAjr5B3s/Tn_1APVZ4fI/AAAAAAAABbA/CNadlgZmyLg/s320/summer11%2B120.jpg" /&gt;With Summer days, comes dirty children. Bailey loves her bubble baths until it's time to get out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2IDJ2JPF5E/Tn_1AC_zF7I/AAAAAAAABa4/u8hlXa2G6PE/s1600/summer11%2B125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656509038153897906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2IDJ2JPF5E/Tn_1AC_zF7I/AAAAAAAABa4/u8hlXa2G6PE/s320/summer11%2B125.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have also spent most of the summer potty trainer her. She is about there, but we have taken it slowly. What's the rush....!! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ERpk55JmADU/Tn_0_4NOOXI/AAAAAAAABaw/XqZFIuvW7C4/s1600/summer11%2B129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656509035257411954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ERpk55JmADU/Tn_0_4NOOXI/AAAAAAAABaw/XqZFIuvW7C4/s320/summer11%2B129.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Bailey following after mommy's example! Lounging and eating....two of my favorite things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CQbuL17UX8g/Tn_0_y444JI/AAAAAAAABao/GIesrPU-vOs/s1600/summer11%2B042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656509033829949586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CQbuL17UX8g/Tn_0_y444JI/AAAAAAAABao/GIesrPU-vOs/s320/summer11%2B042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The start of the summer our Apricot tree was blooming. We would go out every morning and pick a few fresh ones, break them open, and sit on the picnic bench for a lil treat! I love the way Bailey pronounces Apricot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_6dk1YO792k/Tn_0dKeYJNI/AAAAAAAABag/jU0vrKN3P2U/s1600/summer11%2B034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656508438865781970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_6dk1YO792k/Tn_0dKeYJNI/AAAAAAAABag/jU0vrKN3P2U/s320/summer11%2B034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My oldest brother Adam and his three kids were able to make a trip out to Utah the beginning of August. We found tons of fun things to do including boating, hiking, camping, fishing, eating, playing games, and watching the children play! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is up in the Uintas, Bailey LOVES to fish!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TJwlJqPXydw/Tn_0c4cc14I/AAAAAAAABaY/HK0ASrGxTpQ/s1600/summer11%2B083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656508434025863042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TJwlJqPXydw/Tn_0c4cc14I/AAAAAAAABaY/HK0ASrGxTpQ/s320/summer11%2B083.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My silly niece and nephew and Bailey following after them. Olivia, Hank, and Richie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pMrDLFu8sx8/Tn_0c0YeF8I/AAAAAAAABaQ/53w8Ebbazks/s1600/summer11%2B013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656508432935425986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pMrDLFu8sx8/Tn_0c0YeF8I/AAAAAAAABaQ/53w8Ebbazks/s320/summer11%2B013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went outside one night and had a dance off in our driveway! Yea, I think our neighbors enjoyed this one. One of my biggest pet pieves with children is when their parents don't dress them and they run around in a diaper....well, I was THAT mom! She enjoyed it so much tho :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_VRdWXS16Aw/Tn_0cgoxPNI/AAAAAAAABaI/KcodAQsHMwU/s1600/summer11%2B021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656508427635080402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_VRdWXS16Aw/Tn_0cgoxPNI/AAAAAAAABaI/KcodAQsHMwU/s320/summer11%2B021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took the kids up the canyon to Bridal Veil Falls for a short hike, then continued later on a longer hike. We did get rained on but all the kids were troopers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sua1JVs0qNU/Tn_0csw7kEI/AAAAAAAABaA/FtOTat-OpfE/s1600/IMAG0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656508430890537026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sua1JVs0qNU/Tn_0csw7kEI/AAAAAAAABaA/FtOTat-OpfE/s320/IMAG0026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Notes about Bailey: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was the sweetest, most lovable and cuddly little girl, then she has her 2nd birthday! It's like the terrible two monster visits them the night of their birthday and tells to not disobey, talk back, and be a monster once they turn two! Okay, she isn't that bad, but she does Back talk me a lot....Sometimes it's funny, most the time, My temper gets short with miss Sassy pants. We also came up with a new name for her tonight.....Pouter Puff! She is quite the little whinner, and I don't know how to change it. She is such a momma's girl. The funny thing is, she is such a lil angel for anyone and everyone, until MOM shows up! Then everything changed. All in all.....I love her so much and I cherish all the wonderful moments we share together. She really does have the funnest and cutest personality. She lights up the room when she walks in and she loves to entertain crowds of people.....just like her momma! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-1479970548700572937?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/1479970548700572937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=1479970548700572937' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/1479970548700572937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/1479970548700572937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2011/09/summer-of-2011.html' title='Summer of 2011'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SHP-CMDneIk/Tn_1AUA5MwI/AAAAAAAABbI/bZ_4OHX45pE/s72-c/summer11%2B097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-2527510350379418342</id><published>2011-05-23T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T21:50:46.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New York....New York, Then BOSTON!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Boy oh Boy!!! What a trip! After our trip to Florida, we needed a nice vacation, where everything could maybe go according to planned, and I can't complain, it was a great trip with my husband!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My dad and his girlfriend came out to watch Bailey for the week. BLESS THEIR HEARTS! I'm very glad they were able to do it together so they had support. Even my dad said that if Wynona weren't there, he would have been frusterated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Leaving Bailey wasn't as hard as it was during the Vegas trip. We said goodnight to her the night before. She kept waking up all night, I think she sensed that we were leaving. Then we woke up early on May 13th, and headed to the airport. For our luck, we got a message saying our flight was delayed an hour. Well, we only had an hour lay over!!! So, we got into Washington 4 minutes after our connecting flight was suppose to leave. You would THINK they would wait a few mins to not make 6 people miss their flight. So we had high hopes! We ran out of our terminal and directly across the hall was our flight. The door was still open, so I take off running across the hall and then see the dang lady grab the door. I yelled...."WAIT!" She turned and looked at me and shut the door! OOOOooh....I was pissed! We missed our freaking flight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Not a big deal, BUT....my bestest friend Kristy was waiting for us in NYC for hours already, 8 1/2 months pregnant, and now we would be 4 more hours, oh and it was her BIRTHDAY!!! Ugh. But she was a trooper and took a nap in the car and waited. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We got to her house late that night. Her kids were still awake and they had made her birthday cards and we got the hang out with them for a bit! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Saturday we woke up and went to watch Tanner, Kristy's boy, play tee-ball! It made Kyle and I so excited for when our kids are old enough to play and we can coach their teams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618517198162851010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jHOE2kJYad8/Tfj7n6DrdMI/AAAAAAAABWI/AD-4QaasXvA/s320/137_3834.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tanner was a trooper while playing in the rain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;After the game, we packed up and headed from NJ, to NYC! We were SOO excited. Our frist stop was Time Square. We needed some lunch so we went to a famous sandwich shop in Times Square. We sat down and a Rueben sandwich was $26!!!! We snuck out of there QUICK! We ended up finding a street festival, which was amazing. Lots of yummy, fried food for great prices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618517193451974978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xZZXczakxVw/Tfj7noghMUI/AAAAAAAABWA/YGo4uWgN0OE/s320/137_3847.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618520869073334850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x2VQi2QVwhI/Tfj-9lQ8MkI/AAAAAAAABWQ/qzIZLl3f9ls/s320/137_3850.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Kristy and Jeremy had never been to one either, so it was a great hit!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;After the festival we met up with Kyle's nephew. He served an LDS mission in New York and he had a free ticket, we told him to come out with us and he could help show us around. We met up at Central park and did a little strolling through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yk9QODU60vw/Tfj7nFuX0bI/AAAAAAAABV4/ik4QKP6Wf9c/s1600/137_3864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618517184114839986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yk9QODU60vw/Tfj7nFuX0bI/AAAAAAAABV4/ik4QKP6Wf9c/s320/137_3864.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Central Park!! South entrance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was so amazing that across the street you are in the city, then you walk into the park, and it is calm, and beautiful greenery! Amazing! All we could think of while there was Enchanted! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wI2Dl683QvQ/Tfj7mjTGpfI/AAAAAAAABVw/cI8B_SUQM4Q/s1600/137_3869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618517174873662962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wI2Dl683QvQ/Tfj7mjTGpfI/AAAAAAAABVw/cI8B_SUQM4Q/s320/137_3869.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S0cQUiHja-E/Tfj7mCFrBRI/AAAAAAAABVo/JLbNQyILTA4/s1600/137_3885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618517165958956306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S0cQUiHja-E/Tfj7mCFrBRI/AAAAAAAABVo/JLbNQyILTA4/s320/137_3885.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I thought this sign was pretty funny....Really, I can't stand here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7eLjFspwZi8/Tfj6Di-hprI/AAAAAAAABVg/1kdacu-bHTM/s1600/137_3892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618515473980303026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7eLjFspwZi8/Tfj6Di-hprI/AAAAAAAABVg/1kdacu-bHTM/s320/137_3892.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Next stop was FAO Shwartz! Amazing toy and candy store. I miss Kristy so much! We used to have so much fun together growing up and being college roommates! She was such a champ, being so pregnant and hanging with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hitPmTMQYrE/Tfj6DeVozBI/AAAAAAAABVY/Ks4apa-fskI/s1600/137_3898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618515472735063058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hitPmTMQYrE/Tfj6DeVozBI/AAAAAAAABVY/Ks4apa-fskI/s320/137_3898.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We def had to play on the BIG piano! Kinda cool, won't lie! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend from High school, Kelli, also got into New York the same time as us for work! We met up with her at FAO and she hung with us. Our trip for two, eneded up as 6 by the end of the day, it was so fun tho! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our next stop was Ground Zero! Kelli and I discovered on our walk there, that her and I were together in the same Math class, Mrs. Rice, on Sept. 11, 2001. So here we are, going to the actuall ground, 10 years later. Pretty cool! In my mind, there was going to be more to look at and see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3oyCwq7bapk/Tfj6Cze57GI/AAAAAAAABVQ/_NnUFzlVSMc/s1600/137_3911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618515461231209570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3oyCwq7bapk/Tfj6Cze57GI/AAAAAAAABVQ/_NnUFzlVSMc/s320/137_3911.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the Fire Station directly across from Ground Zero! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the side wall was a whole memorium for all the firefighters that gave their lives, to protect and save other! The atmosphere was quiet, and somber. It was crazy to sit and think about what happened that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r2SwG1m-5tk/Tfj6Cb6FucI/AAAAAAAABVI/PnFYHpXX5kk/s1600/137_3913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618515454902778306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r2SwG1m-5tk/Tfj6Cb6FucI/AAAAAAAABVI/PnFYHpXX5kk/s320/137_3913.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oFfJSLVHbos/Tfj6B5RTV9I/AAAAAAAABVA/r0u75UrRnI0/s1600/137_3919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 85px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618515445604898770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oFfJSLVHbos/Tfj6B5RTV9I/AAAAAAAABVA/r0u75UrRnI0/s320/137_3919.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the whole side of the building, pretty amazing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Across the street is now a construction zone, where they are building bigger and better buildings. Kyle tried to go look and he got yelled at! So besides the wall, there wasn't anything to look at! Kinda bummed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We headed back and hit China Town and Lil Italy. It must have been a weird time of year because it was NOTHING like the movies. There were not a lot of people and not much going on. We ended in Times Square again and said our goodbyes to Jeremy and Kristy! They were so amazing to drive us into the city and hang out with us all day. I really do miss them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OLxzKcezeBg/TfjvFUNWXhI/AAAAAAAABU4/nqWOE1rLIlg/s1600/137_3926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618503409747779090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OLxzKcezeBg/TfjvFUNWXhI/AAAAAAAABU4/nqWOE1rLIlg/s320/137_3926.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That night we went with Ricky to a family members house in Queens. We had our luggage and walked through Queens for a good 20 minutes. A little different experience. I was a lil nervous, it was late, and not the best of places to be. Nobody messed with us, and it all worked out!! The family was nice for letting us stay there last minute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed in the next day and did the rest of things tourists do! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather started turning yucky! Rainy, hazy, misty, cloudy! We couldn't even see the top of the Empire State Building! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oG_J6fDmPuE/TfjvEyFP6bI/AAAAAAAABUw/QeWKZGEox-Y/s1600/137_3931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618503400586996146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oG_J6fDmPuE/TfjvEyFP6bI/AAAAAAAABUw/QeWKZGEox-Y/s320/137_3931.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maddison Square Garden was to our Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5JyzaoRU7c/TfjvD10jOLI/AAAAAAAABUo/ALDDX72x-dc/s1600/137_3945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618503384410831026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5JyzaoRU7c/TfjvD10jOLI/AAAAAAAABUo/ALDDX72x-dc/s320/137_3945.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was Rockafeller Square, I was getting bored of boring pictures! haha, everybody was looking at me weird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J9TsJpCrl5A/TfjvDRpEI_I/AAAAAAAABUg/8aovPzlsHGY/s1600/137_3949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618503374698980338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J9TsJpCrl5A/TfjvDRpEI_I/AAAAAAAABUg/8aovPzlsHGY/s320/137_3949.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture was taken to remember the struggles of the Subway! We had bought a $20 pass, well, with lack of experience, we used that in a matter of 3 mins b/c we didn't know how to scan it the right way! We ended up buying the unlimited! Highly recommended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hz8wCTZJdWA/TfjvC3AQMmI/AAAAAAAABUY/kpxOjhcpBPc/s1600/137_3953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618503367548482146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hz8wCTZJdWA/TfjvC3AQMmI/AAAAAAAABUY/kpxOjhcpBPc/s320/137_3953.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We found the BEST pizza shop down a lil street! 2 slices of pizza, and a drink for $5.00. The pizza was amazing, I don't know why, it was just plain cheese, but MmmMmm....so good! The secret is to sprinkly Garlic powder over top! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we tried to go buy tickets to Wicked! The only ones left were $300. Yea right! We decided to go to STOMP instead! It was amazing. It was off Broadway but I kinda liked that it was in a small, ghetto theater. We thoroughly enjoyed the show for only $40.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2_R9rnkSiY/TfjtzwRJR6I/AAAAAAAABUE/eFcAPH5PBKs/s1600/137_3956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618502008530618274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2_R9rnkSiY/TfjtzwRJR6I/AAAAAAAABUE/eFcAPH5PBKs/s320/137_3956.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No, I am not taking a dump.....lol, I was inspired after the show and started doing my own STOMP on the sidewalk. I didn't get any tips, so I had to stop! haha&lt;br /&gt;That night, Kyle, Ricky, Kelli, and I went to the Red Sox vs Yankee game in New Yankee Stadium! The stadium was amazing and beauitful. It was even a better time because the Red Sox swept the Yankees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l09F9IDETyU/TfjtzK0YIYI/AAAAAAAABT8/2GKG5mCKE_A/s1600/137_3989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 86px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618501998477844866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l09F9IDETyU/TfjtzK0YIYI/AAAAAAAABT8/2GKG5mCKE_A/s320/137_3989.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was EVEN better because.......we saw the camera crew come up to the top deck where we were. Kelli and I ran over and started showing our dance moves!!!! Don't worry....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n4ZrcmuO4_k/TfjtyzO6myI/AAAAAAAABT0/I9cQisEXa_g/s1600/137_3994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618501992146705186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n4ZrcmuO4_k/TfjtyzO6myI/AAAAAAAABT0/I9cQisEXa_g/s320/137_3994.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yep!!!! That's me...oh wait, and Kelli is in the pink sweatshirt, I blocked her face the whole time, on accident of course. lol. That is US...on Yankee stadium Jumbo-Tron!! We were so proud of ourselves :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-COr6txLZv9Q/TfjtyXhigQI/AAAAAAAABTs/sYxdgLT1g9g/s1600/137_3999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618501984708624642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-COr6txLZv9Q/TfjtyXhigQI/AAAAAAAABTs/sYxdgLT1g9g/s320/137_3999.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wwf104zaF0g/TfjtxwMVtSI/AAAAAAAABTk/FEpqC5zeJEk/s1600/137_4004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618501974150722850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wwf104zaF0g/TfjtxwMVtSI/AAAAAAAABTk/FEpqC5zeJEk/s320/137_4004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yankee Hall of Fame Wall, pretty cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next day.....we headed out to Ellis Island on the Ferry. This day was even crappier weather. We couldn't barely see the Statue of Liberty, but it was still fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x13LuOZe9ao/TfjtMRx2JwI/AAAAAAAABTc/azxwQrifXGU/s1600/137_4013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618501330331379458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x13LuOZe9ao/TfjtMRx2JwI/AAAAAAAABTc/azxwQrifXGU/s320/137_4013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L09FJzHclCs/TfjtL7nxqgI/AAAAAAAABTU/e76C8rXGSH4/s1600/137_4036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618501324383562242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L09FJzHclCs/TfjtL7nxqgI/AAAAAAAABTU/e76C8rXGSH4/s320/137_4036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After Ellis Island, we headed to Coney Island!!! This place was deserted. We were on the Subway with a bunch of Ghetto High Schoolers. lol. We had fun anyways. Our first stop was The World famous Nathans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Br6pbxJNj0k/TfjtLVk6tXI/AAAAAAAABTM/GgDEtjQ0m1E/s1600/137_4039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618501314171024754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Br6pbxJNj0k/TfjtLVk6tXI/AAAAAAAABTM/GgDEtjQ0m1E/s320/137_4039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This meal that you're looking at.....Yep, over 2,000 Calories! MmmMmm...still trying to work it off ;) But you can't go to Coney Island and NOT get a Coney dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fupUXzIQvCY/TfjtK5nncxI/AAAAAAAABTE/lv9YxFbdiio/s1600/137_4040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618501306666152722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fupUXzIQvCY/TfjtK5nncxI/AAAAAAAABTE/lv9YxFbdiio/s320/137_4040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carnival was closed due to weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609977496279360514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PeYr22p0SP0/Tdqkz1eqpAI/AAAAAAAABSw/u6u8JxAHU9M/s320/137_4058.JPG" /&gt;So we headed out to the beach and created our OWN fun! lol. Since we were the only ones there, we acted like FOOLS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609977491503430178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dcg_68kqEQw/Tdqkzjr_uiI/AAAAAAAABSo/ITmRCiEXBGg/s320/137_4071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is how misty it was, sorry, kinda creepy, but funny!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Coney Island, we headed back to the City and strolled Central Park a little better! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609977487950514146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mJFqJfpNm78/TdqkzWc6h-I/AAAAAAAABSg/zJ7O5r1KZLo/s320/137_4083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609977481186081570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jX0dHprIbaw/Tdqky9QJeyI/AAAAAAAABSY/yq9H18LoaIs/s320/137_4085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609977457748783138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n6RzdlSg1aU/Tdqkxl8QsCI/AAAAAAAABSQ/66egMmnME1E/s320/137_4097.JPG" /&gt;Something about it, is Romantic!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This night, we wanted to go to the Mets game. We didn't have tickets and we were 2 hours late. We decided to try it anyways! We found a single ticket scalper standing on the stairs. He wanted like $40/ticket, we ended up paying $15/ticket thanks to my great negatiating skills. They were AWESOME seats and allowed us into all the Clubs/Bars in the ball park...too bad we don't drink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 84px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618501296118229554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H6VE0kzFJhU/TfjtKSUy6jI/AAAAAAAABS8/HlqGMiXe7kc/s320/137_4109.JPG" /&gt;The haze was crazy this night. It would roll in, then roll out!&lt;br /&gt;So Kyle, Ricky and I were sitting in our row just minding our own business, then.....The camera crew came up to our level!! OMG.....I could get on the Jumbotron in the Mets stadium TOO!!! Why not? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I had been cold and had to get resourceful, I had an extra pair of white socks in my backpack that I was using as mittens. I was talking on the phone with my sister when the Camera man saw me dancing like a Foo! lol. I started screaming and going crazy......Yep, that's me AGAIN, on the Jumbotron :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H7N7GYLGBQg/TdqkGDxvmsI/AAAAAAAABSI/jFIjHc-d2iY/s1600/137_4119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609976709843491522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H7N7GYLGBQg/TdqkGDxvmsI/AAAAAAAABSI/jFIjHc-d2iY/s320/137_4119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Picture is a little blurry but Kyle was laughing so hard at me that he couldn't get a good picture! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got home real late that night due to our Subway route not existing. We got our experience in a New York Cab, but it was unmarked! I thought we were climbing into our Death Cab, lol! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We survived New York despite all the things people were telling me. Even staying in the ghetto, no one bothered us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-adDWq5AXKm0/TdqkFhNY7SI/AAAAAAAABSA/6pT-TmOHm2g/s1600/137_4133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609976700564204834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-adDWq5AXKm0/TdqkFhNY7SI/AAAAAAAABSA/6pT-TmOHm2g/s320/137_4133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was our sleeping arrangement for 3 nights. This bed was a single, so I ususally was cuddling with that white wall. This was NOT a bedroom, it was actually in the kitchen as a dining room! So awesome, but HEY...it was FREE!!!! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next stop....BOSTON!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J___zPVwoFg/TdqkFHsXYbI/AAAAAAAABR4/VK1J7KtaKkM/s1600/137_4143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609976693714805170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J___zPVwoFg/TdqkFHsXYbI/AAAAAAAABR4/VK1J7KtaKkM/s320/137_4143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got into town, went straight to our hotel and dropped bags off, then walked across the street to Fenway Park!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ExNZs1D3_Gw/TdqkE5QRXRI/AAAAAAAABRw/dwoa1aPeQL8/s1600/137_4206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609976689838873874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ExNZs1D3_Gw/TdqkE5QRXRI/AAAAAAAABRw/dwoa1aPeQL8/s320/137_4206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took a tour of the park on Day 1. It had been drizzling all day and we had tickets to the game that night. We were saying our prayers that we would be able to see the Red Sox play that night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wmvo750DR1M/TdqkEPpGH-I/AAAAAAAABRo/nuUaZIPdiws/s1600/137_4211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609976678668705762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wmvo750DR1M/TdqkEPpGH-I/AAAAAAAABRo/nuUaZIPdiws/s320/137_4211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our pouty faces when they announced that the game had been post-poned!!&lt;br /&gt;We ended up just walking around the area and went to a grocery store to pick up some ice cream and cookies. We had a nice evening indoors ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FwQXYngSJC4/TdqjUxz4AeI/AAAAAAAABRg/ZS2XX5GRGUk/s1600/137_4253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609975863207002594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FwQXYngSJC4/TdqjUxz4AeI/AAAAAAAABRg/ZS2XX5GRGUk/s320/137_4253.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Day 2: We found the Freedom Trail and started walking! This is me in front of Paul Revere's House. Funny thing was, I didn't even know this was it. We ended up going back to see it because I missed it the first time. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qwtN9wAWk7w/TdqjUH8lNfI/AAAAAAAABRY/-N2cr7cz8FA/s1600/137_4374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609975851969230322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qwtN9wAWk7w/TdqjUH8lNfI/AAAAAAAABRY/-N2cr7cz8FA/s320/137_4374.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We did get a game in on the night of Day 2. It ended up pouring down rain during the game so it was delayed, but not cancelled...thank goodness :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DbKu-0I4W9c/TdqjT8JA46I/AAAAAAAABRQ/8l1PTcxkf08/s1600/137_4435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609975848800150434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DbKu-0I4W9c/TdqjT8JA46I/AAAAAAAABRQ/8l1PTcxkf08/s320/137_4435.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got to sneak down to the field while they were trying to dry up the field!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GaD6A9OhiZw/TdqjTbNFR3I/AAAAAAAABRI/QLFFJwYnM0s/s1600/137_4446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609975839958845298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GaD6A9OhiZw/TdqjTbNFR3I/AAAAAAAABRI/QLFFJwYnM0s/s320/137_4446.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Big Papi (David Ortiz) threw his batting gloves to this kid after the game. We were all waiting out by their cars after the game bc they just park on the street. We helped this kid get them signed by Ortiz by screaming and actin like a fool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 3 we did more of the Freedom Trail, the USS Constitution, and Quincy Market. We had a great time in Boston. It is such a Beautiful place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SN2rua9CQ9A/TdqjTBQrBDI/AAAAAAAABRA/nY_CjUCJChk/s1600/137_4457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609975832994579506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SN2rua9CQ9A/TdqjTBQrBDI/AAAAAAAABRA/nY_CjUCJChk/s320/137_4457.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were running to buy souveniors for everyone back at home before our plane took off. This was our last sidewalk we walked down. It was the end of the road for our vacation. Isn't it perrrrtyy? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks honey for the wonderful trip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many more thanks to my dad and Wynona for taking care of my wonderful daughter so that this was all possible!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/420916043254005890-2527510350379418342?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/2527510350379418342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=2527510350379418342' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/2527510350379418342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/2527510350379418342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2011/05/new-yorknew-york-then-boston.html' title='New York....New York, Then BOSTON!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jHOE2kJYad8/Tfj7n6DrdMI/AAAAAAAABWI/AD-4QaasXvA/s72-c/137_3834.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-4275323848584712066</id><published>2011-04-20T22:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T14:01:27.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;March was a good and busy month. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It started with Heidi's surprise party (didn't take pictures, too busy surprising) We had some friends over and played Wii and Would you Rather! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I took Bailey to Disney on Ice (can't find those pictures, haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This picture was our Fun Bus trip to Wendover. It actually happened in February though. This was our Valentine's Date...How romantic! haha All of us jumped on a Le Bus and drove out to Wendover. The bus was actually clean and smelled nice, even for sitting in the back by the bathroom. You pay $15 and that gets you out there and back, $5 cash back for gambling, a FREE buffet (worth $25) and you get to play Bingo. I can't think of a better date night. We all had a blast and it was a good no child get-a-way! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597905600330938802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bu_RRcKwtLA/Ta_BfAnlObI/AAAAAAAABO4/_n5eQ2tYcXY/s320/P2120133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I threw Annalee a Baby Shower! She was about 35 weeks pregnant and looking so good. We had a wonderful turn out and lots of yummy food and wonderful gifts! This is the good ol "group". We have had some GOOD times! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597906523623045010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lml5QH0nLgU/Ta_CUwJkt5I/AAAAAAAABPo/1YLbShX4yk4/s320/shower.JPG" /&gt;Then my dad came out to babysit Bailey while Kyle and I celebrated our 5 year Anniversary. How wonderful that was. It was my first time leaving Bailey for more than 12 hours. Don't worry, I cried half way to Vegas. We made a much needed stop in St. George to visit with my Bestie Allie and her boyfriend. We had to play a round of golf and show my skills to her semi-pro golfer boy ;) I think he was impressed. We went back to his house and watched BYU in the playoffs, then headed into Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3F03bjBZH3I/Ta_CUjvrx0I/AAAAAAAABPg/7iq0UTvPwC8/s1600/golf2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597906520293230402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3F03bjBZH3I/Ta_CUjvrx0I/AAAAAAAABPg/7iq0UTvPwC8/s320/golf2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us with Allie and her Lover!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597905612620195538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LRPN7y1UIqk/Ta_BfuZkZtI/AAAAAAAABPI/4WZ_5jIMr1o/s320/P3170215.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got into Vegas and bought the Buffet pass. You can eat at any buffet for 24 hours. We had to get our money's worth so we ate at 4 buffets...in 24 hours!!!&lt;br /&gt;This is at the Paris eating our WONDERUL breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nJgRksK6xrE/Ta_Bgdr282I/AAAAAAAABPY/QKkbeyaPECU/s1600/P3180225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597905625313375074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nJgRksK6xrE/Ta_Bgdr282I/AAAAAAAABPY/QKkbeyaPECU/s320/P3180225.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are at the Ceasers Palace. The nicest one by far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597905615997694050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sld0AR3UiQc/Ta_Bf6-08GI/AAAAAAAABPQ/t2gvl_m-xgo/s320/P3180262.JPG" /&gt;After celebrating our 5th Year anniversary we came home to my dad and Bailey. My dad said she was a jem the whole time we were gone. As soon as she got back, she was a lil brat! She went through about 3 days and cranky girl cuz she was so upset we left her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 short weeks later, we took off to Florida. We left March 30 so I will post that in Aprils post.&lt;br /&gt;Here is Bailey trying on her new Sunny Florida hat, that she hardly got to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t5t7wxJ8KFs/Ta_BfWhCoXI/AAAAAAAABPA/208s-AK07Vc/s1600/P3100212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597905606209085810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t5t7wxJ8KFs/Ta_BfWhCoXI/AAAAAAAABPA/208s-AK07Vc/s320/P3100212.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-4275323848584712066?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/4275323848584712066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=4275323848584712066' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/4275323848584712066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/4275323848584712066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2011/04/march-2011.html' title='March 2011'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bu_RRcKwtLA/Ta_BfAnlObI/AAAAAAAABO4/_n5eQ2tYcXY/s72-c/P2120133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-5224078983320498879</id><published>2011-02-22T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T15:24:52.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our newest Family addition!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DD936CoKOUg/TWREMWpJcRI/AAAAAAAABOw/XeWEeljScg8/s1600/P2220198.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry....I'm not pregnant!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But we did buy a new TV!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kyle was complaining that I wanted to save our money from tax returns. He said we needed to do something BIG with the $$. I argued that our TV worked fine and we don't need a new one until it stops working. So that clever brain of his went to work. He decided to go through our garage and take photos of all the things we didn't need anymore and put them for sale on KSL. Well.....we have a few more things to sell but Kyle earned enough money to pay for the TV and the new entertainment center to go along with it! See....I still won b/c we are still putting our Tax return money in Savings :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love tricking men to think they won at the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We bought a Visio 47" LCHD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He said we either go BIG or go home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mpcljVhma2k/TWREMP-faKI/AAAAAAAABOo/siGe-IjOqp4/s1600/tv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576657215829272738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mpcljVhma2k/TWREMP-faKI/AAAAAAAABOo/siGe-IjOqp4/s320/tv.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y-_ZJNM_sVw/TWREL7dp2MI/AAAAAAAABOg/0ucPCmWvxhk/s1600/P2220198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576657210322835650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y-_ZJNM_sVw/TWREL7dp2MI/AAAAAAAABOg/0ucPCmWvxhk/s320/P2220198.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; P.S. It kinda looks small in this picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S.S. I do really like it!!! Watching the Bachelor last night was AMAZING!!! People are so much better looking when you can actually see their eyes and mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/420916043254005890-5224078983320498879?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/5224078983320498879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=5224078983320498879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/5224078983320498879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/5224078983320498879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2011/02/our-newest-family-addition.html' title='Our newest Family addition!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mpcljVhma2k/TWREMP-faKI/AAAAAAAABOo/siGe-IjOqp4/s72-c/tv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-5510752761940051377</id><published>2011-02-22T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T15:11:17.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My daily life</title><content type='html'>My conversation I have with Bailey everyday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bailey: Mommy, mommy!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes Bailey?&lt;br /&gt;Bailey: Hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: Mom, mommy, MOMMY, momma&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes dear?&lt;br /&gt;B: Hi Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: Mommy, mommy, mommmy, mommmy, mommmmmmy, MOOMMMMMY!!&lt;br /&gt;Me: What Bailey?&lt;br /&gt;B: Mommy, Baaallhh baaa bgagea, mtoeoah Ball gooaldhe Mommy hakeheha B- Ball?&lt;br /&gt;Me: You want to watch B-Ball?&lt;br /&gt;B; YEAH!!!! As she claps her hands!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat 10 times!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-5510752761940051377?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/5510752761940051377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=5510752761940051377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/5510752761940051377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/5510752761940051377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-daily-life.html' title='My daily life'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-7438583393888579858</id><published>2011-02-11T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T20:46:15.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jan/Feb</title><content type='html'>New Year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January came and went so fast. I swear, the older you get, the faster time flies. Bailey is now 19 1/2 months. She is crazy, funny, love-able, sweet, happy, and can bring a smile to ANYONES face. She has the personality that is love at first site. She knows lots of tricks such as:&lt;br /&gt;Touchdown&lt;br /&gt;You're Out&lt;br /&gt;Safe!!&lt;br /&gt;Knuckles&lt;br /&gt;Snaps&lt;br /&gt;E.T. phone home&lt;br /&gt;Dribble, dribble, SHOOT&lt;br /&gt;Ready, Set, GO&lt;br /&gt;1...2...3!&lt;br /&gt;Hurry Hurry&lt;br /&gt;Shake your booty&lt;br /&gt;Shimmy&lt;br /&gt;Summersaults&lt;br /&gt;Head shoulder knees and toes&lt;br /&gt;and the list continues.&lt;br /&gt;Bailey entered Nursery the start of the year and I thought life was just so wonderful!! I had one week in church where I actually went to class and got to interact like a normal adult. That came to a screaching hault when they came over the next week and called Kyle and I to teach the 3 year old Sunbeams!!! REALLY? Kyle was so bummed to leave the Young Mens. Sunbeams is challenging and now we are back to being parents of 7 children, instead of out 1!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, with challenges, come blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's Febuary! We are still looking for jobs for Kyle. He has applied to HUNDREDS, in state and out, and still Nothing! So frusterating. I hate this stupid lack of job crap! I am now officially going stir crazy being cooped up in the house for what.....5 months now! I can see why sunshine is so important to the happiness of your well being. I have found new things to do with our daily time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572656530824526450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VBLtEu9LQt0/TVYNlu8OenI/AAAAAAAABOQ/9BSoWPxoqsw/s320/P2050093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572656528801915042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3rcj2s6rA_4/TVYNlnZ_4KI/AAAAAAAABOY/71mMvPYVscY/s320/P2050106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also emjoyed Katy's little girl, Kya's 1st birthday party on Saturday. She was so cute and Bailey loved all the kids to play with, when she wasn't pushing them around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bailey looks like her father but definetly has the Wiley personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tD791IT3I4g/TVYNlfQqfiI/AAAAAAAABOI/d664JxHqCjY/s1600/P1300080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572656526615281186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tD791IT3I4g/TVYNlfQqfiI/AAAAAAAABOI/d664JxHqCjY/s320/P1300080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572656523759410034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZRhXEcPMHOQ/TVYNlUnxW3I/AAAAAAAABOA/SSBMFXgplZg/s320/P1290059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572655417309597746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CX8qPAkoANs/TVYMk6xlEDI/AAAAAAAABNg/hS2sle31mII/s320/P1290065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eS1zdWyfz6Y/TVYMkyyQETI/AAAAAAAABNo/hjQq7s8EZs4/s1600/P1300079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572655415164932402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eS1zdWyfz6Y/TVYMkyyQETI/AAAAAAAABNo/hjQq7s8EZs4/s320/P1300079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; Yes!! I can finally fit two pig tails in her hair. She hates them, but I like them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zF3iCkgT0ZM/TVYMkmJ5ziI/AAAAAAAABNY/G3fUlAsQGsE/s1600/P1200052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572655411774475810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zF3iCkgT0ZM/TVYMkmJ5ziI/AAAAAAAABNY/G3fUlAsQGsE/s320/P1200052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-7438583393888579858?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/7438583393888579858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=7438583393888579858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/7438583393888579858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/7438583393888579858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2011/02/janfeb.html' title='Jan/Feb'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VBLtEu9LQt0/TVYNlu8OenI/AAAAAAAABOQ/9BSoWPxoqsw/s72-c/P2050093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-5466933827881823984</id><published>2011-01-12T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T12:04:03.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas!!</title><content type='html'>Christmas is truly the best time of year! This Christmas especially! The difference was Bailey. Every other Christmas is focused on what I'm giving and what I'm recieving. All about me :) This one, I could have cared less what Santa brought me. Bailey was sooooo fun and awesome to watch. I was so excited for her and Kyle and I loved every minute of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started the season off by going up to Wyoming to cut down a Christmas tree. I was being very picky b/c they didn't look like the ones I have always had. So with minutes to spare before sundown we found a tree!! Once we got home from the 2 hour drive in freezing weather, half of the tree dissappeared. Oh well, we had a good time and make memories :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561388957129072018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TS4Fyn91XZI/AAAAAAAABNE/MfCenegHads/s320/135_3451.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We finally found a patch of "Christmas trees"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561388961790852002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TS4Fy5VSe6I/AAAAAAAABNM/-XtTyh_fwZg/s320/135_3468.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Bailey enjoyed helping us decorate the tree and I think it fulfilled her curiousity because she didn't really mind the tree after that!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561388441253067122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TS4FUmLaOXI/AAAAAAAABM8/GuyyuY2xh90/s320/135_3536.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Kyle's parents house for Christmas Eve. We had a yummy dinner, watched The Nativiy Movie, and then opened gifts. Santa really went big this year! We got a Garmin GPS which I am sooo excited for, b/c I'm ALWAYS lost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TS4FUarMUBI/AAAAAAAABM0/n4XS5iUtmYM/s1600/135_3545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561388438165147666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TS4FUarMUBI/AAAAAAAABM0/n4XS5iUtmYM/s320/135_3545.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Attempted Family photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TS4FTWbPi1I/AAAAAAAABMs/OOc4SfqKqgU/s1600/135_3576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561388419844639570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TS4FTWbPi1I/AAAAAAAABMs/OOc4SfqKqgU/s320/135_3576.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bailey got a Singamagig that she loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TS4FTLn8SvI/AAAAAAAABMk/5EsOk2mdCk0/s1600/135_3599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561388416945113842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TS4FTLn8SvI/AAAAAAAABMk/5EsOk2mdCk0/s320/135_3599.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas morning, Santa brought her a HUGE Mickey Mouse. She was so funny. She loves him to much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TS4Et4lFypI/AAAAAAAABMc/CpxJvustCqk/s1600/135_3626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561387776177719954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TS4Et4lFypI/AAAAAAAABMc/CpxJvustCqk/s320/135_3626.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy helping her with her dollies and stroller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TS4EtmHkS3I/AAAAAAAABMU/l7ekndj6dJQ/s1600/135_3633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561387771222051698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TS4EtmHkS3I/AAAAAAAABMU/l7ekndj6dJQ/s320/135_3633.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She got a broom and went straight to the kitchen to start sweeping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TS4EtXzo0wI/AAAAAAAABMM/uSs1XizGo0I/s1600/135_3643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561387767380366082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TS4EtXzo0wI/AAAAAAAABMM/uSs1XizGo0I/s320/135_3643.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't mind the dark circles under my eyes. Kyle is sporting his new coat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Few weeks later:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TS4EsjNVazI/AAAAAAAABME/ohRQCeWKb0s/s1600/P1050035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561387753261067058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TS4EsjNVazI/AAAAAAAABME/ohRQCeWKb0s/s320/P1050035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My oldest brother Adam and his girlfriend came out to visit. It was so good to see them and actually have some One on one time with Adam. By the time I remebered him, he had moved out of the house and was in the Army. We had a lot of fun together and even though my family is different, we know how to have some fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TS4EsXeWV6I/AAAAAAAABL8/y9wL7hYEwh0/s1600/P1050039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561387750111205282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TS4EsXeWV6I/AAAAAAAABL8/y9wL7hYEwh0/s320/P1050039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bailey on her horsey that Graum-mom gave her for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TS4D8J0wC_I/AAAAAAAABL0/wXCIcT35pEo/s1600/PC310005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561386921813347314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TS4D8J0wC_I/AAAAAAAABL0/wXCIcT35pEo/s320/PC310005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashley and Jake came down for New Years and we had game night and took the girls sledding. It was about 20 degrees and freezing outside but we still had some fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Brynn and Bailey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TS4D7xhmpNI/AAAAAAAABLs/3Lna-zEJHn4/s1600/PC310008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561386915290588370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TS4D7xhmpNI/AAAAAAAABLs/3Lna-zEJHn4/s320/PC310008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bailey wasn't too sure about all this! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TS4D7D0W_RI/AAAAAAAABLc/fwox8m82GUE/s1600/PC310020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561386903021223186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TS4D7D0W_RI/AAAAAAAABLc/fwox8m82GUE/s320/PC310020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brynn just chilled the whole time, it was Bailey causing all the fuss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TS4D6Qbz-rI/AAAAAAAABLU/BOmtsaHIJGw/s1600/PC310023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561386889228057266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TS4D6Qbz-rI/AAAAAAAABLU/BOmtsaHIJGw/s320/PC310023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how Bailey preferred sledding. We would send her down head first and she would go real fast and then start laughing. Thats my girl! Fast and Furious!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is how we ended our 2010. It was a GREAT year and I can't wait to have another one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-5466933827881823984?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/5466933827881823984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=5466933827881823984' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/5466933827881823984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/5466933827881823984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas.html' title='Christmas!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TS4Fyn91XZI/AAAAAAAABNE/MfCenegHads/s72-c/135_3451.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-6857234803411123032</id><published>2010-12-28T13:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T13:34:58.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nov 2010, Florida again!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TRpXjj0gWUI/AAAAAAAABLM/gKhMztIbBTY/s1600/135_3330.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;div align="center"&gt;In mid November we took another trip to Florida for my neice, Taylor's, baptism! Most the family was able to come minus Heidi and Mark plus their spouses. We made it into a little family reunion and all 12 grandchildren/cousins were able to be together and play. &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;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These pictures are in reverse order and I'm not going to take the time to move them! So from the end of the trip to the beginning:&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;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We ened our trip with a beautiful sunset on the beach. Breathtaking!! &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;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555844849919356498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TRpTdHKgblI/AAAAAAAABK0/jEF3nuIve_0/s320/135_3429.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555844860148879426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TRpTdtRakEI/AAAAAAAABK8/bs_SufmWYWU/s320/135_3418.JPG" /&gt;Bailey at first was scared of the sand in her feet, then she loved every minute of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555848162842869986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TRpWd8xBgOI/AAAAAAAABLE/qWSvg7FSSOk/s320/135_3317.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Dad with all 12 of his grandchildren!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TRpTc_sM9mI/AAAAAAAABKs/PwJk85nic0U/s1600/135_3393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555844847913203298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TRpTc_sM9mI/AAAAAAAABKs/PwJk85nic0U/s320/135_3393.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When the Wileys get together, we PARTAY!!! The boys singing and dancing ALL night long! So fun to watch and join in on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TRpTcsiMTZI/AAAAAAAABKk/CV27HSyygpQ/s1600/135_3365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555844842770943378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TRpTcsiMTZI/AAAAAAAABKk/CV27HSyygpQ/s320/135_3365.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 10 of the 12 cousins trying to fit on one little car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TRpSuy7meBI/AAAAAAAABKc/eix47TQ87mo/s1600/135_3337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555844054214146066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TRpSuy7meBI/AAAAAAAABKc/eix47TQ87mo/s320/135_3337.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The luncheon after the baptism. Me with my 4 older brothers and Taylor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TRpSuRFhiQI/AAAAAAAABKU/F1PE071lCeY/s1600/135_3330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555844045128960258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TRpSuRFhiQI/AAAAAAAABKU/F1PE071lCeY/s320/135_3330.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys acting tough, as always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TRpSuLLvrKI/AAAAAAAABKM/Jhx5fmhCPEE/s1600/135_3291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555844043544439970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TRpSuLLvrKI/AAAAAAAABKM/Jhx5fmhCPEE/s320/135_3291.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls LOVING their time with Kyle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TRpStyXG_LI/AAAAAAAABKE/h6O4qXYdSyg/s1600/135_3257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555844036881218738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TRpStyXG_LI/AAAAAAAABKE/h6O4qXYdSyg/s320/135_3257.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bailey finally okay with the sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TRpStd2XkNI/AAAAAAAABJ8/j6FLKd1jAMk/s1600/135_3254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555844031375184082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TRpStd2XkNI/AAAAAAAABJ8/j6FLKd1jAMk/s320/135_3254.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Doogy Pile on MOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TRpSDPkaqtI/AAAAAAAABJ0/aEx5sULlgwA/s1600/135_3178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555843305987287762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TRpSDPkaqtI/AAAAAAAABJ0/aEx5sULlgwA/s320/135_3178.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OMG...the moment came when all of our dreams came true! Bailey is obsessed with Mickey Mouse Clubhouse 3 times a morning. We were the last people they let in to meet Mickey and Minnie! I was so excited. Bailey was so tired by this point but she still enjoyed meeting her idols :) Maybe I enjoyed it a little more, I cannot tell a lie :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TRpSCtCm9KI/AAAAAAAABJs/rM_R4XCfEo8/s1600/135_3148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555843296718681250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TRpSCtCm9KI/AAAAAAAABJs/rM_R4XCfEo8/s320/135_3148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was a trooper in the tea cups. Aliyah insisted we spin FAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TRpSCcysfaI/AAAAAAAABJk/FpwFNVt4Hh4/s1600/135_3124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555843292356967842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TRpSCcysfaI/AAAAAAAABJk/FpwFNVt4Hh4/s320/135_3124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bailey went on every single ride we went on except Space Mountain. She loves the adrenaline just like her parents!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TRpSCBKVeEI/AAAAAAAABJc/DbbBCbXlnMA/s1600/135_3115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555843284939929666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TRpSCBKVeEI/AAAAAAAABJc/DbbBCbXlnMA/s320/135_3115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls!! My sister-in-law Tiffeny, with her two girls, taylor and Aliyah, My mom, and Bailey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TRpSBa3VEqI/AAAAAAAABJU/eA_oz29KsJo/s1600/135_3111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555843274659664546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TRpSBa3VEqI/AAAAAAAABJU/eA_oz29KsJo/s320/135_3111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think Kyle was WAY more excited than any of the children. This was his first time at Disney World and they even gave him a shirt pin to prove it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a blast and it was so good to hang out with my family and actually even meet a few of them for the first time. I love my family even though we may be a little different!! We also got to visit with some friends while we were there. I will be back in FLORIDA for Michele's wedding in April!!! Hopefully some more beach time for me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-6857234803411123032?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/6857234803411123032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=6857234803411123032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/6857234803411123032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/6857234803411123032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2010/12/nov-2010-florida-again.html' title='Nov 2010, Florida again!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TRpTdHKgblI/AAAAAAAABK0/jEF3nuIve_0/s72-c/135_3429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-6967477194820015925</id><published>2010-11-03T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:31:00.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; Oh October!!! It has come and gone so fast! October is the month that life starts to get busy. It brings so many new and exciting things. When October hits, the leaves start to change and fall, the snow makes it's first appearance, the crafting side of me really comes out, the house gets decorated, the coats comes out, weird transactions in the closets, and most of all, the weight gain begins!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535523724854533954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIhf9Gzn0I/AAAAAAAABJI/z-db7f11m60/s320/1022001222.jpg" /&gt;This was my lates project. It is so dang cute and really not that complicated! If I can do it, you can too. My friend Ashley and I went and bought these letters at Wood Connection and just used homemade Modge Pog (2/3 c. Elmers glue, 1/3 c. water), scrapbook paper, paint, and glitter! We are planning on doing one for Thanksgiving and Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535523713219658258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIhfRw1ghI/AAAAAAAABJA/8-e895GwK7c/s320/1020001011.jpg" /&gt;This is Bailey's punk rocker outsit. She has started giving me these frowny faces and then when I give one back to her she puts her head down and smiles while acting shy. It's so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535523707394811330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIhe8EFZcI/AAAAAAAABI4/pHf9vYyuucA/s320/1101001707.jpg" /&gt;I bought Bailey this back pack for our Florida trip in 2 weeks. I think she is adorable how she just keeps it on and will walk about the house. She lookes like such a big girl, ready for school :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535491677774703442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIEWkbka1I/AAAAAAAABIw/SkG8zoC1_mA/s320/100_2952.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So the start of October I bought her the pumpkin basket. Everytime we went for walks, she would bring her basket and pick up everyones fall leaving in their grass. It was so funny. Then we had to bring the leaves home and show them off. When she went to bed I would throw them away and we would start over the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIEWdaCtyI/AAAAAAAABIo/ek9nogJWi2M/s1600/100_2947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535491675889252130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIEWdaCtyI/AAAAAAAABIo/ek9nogJWi2M/s320/100_2947.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIEVtKH9GI/AAAAAAAABIg/2W85F9aCSVo/s1600/100_2953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535491662937584738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIEVtKH9GI/AAAAAAAABIg/2W85F9aCSVo/s320/100_2953.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bailey has gotten just enough hair to put little pig tails in. This has only happened once!! She is not a girly girl and runs away from me when I try to get near her hair. These only lasted about 2 mins then they were gone. It was a valid effort though! Now she just looks like she had a mullet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIEVLqy5sI/AAAAAAAABIY/_-DAlu3nxnU/s1600/100_2974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535491653947811522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIEVLqy5sI/AAAAAAAABIY/_-DAlu3nxnU/s320/100_2974.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashley and I also dressed up our girls this month and had a Fall photo shoot. I made this tutu for Bailey. Also, so easy!! Elastic, 4 1/2 yards of toule, and Wallaaaa....a cute Tutu! We went to a pumpkin patch and they girls weren't very cooperative! I have some good pics but Ashley has then on her camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIEU_FP6VI/AAAAAAAABIQ/LxKIhV0AJnQ/s1600/100_2973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535491650569103698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIEU_FP6VI/AAAAAAAABIQ/LxKIhV0AJnQ/s320/100_2973.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIDVeMyHUI/AAAAAAAABII/ZnT8PL8b6Dk/s1600/100_2998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535490559410576706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIDVeMyHUI/AAAAAAAABII/ZnT8PL8b6Dk/s320/100_2998.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIDU3GztpI/AAAAAAAABIA/ZSUb85bfAsI/s1600/100_3004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535490548916532882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIDU3GztpI/AAAAAAAABIA/ZSUb85bfAsI/s320/100_3004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then we met up with Katy, Jason, and Kya and went to Thanksgiving point for a good ol time! Bailey and Kya are already BFF's. They had all sorts of fun things for the kids and Adults to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIDUvZl1zI/AAAAAAAABH4/wlpHYwBYROA/s1600/100_3002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535490546847831858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIDUvZl1zI/AAAAAAAABH4/wlpHYwBYROA/s320/100_3002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Family Photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIDUHXY9NI/AAAAAAAABHw/ELdZu1OwYK0/s1600/100_3009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535490536101180626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIDUHXY9NI/AAAAAAAABHw/ELdZu1OwYK0/s320/100_3009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They had this jumping pad on the ground....SO MUCH FUN!! I was laughing so hard I had a sore throat at the end. The girls loved it and so did we! I'm glad I haven't completely grown up so I can still play and have fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIDTynNMvI/AAAAAAAABHo/7x7uqoU8Zcw/s1600/100_3016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535490530530374386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIDTynNMvI/AAAAAAAABHo/7x7uqoU8Zcw/s320/100_3016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bailey loved the cow train. Notice how I had to oil my legs and hips to fit!! Ya, not meant for big hipped mommas :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIBw9YMS-I/AAAAAAAABHY/pGq3zlWaTJ8/s1600/100_3046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535488832613141474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIBw9YMS-I/AAAAAAAABHY/pGq3zlWaTJ8/s320/100_3046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bailey in her cowgirl hat and tutu, she was running around saying, "Yee haw!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIBwvDAiOI/AAAAAAAABHQ/-1JpKN02guM/s1600/100_3066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535488828766193890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIBwvDAiOI/AAAAAAAABHQ/-1JpKN02guM/s320/100_3066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then the snow came about 2 weeks ago. It only lasted a few hours, just long enough to play in it! I took Bailey out in her Jammies and coat. The first thing she did was sit down and eat it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIBwNAouaI/AAAAAAAABHI/U3jps4FVr18/s1600/100_3059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535488819629439394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIBwNAouaI/AAAAAAAABHI/U3jps4FVr18/s320/100_3059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIBv6IEwQI/AAAAAAAABHA/Dok5u-sJCpI/s1600/100_3073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535488814560362754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIBv6IEwQI/AAAAAAAABHA/Dok5u-sJCpI/s320/100_3073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is her frowny face again. Notice how I taught her how to put the olives on her fingers. She got such a tickle out of that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIA7fceWSI/AAAAAAAABG4/2MuwOtHahk0/s1600/100_3082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535487914044971298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIA7fceWSI/AAAAAAAABG4/2MuwOtHahk0/s320/100_3082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yea! Then Halloween came! I have been waiting 6 years to have an excuse to go back out trick or treating! I worked until 5am Saturday morning, so when I woke up, I went to craft day for church, then Bailey went down for a nap, then we got dressed and ready in our costumes and headed out to our first Halloween Party. Then to the Grandparents for visiting and trick or treating. It had rained real hard and was freezing so Bailey didn't last that long. Then we went to another Party, then back home for some more trick or treating. She liked it much better the 2nd time around. We got home and traditionally, I poured out the candy and we all took our turn picking out which pieces we wanted :) Bailey got shafted...shhh, dont tell her :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIA7CsOeRI/AAAAAAAABGw/ZcMw8dNlBXA/s1600/100_3090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535487906326411538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIA7CsOeRI/AAAAAAAABGw/ZcMw8dNlBXA/s320/100_3090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aww, a family of scare crows...CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIA6SJW3_I/AAAAAAAABGo/BR0BKLD0NcU/s1600/100_3094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535487893295259634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIA6SJW3_I/AAAAAAAABGo/BR0BKLD0NcU/s320/100_3094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIA50tohPI/AAAAAAAABGg/BiDAYUvHfuY/s1600/100_3101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535487885394347250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIA50tohPI/AAAAAAAABGg/BiDAYUvHfuY/s320/100_3101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIA5kAofZI/AAAAAAAABGY/UcK1zCf0NaU/s1600/100_3104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535487880910634386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIA5kAofZI/AAAAAAAABGY/UcK1zCf0NaU/s320/100_3104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She was more interested in the umbrella than she bucket of candy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every house we went to she tried to push past the people and go into their homes. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good thing she is cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bailey is such a joy to have around. She makes me laugh so much each day. She also makes me want to pull my hair out too, oh wait, she does that for me. I love watching her learn and grow, but with that comes frustration while in public places. Bailey is also showing her independance by never wanting to eat!! She loves to play with the food instead. She loves to dance, play with any size of ball, push her stroller or shopping carts, scream, walk around with a pretend pen and paper, play in the extra water in the dishwater, good at napping and sleeping at night for the moment, loves to do anything that grown ups do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes, we put her on the Big potty the other day and read her a book, all of a sudden, she started going Potty! Kyle and I were so amazed, she shouted!!! It scared that pee away and she started screaming and tried jumping off the toilet! It was so awesome but now she is kinda scared to get back on, so back to square 1. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bailey, Mommy and Daddy love you! Thanks for the good time thus far. Muaw ;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-6967477194820015925?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/6967477194820015925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=6967477194820015925' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/6967477194820015925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/6967477194820015925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2010/11/october.html' title='October!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TNIhf9Gzn0I/AAAAAAAABJI/z-db7f11m60/s72-c/1022001222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-5026350879037224885</id><published>2010-10-05T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T22:02:02.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15 month update</title><content type='html'>Bailey is 15 months old! I have lost the time of writing everything down due to the fact that I am busy, busy, busy! Bailey is a beautiful, bright, cheerful girl who is always on the go. She LOVES her momma and we have the best of times together every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524788397844102722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TKv9xriyfkI/AAAAAAAABFk/K2AFiPL2Owo/s320/100_0097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524788619666834722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TKv9-l5cxSI/AAAAAAAABF8/BHPSG65kmiA/s320/100_0098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is how my sweet loving girl greets me everytime I come home to her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524788410962797874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TKv9ycah5TI/AAAAAAAABF0/RK7fpCoLyxM/s320/0809001525a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TKv9yKOLekI/AAAAAAAABFs/ZTKfOXO1tjk/s1600/139_2800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524788406079158850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TKv9yKOLekI/AAAAAAAABFs/ZTKfOXO1tjk/s320/139_2800.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baileys Favorite things:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dogs, Dogs, and more Dogs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mickey Mouse Clubhouse 3 times daily&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finding her nose, eyes, mouth, tongue, ears, teeth, knees, elbows, toes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Throwing fits about anything and everything until I start singing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crawling around like a Horsey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reading books&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;String cheese, cheese puffs, gold fish, Beef and potatoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walks outside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hates diaper changes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Loves to walk around with anything she can't have (pens, knives, forks)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Climbs into the dishwasher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cuddles with momma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Has to have something in BOTH hands at all times!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She can say:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Football, baseball, momma, dadda, ball, nigh-night, bottle, dog, thank you, love you,boobies, nose, eye, ouch, Uh-Oh, Nuh-Nah, Bubbles, Pee Pee, and she mimics anything we say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bailey has lots of tricks and loves to show off for strangers or friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bailey is 24 lbs (70%)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;31 1/2 in. (75%)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and her head is &gt;95% at 48 cm. Haha, I hope it's full of brains. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TKv9xTaHbAI/AAAAAAAABFc/IOy3_QruVGg/s1600/100_2832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524788391365274626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TKv9xTaHbAI/AAAAAAAABFc/IOy3_QruVGg/s320/100_2832.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TKv9EJO2FfI/AAAAAAAABFU/0ML_7jV-M0Q/s1600/0829001844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524787615539533298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TKv9EJO2FfI/AAAAAAAABFU/0ML_7jV-M0Q/s320/0829001844.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TKv9Dw2CWiI/AAAAAAAABFM/dNSQOHM0M68/s1600/0825001659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524787608993028642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TKv9Dw2CWiI/AAAAAAAABFM/dNSQOHM0M68/s320/0825001659.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She loves the water and her pool, even though it was FREEZING water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TKv9DqKxzRI/AAAAAAAABFE/zfB3NuoLsFA/s1600/100_3873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524787607200976146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TKv9DqKxzRI/AAAAAAAABFE/zfB3NuoLsFA/s320/100_3873.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was my birthday! Kyle blind folded me and drove me all around and then I ended up standing in front of an airplane that I then learn how to fly it! I took off and landed from Provo Airport and flew to Heber. Then Kyle and I switched and he flew us back. It was awesome and a great birthday present!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TKv9DYHXT9I/AAAAAAAABE8/o14_-xFTq1s/s1600/100_2865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524787602354819026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TKv9DYHXT9I/AAAAAAAABE8/o14_-xFTq1s/s320/100_2865.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at that face!! How can you not fall more in love each and every day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TKv9Cxq_z4I/AAAAAAAABE0/ZcjcDjS7z48/s1600/100_2820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524787592035291010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TKv9Cxq_z4I/AAAAAAAABE0/ZcjcDjS7z48/s320/100_2820.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-5026350879037224885?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/5026350879037224885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=5026350879037224885' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/5026350879037224885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/5026350879037224885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2010/10/15-month-update.html' title='15 month update'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TKv9xriyfkI/AAAAAAAABFk/K2AFiPL2Owo/s72-c/100_0097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-4278646962771032357</id><published>2010-08-18T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T11:54:28.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Visitor</title><content type='html'>Dad finally brought Wynona out to meet us girls. We were the last ones in the family to meet her. Dad said he was nervous for me to meet her! Darn right!! It's just because I have high standards and just want the best for my daddy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506818370987941026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TGwmIc1U3KI/AAAAAAAABC4/i75tzWL_zOE/s320/139_2561.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506820983818324082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TGwogiYoiHI/AAAAAAAABDo/8g9UCm2XzUA/s320/100_3439.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506820688667332162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TGwoPW3JzkI/AAAAAAAABDA/T69ceBrCOu4/s320/100_3322.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506818353470545314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TGwmHbk2naI/AAAAAAAABCo/fKcPt7hOC34/s320/139_2568.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506820701734606754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TGwoQHiol6I/AAAAAAAABDQ/Ei24pdS0DpA/s320/100_3387.JPG" /&gt;She came into town on Thursday. Dad brought her to my house and of coarse I had to make a scene. I dressed up like a nerd and came to the door to meet her. Sweet lil lady didn't even notice and thought that's how I always dressed. haha. She was a good sport and we laughed about it later. Then Dad, Wynona, Heidi, Morgan, Bailey, Kyle and I all jumped in a Suburban Friday morning and headed to YellowStone National Park. We had a great time in the car. Not too many burps or flatulants were passes b/c Dad begged us to hold ourselves together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wynona is from Mississippi and is a Southern Bell. Very proper! Boy, was that hard for us to act proper, but we did all right :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We cruised through Yellowstone the first day and saw a ton of Wildlife, including 3 bear, Elk, Bald Eagle, Buffalo, Antalope, chipmunk, Morgan (oh wait, that was just his beard), and all sorts of stuff. We couldn't find a moose tho :(&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506820698687462930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TGwoP8MI3hI/AAAAAAAABDI/SlCYsZsPIMU/s320/100_3337.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506820721951281730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TGwoRS2qkkI/AAAAAAAABDg/R5Y3Kdzlz9M/s320/100_3467.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506817662336275938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TGwlfM5mleI/AAAAAAAABCQ/cEfAMHSD2ng/s320/139_2626.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506818361698116690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TGwmH6OdZFI/AAAAAAAABCw/F0qCBDfZmcU/s320/139_2612.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506818345182479874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TGwmG8s0xgI/AAAAAAAABCg/LzX2wMHHTgk/s320/139_2580.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506818336799872242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TGwmGdeQVPI/AAAAAAAABCY/cgwv8uRFImY/s320/139_2592.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506817654874104946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TGwlexGe5HI/AAAAAAAABCI/Bh9hc-ICkCQ/s320/139_2629.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506817649226815970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TGwlecEEGeI/AAAAAAAABCA/XwmRZlBQY5Q/s320/139_2676.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506817637830520370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TGwldxm-bjI/AAAAAAAABB4/BvZs82OHCS4/s320/139_2693.JPG" /&gt; This was our last day. We stopped in Jackson Hole and shopped around. It's such a neat little place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506820989516135106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TGwog3nGOsI/AAAAAAAABDw/8ksWSda6BEs/s320/100_3478.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the arrival picture at home. See, Wynona still has a smile on her face! We did good guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just to set Dad's mind at ease, we all loved her and she was a great sport to be in the car with us for 3 days straight. We even had a competition who could make her laugh the hardest. Morgan won! He always wins :( It was a great trip, and I'm glad Wynona was able to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She had so much fun she is coming again next week to sing with the Mormon Tabernacle Choir :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-4278646962771032357?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/4278646962771032357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=4278646962771032357' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/4278646962771032357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/4278646962771032357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2010/08/special-visitor.html' title='Special Visitor'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TGwmIc1U3KI/AAAAAAAABC4/i75tzWL_zOE/s72-c/139_2561.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-2012698678489260311</id><published>2010-08-18T10:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T11:14:49.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bailey's Birthday Bash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; June 30th was Bailey's 1st Birthday!! I was way more excited than she was. I started planning her birthday party at the start of the year. haha. So on her actual birthday, I had just picked up a cupcake at the store for her and we had a little celebration. This was her covering her ears while we sang her Happy Birthday! Ha, I guess we were THAT awful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506812707139554866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TGwg-xWpDjI/AAAAAAAABBo/X0RLsjEMGgQ/s320/139_2701.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506811571678062066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TGwf8rbhpfI/AAAAAAAABAQ/XB-H8vvVY0U/s320/100_3487.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506812446202017954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TGwgvlSSOKI/AAAAAAAABBI/SoDlR_FNJhc/s320/100_3503.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was having a blast getting all dirty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506812457914118338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TGwgwQ6qsMI/AAAAAAAABBY/9ODx9Cmu_rU/s320/100_2710.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506812440367765586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TGwgvPjSmFI/AAAAAAAABBA/SC6M_oZOI1w/s320/100_3509.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506812699953144850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TGwg-WlRJBI/AAAAAAAABBg/1uDtpuJWri4/s320/100_2719.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;She's like, "Okay Mom, we almost done with the Ooo's and Awww's?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TGwgugfvhgI/AAAAAAAABA4/B-3vJARsCmo/s1600/100_3514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506812427736417794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TGwgugfvhgI/AAAAAAAABA4/B-3vJARsCmo/s320/100_3514.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All right guys, Now I'm REALLY bored!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So that night we just went and played softball and had a nice little evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;July 3rd was her big Birthday Bash! We went to the near by church field and had a good ol time. My friend Cheryl made the ADORABLE cake! It was a huge hit. Then we had a potluck and hung out. Followed by some sand volleyball, horseballs, and frisbie throwing. It was a nice relaxing day at the park and Bailey skipped her naps and was still so pleasant. We put her to bed that night and then all ran back over to the pavillion and sat and watched the 4th of July Fireworks from the Stadium of Fire. Great day! Bailey will think the Fireworks are for her birthday every year. How special :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TGwf-y9Da4I/AAAAAAAABAw/ey1VkpLWaSE/s1600/100_3522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506811608057473922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TGwf-y9Da4I/AAAAAAAABAw/ey1VkpLWaSE/s320/100_3522.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TGwf-SnYdDI/AAAAAAAABAo/WMg4EkI0F3c/s1600/100_3553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506811599376643122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TGwf-SnYdDI/AAAAAAAABAo/WMg4EkI0F3c/s320/100_3553.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TGwf98mjDaI/AAAAAAAABAg/GmPCokr7vnw/s1600/100_3578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506811593467563426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TGwf98mjDaI/AAAAAAAABAg/GmPCokr7vnw/s320/100_3578.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TGwf9DZmGKI/AAAAAAAABAY/EfBa_aGZxi8/s1600/100_3597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506811578112415906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TGwf9DZmGKI/AAAAAAAABAY/EfBa_aGZxi8/s320/100_3597.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of coarse I had to buy her a fire truck :)&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-2012698678489260311?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/2012698678489260311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=2012698678489260311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/2012698678489260311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/2012698678489260311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2010/08/baileys-birthday-bash.html' title='Bailey&apos;s Birthday Bash'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TGwg-xWpDjI/AAAAAAAABBo/X0RLsjEMGgQ/s72-c/139_2701.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-7124720785418835231</id><published>2010-06-14T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T21:38:51.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Best Friend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482854664002033554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TBcDRHrvV5I/AAAAAAAAA-w/U2-xIhp2-J8/s320/139_2471.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TBcDR6tx3sI/AAAAAAAAA-4/IZOrmegn99w/s1600/139_2472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482854677700796098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TBcDR6tx3sI/AAAAAAAAA-4/IZOrmegn99w/s320/139_2472.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TBcDQed7THI/AAAAAAAAA-o/ZsXLZEclKHs/s1600/139_2468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482854652938243186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TBcDQed7THI/AAAAAAAAA-o/ZsXLZEclKHs/s320/139_2468.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want to thank Bailey Mae for being my best friend. I want to do nothing more but play with the coolest girl I know, and that is my beautiful daughter. I find myself excited to wake up in the morning to go get Bailey out of bed, and PLAY!!! She is so fun, happy, and exciting. She can bring a smile to anyone's face. She lights up a room as soon as I bring her in. She learns more and more everyday. She is very much a momma's girl and loves to give me lovings. She gives me escimos, butterflies, and wide open mouth kisses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I handed her my brush, just to play with and she brushed her hair. I have never even taught her there. She has probably only seen me do that a few times. Crazy how they learn so fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is a great performer. She snaps her fingers so well now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She LOVED the parade this weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She give her momma the biggest smiles when I walk in the door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She will be a year old in 2 weeks!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love her so much and I'm so glad she is my best friend!!&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/420916043254005890-7124720785418835231?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/7124720785418835231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=7124720785418835231' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/7124720785418835231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/7124720785418835231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-best-friend.html' title='My Best Friend!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/TBcDRHrvV5I/AAAAAAAAA-w/U2-xIhp2-J8/s72-c/139_2471.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-68378785449242054</id><published>2010-05-12T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T11:31:28.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In to Everything!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Bailey is 10 1/2 months now and she is into everything! This age is exciting, fun, funny, exhausting, adventurous, bonking heads, tears, and much much more!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She has many new tricks and learns and picks up so quickly on things. Now is the time I have to start being careful of the things I say and do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Things she does:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waves Hello and Bye-bye to everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Says...Tadah!! and throws her hands above her head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh....No...and throws her hands on her ears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tries to snap her fingers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sticks her tongue in and out and says, blah blah blah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uses her finger to flip her bottom lip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally crawls on her hands and knees instead of her army scoot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walks along furniture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can almost run while holding onto fingers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sits and plays with her stuffed animals in the crip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Usually sleeps 12 hr nights and takes 2, 2 hr naps daily&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;still Squeels as loud as possible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Loves attention&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will finally eat baby jar foods instead of homemade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Best crumb finder and kitchen floor mopper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Knows how to drink from a cup and big girl sippy cups&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Refuses to make diaper changes easy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tries to eat her toes and still can't bc her belly is so dang big&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hates getting dressed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Man, the list can go on and on and on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will stop. If you want to know more, you just have to come visit her and see for yourself! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470440527966373618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S-rorTJWBvI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/ivnYoH_wX-M/s320/139_2421.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470441765947138114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S-rpzW-9YEI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/v-XTJiJ4ST8/s320/100_3174.JPG" /&gt;She picked these clothes out one by one. Hey, it keeps her busy while I'm trying to cook dinner!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470442885009055138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S-rq0f0HHaI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/6l-fvUKu_qY/s320/0510001435.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is her sippy cup/bottle drawer. She will pick up each one, suck on it, and then throw it to the ground. She gets so excited! I love her personality already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470441784046512786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S-rp0aaL6pI/AAAAAAAAA9o/fhk5QGBH3Wk/s320/0416001510a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was a while back when my dad was in town. We put the skirt on her head and she SQUEELs soooooo loud!! But then turns and smiles at you. Lil stinker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470440567521673026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S-rotmgD_0I/AAAAAAAAA84/DgrXtjYpYpc/s320/0509001324.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This was at church on Sunday. Bailey is down with crawling and now wants to walk everywhere. She hates to be held b/c she just wants to walk like a big girl! She is so dang cute, I'm sorry!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470442879496631586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S-rq0LR2NSI/AAAAAAAAA-I/LAwzNFpPpfo/s320/0509001321.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S-rqzFC2OMI/AAAAAAAAA-A/n4Mr6UoMPEo/s1600/0423001208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470442860643236034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S-rqzFC2OMI/AAAAAAAAA-A/n4Mr6UoMPEo/s320/0423001208.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bailey and I love Mornings together. She usually wakes up and I make a bottle and bring her in bed. Thats where I change her very wet diapers and then we play for a good 30 mins in bed. We look out the windows and watch the birds fly, the leaves swaying, and the cars driving by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heidi and I threw mom a surprise 60th birthday bash! Thats right, she's 60!!!! I called some of my friends and a few of hers and we ate food, played Chinese jumprope, and Gestures. lol, Pretty fun for an old lady party :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470440541912184162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S-rosHGSNWI/AAAAAAAAA8g/ccqooNAyQLk/s320/139_2433.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470442855432797410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S-rqyxolPOI/AAAAAAAAA94/hcSh4KMUW1s/s320/139_2438.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Dad was in town he took all of us to a Jazz playoff game! We had a babysitter and we had the night to laugh, cheer, and play. It was so fun to get out and enjoy ourselves. Thanks Dad!! Oh, there was also a fight right in front of us and a guy got thrown and ALMOST flew over the balcony and would have plummitted to his death. Lucky, he hit the edge and fell back safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470442850565927986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S-rqyfgOtDI/AAAAAAAAA9w/VgYkQ82LPmU/s320/100_3181.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470441776588210722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S-rpz-n_QiI/AAAAAAAAA9g/Y5EM59LO-ps/s320/100_3183.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S-rotLplP1I/AAAAAAAAA8w/qsruvkFhbag/s1600/0419001630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470440560313843538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S-rotLplP1I/AAAAAAAAA8w/qsruvkFhbag/s320/0419001630.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S-rosqg3jUI/AAAAAAAAA8o/Td59QT861tM/s1600/139_2463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470440551418924354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S-rosqg3jUI/AAAAAAAAA8o/Td59QT861tM/s320/139_2463.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy is usually in charge of bath time with Bailey since he struggles putting her down to bed. They are so cute and Bailey just loves her baths.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-68378785449242054?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/68378785449242054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=68378785449242054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/68378785449242054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/68378785449242054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-to-everything.html' title='In to Everything!!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S-rorTJWBvI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/ivnYoH_wX-M/s72-c/139_2421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-428597512134276402</id><published>2010-05-12T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T10:41:25.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adsense</title><content type='html'>Well, bad news folks.&lt;br /&gt;The adsense account thingy I told you about, they emailed me yesterday and said that they found some invalid activity going on. So, the thought of it is valid, you just can't click on all your stuff from one computer and make yourself $30 in one day. They kinda caught on. DARN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, moving on to the next ideas :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-428597512134276402?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/428597512134276402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=428597512134276402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/428597512134276402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/428597512134276402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2010/05/adsense.html' title='Adsense'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-2784123119747860605</id><published>2010-04-26T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T15:53:47.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Helping me out!</title><content type='html'>Psssst......Click on my ads at the bottom of the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set an account up for you at Google Adsense and you are able to earn money from other people clicking on your ads. It's working for me! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-2784123119747860605?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/2784123119747860605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=2784123119747860605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/2784123119747860605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/2784123119747860605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2010/04/helping-me-out.html' title='Helping me out!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-3416999364502801339</id><published>2010-04-19T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T22:58:13.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>!Spring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Oh how I LOVE the warm weather!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S81BZNAaE2I/AAAAAAAAA74/BanqagwRkDo/s1600/0413001451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462093824314184546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S81BZNAaE2I/AAAAAAAAA74/BanqagwRkDo/s320/0413001451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Things I love:&lt;br /&gt;Waking up to birds chirping&lt;br /&gt;Falling asleep with the windows open&lt;br /&gt;Car rides with windows wide open&lt;br /&gt;Walking outside with Bailey&lt;br /&gt;Showing her all the beautiful things in the world&lt;br /&gt;Sun bathing!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Soon trips to the pool&lt;br /&gt;Flying Kites&lt;br /&gt;Smell of fresh cut grass&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bar-B-Q's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462087965446531954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S808ELBga3I/AAAAAAAAA7o/_98V-wUfX70/s320/100_3088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462087374535909298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S807hxtb37I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/ClBPW8L4W7k/s320/100_3086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462087387513357906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S807iiDgBlI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/Q_KGSvPHTJg/s320/100_3094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The beautiful flowers that spring up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Kyle was such a sweetheart and when I was at work, he did hours of yard work and I came home to a beautiful flower garden, with a special gerber daisy in the middle, he's so great!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S807i4Mm7XI/AAAAAAAAA7g/n2JNyO2JM_8/s1600/100_3111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462087393457139058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S807i4Mm7XI/AAAAAAAAA7g/n2JNyO2JM_8/s320/100_3111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S807hFaxhAI/AAAAAAAAA7A/nYywRNthkGE/s1600/100_3066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462087362646475778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S807hFaxhAI/AAAAAAAAA7A/nYywRNthkGE/s320/100_3066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lying in the grass on a nice warm day with my family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462086447473765442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S806r0ImLEI/AAAAAAAAA64/QoVI65EqC8E/s320/139_2405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S806rTaeufI/AAAAAAAAA6w/brhOXKOp91c/s1600/139_2408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462086438690404850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S806rTaeufI/AAAAAAAAA6w/brhOXKOp91c/s320/139_2408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462086426367133986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S806qlgYiSI/AAAAAAAAA6o/kWERKX6c4NA/s320/139_2410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bailey is so funny these days. She is no longer an infant, but now a toddler. Time has flown and I have enjoyed these latter months. She definatly has a personality on her. She may look like a Johnson, but she is totally a Wiley! She loves attention and if she is not getting it...she will SCREAM until someone gives it to her. Then she will just turn and smile. She is getting into EVERYTHING! And she's fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her favorite room is the bathroom b/c she know's she is not suppose to be in there. She's the best crumb picker upper ever, and when she crawls, she will squeel until she gets to her momma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She loves all food, will never hold still for diaper changes, but loves her baths. She is a pain to put to bed, but take 2, 2 hr naps (usually). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She pulls herself up on everything, and takes many bonks to the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She says momma, dadda, ni nigh, ba ba, hi fiv, hi dad, and lots more babbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She now talks to herself when she plays with toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thinks everything deserves a clap and waves at everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Has a very high, ear piercing squeel that comes with NO warning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Has adult sized bowel movements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S806qDZfmfI/AAAAAAAAA6g/JW_6MOLwlWA/s1600/100_3078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462086417211431410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S806qDZfmfI/AAAAAAAAA6g/JW_6MOLwlWA/s320/100_3078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462093815180107026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S81BYq-rHRI/AAAAAAAAA7w/QLN9xg7DW8o/s320/0413001325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S806ppcQkcI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/i9prlee3xv4/s1600/100_3107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462086410243707330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S806ppcQkcI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/i9prlee3xv4/s320/100_3107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Bailey has a new favorite place to play. Like I said, she's into EVERYTHING!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462087372813432322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S807hrSw9gI/AAAAAAAAA7I/lVfrUbmL8H4/s320/100_3081.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462093830756892306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S81BZlAd_pI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Tx1mdq8d2AA/s320/0416001510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462093839956125554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S81BaHRvJ3I/AAAAAAAAA8I/8ZPXsu9ucRE/s320/0416001510a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-3416999364502801339?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/3416999364502801339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=3416999364502801339' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/3416999364502801339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/3416999364502801339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring.html' title='!Spring!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S81BZNAaE2I/AAAAAAAAA74/BanqagwRkDo/s72-c/0413001451.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-6292711958087818778</id><published>2010-03-23T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T10:55:20.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun in Florida!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kyle, Bailey, and I took a much needed vacation to Florida last week. We always try to make it in March b/c it is our Anniversary and Spring Training. We arrived Tuesday night the 9th and met up with all my family that is left living in FL, and we ate at Sweet Tomotoes. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451875284551919298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jzr59y5sI/AAAAAAAAA6I/bCOF9yW15rA/s320/139_2156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After dinner, we made the drive to Kississimee where we used Kyle's parents time share. The place was really nice and it actually felt like we had gone on vacation instead of just hopping around house to house visiting with people. We woke up Wednesday morning and thought it would be a great idea to drive to Daytona Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jzrO2-Y7I/AAAAAAAAA6A/_WyQdor1v5Y/s1600-h/139_2166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451875272980587442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jzrO2-Y7I/AAAAAAAAA6A/_WyQdor1v5Y/s320/139_2166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, we didn't realize until we got there that it was Spring Break and Daytona is one of the most famous beaches to celebrate!!! We saw many things we have never seen before and it definately made for a fun time at the beach. We actually made it on the news because there were so many beach brawls, and one happened to break out right by our car. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then went to Daytona 500 race track and Kyle was in Heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451877140371357810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6j1X7boQHI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/1WMSGYHjKjc/s320/139_2177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We drove back to the hotel and had Michele and Roger come stay with us that night. We took Bailey night swimming and she loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jzqUH-YAI/AAAAAAAAA54/JSp-JgTB2lA/s1600-h/139_2188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451875257214197762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jzqUH-YAI/AAAAAAAAA54/JSp-JgTB2lA/s320/139_2188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We hung out that night, went to bed, and then woke up the next morning and headed over to Universal Studios/Islands of Adventure. It started raining and we were nervous about going but the weather worked out perfect and kept the lines very short. We upgraded our tickets and went to both parks and were done with both by 3:00pm. We got in our car and drove off and the rain started pouring. Just in time! &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jzp_8gFrI/AAAAAAAAA5w/PW2WDmgrqDY/s1600-h/139_2193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451875251797366450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jzp_8gFrI/AAAAAAAAA5w/PW2WDmgrqDY/s320/139_2193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we went to Ponderosa for dinner and then walked around Old Towne. Michele started feeling sick and started throwing up. They ended up leaving in the middle of the night and Michele landed herself in the ER with food poisoning/gall bladder attack. Needless to say, we will never eat at Ponderosa again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we woke up Friday morning and it was still raining. We didn't let that damper our day so we put on our ponchos and went for a walk through the nature trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jzTuRaUSI/AAAAAAAAA5o/vRgmdf69dHg/s1600-h/139_2205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451874869096108322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jzTuRaUSI/AAAAAAAAA5o/vRgmdf69dHg/s320/139_2205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jzSxf7N4I/AAAAAAAAA5g/wkXzfg7P958/s1600-h/139_2209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451874852782421890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jzSxf7N4I/AAAAAAAAA5g/wkXzfg7P958/s320/139_2209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Baileys new funny face. She thinks she is so funny and pipes off that smile and makes everyone laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jzSO2b3gI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/uG4GAtuM0uo/s1600-h/139_2220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451874843481595394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jzSO2b3gI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/uG4GAtuM0uo/s320/139_2220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then we tried to take her swimming in the rain and it was just toooooo cold! We ended up going into our huge jetted tub and making our own hot tube. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday we left the hotel in Kississmee and drove to Seminole. We had lunch with Kelli, visited with Shannan Tyson and her momma, and then we headed out to the beach. The weather was around 60's-70's and really windy so we couldn't enjoy the sun as much as we had hoped. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But we bucked up and had fun anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jzRb0HTzI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/4JTE4kcMlkg/s1600-h/139_2234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451874829781651250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jzRb0HTzI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/4JTE4kcMlkg/s320/139_2234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was Bailey's first time on a beach and she was loving life. We gave her a shell, and of course, went straight into her mouth, followed by handfuls of sand. Oh well!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jzQ1uPCTI/AAAAAAAAA5I/8xf_EYJGdsI/s1600-h/139_2235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451874819556444466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jzQ1uPCTI/AAAAAAAAA5I/8xf_EYJGdsI/s320/139_2235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jyLC_y78I/AAAAAAAAA5A/Zn00GxyLVSU/s1600-h/139_2239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451873620528918466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jyLC_y78I/AAAAAAAAA5A/Zn00GxyLVSU/s320/139_2239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We headed back to Micheles that night and had Sam, Jackie, and Kamryn come over for a game of Cornhole and Smores by the fire. We stayed up until the wee hours of the night talking, and freezing our butts off outside, but had tons of fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jyKlv3DpI/AAAAAAAAA44/nwxeJ8SufRE/s1600-h/139_2256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451873612677451410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jyKlv3DpI/AAAAAAAAA44/nwxeJ8SufRE/s320/139_2256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunday we headed down to Ft. Myers for the Red Sox vs Mets Spring Training game. Weather was beautiful this day and we all got fried, including poor Bailey's little arms. Everyone called her a boy this day but Kyle was still proud of his little girl in her Red Sox gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jyKN6rLhI/AAAAAAAAA4w/tlXEf5jEXPU/s1600-h/139_2276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451873606280359442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jyKN6rLhI/AAAAAAAAA4w/tlXEf5jEXPU/s320/139_2276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jyJhVtkfI/AAAAAAAAA4o/MlgC65bLneU/s1600-h/139_2285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451873594314166770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jyJhVtkfI/AAAAAAAAA4o/MlgC65bLneU/s320/139_2285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night we headed back and stayed the night with Tiffeny and the girls. They LOVED Bailey so much and all had a blast together. I have never heard Bailey laugh so hard and she did when the girls were playing with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jyJKt8nMI/AAAAAAAAA4g/xl1EJkupF88/s1600-h/139_2296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451873588241800386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jyJKt8nMI/AAAAAAAAA4g/xl1EJkupF88/s320/139_2296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Monday we went to Tarpon Springs Sponge Docks and met up with Alicia for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451872554209211762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jxM-pXdXI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/rNskEwDO34I/s320/139_2302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Then headed to Fred Howard beach and it was FREEZING!! Kyle and the girls were brave and even got in the water, while Tiff, Dad, Bailey and I sat on the beach completly wrapped up in towels, shivvering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451872559414639426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jxNSCb-0I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/zeGtf8OI-3c/s320/139_2308.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;That night we went to CiCi's pizza and then spent the rest of the night bowling. Yes, I worked EVERYONE! hahah, had to show all the boys up :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jxMTTPLpI/AAAAAAAAA4I/E0ZiLP4-VzA/s1600-h/139_2327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451872542573670034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jxMTTPLpI/AAAAAAAAA4I/E0ZiLP4-VzA/s320/139_2327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday came way too soon and we had to say goodbye to everyone. We had so much fun hanging with Taylor and Aliyah. They were such good helpers and awesome cousins to Bailey. I can't wait until we can see them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jxLHXGvuI/AAAAAAAAA34/DsFVaNb5Mqc/s1600-h/139_2329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451872522188799714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jxLHXGvuI/AAAAAAAAA34/DsFVaNb5Mqc/s320/139_2329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spent the last few hours of our time in Fl at Clearwater Beach!! Best beach in the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, it was really chilly so we were all bundled up. Bailey loved her first swing ride and she giggled everytime she went up b/c it tickled her belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451872534455928578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jxL1D0RwI/AAAAAAAAA4A/aubqrwb_sDQ/s320/139_2333.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Oh, the famous turtle on Clearwater. I have many pictures with this turtle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jugf2mKsI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zq3UAOxxTAc/s1600-h/139_2345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451869591005702850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jugf2mKsI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zq3UAOxxTAc/s320/139_2345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jufltduyI/AAAAAAAAA3o/sk1cDwIwFXw/s1600-h/139_2347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451869575398144802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jufltduyI/AAAAAAAAA3o/sk1cDwIwFXw/s320/139_2347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jufIroeBI/AAAAAAAAA3g/08kwCdI4S4w/s1600-h/139_2354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451869567605831698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jufIroeBI/AAAAAAAAA3g/08kwCdI4S4w/s320/139_2354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bailey loving the so so soft sand. She didn't eat it that time tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jueqER6RI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/nim5CNIkODY/s1600-h/139_2364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451869559387711762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jueqER6RI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/nim5CNIkODY/s320/139_2364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jud3qCAYI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/NByL05wNk9c/s1600-h/139_2372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451869545855844738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jud3qCAYI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/NByL05wNk9c/s320/139_2372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a wonderful vacation to Florida and I almost convinced Kyle to move back. It was so nice to see and visit with so many people and to let Bailey see and explore new things. We plan on headed back to Florida next April for a wedding!!?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got home from Florida and 2 days later was our 4 year anniversary. We celebrated low key and had Kyles mom come watch Bailey while we went on a little date. It's crazy that I have been with Kyle for over 5 years now. He is the best husband I could ask her. He puts up with me so well, even when I'm being annoying :) I love you Kyle and thanks for all you do. Kyle is a wonderful father as well and loves his little girl. I am so blessed to have both of them in my life!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-6292711958087818778?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/6292711958087818778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=6292711958087818778' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/6292711958087818778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/6292711958087818778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2010/03/fun-in-florida.html' title='Fun in Florida!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S6jzr59y5sI/AAAAAAAAA6I/bCOF9yW15rA/s72-c/139_2156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-994886570690975022</id><published>2010-03-02T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T12:00:31.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I mention:</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bailey crawls so good&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She waves so good, and will find anything or anybody to wave at. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shakes her head up and down including her whole body. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She head butts her carseat every time we put her in it. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She babbles like crazy and I just wish I could understand what she was saying. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Throws her binkie out of her crib now&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loves to sleep on her belly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We are going to Florida next week!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh yea, and my Mom and MARRIED!!!!!!!! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-994886570690975022?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/994886570690975022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=994886570690975022' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/994886570690975022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/994886570690975022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2010/03/did-i-mention.html' title='Did I mention:'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-8611443787328353113</id><published>2010-02-24T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T11:18:23.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So much to Blog!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S4V4mAEELWI/AAAAAAAAA2s/CGVgjLhD8AY/s1600-h/139_2107.JPG"&gt;Where do I start!! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lets start at the first of Febuary:&lt;br /&gt;Bailey started crawling the beginning of Febuary (7 months). I am trying to download a video if I can figure it out. She is so cute. She started just pelvic thrusting the floor and then she got real excited and started kicking her legs. Then the movement began. Now she is a pro! She goes from across the rooms, and even made it into the kitchen last night. She will get up on all fours but doesn't like to crawl that way. She is so adorable and fun, and I love to be with her and play all day :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441888318994525538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S4V4mAEELWI/AAAAAAAAA2s/CGVgjLhD8AY/s320/139_2107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is how I found her sleeping. I thought it was so adorable. She loves to sleep on her belly now! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S4V4lsDEDVI/AAAAAAAAA2k/sRmuxCKc0CA/s1600-h/139_2111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441888313621613906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S4V4lsDEDVI/AAAAAAAAA2k/sRmuxCKc0CA/s320/139_2111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyle dressed her for church! Didn't he do a GREAT job!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S4V4kZ5rKgI/AAAAAAAAA2U/L7F-16mcLjc/s1600-h/0217001255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441888291570526722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S4V4kZ5rKgI/AAAAAAAAA2U/L7F-16mcLjc/s320/0217001255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how she tries to escape from her high chair if I'm not feeding her fast enough. This girl loves to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S4V4jxTAzCI/AAAAAAAAA2M/Azyy9-fxwmU/s1600-h/0218001507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441888280670948386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S4V4jxTAzCI/AAAAAAAAA2M/Azyy9-fxwmU/s320/0218001507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyle thought he was going crazy b/c he was certain he put her pants back on her. lol, she crawled out of the because the legs were too long on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S4V2Od7MIjI/AAAAAAAAA1s/HWAE_JTXmV0/s1600-h/0218001645a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441885715670245938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S4V2Od7MIjI/AAAAAAAAA1s/HWAE_JTXmV0/s320/0218001645a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My smart girl, thinking so hard with her fingers perfectly interlocked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441891177969613090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S4V7Mak1-SI/AAAAAAAAA20/Ctu8Ov4cUS0/s320/139_2106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;She does so good sitting up too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My best friend (one of them:)) Katy had her baby on Feb. 10 at 2:50 am after trying a VBAC and laboring for 2 days on pitocin. Her body didn't want to do it so they gave in and had the C-Section. Kya Jayne Watson was 8 lbs 1 oz. 19 in long. She is healthy and beautiful. Thanks for all the prayers for them as they had a traumatic experience with their first born son, Keegan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441883403913439282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S4V0H59aqDI/AAAAAAAAA1E/hf9WLF0cjRA/s320/Kya+jayne+watson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441883413492743570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S4V0IdpTPZI/AAAAAAAAA1M/eQx97ta3sBs/s320/139_2080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Bailey got really sick so I took her to the Dr. and she had a mild ear infections and RSV. I'm grateful I work in the ER b/c I just took her in and suctioned out her nose so she could breath for a few days. She couldn't sleep unless we held her upright so needless to say, we didn't sleep etiher. It's been 2 weeks and we all still have a leftover cough and some runny noses. Tis the season for RSV. This is us both sick and she was so cuddly!! She loves to give momma kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441883429187894706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S4V0JYHUPbI/AAAAAAAAA1c/tXNnm-SvtnE/s320/139_2102.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Valentines Day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kyle is such a sweetheart! I love him so much and I truly am lucky for my wonderful husband I fell in love with! He treats me so good and I couldn't have asked for a more loving man. He puts up with my stupid, silly, hilarious actually jokes, that he sees no humor in. He just shakes his head and moves on. haha. He always helps me around the house, cooks dinner occationally, is perfect with Bailey, rubs my feet (even my long nasty toes), thinks my after baby body is still beautiful and sexy, tries all his might to make me laugh, and whenever is woken up by me in the middle of the night, he sits up in bed and greets me with a huge smile and hug. (If he ever wakes me...watch out, the beast is awake) lol. So I had to work all weekend and while I was at work he snuck out with my sister and went to Costco. I woke up one morning and told me we were playing HOT and COLD to find my present! So being still a little cranky from waking up, I was getting irratated b/c I didn't think he was doing it right. Well, I finally found it and it was an: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441883396025939106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 88px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S4V0Hck49KI/AAAAAAAAA08/2gZKW2M-n6s/s320/Ipod.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yep! He got me an Ipod Touch! It's amazing, I love it! It will come in handy on our trip to Florida in 2 weeks! So then we were all sick so we stayed home from church and just hung out, which hasn't happened in a long time. Then we put Bailey down for a nap and got through half of a romantic quiet dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441883419463654258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S4V0Iz44G3I/AAAAAAAAA1U/UXRIJ4RSugk/s320/139_2104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was very low key but that is fine by us. Kyle got some basketball shoes for his gift. That's what he wanted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craft Night:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Annalee came over yesterday and we made fabric roses and hair bows. It was so much fun. We haven't hung out in forever! We were missing Allie though, just wasn't the same. The fabric roses were so cool and so easy to make! They can go on hair clips or even on a head band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441885739595672850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S4V2P3DdLRI/AAAAAAAAA18/ZzW4OWG-8lE/s320/139_2116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441885751604068994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S4V2QjyewoI/AAAAAAAAA2E/DhFOCSxXQX4/s320/139_2117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441885722331655698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S4V2O2vZLhI/AAAAAAAAA10/uGHnUov7cco/s320/139_2112.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Annalee displaying them all in her hair!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441888303176381522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S4V4lFIudFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/YBxdkZfZh7c/s320/139_2119.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-8611443787328353113?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/8611443787328353113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=8611443787328353113' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/8611443787328353113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/8611443787328353113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-much-to-blog.html' title='So much to Blog!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S4V4mAEELWI/AAAAAAAAA2s/CGVgjLhD8AY/s72-c/139_2107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-9113164036646905862</id><published>2010-02-08T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T14:03:55.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend in Wyoming</title><content type='html'>This was the first weekend I have had off since Bailey was born so we were trying to have a get-a-way. We were suppose to go to Vegas with our friends but that didn't work out. So Kyle's cousin was getting married Saturday in Wyoming so we thought we should head up to Wyoming. We stayed with Kyle's brother Jared and wife Heidi. They are awesome and we always have a good time up there. We arrived Friday afternoon and the boys and kids took off to go ice fishing all night. Heidi invited some girls over and we had girls night. Well, we mostly talked about our children and then we watched Emma. I have a hard time following those British type movies, so I kept asking questions and then finally gave up and just played with Bailey and Bryell. Good thing Beth wasn't that into it either. lol. Then the guys came home late that night and we all went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday we woke up and hung out. The boys and kids went sledding while Bailey and I took a nap. Then the awesome wedding began. Now, I'm from Florida so I've never seen anything like it. They got married in a barn. Everything was Camoflauge including the wedding dress, wedding party attire, cake, centerpieces, and I'm sure there was more. The wedding party danced down the isle to some country song, quick ceremony, danced back down the isle, served BBQ beef sandwiches, fruit punch, and shelled peanuts. To say the least, it was very interesting. Oh, everyone was in jeans but Kyle and I didn't get the memo soon enough so we were highly overdressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S3CF6qZJDFI/AAAAAAAAA0U/XXAxyb0uawg/s1600-h/139_2013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435991993094835282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S3CF6qZJDFI/AAAAAAAAA0U/XXAxyb0uawg/s320/139_2013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Groom dancing down the isle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S3CF6HJAPUI/AAAAAAAAA0M/o-8irzprx-0/s1600-h/139_2015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435991983631908162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S3CF6HJAPUI/AAAAAAAAA0M/o-8irzprx-0/s320/139_2015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The wedding party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S3CF54fXg0I/AAAAAAAAA0E/3ag9igmHIsY/s1600-h/139_2027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435991979699176258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S3CF54fXg0I/AAAAAAAAA0E/3ag9igmHIsY/s320/139_2027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Camo Cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S3CF5TaY76I/AAAAAAAAAz8/6rYwI6PGvHg/s1600-h/139_2029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435991969746186146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S3CF5TaY76I/AAAAAAAAAz8/6rYwI6PGvHg/s320/139_2029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bride, Groom and Kyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the wedding, played games, then went to bed. Sunday we hung out and I chopped all my hair off and got highlighted. Then they made Prime Rib and mashed potatoes with lots of other snacks and watched Super Bowl. After the game was over we packed up and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good to get away for the weekend and spend some time with Kyle and Bailey. Bailey also had tons of fun playing ang getting to know her cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S3CFg0WADCI/AAAAAAAAAz0/Az5-gFWxfrU/s1600-h/139_2032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435991549089418274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S3CFg0WADCI/AAAAAAAAAz0/Az5-gFWxfrU/s320/139_2032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bath Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S3CFgYZi-II/AAAAAAAAAzs/SWTq52NR6DY/s1600-h/139_2033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435991541588097154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S3CFgYZi-II/AAAAAAAAAzs/SWTq52NR6DY/s320/139_2033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S3CFf5Cmb8I/AAAAAAAAAzk/erl32Q-0ylI/s1600-h/139_2039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435991533170356162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S3CFf5Cmb8I/AAAAAAAAAzk/erl32Q-0ylI/s320/139_2039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyle was teaching his neices how to change a diaper. Bailey was loving all the attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S3CFfZ7OjiI/AAAAAAAAAzc/8ZI71Lx5tF8/s1600-h/139_2042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435991524817931810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S3CFfZ7OjiI/AAAAAAAAAzc/8ZI71Lx5tF8/s320/139_2042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bailey riding a goat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S3CFe2jVPcI/AAAAAAAAAzU/lL-LTFqtvQQ/s1600-h/139_2045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435991515322465730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S3CFe2jVPcI/AAAAAAAAAzU/lL-LTFqtvQQ/s320/139_2045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And getting to know the horses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S3CFDjZsuaI/AAAAAAAAAzM/5dTuPGTffOg/s1600-h/139_2047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435991046325320098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S3CFDjZsuaI/AAAAAAAAAzM/5dTuPGTffOg/s320/139_2047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Family photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S3CFDCHyFhI/AAAAAAAAAzE/nCXLwcvKAJM/s1600-h/139_2049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435991037391803922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S3CFDCHyFhI/AAAAAAAAAzE/nCXLwcvKAJM/s320/139_2049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riding the pony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S3CFC24IW0I/AAAAAAAAAy8/vWdsYfGUWfc/s1600-h/139_2051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435991034373364546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S3CFC24IW0I/AAAAAAAAAy8/vWdsYfGUWfc/s320/139_2051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enjoying the warm fire place after playing outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S3CFCdnY5gI/AAAAAAAAAy0/E45u60cxL70/s1600-h/139_2053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435991027592259074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S3CFCdnY5gI/AAAAAAAAAy0/E45u60cxL70/s320/139_2053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing ball with cousin Elise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S3CFBuyPdHI/AAAAAAAAAys/kzfvvW42dM0/s1600-h/139_2060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435991015021311090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S3CFBuyPdHI/AAAAAAAAAys/kzfvvW42dM0/s320/139_2060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Funny faces &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435995610360782178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S3CJNNwjHWI/AAAAAAAAA00/KuZE6H60Ekk/s320/139_2057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435995599516957154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S3CJMlXLeeI/AAAAAAAAA0s/LFiIzfU3CBs/s320/139_2061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435992002957286450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S3CF7PIiHDI/AAAAAAAAA0c/6C3G4-qdfR8/s320/139_2010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Cuddling with kyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, today Katy is going into the hospital to have her baby. She will get checked out to see if she can have a VBAC, if not, she will have a C-Section. Everyone pray for her that her baby will come out healthy and free of complications. I'm so excited for them to get to hold their little baby girl and experience parenthood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-9113164036646905862?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/9113164036646905862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=9113164036646905862' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/9113164036646905862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/9113164036646905862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2010/02/weekend-in-wyoming.html' title='Weekend in Wyoming'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S3CF6qZJDFI/AAAAAAAAA0U/XXAxyb0uawg/s72-c/139_2013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-4111003127190693438</id><published>2010-01-21T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T13:21:15.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 1/2 months!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bailey is now 6 1/2 months, going on 7 on the 30th of January. She is becoming such a fun individual. I honestly find myself sitting around on the couch and on the floor just playing with her all day. She wakes up happy, then we eat breakfast and play, then she goes down for about a 2 hr nap, wakes up happy, eat and play some more, run some errands, goes back down for a nap, play, eat dinner, and then she goes to bed around 7:30-8 pm. She will usually wake up a few times just to get her binkie and then will wake up around 11:30pm to eat again and then sleep till morning. It's really not too bad, and it helps that she takes good naps now so I can nap too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We went to the Dr's this morning and these were her stats:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Weight: 18.65 lbs 95%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Head: 44.4 cm 85%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Height: 27 in. 75 %&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She is a very healthy girl and very interactive and curious. She still has a mind of her own and knows what she wants. Anytime I turn my back or leave the room she makes it known that she does not like that. She wants attention at all hours of the day. She can now roll like a champ, crawl backwards, do a complete 360 in the crib, scream very high pitches, kind of wave, loves playing with daddy when he comes home from work, will reach for something until she gets it, will look around you like you're in her way if she is trying to see something, and much much more. I catch her sometimes just looking at her hands, amazed at how they move, trying to wiggle all her fingers, its just so darn fun to watch her learn and grow. She is so fun to be around and hang out with. I love my little girl and look forward to the great times we will have together as Mother and daughter.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S1ipSXHrVVI/AAAAAAAAAyk/Tyyyd8gHLSA/s1600-h/0117001612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429275483704087890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S1ipSXHrVVI/AAAAAAAAAyk/Tyyyd8gHLSA/s320/0117001612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bailey getting ready for church! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S1ipR2tvZdI/AAAAAAAAAyc/qw1rcwI_rts/s1600-h/0119001837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429275475005367762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S1ipR2tvZdI/AAAAAAAAAyc/qw1rcwI_rts/s320/0119001837.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how we fed her at the restuarant while we were eating. It was cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S1ipRsVS3OI/AAAAAAAAAyU/7S2MxdTHrMI/s1600-h/0115000905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429275472218479842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S1ipRsVS3OI/AAAAAAAAAyU/7S2MxdTHrMI/s320/0115000905.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baileys good morning face. This was taken for her Auntie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S1ipRCi-8GI/AAAAAAAAAyM/D1asyxiBu58/s1600-h/0114001801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429275461001605218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S1ipRCi-8GI/AAAAAAAAAyM/D1asyxiBu58/s320/0114001801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyle was getting irratated bc Bailey kept trying to grab his food so this was his solution. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S1ipQtugx8I/AAAAAAAAAyE/tTbeeQgvUD0/s1600-h/0113001421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429275455412815810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S1ipQtugx8I/AAAAAAAAAyE/tTbeeQgvUD0/s320/0113001421.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bailey going on our walk in the bright sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh ya, she loves big girl food now. Her favorites are quash, zuccinni (sp?), and sweet potatoes. Not too fond of carrots and mashed potatoes haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kyle and I are doing good. We decided the other day we were perfect for each other and we never fight. We are still looking to buy our perfect 1st home and Kyle is still searching for jobs. I am still working at the ER part time and loving it. We have had some pretty awesome Trauma's lately. I just recertified my EMT and looking to get back in school.  We are going to Florida in March for a much needed vacation. Other than that, nothing is new, just love being our little family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/420916043254005890-4111003127190693438?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/4111003127190693438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=4111003127190693438' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/4111003127190693438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/4111003127190693438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2010/01/6-12-months.html' title='6 1/2 months!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S1ipSXHrVVI/AAAAAAAAAyk/Tyyyd8gHLSA/s72-c/0117001612.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-615376308903315874</id><published>2010-01-05T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:25:46.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>Christmas was a blast with a child, I have to say. Even though Bailey is still young it makes you think about life more and the real meaning of Christmas, and look forward to the years to come. I kept telling Bailey the story of the birth of Christ. It went something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So Bailey, guess what? We are about the celebrate the birth of Christ, thats what Christmas is all about. And Mary rode into town on a donkey, 9 months pregnant!! I'm sure that wasn't very comfortable. And then they tried to get a room at the Inn, and no one would let her in, so she had to give birth in a stable...with animals all around her, with no epidural, and laying on hay! OUCH, I bet that hurt. I can't imagine giving birth that way. I wonder if she was cranky, being all dirty like that and that animals making all that noise? Well, she managed I guess because she gave natural child birth to our Savior, Jesus Christ, and he was healthy and happy. Thank goodness. Boy Bailey, I'm sure grateful for modern day medicine and a nice hospital room that was clean!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to say the least, it got me thinking of everything I'm blessed with and so grateful for everything I have in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, My dad came into town 2 days before Christmas. Then we had a big Christmas Eve dinner at my house with me cooking my 1st turkey, with my dads help. Dinner was wonderful. My mom was there too so my parents spend most the night otgether in the same room. I was very impressed with them both, they did great, with a little awkwardness, lol. Then we all opened one present and hung out, played Wii till the wee hours of the morning. We woke up Christmas morning and had breakfast and then sat down to open gifts. We put Bailey down for a nap so we could get through most of Christmas. Then she woke up and we let her open her gifts. She would hold onto the paper and I would turn the box so all the paper would come off.&lt;br /&gt;My mom made it over around 2 and we opened her gifts. I gotta love my mom's gift giving, you never know what you're going to get. lol. Then we just hung out the rest of the day and relaxed and ate left overs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423333465980086914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S0ONDaI7KoI/AAAAAAAAAwU/xQeUlHbN8LE/s320/139_1934.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kyles first time carving a turkey, he was so proud! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423333473460579346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S0OND2AabBI/AAAAAAAAAwc/9TDoOnZqWl0/s320/139_1940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our Little Family&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423333494836478594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S0ONFFo0woI/AAAAAAAAAw0/MDLSnYDJobc/s320/139_1963.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423333486454820722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S0ONEmaez3I/AAAAAAAAAws/Vh9K28EcL3g/s320/139_1958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423333476889033122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S0ONECx0eaI/AAAAAAAAAwk/2pvpw_0UpoE/s320/139_1955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bailey's first gift! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423334105083397602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S0ONom_BxeI/AAAAAAAAAw8/QhaR_8NlgEs/s320/139_1990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is what Morgan and Heidi got for her. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423334115774289938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S0ONpOz72BI/AAAAAAAAAxE/ykaD8FXM2II/s320/139_1994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is what you get when I go to work and Kyle plays dress up with Bailey. Notice her adorable cowgirl boots I found at Savers for $3.50!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423334544327588242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S0OOCLTAOZI/AAAAAAAAAx8/wOoGjEANLQs/s320/cowgirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New Years:We got invited over to our friends house, Phil and Karen. We ate awesome food all night, played games, they had a tanning bed so I got a sun tan while Kyle hung out in the hot tub, and then we welcomed in the new year. Bailey was so good for us and we had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S0ONpTreMbI/AAAAAAAAAxM/E1_hU_ZblaU/s1600-h/0101001435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423334117080969650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S0ONpTreMbI/AAAAAAAAAxM/E1_hU_ZblaU/s320/0101001435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423334130410788722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S0ONqFVjF3I/AAAAAAAAAxc/3mA6KnES8P8/s320/0101001600a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Bailey has totally picked up onm rolling over. This is how I found her after a trip to the restroom. She is getting so fun and so interactive. I love this age. By far, the best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423334128657576338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S0ONp-zjMZI/AAAAAAAAAxU/J2l-6XN_jJY/s320/0101001444a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;She rolled over and her bow fell down, she was trying to look at me through the lace, I thought it was so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423334534404553906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S0OOBmVKvLI/AAAAAAAAAxs/JxbWJyRnz58/s320/0102001943.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Flash game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423334528914926018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S0OOBR4VqcI/AAAAAAAAAxk/Kv1q8bB_Cyk/s320/0102001704a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We also took Bailey to the Rec Center and took her swimming for the first time. She LOVED the water which I was surprised b/c it was way too cold for me. Her lips were purple but she didn't seem to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423334543549343186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S0OOCIZdJdI/AAAAAAAAAx0/gbfM8HsY35I/s320/1229091526a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although this was a wonderful holiday season, we had to take time to think about my best friends baby who would have been a year old on December 29th. He passed away after only 5 days on this earth. He was adorable and very loved. Even though he was here for a short time, he made miracles happen and brought families closer together. Katy and Jason were sealed to Keegan on his one year birthday and I was blessed to be a part of that and feel his wonderful spirit in the temple. We love you Keegan! You are always in our thoughts. Katy is now pregnant with a baby girl and will be here in a month!!! &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/420916043254005890-615376308903315874?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/615376308903315874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=615376308903315874' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/615376308903315874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/615376308903315874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2010/01/merry-christmas-and-happy-new-year.html' title='Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/S0ONDaI7KoI/AAAAAAAAAwU/xQeUlHbN8LE/s72-c/139_1934.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-342125666505047334</id><published>2009-12-02T14:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T19:29:35.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting my blessings!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; So lots has happened since my last post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1st of all, I'm very grateful to still have a place to live. Halloween day our landlord called and wanted to talk. He broke the news to us that since he had been staying in the downstairs of our house he hadn't been feeling very good and after many test, he tested for Meth and it was positive. We then did a test upstairs and waited over a week to hear the results. The health department called and told us it was positive as well. I started packing all the important things and hid them so they couldn't take them away from me. They then called back and said that the level wasn't high enough to condemn the house so we could stay. Still kinda scary right? They said if we just wipe the walls down and have the carpets cleaned then it wouldn't test positive again b/c the levels were so low. Thank the Lord on that one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In that week we were waiting to hear, we started looking for homes to buy. We got pre-approved and found one we liked. The more we prayed about it and then heard we could stay in our house, we never put the official offer down and have been taking our time to find the right place for us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the mean time, Bailey has been growing like a weed. She is now 5 months old and I can't believe it!! She sprouted over night I swear. She has learned and developed so much this past month. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Things Bailey loves to do now:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;loves to bite on her fingers or anything she can get ahold of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Drool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cry when I leave the room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Try to eat anything and everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Can say Da-da-da-da-da&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Smile at everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Capable of rolling over but has only done it very few times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tries to roll off her changing mat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;look in the mirror&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not sleep very long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when she does wake up in the middle of the night, she thinks it's time to play and talks and smiles. Only way to get her back to sleep is hold her all night and bring her in my bed for the last few hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pull away and look at anything while nursing, yes, still attached!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Loves watching Price is Right with Mommy before taking her morning nap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;puckers her lips like she's giving a kiss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The list can go on and on. It seems like everyday is a new thing and I love it. Oh she hasn't been very good at giggling so I try to show her how. She now just tries to suck in air and it makes a really funny high pitch noise. I love it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Bailey mesmorized by the water coming out. She loves her baths. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410776498718029202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Sxbwjt0etZI/AAAAAAAAAvI/75Wvp_SVNRU/s320/139_1883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bailey looks kind of funny here but this was her very first time trying the Rice cereal. She wasn't a huge fan. I give it to her every couple of days and now she is getting the hang out it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410776487911635762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SxbwjFkCOzI/AAAAAAAAAvA/8F0lYnF_XLw/s320/139_1876.JPG" border="0" /&gt; My mom brought over this Christmas outfit. I thought it was sooo cute with the hat. haha&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410787995195742354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Sxb7A5iXGJI/AAAAAAAAAvg/4n6wxVrm97E/s320/1124091759a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this picture. She is just too cute to handle. Gosh I love my little girl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Sxb7BTONuxI/AAAAAAAAAvo/m5ViFGg0AuY/s1600-h/1125091538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410788002090564370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Sxb7BTONuxI/AAAAAAAAAvo/m5ViFGg0AuY/s320/1125091538.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;THANKSGIVING:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Thanksgiving we had it at Kyle's sister-in-laws house here in Orem. We usually in the past have had it with the whole extended Johnson family but it has just gotten too big. It was nice having it at a house rather than the church building. We ate lots and lots and then the men watched the kids and all the girls went to New Moon. (it was ehh...Alright)&lt;br /&gt;Then the Saturday after, Heidi and I drove to Ogden to my Graums house and had our Thanksgiving there with my mom and Aunt.&lt;br /&gt;This was way past Baileys bedtime, and my moms Halloween costume wig that she wore to dinner. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't imagine her with a full head of hair. ha&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410788011651971618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Sxb7B211OiI/AAAAAAAAAvw/Gxo30-rzADg/s320/1128092200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle and I had his neice babysit while we went to the BYU football game. It was awesome and so nice to actually go somewhere with my husband alone. We had a blast!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Sxb7AXiO7JI/AAAAAAAAAvY/aGB1pHfsm00/s1600-h/1121091512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410787986068401298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Sxb7AXiO7JI/AAAAAAAAAvY/aGB1pHfsm00/s320/1121091512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My good friend Ashley had her baby this past week. Her baby Brynlee only weighed 6lbs so she was 2 lbs lighter than Bailey. It is crazy to think in only 5 months they can grow so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410788016432443842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Sxb7CIplccI/AAAAAAAAAv4/Erxt-ZEeVaU/s320/1130091612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this Thanksgiving season, it has made me really think of all that I have and I am so grateful for all of it! I'm grateful I have a great, beautiful, healthy baby girl that brightens my life each and every day. I'm so thankful that I have a wonderful husband who really and truly is so amazing to me and Bailey. He helps out so much and never gets mad at his silly wife. I love this little family we have created and thank my Heavnely Father each day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm grateful for our families and friends who are so wonderful to us and supportive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For our health, home, and jobs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the gospel in my life and all it brings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SxbwyDsfEfI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/FRn0rCZq4Uo/s1600-h/139_1880.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/420916043254005890-342125666505047334?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/342125666505047334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=342125666505047334' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/342125666505047334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/342125666505047334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2009/12/counting-my-blessings.html' title='Counting my blessings!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Sxbwjt0etZI/AAAAAAAAAvI/75Wvp_SVNRU/s72-c/139_1883.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-6061513213744066094</id><published>2009-11-03T11:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T13:43:02.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Update</title><content type='html'>It's Fall time, the leaves have changed, and so has Bailey. This is a beautiful time of year although, it's getting too cold, too fast. Here is my updates:&lt;br /&gt; Bailey is now 4 months of age and I am proud to announce that she is growing out of her Colicy state of life which had been pure torture. Now that those first 3 months are over, I can say that they were not my favorite!! Month 4 has brought a whole new life and attitute to our little girl. I can actually put her in her car seat and she not scream the whole entire drive. My arm loves this b/c I would drive everywhere with one arm trying to find the binkie and her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;She wakes up with a smile in the mornings and we bring her into bed and lay with her while she talks, babbles, blows bubbles, and girgles now. Mornings are the best part of my day.&lt;br /&gt;She actually will take naps now.&lt;br /&gt;She fell asleep on her own a few times...but don't get too excited though, she was already alseep and then when she wakes, we hurry in and put the pacifier back in her mouth and cover her eyes and she can usually fall back to sleep. Otherwise, it takes an hour to nurse and rock her back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;She usually will sleep for a stretch of 6-8 hours, wake up and eat, and then go back down for 3-4 more. Can't complain!&lt;br /&gt;She had her 4 month check-up today!&lt;br /&gt;She is weighing in at 14 lbs. 10 ounces (75%)&lt;br /&gt;heighth is 24.5 inches (60%)&lt;br /&gt;head is 41.8 centimeters (75%)&lt;br /&gt;Shes a growing girl! I also took her to Primary's to get her skin situation all checked out. She has Pigmentary Mosaicism, human language: she's my multi-colored child!! haha, I always wanted one. That means her skin choose to be different colors in certain areas on her body and I'm just lucky it's not all over her face. She said not to worry its just how God made Bailey :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399971183650647250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SvCNLmbXrNI/AAAAAAAAAtg/mUYRcdYYC54/s320/139_1824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This was Baileys first experience with another baby. Thats Max, Kyles best friends baby, and he is 7 months old. We should thank Max b/c the night we found out Jesse and his wife were expecting, was the day we concieved Bailey! lol TMI? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everytime Bailey would make a noise, Max thought she was upset and he would start to cry. It was cute. He's doing to take her on her 1st date, while Kyle sits on the porch with the shot gun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Kyle has now found his new passion in life. While I was at work, Bailey, Kyle and my mom went out for a little photo shoot in our backyard leaves. There were plenty to choose from but these are my favorites!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SvCQbxBrJuI/AAAAAAAAAuY/VeFiNGhBa1o/s1600-h/139_1862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399974759908452066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SvCQbxBrJuI/AAAAAAAAAuY/VeFiNGhBa1o/s320/139_1862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAHAHAHA, she totally learned that face from her mommy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SvCQbVaws2I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/efWuWCvoNRU/s1600-h/139_1852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399974752497480546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SvCQbVaws2I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/efWuWCvoNRU/s320/139_1852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SvCQaycz0iI/AAAAAAAAAuI/dUq73JqBCNs/s1600-h/139_1848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399974743110832674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SvCQaycz0iI/AAAAAAAAAuI/dUq73JqBCNs/s320/139_1848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She looks like a football player in this picture above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SvCNNUEW3CI/AAAAAAAAAuA/R493fEt0L4c/s1600-h/139_1839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399971213082024994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SvCNNUEW3CI/AAAAAAAAAuA/R493fEt0L4c/s320/139_1839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haha, just makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SvCNM2nCtPI/AAAAAAAAAt4/kZAL093xeIQ/s1600-h/139_1836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399971205174441202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SvCNM2nCtPI/AAAAAAAAAt4/kZAL093xeIQ/s320/139_1836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Is it cruel that my favorite ones are when she is crying and making funny faces??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SvCNMl-x3YI/AAAAAAAAAtw/8X6gdoqbroI/s1600-h/139_1875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399971200710598018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SvCNMl-x3YI/AAAAAAAAAtw/8X6gdoqbroI/s320/139_1875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bailey decided to help daddy with the laundry and she now takes anything she can get her hands on and puts it up to her face. How cute is that? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So for Halloween we dressed her up as a Ladybug and I was her momma Ladybug. Kyle was originally supposed to be a spider man so we could all be bugs but he wore red and black so he just fit in with our costumes. Baileys cheeks were so big they were protruding out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399974771205453202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SvCQcbHFtZI/AAAAAAAAAug/uOpPoqkfMmw/s320/139_1868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399974787236660690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SvCQdW1OhdI/AAAAAAAAAuo/yIyBDRU-IcI/s320/139_1872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399975348279989346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SvCQ-A4YVGI/AAAAAAAAAu4/aF2XMG4WoGA/s320/139_1865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399975342620743042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SvCQ9rzHFYI/AAAAAAAAAuw/ltG-bExuojw/s320/139_1874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We went to the Allphins Halloween party that they have every year. They had home made chili and clam chowder, donuts, apple cider and rootbeer. MmmMmm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we just went and hung out at Kyles parents house and then went to bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this made me real excited. I went to ShopKo a few weeks back and they had this thing if you bought $25 in P&amp;amp;G brand items then you got this whole breast cancer awareness cooking set for FREE!!! So I used my coupons and bought diapers and a few other things and then I got this in the mail the other day. Isn't it sooooo cute?? I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SvCNMKHatTI/AAAAAAAAAto/Pj5Sc_VhVZ4/s1600-h/139_1829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399971193230636338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SvCNMKHatTI/AAAAAAAAAto/Pj5Sc_VhVZ4/s320/139_1829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so life has gotten so much better these past few weeks. Bailey is the light and love of my life. Kyle loves taking care of her when I'm off to work. They have bonded and she loves her daddy but not as much as her mommy ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are also house shopping. We might have to move out of our home we live in now soon so we are looking for our perfect home to buy. Kyle is still searching for a new job and I am back to work part time at the ER and love every minute of it. We are all healthy and loving being a family of three!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-6061513213744066094?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/6061513213744066094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=6061513213744066094' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/6061513213744066094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/6061513213744066094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall-update.html' title='Fall Update'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SvCNLmbXrNI/AAAAAAAAAtg/mUYRcdYYC54/s72-c/139_1824.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-8198892402443335140</id><published>2009-10-18T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T21:01:25.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Momentous Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394523851172287858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/St0y3Hl_FXI/AAAAAAAAAs4/U-fKO8vMVLc/s320/139_1801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;(Happy Bailey after she threw up all over herself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this weekend was my only weekend off for the rest of the year so Kyle and I wanted to do something fun. We were invited to go down to St. George with friends from work but when we thought through it, it was going to be too difficult with Bailey. So Thursday night Kyles parents had their time share in Park City so we went up there and had dinner with his parents and then went back to the hotel and watched a movie. We put Bailey to bed around 8:30 in a pack and play that the hotel provided. We thought that she might not sleep very well b/c she wasn't used to those surroundings. Well, Kyle and I went to bed about 11:00 and then I suddenly woke up due to lots of pain in my chest, needing to pump. I turned and looked at the clock and it said 6:30am!!! I couldn't believe it. I looked at Kyle and I said, BAILEY IS STILL ASLEEP!! Now keep in mind, the whole week before this she was waking up every 2 hours at home. I was amazed and told Bailey many times in that day of how proud I was of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394523857983601458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/St0y3g97ezI/AAAAAAAAAtA/-RkuYHwfiW8/s320/139_1799.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We came back home Friday morning so Kyle could go to work. Then our friends Karen and Phil invited us up to their family cabin near Strawberry Resevior. We packed up again and headed up Friday night. The cabin was beautiful and we had dinner, put Bailey to bed, and played games all night. Same thing...woke up the next morning at 6:30, Bailey made it through another night!!! We thought this was a fluke, but it was for real!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394523837840883714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/St0y2V7iAAI/AAAAAAAAAsw/OuHkYVApu5s/s320/139_1792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;(These are Phil and Karens 3 girls: Sierra, Savanna, and Sydney playing with Bailey.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning Kyle and Phil went out hunting while us girls woke up, made breakfast, hung out, went for a walk, made lunch, hung out, sat outside in the nice weather, and started making dinner. The boys arrived home after shooting a 4 point deer. We ate dinner, put Bailey to bed around 7:30, played games, went to bed. When I crawled into bed I thought I heard Bailey on the monitor so I ran into the room and she was sound asleep. Must have been talking in her sleep. I crawled back into bed and didn't wake up again until 6:30!!! My sweet baby made it through 3 nights, not at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394523871745584978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/St0y4UPCr1I/AAAAAAAAAtI/mvfFvFp03jY/s320/139_1807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;(Phils deer he shot opening morning of the rifle hunt. He made Kyle do all the dirty work, lol. Its sexy to watch a man skin a deer :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394524274497045234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/St0zPwmeQvI/AAAAAAAAAtY/vjNeVJYg1EM/s320/139_1814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;(Daddy took her on a Rhino ride while Karen and I finished cleaning the house)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394524264589728322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/St0zPLsYmkI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/H0CHeR_baog/s320/139_1813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is asleep now in her own crib. She has woken up once b/c I made a loud noise, but we shall see if this wonderful sleep pattern will last. I am a new women with 3 nights of full sleep. Bailey is also growing out of her colic. She still cries a little more than most babies but she is such a cute and adorable baby. She is now babbling, blowing bubble, and starting to kinda giggle when playing. This month has been so much fun watching her learn and grow. I'm glad the crying is settling down, it is much easier to handle a happy baby :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394133441151117090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/StvPyQ7eJyI/AAAAAAAAAro/NaSl92kEL98/s320/139_1820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;(tired Bailey after the Rhino ride)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394523224003685922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/St0ySnNVriI/AAAAAAAAAsY/j5ivIBlQ4ps/s320/139_1819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good get away where we could just sit around and relax. The weather was beautiful and we appreciate the hospitality of Phil and Karen to let us come and stay with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394523241499225618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/St0yToYmbhI/AAAAAAAAAsg/htKM-bXCPno/s320/139_1818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, there is a new baby in the family. Kyles niece, Brittney had a little girl on October 11th. Her name is Alameda Joy Gali. Welcome Alameda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394523827162207442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/St0y1uJiVNI/AAAAAAAAAso/dX-wkK0zW8I/s320/139_1788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;(Proud Grandma Virginia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394523212791036962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/St0yR9cCPCI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/l03sldQMrcw/s320/139_1789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think Bailey looks so beautiful in this picture with all the bright colors. This is the newest member of the family:Alameda&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/420916043254005890-8198892402443335140?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/8198892402443335140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=8198892402443335140' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/8198892402443335140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/8198892402443335140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2009/10/momentous-weekend.html' title='Momentous Weekend'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/St0y3Hl_FXI/AAAAAAAAAs4/U-fKO8vMVLc/s72-c/139_1801.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-3913935812276874404</id><published>2009-10-14T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T20:23:13.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 months</title><content type='html'>Bailey is now 3 months and 3 weeks old. She is growing and developing every single day. These past few days have really been fun, minus the no sleep. I am back to work now. The first shift I cried all the way to work, but now its a little get away for me to be with adults and have real conversations. Kyle has been doing great with Bailey and they get those 2 shifts a week to bond with each other. Bailey has discovered her vocal cords just a little. She has started blowing the bubbles and babbling. It is so cute to sit behind her and watch her. She will just stare at the ceiling and talk for a good 10 minutes or so. Also, now when Bailey wakes up in the middle of the night, I go in and try to rock her back to sleep or nurse her. While nursing she will pull away and look up into my eyes and smile SO big. Like shes not even tired. I can't help but start laughing which makes her smile even more and longer. These first 3 months have been difficult due to her colic but now I see relief is on its way. I also think part of her problem is that she isn't eating enough. We started feeding her more and WOW, she's been happier. lol. While talking with girls from work, I discovered that I only produce a 1/3 of what they produce. Dang, I've been starving my child!!! haha. Sorry Bailey, I know you will forgive me though. Here are a few pictures of her smiling away. Man, she's so dang cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, on September 19th she rolled from her belly to her back 3 times in a row but won't do it again. I set her down on her play mat the other day and then went to make breakfast, when I got back she was on the complete opposite side of the mat. My girl is sneaky sneaky and won't let her mommy enjoy watching her roll over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/StaU8a_9YvI/AAAAAAAAArA/U_zB4hSiKKI/s1600-h/1009090939a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392661369583395570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/StaU8a_9YvI/AAAAAAAAArA/U_zB4hSiKKI/s320/1009090939a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/StaUMEdX9uI/AAAAAAAAAq4/-j6vZ1sSpC0/s1600-h/Copy+of+1009090939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392660538899035874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/StaUMEdX9uI/AAAAAAAAAq4/-j6vZ1sSpC0/s320/Copy+of+1009090939.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/StaULp3oJQI/AAAAAAAAAqw/R9iyOU9rRc8/s1600-h/Copy+of+1009090938a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392660531761390850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/StaULp3oJQI/AAAAAAAAAqw/R9iyOU9rRc8/s320/Copy+of+1009090938a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/StaUKZhIJ-I/AAAAAAAAAqg/XGQYhiyxY1Y/s1600-h/Copy+of+1001091654b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392660510192183266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/StaUKZhIJ-I/AAAAAAAAAqg/XGQYhiyxY1Y/s320/Copy+of+1001091654b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/StaUJ9bSYjI/AAAAAAAAAqY/eWHqJssD0Ag/s1600-h/Copy+of+1001091655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392660502651494962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/StaUJ9bSYjI/AAAAAAAAAqY/eWHqJssD0Ag/s320/Copy+of+1001091655.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-3913935812276874404?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/3913935812276874404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=3913935812276874404' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/3913935812276874404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/3913935812276874404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2009/10/3-months.html' title='3 months'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/StaU8a_9YvI/AAAAAAAAArA/U_zB4hSiKKI/s72-c/1009090939a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-332243601827101845</id><published>2009-09-24T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T15:38:05.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>So Happy Birthday to me 2 weeks ago. I turned 23 on the 13th which was a Sunday. My good friend Annalee's birthday was the 9th so we planned way back when that we would go to the Utah State Fair for our birthdays. Allie and her sister came up from New Harmony and we all went to Tucanos for lunch and then off to the fair. We had a good time minus the moments where Bailey cried and cried, but whats new. lol. Shes cute anyways. Best part of the fair was when I went on a ride and left Bailey with Annalee and she started crying. She decided to hold her and when doing so, Bailey decided to let her bowels go and bam. So I get off the ride and Annalee tells me that she might be poopie, so I leaned down to smell her and I said, "yea, I think she is." So Annalee pulls her away and there was bright green slimy poo all down Annalee's shirt and all over Bailey. hahahah. She was a good sport about it and it came off easily with a baby wipe.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we left the fair and Allie and her sister Megan stayed the night at my house. My actual birthday was on Sunday so that day we just relaxed and our families came over that night for cobbler and brownies. It was a good weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following weekend Katy, Jason, Kyle and I went to the Boyz II Men concert, yes for the 3rd time. You can call us groupies if you want, I don't even care. I didn't even really take pictures b/c I have plenty of them, I just enjoyed the show. Bailey went with us and she enjoyed hearing the R&amp;amp;B music that she remembers from the womb. hee hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update with Bailey: She rolled over 3 times in a row from her belly to her back on September 18th. I was so excited I ran and called Kyle and then I tried to catch it on video but she is way too quick and then got real cranky and wouldn't perform again.&lt;br /&gt;I took her back to the doctor today for a check up on her birthmarks. She has a another one covering the whole other side of her belly. Made an appointment with Primary Childrens Dermatologist.&lt;br /&gt;She weighs 12 lbs 10 oz.&lt;br /&gt;She LOVES her fists and I find herself choking herself b/c she is trying to place her whole fist in her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;She loves the mornings and usually wakes up with all smiles.&lt;br /&gt;When I talk to her she talks back and I swear she says "Hi". lol&lt;br /&gt;She loves to watch sports with Kyle and I on the couch, really she just loves the TV. &lt;br /&gt;Her hair looks like it is growing in red....oh dear!&lt;br /&gt;She is getting more fun each day but is still colicy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are just some of the latest pictures of her. She is so adorable and looks just like her daddy. I think she does have my big smile though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrvwQRDLAEI/AAAAAAAAAqI/Sp4ceU8A_tw/s1600-h/0912091633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385161941696839746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrvwQRDLAEI/AAAAAAAAAqI/Sp4ceU8A_tw/s320/0912091633.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385162198699428706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrvwfOdXS2I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/u3dQD_skuwQ/s320/0912091638.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrvwP6vzMCI/AAAAAAAAAqA/tGYi5hpKps4/s1600-h/0911091656a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385161935710007330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrvwP6vzMCI/AAAAAAAAAqA/tGYi5hpKps4/s320/0911091656a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrvwPvyg0pI/AAAAAAAAAp4/5R5c2oLqUhk/s1600-h/0909092018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385161932768596626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrvwPvyg0pI/AAAAAAAAAp4/5R5c2oLqUhk/s320/0909092018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrvwPBJckCI/AAAAAAAAApw/E1rLicuOafA/s1600-h/0909091026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385161920248320034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrvwPBJckCI/AAAAAAAAApw/E1rLicuOafA/s320/0909091026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrvwOg5DUKI/AAAAAAAAApo/U--3lsSuN2M/s1600-h/0828091751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385161911589621922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrvwOg5DUKI/AAAAAAAAApo/U--3lsSuN2M/s320/0828091751.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-332243601827101845?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/332243601827101845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=332243601827101845' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/332243601827101845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/332243601827101845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2009/09/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrvwQRDLAEI/AAAAAAAAAqI/Sp4ceU8A_tw/s72-c/0912091633.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-5552068756397817374</id><published>2009-09-02T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T10:37:54.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Month update</title><content type='html'>Yes, Bailey is 2 months old already... I know, she is such a big girl. She is becoming more fun each and every day. I love being her mommy. I took her to the doctors yesterday for her 2 month check up.&lt;br /&gt;weight: 11 lbs    50th percentile&lt;br /&gt;length:  22.5 in  55 percentile&lt;br /&gt;head:  39.5     75 percentile.&lt;br /&gt;She has had an infection in her eye so we got some drops for that. Also, she had a birthmark show up at about 3 weeks old and then another huge one across her whole belly showed up a few weeks later. I called the Dr. and they said not to worry unless the kept growing. So then another showed up on her arm. When I took her in yesterday her pediatrician said he had never seen anything like it on a baby and went to get the other Dr. in the office to look. They both said..."Hum, interesting." They said they had never seen such large ones before. The Dr. then told me I should get a better evaluation from Primary Childrens Pediatricians just to make sure. I have 6 birthmarks so we are just hoping its hereditary but there is a neurological disease, where the only symtoms are multiple birthmarks. So hopefully everything will be okay with that. Kinda scary. Bailey then recieved her 4 vaccinations. I always see mothers crying with their babies when we give shots in the ER but never knew why...well now I do. I didn't cry but I was very close to it. You should have seen Baileys face. It was heart breaking. She only cried for a minute though and then just wimpered a little and then fell right to sleep and slept the rest of the day and night. She's my little tough girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bailey is now trying to roll over every time I changer her diaper. This makes things a little more difficult. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She has never once had a little poo, this girl has talent and has major blow outs!! The only diapers that can handle her contents are the generics surprisingly, my wallet loves that! She pooped out of every single Pampers and Huggies diaper. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She loves her play mat. It is bright colored and has a sun that sings and lights up and she gets hypnotized by it she starts to whine because she can't look away. haha, its cute. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Usually every morning we have a nice long 2 way conversation with lots of smiles and cooing. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She has now slept 4 nights this week for 6-7 hours. I usually wake up automatically now but to my surprise, she is still sound asleep. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She's out of all her newborn clothes and fits most 3 months. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;her feet are still extremely large and when I put her socks on, all her toes go in different directions and get stuck because they are so long. lol, like mother like daughter. Sorry hun!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, I have pictures I will add later, my batteries are dead so I can't upload them. I love being mom and I have to go back to work part-time in 2 weeks which is going to be so hard. I won't lie, I think I like 2 months old better than newborn. All I was was a milk machine then, but now I actually can interact with her and I feel us bonding more and more each day. I love every minute and look forward to every day with her. Who knew a heart could love so much. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-5552068756397817374?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/5552068756397817374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=5552068756397817374' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/5552068756397817374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/5552068756397817374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2009/09/2-month-update.html' title='2 Month update'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-2921870463467965286</id><published>2009-08-13T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:13:06.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessing Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Soh1k7h3kwI/AAAAAAAAApA/lWHi7yNIGW4/s1600-h/100_2426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370671832954802946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Soh1k7h3kwI/AAAAAAAAApA/lWHi7yNIGW4/s320/100_2426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sunday the 9th we decided to bless Bailey Mae Johnson. Since no one in my family except one brother could participate, I asked that he come out here. He gladly said yes and bought his ticket. His best friend Dave, which is kinda my adopted sixth brother decided he would come out as well. They both flew in on Thursday and my father also came out Thurday. I was very stressed for the weekend b/c we planned on feeding about 50 people for Sunday brunch. Anywho, we had to show my brother and Dave a good time so they went shooting, boating, b-balling, to a baseball game, and bagging. I think they had a good weekend. Sunday Kyle blessed Bailey and did a fantastic job. He was very nervous but pulled through in the end. Thank you for all those who came to support Bailey, Kyle and I. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are some pictures of Sunday afternoon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369668543911803906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoTlF0lzvAI/AAAAAAAAAo4/6JNG_IG1p3k/s320/100_2415.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoSs5obQKhI/AAAAAAAAAoA/8tGbm0hohzQ/s1600-h/100_2427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369606761836718610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoSs5obQKhI/AAAAAAAAAoA/8tGbm0hohzQ/s320/100_2427.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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoSsNsnZ9UI/AAAAAAAAAn4/S0WIYakgdm0/s1600-h/100_2424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369606007047189826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoSsNsnZ9UI/AAAAAAAAAn4/S0WIYakgdm0/s320/100_2424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peggy Petersen made her blessing dress and it is so beautiful. Thank you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoSsMXIXzeI/AAAAAAAAAnw/86CgL3Pq5B4/s1600-h/139_1692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369605984100011490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoSsMXIXzeI/AAAAAAAAAnw/86CgL3Pq5B4/s320/139_1692.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoSsLgqejxI/AAAAAAAAAno/H2ojTZ5b8sg/s1600-h/139_1698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369605969479110418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoSsLgqejxI/AAAAAAAAAno/H2ojTZ5b8sg/s320/139_1698.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoSsLHIES6I/AAAAAAAAAng/edWKsVkfFoE/s1600-h/139_1704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369605962623896482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoSsLHIES6I/AAAAAAAAAng/edWKsVkfFoE/s320/139_1704.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4 generations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoSsKVhKlmI/AAAAAAAAAnY/cH15YVyzdNc/s1600-h/139_1708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369605949307393634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoSsKVhKlmI/AAAAAAAAAnY/cH15YVyzdNc/s320/139_1708.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369667410687559730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoTkD3AGCDI/AAAAAAAAAoo/Poy-yFIono8/s320/139_1712.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369667403254439282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoTkDbT5nXI/AAAAAAAAAog/Kit5ck5boIs/s320/139_1714.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369667390100004850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoTkCqTo3_I/AAAAAAAAAoY/zxlwR08cGG0/s320/139_1725.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you ask, What is bagging?? There is a place called Rock Canyon Park in Provo and its a huge bowl. This is where everyone goes sledding in the winter time. Well in the summer time, they turn the sprinklers on every night around 10pm. So you go buy the heavy duty trash bags and tear a hole for your head and arms and place them on. Then, you get a running start and slide down the steep hill on your belly, back, or like Morgan did, you can roll 100 times down the hill. lol. Its a natural slip and slide and it is a BLAST!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-2921870463467965286?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/2921870463467965286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=2921870463467965286' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/2921870463467965286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/2921870463467965286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2009/08/blessing-day.html' title='Blessing Day'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Soh1k7h3kwI/AAAAAAAAApA/lWHi7yNIGW4/s72-c/100_2426.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-3561535913907474165</id><published>2009-08-11T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T16:56:23.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo shoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoIFDkhmgwI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/MiWM7sHpFVc/s1600-h/Bailey+(54+of+73).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368859264681411330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoIFDkhmgwI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/MiWM7sHpFVc/s320/Bailey+(54+of+73).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoIFDHBf3pI/AAAAAAAAAnI/3jxfwGyj5OU/s1600-h/Bailey+(52+of+73)+bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368859256762130066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoIFDHBf3pI/AAAAAAAAAnI/3jxfwGyj5OU/s320/Bailey+(52+of+73)+bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoIFCxeCH0I/AAAAAAAAAnA/BpEi3tLpuck/s1600-h/Bailey+(43+of+73).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368859250976235330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoIFCxeCH0I/AAAAAAAAAnA/BpEi3tLpuck/s320/Bailey+(43+of+73).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoIFCXJSgMI/AAAAAAAAAm4/OeQ-y8Uoqiw/s1600-h/Bailey+(55+of+73)+bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368859243909906626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoIFCXJSgMI/AAAAAAAAAm4/OeQ-y8Uoqiw/s320/Bailey+(55+of+73)+bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoIFCLhuOlI/AAAAAAAAAmw/o9HVpEhmIig/s1600-h/Bailey+(63+of+73)+old+school.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368859240791161426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoIFCLhuOlI/AAAAAAAAAmw/o9HVpEhmIig/s320/Bailey+(63+of+73)+old+school.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So we took Bailey in for a photo shoot last week with Shawn and Alicia Bunderson. You are suppose to get these pictures done in the first 2 weeksof their life and now I know why. Bailey was 5 weeks old and made for a difficult time. Bailey would cry every time we moved her but we got real creative with how to make her stop crying. All in all, I love the pictures and am so glad we did this to have these forever. She is adorable and I love her so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh and if you are wondering, both Kyle and I did get peed on. I was just waiting for the #2 to come out all over the pretty blankets but she held it in :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368844217769655218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoH3XuaR-7I/AAAAAAAAAmo/b_gyEoSiCXc/s320/Bailey+(38+of+73).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoH3XYUZwWI/AAAAAAAAAmg/aixH-a-W_OQ/s1600-h/Bailey+(33+of+73).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368844211839418722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoH3XYUZwWI/AAAAAAAAAmg/aixH-a-W_OQ/s320/Bailey+(33+of+73).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoH3XH4TXPI/AAAAAAAAAmY/ngcCxMlIe4E/s1600-h/Bailey+(30+of+73)+bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368844207426591986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoH3XH4TXPI/AAAAAAAAAmY/ngcCxMlIe4E/s320/Bailey+(30+of+73)+bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoH3W_QngiI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/MmaYgxv-_mE/s1600-h/Bailey+(29+of+73)+bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368844205112656418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoH3W_QngiI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/MmaYgxv-_mE/s320/Bailey+(29+of+73)+bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoH3WaCLCqI/AAAAAAAAAmI/_DAZ7RXPtbc/s1600-h/Bailey+(27+of+73).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368844195119958690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoH3WaCLCqI/AAAAAAAAAmI/_DAZ7RXPtbc/s320/Bailey+(27+of+73).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoH2wqXEm4I/AAAAAAAAAmA/PKQMpTr7uwU/s1600-h/Bailey+(23+of+73).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368843546667555714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoH2wqXEm4I/AAAAAAAAAmA/PKQMpTr7uwU/s320/Bailey+(23+of+73).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoH2wCFyWRI/AAAAAAAAAl4/Qy5qwMYY0yM/s1600-h/Bailey+(17+of+73)+bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368843535857637650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoH2wCFyWRI/AAAAAAAAAl4/Qy5qwMYY0yM/s320/Bailey+(17+of+73)+bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoH2vpYXYQI/AAAAAAAAAlw/OEKwdbhwsfM/s1600-h/Bailey+(8+of+73).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368843529224675586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoH2vpYXYQI/AAAAAAAAAlw/OEKwdbhwsfM/s320/Bailey+(8+of+73).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoH2vUl6iWI/AAAAAAAAAlo/L2FSYmJTphU/s1600-h/Bailey+(11+of+73).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368843523644361058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoH2vUl6iWI/AAAAAAAAAlo/L2FSYmJTphU/s320/Bailey+(11+of+73).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoH2vAx8nRI/AAAAAAAAAlg/DvwjmlnL7Wg/s1600-h/Bailey+(3+of+73).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368843518326119698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoH2vAx8nRI/AAAAAAAAAlg/DvwjmlnL7Wg/s320/Bailey+(3+of+73).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-3561535913907474165?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/3561535913907474165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=3561535913907474165' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/3561535913907474165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/3561535913907474165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2009/08/photo-shoot.html' title='Photo shoot'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SoIFDkhmgwI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/MiWM7sHpFVc/s72-c/Bailey+(54+of+73).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-6732041178349129704</id><published>2009-07-23T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T11:55:52.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 weeks old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SmivxybOi7I/AAAAAAAAAlM/F_ZReWc1BLE/s1600-h/100_1406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361728626268998578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SmivxybOi7I/AAAAAAAAAlM/F_ZReWc1BLE/s320/100_1406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Baileys famous pucker up lips face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SmivxZ4O_gI/AAAAAAAAAlE/PWNj2bTBWvc/s1600-h/100_1395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361728619679776258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SmivxZ4O_gI/AAAAAAAAAlE/PWNj2bTBWvc/s320/100_1395.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (we took her fishing, she nursed 95% of that time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SmivxK9h6EI/AAAAAAAAAk8/BYGxQtao3Qg/s1600-h/100_1663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361728615675455554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SmivxK9h6EI/AAAAAAAAAk8/BYGxQtao3Qg/s320/100_1663.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Kyles birthday celebration)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SmivwwRZHUI/AAAAAAAAAk0/VA3WbGueO8M/s1600-h/100_1450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361728608511008066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SmivwwRZHUI/AAAAAAAAAk0/VA3WbGueO8M/s320/100_1450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Park City Olympic Park)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SmivMM_4h8I/AAAAAAAAAks/HCoZJni0Msw/s1600-h/100_1419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361727980567037890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SmivMM_4h8I/AAAAAAAAAks/HCoZJni0Msw/s320/100_1419.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (The moose head at Kyles work, great photo shoot Kyle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SmivLl_Q_hI/AAAAAAAAAkk/s3cwD6kdsS8/s1600-h/100_1416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361727970095463954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SmivLl_Q_hI/AAAAAAAAAkk/s3cwD6kdsS8/s320/100_1416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Micheles photo shoot with Bailey on our red sleeping bag)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SmivLbAiw_I/AAAAAAAAAkc/Stz3q4m7mVo/s1600-h/100_1391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361727967148033010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SmivLbAiw_I/AAAAAAAAAkc/Stz3q4m7mVo/s320/100_1391.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Michele and Bailey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SmivLPOiIdI/AAAAAAAAAkU/5goQRmrLig4/s1600-h/100_1355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361727963985486290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SmivLPOiIdI/AAAAAAAAAkU/5goQRmrLig4/s320/100_1355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (she loves her arm straight up in the arm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SmivK675XvI/AAAAAAAAAkM/hqvIuE_h558/s1600-h/100_1351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361727958538608370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SmivK675XvI/AAAAAAAAAkM/hqvIuE_h558/s320/100_1351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (smiles for the camera)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bailey is now 3 weeks old and I can hardly believe it. Life as a mommy is exciting, exhausting, rewarding, and hard. But I love every minute of it and wouldn't trade it for the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Week 1: I was on the new mom "high" and everything was perfect and wonderful. We had my dad in town, then my grandparents came to visit as well. There was never a dull moment around the house. Bailey slept a few hours and then woke to be fed. I seemed to never sit her down, even when she was sleeping. Breastfeeding was much harder than I thought. Advice to all expecting mothers...prepare your nipples before hand, its very painful! Kyle and I just loved being parents and Bailey didn't do too much to not be loving life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Week 2: My friend Michele from Florida came into town to help out with the Baby. I was stressing a little more this week because I needed to run all the errands and get all the paperwork filled out of a new baby. Bailey was being so good and only crying when she needed to be fed or be changed. We took her up to Park City for a full day of go, go, go, in the hot sun. She had a few melt downs but it was nothing a little milk couldn't fix. I was finally getting the hang of being a mom and felt comfortable and then week 3 happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Week 3: I took Michele to the airport Monday morning and got home. Soon after, Bailey decided to start screaming and shreaking. I had no idea what was going on. It continued the rest of the day and she did not sleep that night. I held her in my arms till 5:30 am until she finally dozed off for 2 hours. The next day, same thing. Crying and more crying. I looked up Colic and thats what it sounded like. I started to panic b/c after 1 1/2 days of crying baby, I was ready to throw in the towel. It was too much to handle. I called the Doctor and they scheduled me for that same day. She had no infection or anything so he said it was probably just gas. I was very emotional this day b/c I was at whits end. Sorry for all those that had to hear me cry. lol. Kyle got home from work and I happily handed him Bailey and I took off to Wal-Mart for the gas drops. I made sure I walked around Wal-mart a few times just to take more time. I arrived at home and of coarse, Bailey is sound asleep and quiet! We tip toes around the house and she slept for about 30 minutes and was back to screaming. I gave her the drops and it seemed to calm her alittle. Well, a few hours later, my stomach started to ache and the bathroom was calling my name. I then understood why my poor little child was crying so bad. The stomach cramping almost put me in tears. She finally slept that night but I didn't. Now its me who has been sick with a fever and in pain. I felt so guilty being mad at her for crying when I was the one who caused it. She is doing much better and is sleeping 4-5 hours at a time. Very nice! I love her so much and I'm glad that she is feeling better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sadly/Funny story: I called my mom in desperate need of some Malloxx. She said she had some and would be right over. She got to my house, and gave me 2 big spoonfulls of what we thought was Mallox. Keep in mind, I was already having bathroom issues. She asked me if it had started helping my tummy and I said NO! So a few hours later we went to round 2 of the medicine. Luckily, I looked at the bottle and I said...."MOM, this isn't Malloxx, this is Milk of Magnesia!!!" She said, "OH NO!" For those of you that don't know, that is a laxative and a great one at that. I was up every 15-30 mins last night cleaning out my system. THANKS MOM!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-6732041178349129704?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/6732041178349129704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=6732041178349129704' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/6732041178349129704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/6732041178349129704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2009/07/3-weeks-old.html' title='3 weeks old!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SmivxybOi7I/AAAAAAAAAlM/F_ZReWc1BLE/s72-c/100_1406.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-2924662478687238614</id><published>2009-07-09T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T12:20:02.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where to begin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I went into the Dr. office Monday morning on June 29th (3 days overdue) to see if I had progressed at all. The Dr. checked me and told me that I had 2 options. 1: to have my stress test done that day and have one on Thursday and come back to see him the following Monday. He said I wasn't doing much on my own and I would still be pregnant in a week and maybe still have to be induced. Options 2: Schedule to come in the following morning for an induction. Through much thought and debating, we decided to go with Option 2 and get her out while she was healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the decision was made, we both started panicing. We knew that we would have a baby the next day when before it was just like..."maybe I will go into labor today". So that night we went to a baseball game and packed our bags and TRIED to sleep. Kyle was so cute. He was thinking of any and every question to ask while laying in bed. I actually slept better than he did. He was very nervous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357279098638472018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Sljg9MT4k1I/AAAAAAAAAj0/ThbaR0Zsjys/s320/139_1260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up Tuesday morning around 4:15am and headed to the hospital. I think we were stalling b/c we didn't make it there until 5:30. We checked in and they got the pitocin started at 7:00 am, and Dr. came in and broke my water at about 7:15. Very soon after my contractions started every 1 1/2 minutes apart and weren't too bad. The Dr. and nurse asked if I wanted my epidural yet and I said, "No way, this isn't that bad!!" So they came in twice and turned up the pitocin so I was maxed out. I was still denying the epidural. Contractions were getting really strong and intense but I was bearing through them. Kyle was a nervous wreck watching me in so much pain. I finally asked my mom and Kyle if they would think I was an pansy if I got the epidural and they both said, NO PLEASE....GET IT!!!! They were both in pain watching me go through the pain. My body wasn't liking it anymore and I was shaking and quivering and it was too much. I got the epidural around 10:20 or so. The pain dr. came in and had me lean over the bed and I bore down into Kyles chest. Kyle was having a hard time watching me in the pain but I told him to watch the epidural be placed. He was leaning over and his knees were locked. As soon as the needle was placed, Kyle asked if he could sit down and he was going pale. The nurse hurried and escorted him into a chair. We almost lost the Daddy to be. Anyways, it was in and starting to work. Can I just tell you that I LOVED life after that. It was great. After it all kicked in I was ready to party. I couldn't feel any of my strong contractions and I was in such a great mood. I was laughing and joking and actually enjoyed the rest of my labor. Around 4:00 pm the nurse checked me and I was dilated to a 9.5. They said they would call the doctor and have him come at 5 so I could rest and decend. Dr. Judd showed up about 5:30 and I was ready to push. He checked me and said...Well, we have 2 options. This was sounding too familiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357277957300859106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Sljf6wfysOI/AAAAAAAAAi8/yi5KeaLFx18/s320/Heather+and+kyle+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357283042897109298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Sljkix0bITI/AAAAAAAAAj8/LCqNpnUWUbE/s320/139_1264.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Option 1: "I can go home, enjoy a nice dinner, come back in 2 hours and you will still be trying to push this child out of you OR options 2: I could use the forceps and have your baby out in 5 minutes." I was really scared and didn't know how I felt about the forceps but I just wanted her out and he reassured me that it wasn't dangerous. He tugged and pulled on her for a bit and I could feel that through the meds and then he had me push twice and out popped her head. As soon as I saw her head pop out my emotions kicked in. It was finally real. I saw my little girl who I had nurtured and loved for 9 months and now she was here..almost. I gave one last push and she had arrived at 5:37 pm. Kyle and I both bursted into tears. Kyle cut the umbilical cord and they took her to the bedside to check her out. There were so many people in the room that I could hardly see her and remembered asking..IS SHE OKAY?? It was love at first sight. She was so beautiful and perfect. I did notice her abnormally large feet and her left ear was poking straight out from her head, but that didn't matter. lol. She was here, safe and sound. The dr. sewed me back together and next thing I knew, Bailey was in my arms. I will say, I think I fell back in love all over again with Kyle that day. It bonded us closer together than ever before and I'm so grateful for her and her adorable self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357277952003755442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Sljf6cw3TbI/AAAAAAAAAi0/I49fLK4IlDM/s320/Heather+and+kyle+128.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357283055184465442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Sljkjfl9TiI/AAAAAAAAAkE/lO8yxlHuYns/s320/Heather+and+kyle+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357277948458400034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Sljf6PjleSI/AAAAAAAAAis/Bnii1YwWKuA/s320/Heather+and+kyle+162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We passed her around to all the visitors and then I was able to feed her not long after. That was an amazing but painful experience. The bonding that takes place when a mother feeds her child is undescribable. The minute she was born, your heart softens and your world has completely changed. Nothing is for you now, your child is #1 priority. Kyle has been such a wonderful daddy already and he loves his little girl. I love to watch him hold her. He is so gentle and caring. Being a mommy is the best in the world, although it is long and hard days. Bailey, I love you and thank you for coming to our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357279094406301554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Sljg88i2x3I/AAAAAAAAAjs/hS4JefjudHs/s320/139_1537.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357277966689554834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Sljf7TeO0ZI/AAAAAAAAAjM/HxhvLtsWThc/s320/139_1608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357279069637280658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Sljg7gRdg5I/AAAAAAAAAjU/L-4xPyVZPmE/s320/139_1600.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;(I walked in to Kyle telling Bailey Bible stories. It was so cute)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357279074897064626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Sljg7z3fcrI/AAAAAAAAAjc/avBT3Tcj6jA/s320/139_1596.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357279085768932706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Sljg8cXi_WI/AAAAAAAAAjk/UvaLvcbWOi4/s320/139_1578.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People in the delivery room....that I could remember: Kyle, Debby (Mom), Heidi (sister), Katy, Annalee, Allie, Caren Johnson, Gini, lots of medical staff, and who knows who else. More people came in as soon as she was born. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357277961756720178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Sljf7BGJvDI/AAAAAAAAAjE/YolC9fJZXII/s320/Heather+and+kyle+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-2924662478687238614?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/2924662478687238614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=2924662478687238614' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/2924662478687238614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/2924662478687238614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2009/07/labor-day.html' title='Labor Day!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Sljg9MT4k1I/AAAAAAAAAj0/ThbaR0Zsjys/s72-c/139_1260.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-8575845710678379073</id><published>2009-07-08T10:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T11:11:13.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She has arrived!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Bailey Mae Johnson was born June 30th, 2009 at 5:37 pm. She weighed 8 lbs. 5 oz. and 20 1/4 in long. She is beautiful and healthy and she is the best thing that has happened in my life. I would never go back to not having her. I'm excited to start each new day b/c thats another day with my little girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356151604373871506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SlTfgY3X25I/AAAAAAAAAhk/BqbkQrjy9-U/s320/Heather+and+kyle+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356151611367349762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SlTfgy6v3gI/AAAAAAAAAhs/-WUtJYRiKbs/s320/139_1435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356151617179500562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SlTfhIkeQBI/AAAAAAAAAh0/HEu7LUT4-X4/s320/139_1502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SlTfhZ_Z61I/AAAAAAAAAh8/0jw8GYtcwBM/s1600-h/139_1506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356151621855865682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SlTfhZ_Z61I/AAAAAAAAAh8/0jw8GYtcwBM/s320/139_1506.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356151628115386690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SlTfhxTyoUI/AAAAAAAAAiE/SMCMS0TNgWg/s320/139_1523.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I will be posting again my whole labor story when I get some time. I'm going to try to use this blog as a journal for me b/c it's easier and faster to type than to hand write it. So, it will probably will be very detailed. So stay tuned.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-8575845710678379073?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/8575845710678379073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=8575845710678379073' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/8575845710678379073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/8575845710678379073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2009/07/she-has-arrived.html' title='She has arrived!!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SlTfgY3X25I/AAAAAAAAAhk/BqbkQrjy9-U/s72-c/Heather+and+kyle+117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-325664192268218409</id><published>2009-06-29T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T13:37:28.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow!</title><content type='html'>Well, we went into the doctors office today for my post due date appointment. I was due on the 26th which was Friday. He checked me and wasn't impressed with my improvements. I don't think my body wants to have this baby on its own. He said that I had 2 options. Option one would be that I could do my 2 non-stress tests this week and I would see him back next Monday! Thats a whole nother week to be pregnant and be over due. He said, I still might not go on my own by next week and we would induce me anyways. Option 2 is to go in tomorrow morning at 5 am to be induced. After many questions and thinking, we decided while she is nice and healthy now, we would rather not take chances of things going wrong in the next week and we are going in tomorrow morning for the induction!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a whirlwind of emotions because it has been such a long time waiting, but now its here! We have been on edge this past week thinking that I could go into labor any minute. Obviously, I haven't so now we know she is coming tomorrow and WOW.... its a little nerve wrecking. I will be holding my child tomorrow. I hope all goes well and she is beautiful and healthy. I will post as soon as I'm back in business with my labor story! Wish me luck :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-325664192268218409?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/325664192268218409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=325664192268218409' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/325664192268218409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/325664192268218409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2009/06/tomorrow.html' title='Tomorrow!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-4751469685562056370</id><published>2009-06-22T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T08:36:05.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Bailey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Dear Bailey,&lt;/span&gt;&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;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hi honey! How the heck are you? I bet you are all nice and cozy all snuggled up in that uterus of mine that I never knew could grow so big. This whole process has really been a miracle. The things you do everyday amaze me. As nice as it is in there, aren't you ready to come out and play now and hear all these funny noises with your own ears? Man, I sure am ready. I think your nails are very long because you are using me as a scratching post at the minute. Your legs must be long like Daddy's too because the other day you kicked so hard that my ribs were bruised for a few days. Makes it hard to sleep you know. I also think your favorite hours of the days are 11:30pm-6:00am. You love it when I stand up from my nice comfy bed to walk around with you. I guess you are just preparing me for the real thing. So daddy brought me a nice dinner 2 nights ago from Costa Vida. I was eating my last bite and a stupid black bean decided to go down the wrong pipe and I started choking. I almost lost the whole meal but I mananged to cough for the rest of the night and dislodge it. Later that night, I checked the mirror at work and BAM....there was the depressing news. I think that stupid black bean made me cough so hard I popped some stretch marks. I only had 6 days till due date and was doing so good. Damn bean! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Anyways, we have done lots of fun things lately. I took you to the Rodeo Thursday night. We had lots of fun with your Aunt Heidi, Uncle Morgan, Annalee, and Buck. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350165372024551458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Sj-bDzkeeCI/AAAAAAAAAgk/Nc1eJiA5C0k/s320/Rodeo_BaileyRm+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350165364952881410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Sj-bDZOdWQI/AAAAAAAAAgc/9HuldWdLUQc/s320/Rodeo_BaileyRm+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&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;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;We also had a wedding that we went to earlier that day. Our friend Kelly Baca got married. It was beautiful.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350165761252939794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Sj-badjwWBI/AAAAAAAAAhE/kpex8QVBG7k/s320/Rodeo_BaileyRm+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Although it was getting pretty hot that day. The heat does bad things to mommy. It makes me grumpy and makes my whole body swell. I didn't know I had to look like a fat sausage for daddy to feel so bad for me. He helped me get undressed and change into comfy clothes, tie ice packs to my legs, and packed the couch full of pillows so I could watch a nice movie comfortably&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350165378986995538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Sj-bENgc71I/AAAAAAAAAgs/FrFSAQd2sHs/s320/Rodeo_BaileyRm+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Anyways, Life is getting harder day by day. Your room is all ready for you to come now. Daddy and I finished it together but I won't take much credit b/c Dad did most of it. He is good at stuff like that.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350165389688829842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Sj-bE1X995I/AAAAAAAAAg0/lOpAg49B_rk/s320/Rodeo_BaileyRm+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350170169458475730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Sj-fbDZ2wtI/AAAAAAAAAhc/VTkXHrKHg6A/s320/Rodeo_BaileyRm+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350165770608679266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Sj-bbAaVmWI/AAAAAAAAAhU/2Q_VwqBW-oQ/s320/Rodeo_BaileyRm+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350165392857559858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Sj-bFBLc8zI/AAAAAAAAAg8/x5S7SfkZoZE/s320/Rodeo_BaileyRm+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I bet you hear all the stupid comments mommy gets from people dont ya? I'm just so sick of everyone asking if I'm still pregnant!! Well obviously if I still have my HUGE belly and rolly polly face. I get laughed at every day for silly things I can't do anymore. I can't even get out of the car on my own. Daddy and I went for a nice fast paced walk yesterday but it did no good. My doctor said that you will come when you want to so not to stress too much about it. Just give me a little clue?? Your bags are packed and I started packing mine last night. Every time I call Daddy he gets scared. He loved the Fathers Day card you wrote him yesterday by the way. It was very sweet. Bailey, we love you and can't wait to see and hold you. We have all taken bets on who you will look like, how much you weigh, what day you are arriving, and how long you will be. Come prove someone right. I love you! See you soon.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350165764255151154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Sj-baovidDI/AAAAAAAAAhM/kdX5gqvuRP0/s320/Rodeo_BaileyRm+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;39 weeks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-4751469685562056370?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/4751469685562056370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=4751469685562056370' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/4751469685562056370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/4751469685562056370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2009/06/dear-bailey.html' title='Dear Bailey'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Sj-bDzkeeCI/AAAAAAAAAgk/Nc1eJiA5C0k/s72-c/Rodeo_BaileyRm+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-4288433624408966267</id><published>2009-05-29T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T14:21:07.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Why is it, that when you are pregnant, people think they can say whatever the heck they want to you and you should be okay with it. If you overreact, it's just because your emotional right? fat pregnant women have feelings too. And TRUST ME....we know when things start to swell and yes, we know we are getting HUGE. I just thought I would share a few comments that I have gotten from friends/family/husband/strangers in these 8 months of pregnancy. And yes, I know there will be more as I am still growing. haha. Luckily, I make fun of myself as well and I just try to laugh it off. I know it will all go back to semi-normal soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Honey, your face is so nice and round these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Man, every time I look at you, you are causing me physical pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You're pregnant? Good, I could tell, but wasn't going to say anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Heather, I think you should sit down, your body is swelling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Can I push that bed for you? It looks painful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Here, don't you dare bend over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You haven't popped yet? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Your due WHEN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Why are you so much bigger then Deb? Aren't you due after her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I love to push on pregnant womens belly buttons, its like a trampoline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Geez, when is that child coming out of you, you have been pregnant forever!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Gosh Heather, how much lunch did you pack for one day? You think you have enough? I'm hungry too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hungry Hippo is a nickname I have recieved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Do you ever stop eating?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Everytime I see you, you have something in your mouth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Your big belly is just so darn cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Don't worry, you should &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm sure there are many more. I get comments every day. I won't lie, I will not miss the same questions asked day after day. I just try to answer them like it was my first time being asked. I know people are just excited for me. I find myself asking the same questions to other pregnant women too though, so I think it's just a form of small talk. If you can think of any more fun comments that you got while you were pregnant, feel free to add them to the list! Only 28 more days!!!! Wahooooooo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-4288433624408966267?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/4288433624408966267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=4288433624408966267' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/4288433624408966267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/4288433624408966267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2009/05/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-3555644178845353254</id><published>2009-05-17T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T22:59:11.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby stuff!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; So Kyle and I were finally ready to set up the baby room. We wanted to  a while ago but decided we better hold off so we don't have to wait forever for her to get here. So they other night we got to it. Kyle insisted on doing it the manly way, but I MADE him read the directions and is went much smoother. Everything was put together and no swear words were said. Man, good thing they throw in that packet of paper...Just in case :) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336938997570342994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ShCdvfIcEFI/AAAAAAAAAfo/nSWgwL1-56w/s320/137_1100_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337028097050426530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ShDuxwj4PKI/AAAAAAAAAf4/mJUjcUNHnRM/s320/137_1101_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is our almost finished crib. We still don't have a mattress but as soon as we do, it will be soooo cute!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby Showers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ShCdvPSKJGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/NFu8IrHRTMs/s1600-h/137_1088_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336938993316144226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ShCdvPSKJGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/NFu8IrHRTMs/s320/137_1088_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is me trying to bend over blind folded and change a baby diaper in 30 seconds. The stupid dolls legs wouldn't open up which made it very difficult!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ShCdu_lleHI/AAAAAAAAAfY/xgZSlCBbtJM/s1600-h/137_1092_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336938989102659698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ShCdu_lleHI/AAAAAAAAAfY/xgZSlCBbtJM/s320/137_1092_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got so many cute little outfits! So fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ShCduthlgQI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/56nt_0kgPCI/s1600-h/137_1104_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336938984254046466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ShCduthlgQI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/56nt_0kgPCI/s320/137_1104_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is us making scrap book pages for my new scrap book. Great idea for the handi scrapbooker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ShCdub_Rp-I/AAAAAAAAAfI/Zha20HPJGX8/s1600-h/137_1108_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336938979546736610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ShCdub_Rp-I/AAAAAAAAAfI/Zha20HPJGX8/s320/137_1108_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cutest things ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ShCc63cGV8I/AAAAAAAAAfA/YDRvpMzg0fo/s1600-h/137_1112_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336938093562189762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ShCc63cGV8I/AAAAAAAAAfA/YDRvpMzg0fo/s320/137_1112_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The spread of yummy Cheese cakes and baby pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ShCc672qAjI/AAAAAAAAAe4/cfL574BDizY/s1600-h/137_1122_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336938094747320882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ShCc672qAjI/AAAAAAAAAe4/cfL574BDizY/s320/137_1122_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Boppy Bouncer that I really wanted!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ShCc6qxI3mI/AAAAAAAAAew/gsADpWdctXM/s1600-h/137_1150_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336938090160774754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ShCc6qxI3mI/AAAAAAAAAew/gsADpWdctXM/s320/137_1150_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Loved the pink stroller. I thought it was fun to push around with my little stuff animal bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ShCc6PzlRKI/AAAAAAAAAeo/igKIAhlzXDM/s1600-h/137_1155_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336938082923267234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ShCc6PzlRKI/AAAAAAAAAeo/igKIAhlzXDM/s320/137_1155_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Allie and Annalee came to support me and my belly!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ShCc59cpNYI/AAAAAAAAAeg/TxkbaLaY7ZI/s1600-h/137_1157_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336938077995218306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ShCc59cpNYI/AAAAAAAAAeg/TxkbaLaY7ZI/s320/137_1157_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am big and proud!! 34 weeks baby. Only 40 days to go. SO CRAZY!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had so much fun at my baby showers. I do have one more, and it's a work one and cannot wait. I love seeing all the cute stuff that they make for little baby girls. Who knew it would be so much fun getting presents for NOT you. haha. I can't wait to be a mother and am eagerly awaiting the birth of my little Bailey!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks everyone.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-3555644178845353254?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/3555644178845353254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=3555644178845353254' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/3555644178845353254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/3555644178845353254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2009/05/baby-stuff.html' title='Baby stuff!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ShCdvfIcEFI/AAAAAAAAAfo/nSWgwL1-56w/s72-c/137_1100_00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-3769447861330730243</id><published>2009-05-05T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T10:55:36.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Domesticated!</title><content type='html'>So I've decided that I need to learn how to do motherly/wife type things since the only thing I'm good at is sports!!  Luckily I have Allie and Annalee who feel the same and we have been good at helping each other out. Annalee is very good at sewing and poor thing had to teach the sewing for dummies to me. I went and bought myself a sewing machine and we got together and I now know how to thread a bobbin, sew a button, fix a stuck needle, and I even have made 2 scrubtops for work!!!&lt;br /&gt;    Next thing we did together was made homemade freezer jam. Who knew it could be so fun and easy. We made a day out of it and it was awesome. We started with Strawberry jam and we might try to do Apricot jam next. For my moms b-day I baked a fresh loaf of bread and gave her a jar of jam. How simple!&lt;br /&gt;    Last thing I did on my own. I'm getting super excited for the arrival of our new baby girl, so I went out and bought letters for her room. I got creative and went and sat outside so I could get a tan while painting. I painted the letters the green color of the wall and did pink and brown polk-a-dots! They are super cute. I will post a picture later.&lt;br /&gt;     I have a few more projects in the working but all-in-all, I'm having fun learning new things I never knew how to do and I'm quite proud of myself. haha Who know a tom boy could do arts and crafts :)&lt;br /&gt;       Thanks Annalee and Allie for helping the needy!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-3769447861330730243?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/3769447861330730243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=3769447861330730243' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/3769447861330730243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/3769447861330730243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2009/05/domesticated.html' title='Domesticated!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-2078099121548746960</id><published>2009-04-25T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T21:31:28.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Italy</title><content type='html'>My father moved to Italy April 1st because it has always been a dream of his. He decided he wanted some company and so he called Kyle and I and invited us to come visit. So we did! Airfare was not bad so we hurry and bought tickets a few days later. I called to make sure traveling to Europe while 7 months pregnant was ok and I got the go ahead from everyone. We flew out April 8th and got there the 9th. Yes, LOTS of flying. I had to get up every 2 hours and walk the isles. We arrived in Rome, Italy around 7:50 am which was about 4 am our time. We were about 8 hours difference. Since we were already in Rome we went to the City and did the Vatican, Bascilica, and Sisteen Chapel that day. It was beautiful sites even though we were so tired. That night we drove up to Tuscany and spent the night up there in a tiny hotel room but were able to get out and walk the small streets of Sienna and go to dinner. Tuscany area was so gorgeous! Next day we drove to San Giagiaannii..(no idea) which was a mid-evil city and that was awesome. They had a bunch of torture chambers and crazy stuff they used to use back in the day. We then headed to Florence bc we weren't that far away but once we got there we were so tired that we opted to not go down into the city, so we just took pictures from the top of the hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328837724473460530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SfPVrVDxBzI/AAAAAAAAAdY/ENukn5mdKU8/s320/137_0817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Walking through the halls at the Basilica towards the Sisteen Chapel. The artwork was amazing!!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328835978777400306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SfPUFt1ZE_I/AAAAAAAAAcw/E3gDXpG1oDA/s320/137_0874.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(The scenery from a look out point in Tuscany)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328835983530713666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SfPUF_iq4kI/AAAAAAAAAc4/MqstCnh1KbU/s320/137_0908.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(This was the whole drive through Tuscany. Just awesome orchards and vineyards everywhere)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328837720537809954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SfPVrGZbxCI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/0qmqR-Mv_3U/s320/137_0883.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(This was the plaza in Sienna)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328835984150015634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 88px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SfPUGB2UrpI/AAAAAAAAAdA/FB2fNkLD4SY/s320/137_0953.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(from the top of the hill in Florence)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So we left Florence for our long drive back down to Terricina, which is where my dad lives. It is located between Rome and Naples. We got back later and got settled in. The next day was a relax day. We woke up and went to the market for groceries and came back and made ourselves breakfast. Then we walked the town, which is NOT a tourist town. So besides being the only Americans in the whole area, I was pregnant too, which they frowned down upon. I have never been so stared at in my whole entire life. Apparently, Italians aren't having kids anymore and to see a young girl with child, it was so bizzare to them. So to say the least, I was very uncomfortable.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;   Next day we took the drive down to Naples and on the way we hit up the famous Almalfi Drive which is a very very windy and small narrow road on the side of the mountain. You have to pull your side mirrors in to avoid hitting the oncoming cars. VERY TIGHT SQUEEZE. The only thing we ended up hitting was a fence on the side of the road. lol. Then we drove down to Naples where is was raining and we got lost. We were all so frusterated so we didn't stay long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328835992315277586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SfPUGgREsRI/AAAAAAAAAdI/lxH0VjXbAqE/s320/137_0984.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Almalfi Drive from side of the road. The road winds all up and down this steep mountain)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Day 5 we stayed around Dads place again and went around to all his historical sites. It was another good and relaxing day. We knew day 6 would be very busy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Day 6 we made the drive back to Rome for our big full day. Kyle was the greatest tour guide ever. He planned our whole day and made maps and everything. We got there early and hit up the Colosseum, Spanish Steps, Trevi Fountain, Roman Forums, Pantheon, Popes Piazza, and everything else our travel book told us to visit. Don't worry, we walked this whole time. One end of Rome to the other. I'm proud to say that I did NOT complain one time about walking. I would just simply ask to take a break when I was having contractions. lol. I would like to say that I was a true trooper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328838644439689762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SfPWg4MzqiI/AAAAAAAAAeI/6q3h7HJSNlM/s320/32.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Roman Forums&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328838638862495378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SfPWgjbGbpI/AAAAAAAAAeA/RQfN7mMeLvc/s320/96.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;St. Pauls Basilica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328838651284876738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SfPWhRs07cI/AAAAAAAAAeY/35KXeSiP6CQ/s320/82.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Spanish Steps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328838634134955986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SfPWgRz959I/AAAAAAAAAd4/aTEkCueDAZg/s320/138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;(inside the Colosseum) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328837741334397442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SfPVsT3uggI/AAAAAAAAAdw/xNtNCaHjR2k/s320/61.jpg" border="0" /&gt;(um....somewhere pretty! lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328837736913536850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SfPVsDZth1I/AAAAAAAAAdo/9hVW8-wnBqk/s320/24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;(Roman Forum)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328837727955177266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SfPVriB3zzI/AAAAAAAAAdg/_ck9JaFyRlo/s320/37.jpg" border="0" /&gt;(Outside the Colosseum) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SfPUFGxIukI/AAAAAAAAAco/_F8M0KN21fo/s1600-h/137_0827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328835968290568770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SfPUFGxIukI/AAAAAAAAAco/_F8M0KN21fo/s320/137_0827.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found an antique bench and it was calling my name. I HAD to sit! haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was able to post all my pictures on Facebook. These were just a few highlights. All in all we had fun. The food wasn't as good as we thought, gas was expensive, jet-lag is so real, and good walking shoes are a must. I'm grateful we were able to go before our baby is born. This was a once in a lifetime chance and I'm glad we jumped on it. Thanks dad for your Hospitality. We had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-2078099121548746960?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/2078099121548746960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=2078099121548746960' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/2078099121548746960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/2078099121548746960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2009/04/italy.html' title='Italy'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SfPVrVDxBzI/AAAAAAAAAdY/ENukn5mdKU8/s72-c/137_0817.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-6255486269861982372</id><published>2009-03-27T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T10:08:13.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Years and counting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It was our 3 year anniversary on March 18 so we decided to go on a big camp out with some of our friends from the hospital. On our actual anniversary we just went out to Olive Garden and had a nice meal and then came home and watched our wedding video, which was so cute by the way! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317899744881824242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Scz5pHzSUfI/AAAAAAAAAa4/5DWDQE_4bNA/s320/Camping+09+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;That Thursday we took off with Ashley and Jake to St. George area and got there too late to sleep at a campsite, so we ended up sleeping on the floor of Kyles brothers vacant condo where there was no running water or electricity. I'll just say we had to get creative with our bathroom facilities ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Then on Friday morning, we met up with Allie and Dave to head down to Kanab. We had 6 people squashed into Kyles truck with about a ton of stuff in the bed of the truck and trailor. Kyle was nervous we weren't even going to make it there with all the weight we were carrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319023166369175698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SdD3Y2-CGJI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/xmYmI-k5ONI/s320/Camping+09+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Well we made it to Dave's home town of Kanab and found..."THE ROCK", which is where we set up tent. Friday we went 4 wheeling, then hiked to the sand caves and played Bocci Ball, made tinfoil dinners, smores, and hung out by the fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317899753054211570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Scz5pmPvDfI/AAAAAAAAAbI/wiROoICntzo/s320/Camping+09+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Scz7FjL4ZcI/AAAAAAAAAbw/9z_hjHEQ4kE/s1600-h/Camping+09+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317901332780705218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Scz7FjL4ZcI/AAAAAAAAAbw/9z_hjHEQ4kE/s320/Camping+09+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Saturday we all woke up and made Mountainman breakfast (oh so good), the guys went out shooting while us girls played cards. Then the guys wanted to go 4 wheeling to check out the area so while they did that, us girls laid out in the back of Kyles truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317901331551916370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Scz7Fem6kVI/AAAAAAAAAbg/mgvjMW1Bi6I/s320/Camping+09+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;well, one of the 4 wheelers blew the transmission on their adventure so that was the end of that! We had sandwiches for lunch and then hung around and climbed "The Rock", then tried to find a hike to the beehives, which was never accomplished, came back, made Dutch oven B-B-Q Chicken and bacon potatoes, and for dessert had Dutch oven Peach Cobbler! That was some good eatin :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317901321169662130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Scz7E37l8LI/AAAAAAAAAbY/9_sZa15xV7c/s320/Camping+09+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317901313239782418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Scz7EaY9lBI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/R1Ze0A8AjWU/s320/Camping+09+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317901331045103410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Scz7FcuFNzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Nupq0xvObEQ/s320/Camping+09+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;This was the stupid tree that both Kyle and I ran into about 5 times each, and also resulted in me having a small accident with the bladder cuz I was laughing so hard! Dang bladder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317902871871560306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Scz8fIvvGnI/AAAAAAAAAcI/hq3y8wLrSRY/s320/Camping+09+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;That night we planned on having a huge bon fire but the wind was too bad so we ended up burning through about 5 trees, 1 by 1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Sunday morning, we had Biscuits and Gravy, packed up, and headed out. We stopped at Allie's home town where her family was so kind and made us lunch and allowed us to take a much needed shower. Then we were on the road again and came home to a dang snow storm! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317902868184957538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Scz8e7AyAmI/AAAAAAAAAcA/KUmoVoK89DQ/s320/Camping+09+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Along with our Anniversary, it was also Allies Big 21 Birthday. Annalee and I took her out for lunch and then her husband had a surprise B-day party for her that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317902861080264898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Scz8egi5AMI/AAAAAAAAAb4/p2SFU_7yTtk/s320/Camping+09+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Happy Birthday Allie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Scz5oyf5tvI/AAAAAAAAAaw/EH5yJA4Qtfs/s1600-h/Camping+09+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317899739163375346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Scz5oyf5tvI/AAAAAAAAAaw/EH5yJA4Qtfs/s320/Camping+09+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;This is me at 25 weeks pregnant. I grew so much in just 1 week. Actually, I wake up every morning noticing how big I get overnight. Bailey moves so much now and aren't just little nudges anymore. She is doing full on Acrobatics!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Scz5onGDbJI/AAAAAAAAAao/wUjBkiU9i7g/s1600-h/Camping+09+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317899736102169746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Scz5onGDbJI/AAAAAAAAAao/wUjBkiU9i7g/s320/Camping+09+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Newest Update: My dad is moving to Italy for 3 months just because he can. He invited Kyle and I to come out before the baby was born so we looked and found cheap tickets and we are on our way to Italy next week!!! We are so excited and can't wait to eat some real Italian food! Pictures are soon to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-6255486269861982372?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/6255486269861982372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=6255486269861982372' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/6255486269861982372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/6255486269861982372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2009/03/3-years-and-counting.html' title='3 Years and counting...'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/Scz5pHzSUfI/AAAAAAAAAa4/5DWDQE_4bNA/s72-c/Camping+09+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-5520836626463448708</id><published>2009-03-19T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T11:07:03.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boyz II Men back again.......</title><content type='html'>Okay so on March 7th Boyz II Men came to the Wendover concert hall in Nevada! Yes, I know they are such Has-beens but thats okay. I am still a true fan. Well, Katy and I heard about them coming months ago and tickets were $15 but for some stupid reason, we did not purchase tickets...DUMB! Well, the time soon came approaching and tickets sold out!! Panic kicked in and we were doing everything we could think of to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here were my ideas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a.)Take our backstage pass from last concert and work it somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b.) Track them down in Wendover and become GOOD friends and then go to the concert with Boyz II Men themselves (that wouldn't work too well seeing how I'm 6 months prego).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c.) Have a melt down and tell the front door that this child in my womb was theres!! (Kyle didn't like that idea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(d.) Just drive to Wendover and find some drunk people on the slots and talk them into handing over their tickets b/c they were having much more fun in the casinos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, I'll stop. Kyle has having a panic attack as well b/c he knew his crazy wife would probably attempt all of these ideas without thinking twice, especially if Katy was on board with me too. hahah. So the DAY OF THE CONCERT...my sweet husband called a guy who had some tickets online for sale for a ridiculous price and we talked him down and BAM.....We had TICKETS!!! There were 4 tickets and only Katy, Krissy, and I were planning on going. Through many phone calls, no one else could go.... Kyle offered if NO ONE else could go, "I guess I could go". haha, Well this was suppose to be girls day so I told him he had to just come along and not yell at me when I went crazy. The only thing he said to me was...."Just promise me you won't endanger our child". I agreed to this idea. Okay, moving right along....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314935786459093730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ScJx8CPn2uI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/AXSXqGI4kAE/s320/137_0679.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We made the 2 1/2 hour drive to Wendover, Nevada and we listened to fun girl music the whole including Boyz II Men. Kyle did very well to not complaining, he even sang along to a few songs. haha GIIRRRLLLZZZ DDAAAYYY, WoooooooOOooooooo!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ScJx77SgSGI/AAAAAAAAAaI/uOGgp8n3MRs/s1600-h/137_0681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314935784592132194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ScJx77SgSGI/AAAAAAAAAaI/uOGgp8n3MRs/s320/137_0681.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You won't ever see Kyle in these pictures because he agreed to be our photographer and stay out of the wonderful eventful day of pictures. Thanks honey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ScJx7nbNVCI/AAAAAAAAAaA/bOUwMamYOC4/s1600-h/137_0682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314935779259929634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ScJx7nbNVCI/AAAAAAAAAaA/bOUwMamYOC4/s320/137_0682.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ScJx6bdSnII/AAAAAAAAAZ4/UiOAomVDvhU/s1600-h/137_0684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314935758867569794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ScJx6bdSnII/AAAAAAAAAZ4/UiOAomVDvhU/s320/137_0684.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our ridiculously priced buffet we ate at and only had 20 minutes to eat b/c we couldn't even come close to being late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ScJxSmCWOjI/AAAAAAAAAZw/yLYLFwx4AuE/s1600-h/137_0687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314935074512583218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ScJxSmCWOjI/AAAAAAAAAZw/yLYLFwx4AuE/s320/137_0687.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh my.....The fun begins!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were all a little worried b/c nobody was in their seats until like 2 mins prior to show time, they were playing elevator music, and there was NO energy in this tiny little stadium. We were going to make sure we brought the energy! So they begin......Katy, Krissy and I are dancing away, Kyle is sitting calmly in his seat taking all the pictures so I didn't have to worry :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ScJxSYKf-DI/AAAAAAAAAZo/xSiPyxsLFBU/s1600-h/137_0695_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314935070788679730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ScJxSYKf-DI/AAAAAAAAAZo/xSiPyxsLFBU/s320/137_0695_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ScJxSf-r2JI/AAAAAAAAAZg/q94NDI2ax0Q/s1600-h/137_0699_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314935072886610066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ScJxSf-r2JI/AAAAAAAAAZg/q94NDI2ax0Q/s320/137_0699_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ScJxSLDeM2I/AAAAAAAAAZY/luVN1m4wvos/s1600-h/137_0710_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314935067269542754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ScJxSLDeM2I/AAAAAAAAAZY/luVN1m4wvos/s320/137_0710_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh YEAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ScJxR--nd6I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ZGzhGn9mOmY/s1600-h/137_0715_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314935064027953058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ScJxR--nd6I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ZGzhGn9mOmY/s320/137_0715_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay, so here is where the drama begins. See these roses....we knew they were coming. Katy tries to charge the stage but she gets stopped by security b/c your suppose to remain in your seats! HA...Ya right! So then I take another way around so they could see me in the wide open....Heres the story from my mind:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay Heather...Jump as high as you can and swing your arms like a lunatic so everyone can sit and stare and use you as their entertainment. Okay...he sees me..Jump more...GET THAT ROSE! He is staring right at you.....he has 2 roses left and he is throwing his next rose right to you. Here it comes, flying in the air, right to me.... So here I am jumping up through the air with my arms stretched wide trying to catch it..BAM...out of nowhere, two chicks, one by the way was a massive giagantor woman that had eyes the size of grapefruits and they come flying through the air to catch the rose that he was throwing to ME. All three of us miss the dang thing cuz we were trying to box out and push and shove. So the rose falls to the floor a step below me and without wasting time all 3 of us are on the ground trying to take hold of the dang thing. Needless to say, my promise came back into my head, "Heather, do NOT harm our child". So after being pushed over by shrek woman and her stepping on my finger and breaking my nail off...I KNOW RIGHT!, I stood up and almost had tears. I tried one more time to get noticed but sadly hung my head low and ran back to my seat for a hug. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ScJvgbJwb4I/AAAAAAAAAZI/PQWblRi3yAA/s1600-h/137_0718_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314933113085783938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ScJvgbJwb4I/AAAAAAAAAZI/PQWblRi3yAA/s320/137_0718_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid lady in the red shirt got all the attention this night. They even talked to her mom on the phone during the Mama song... Shee was hugged, and kissed, and hand held! Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ScJvgAD7oRI/AAAAAAAAAZA/1dBTZ3melrg/s1600-h/137_0729_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314933105813594386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ScJvgAD7oRI/AAAAAAAAAZA/1dBTZ3melrg/s320/137_0729_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So then the lights turn back on and the concert is over and I look over and down a few rows and guess who it is......... GIGANTOR with the big eyes, holding MY ROSE! She was taking pictures with it, and swinging it around in the air. Okay so now I'm pissed! So I get heated and Im telling Kyle what all I want to do to this woman and how I'm going to run by while she's posing for her stupid pictures and rip the head of the rose right off and she would be left with the thorns. hahahahaha. Okay, Kyle is getting mad and thinks his wife is now the psycho one, which Ya, I kinda was at the moment. I eyed her down the whole way out while Kyle was pushing me right along. We all know the truth though, that rose was intended for the fat, white shirted lady, standing in the isle way making a fool of herself just for Boyz II Men!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ScJvftkz0xI/AAAAAAAAAY4/FBUd9sGzzWY/s1600-h/137_0732_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314933100851221266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ScJvftkz0xI/AAAAAAAAAY4/FBUd9sGzzWY/s320/137_0732_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ScJvfcj-afI/AAAAAAAAAYw/oguK14ycqQU/s1600-h/137_0733_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314933096284318194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ScJvfcj-afI/AAAAAAAAAYw/oguK14ycqQU/s320/137_0733_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got over it and we went on our merry way! All in all....I had a blast and I'm so glad we were able to go. Thanks Katy, Krissy, and Kyle for a good night and not letting me end up in jail over that stupid rose that would be dead already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ScJvYIEeJNI/AAAAAAAAAYo/ONd1_1QitiE/s1600-h/137_0734_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314932970524386514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ScJvYIEeJNI/AAAAAAAAAYo/ONd1_1QitiE/s320/137_0734_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank you for listening to my story and my venting. (I'm really not crazy, I promise :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314960265457225394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ScKIM5nkzrI/AAAAAAAAAag/YNaFc6c4UQI/s320/137_0731_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, this is me and how big I was thrashing myself around at the concert. Wow...I'm special! This is me at 24 weeks along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314960258950796210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ScKIMhYUk7I/AAAAAAAAAaY/TZdgRhus0zM/s320/000_0068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-5520836626463448708?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/5520836626463448708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=5520836626463448708' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/5520836626463448708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/5520836626463448708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2009/03/boyz-ii-men-back-again.html' title='Boyz II Men back again.......'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ScJx8CPn2uI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/AXSXqGI4kAE/s72-c/137_0679.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-2911390252087665709</id><published>2009-02-23T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T11:18:31.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines</title><content type='html'>So Kyle and I decided we weren't going to do much for each other this year for Valentines seeing how we have to pay a fortune in taxes this year. I told him to just take me on a nice simple date on Friday night. So when I jumped in the shower Kyle took off and he came back at 6:30 to pick me up. He rung the doorbell and he had a huge balloon which was a recordable one to say a message and a bouquet of flowers and a sinlge rose for his little baby valentine :) We just went out to dinner at Brick Oven and then came home and attempted to watch The Notebook which didn't last long b/c we both fell asleep at 9:30. Then on Saturday (actual V-day) we had a bunch of people over from 7-peaks for a nice Italian dinner. We thought it would be easier and more fun to do it this way instead of standing in lines forever for an over priced meal. So we had everyone bring a portion of the dinner and I made Lasagna, salad, and garlic bread with lots of dessert to follow. It was delicious!!!! After we all just hung out and played Wii. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306073712234157186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SaL17bHBVII/AAAAAAAAAYY/OhGY7k-u95w/s320/137_0654_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306073708347238274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SaL17MoTp4I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/pyFiwUuBlgc/s320/137_0651_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306073702730332354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SaL163tIeMI/AAAAAAAAAYI/nNFo6gbtBUk/s320/137_0671_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-2911390252087665709?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/2911390252087665709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=2911390252087665709' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/2911390252087665709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/2911390252087665709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines.html' title='Valentines'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SaL17bHBVII/AAAAAAAAAYY/OhGY7k-u95w/s72-c/137_0654_00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-2358754106194653274</id><published>2009-02-15T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T12:15:53.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Sorry guys...I promised an update after the ultrasound and then never gave one. So we went to the doctors and went straight in for the ultrasound. The lady tried to go straight to the baby's crotch to let us know if it was a boy or girl (she didn't know that we already knew the sex). Well, it being my child, she was being stubborn and didn't want to open her legs to let us take a peep. So we continued with the ultrasound and made sure all the measurements were on tract and that the baby did look great. We kept going back and forth to the bum and face b/c she wouldn't take her hands down from her face either. Anyways, we were poking around at her so she would move and let us get a good shot of both. Finally we were able to get the shots we wanted, but apparently she wasn't too excited about us poking her. The lady printed off the pictures of our beautiful baby girl and this was the very first picture we saw........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She definately has my blood!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SZhsPxJbffI/AAAAAAAAAXI/-Lip-sbWpwc/s1600-h/137_0626_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303107579375484402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SZhsPxJbffI/AAAAAAAAAXI/-Lip-sbWpwc/s320/137_0626_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303107587355791634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SZhsQO4FURI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/2E_xNE4Mqno/s320/137_0630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yep...that is her flipping her parents off!! Can't wait to meet this little ball of fire. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are some pictures of my sister and I. Yes, this is a recent picture and the explaination of the tree being up still is b/c we still hadn't had Christmas with my mother yet so Heidi kept her tree up until we had Christmas. This was last sunday and mom was running a late so we still didn't have christmas. lol. But I am 20 weeks here in this picture so here is my nice and plump forming belly :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303107594928589538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SZhsQrFlCuI/AAAAAAAAAXg/bdZVu0fzkys/s320/137_0621_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303107590570137858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SZhsQa2cWQI/AAAAAAAAAXY/fs-lLhnnzxM/s320/137_0624.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-2358754106194653274?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/2358754106194653274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=2358754106194653274' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/2358754106194653274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/2358754106194653274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2009/02/update.html' title='Update...'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SZhsPxJbffI/AAAAAAAAAXI/-Lip-sbWpwc/s72-c/137_0626_00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-1762101045521141611</id><published>2009-02-08T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T13:12:13.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Half way there!</title><content type='html'>So I am officially 20 weeks pregnant and it has seemed like an eternity. Life is good now though!! The sickness is for the most part gone but on occasion, I will get a little relapse of it which I would totally take any day over what I was going through. I have more energy, I love my husband again (I was just so cranky all the time, NOT your fault honey, it was all me), and I do like being pregnant now. I can now feel when she is moving. It was hard to determine if it was her moving or just a little gas (we all know me and my problems) haha but it is very exciting to now feel a child moving inside me. It blows my mind that a real human being is being developed as we speak. What a miracle and such a blessing to be a woman. I used to hate being a girl.....now I love it. hahaha. We go for our normal 20 weeks appointment tomorrow and I get to see her on the screen again. I'm so excited to see my little baby girl moving around and see how she's changed. Kyle is doing good. We went baby shopping the other day and he now realizes that babies aren't so cheap. They take LOTS of $$$$$. Anyways, lifes great. I will update tomorrow of the doctors apt. Wish us luck. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-1762101045521141611?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/1762101045521141611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=1762101045521141611' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/1762101045521141611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/1762101045521141611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2009/02/half-way-there.html' title='Half way there!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-1766722892495655541</id><published>2009-01-24T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T14:12:54.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Girl!!!</title><content type='html'>So Kyle and I couldn't wait to have our normal 20 week ultrasound to find out the sex of the baby so a girl I work with at the hospital, her mother does research ultrasounds and so we signed up. They take about 20 minutes and do 2 different ultrasounds and their research is to measure the length of the cervix and see if it has any connections to pre-term labor. While they are measuring everything, you can stick in a VHS and have it all recorded and then they print you out a bunch of pictures. We were so expecting a little baby boy body part to be flaunting around but to our surprise......there was no wee-wee!!! I kept asking the girl..."but where is the wee-wee?" haha. We are soooooo excited it is a little girl but also very nervous. There are so many more little things to worry about with girls. We now have to think of girl names and now the shopping begins :) These pictures are pictures of the pictures of the ultrasound b/c my scanner doesn't work. Some of them are kinda hard to see. Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294985049684988258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXuQ2UF6UWI/AAAAAAAAAWg/NAn9r7POpEk/s320/Mexico+09+130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is her cute little profile picture. It looks better than the 12 week one. During the ultrasound she was perching her lips together and drinking. It was so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXuQ2YIYg6I/AAAAAAAAAWY/-pbX8uXmurI/s1600-h/Mexico+09+131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294985050769097634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXuQ2YIYg6I/AAAAAAAAAWY/-pbX8uXmurI/s320/Mexico+09+131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Both of these are her profile body shots. They are a little blurry but you can tell its a little human growing inside me. It's so crazy to know thats growing in me. Such a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXuQ2NZR-DI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/gCqfJcmPNhE/s1600-h/Mexico+09+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294985047887181874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXuQ2NZR-DI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/gCqfJcmPNhE/s320/Mexico+09+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her legs, feet, and arms were moving the whole time too and I didn't even feel it. There have been two times that I'm pretty sure I felt her moving. I can't wait to actually see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXuQ11-WZQI/AAAAAAAAAWI/lpy3coBPAxI/s1600-h/Mexico+09+134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294985041600210178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXuQ11-WZQI/AAAAAAAAAWI/lpy3coBPAxI/s320/Mexico+09+134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thats a foot if you couldn't tell. This one wouldn't turn out clear. I hope she doesn't have her mommys feet. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXuQ1jPdExI/AAAAAAAAAWA/R2_CAaQs-j4/s1600-h/Mexico+09+137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294985036571677458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXuQ1jPdExI/AAAAAAAAAWA/R2_CAaQs-j4/s320/Mexico+09+137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here it is.....dun..dun..dun...NO WEE-WEE!! It's a GIRL!!!! YEAH. If you can't tell, you are looking from underneath at her two thighs and her bum. The three little white lines indicates that it is a girl :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-1766722892495655541?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/1766722892495655541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=1766722892495655541' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/1766722892495655541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/1766722892495655541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-girl.html' title='It&apos;s a Girl!!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXuQ2UF6UWI/AAAAAAAAAWg/NAn9r7POpEk/s72-c/Mexico+09+130.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-8145841548850481581</id><published>2009-01-22T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T12:55:33.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mexico Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So Kyle and I went to Mexico with his parents this past week from the 10th-18th and had so much fun. We have been twice before and usually on Christmas but the tickets were too expensive that week so we went a few weeks later. We got there the first day and just hung out, unpacked, and layed out. While we were at dinner we got conned into going to look at a time share and they give you free things if you go. We talking him into giving me a free 1 hr massage, and 3 rounds of 9 holes of golf in one of the prettiest golf coarses there. It was amazing. It was right on the water along the ocean and every hole was surrounded with palm trees. So thats what we did the next day. Our trip usually consists of waking up..eating breakfast...laying out...eating lunch...laying out...shower...go eat dinner...walk around and shop...eat ice cream...go back to the room and watch a movie...and fall asleep. Repeat the next day! haha. That is what I call a nice relaxing vacation. So besides the golf, the only other big thing we did was went fishing which was a lot of fun besides getting sea sick. I didn't take my camera b/c I didn't want it to get soaked so there are no pics. We caught about 13 fish between the 4 of us and Kyle caught this awesome Jack fish. We had them all fileted out and then Senor Elias took them home to feed his family. The trip was fun and very relaxing and I got a tan. That was the only thing I cared about. Here are some of the pictures: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXjRmlZusUI/AAAAAAAAAUs/U8a6Mg8smHc/s1600-h/Mexico+09+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294211822779281730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXjRmlZusUI/AAAAAAAAAUs/U8a6Mg8smHc/s320/Mexico+09+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXjRmC96FTI/AAAAAAAAAUk/XOV4a3Km_I4/s1600-h/Mexico+09+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294211813535782194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXjRmC96FTI/AAAAAAAAAUk/XOV4a3Km_I4/s320/Mexico+09+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXjRlq8kIEI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tvNNjU3NM-8/s1600-h/Mexico+09+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294211807087697986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXjRlq8kIEI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tvNNjU3NM-8/s320/Mexico+09+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; Kyle and I did tie the round of golf to set the record straight. I had the lead the whole time and then of course on the very last hole I had to find the largest sand pit and dang it.....it took me forever to get the heck out of there. Kyle then has his chance to make a come back and he did. We like it better when we tie that way nobodys pissed off. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXjQ6oO8PnI/AAAAAAAAAUM/J3Qb2DXRMos/s1600-h/Mexico+09+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294211067625094770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXjQ6oO8PnI/AAAAAAAAAUM/J3Qb2DXRMos/s320/Mexico+09+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; This is me on the balcony of our room. It was such a beautiful site to wake up to in the mornings. And to hear the waves crashing as you fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXjQ6AzHJsI/AAAAAAAAAUE/bKU9piw1Wvw/s1600-h/Mexico+09+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294211057039386306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXjQ6AzHJsI/AAAAAAAAAUE/bKU9piw1Wvw/s320/Mexico+09+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laying out by the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXjQ6DHCnBI/AAAAAAAAAT8/yiRJLC7CZXE/s1600-h/Mexico+09+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294211057659845650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXjQ6DHCnBI/AAAAAAAAAT8/yiRJLC7CZXE/s320/Mexico+09+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; One of the many beautiful sunsets. Each night they all looked so different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXjQ5c_EiVI/AAAAAAAAAT0/j-kTLdfMNQE/s1600-h/Mexico+09+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294211047425870162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXjQ5c_EiVI/AAAAAAAAAT0/j-kTLdfMNQE/s320/Mexico+09+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; Kyle and I at dinner on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXjQXZIPXjI/AAAAAAAAATs/G39PRh_AMk8/s1600-h/Mexico+09+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294210462275034674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXjQXZIPXjI/AAAAAAAAATs/G39PRh_AMk8/s320/Mexico+09+103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; We were on our way home from dinner and hopped on this Pulmoneo which is kinda just like a little glorified golf cart. The guy I think had too much to drink that night. He was hooting and hollering the whole way home but he was hilarious. He jumped out of the cart and let us take pictures, it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXjQXLTgxAI/AAAAAAAAATk/-ZY3VFIhnq4/s1600-h/Mexico+09+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294210458564215810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXjQXLTgxAI/AAAAAAAAATk/-ZY3VFIhnq4/s320/Mexico+09+113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; Kyle having fun by himself in the water. I hate to say it but I never even got into the ocean. There were a lot of rocks and the truth be told....I HATE WATER! haha. I keep the sand in place while Kyle goes and plays. Can't wait till we have a child that will go with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXjQWnp3SkI/AAAAAAAAATc/8gzweg9XCoA/s1600-h/Mexico+09+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294210448994290242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXjQWnp3SkI/AAAAAAAAATc/8gzweg9XCoA/s320/Mexico+09+116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; This is our friend Elias. He has been working here for 15 years and thats about how long Kyle has been going to Mexico. We try to bring him a gift each year we go down. In this picture he is wearing a Utah Flash basketball shirt that we brought him last year. He's an awesome guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294221325722163634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXjaPun3mbI/AAAAAAAAAU8/vsfosNwt_ak/s320/Mexico+09+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXjQWD3RqHI/AAAAAAAAATU/w34dG0kcf9M/s1600-h/Mexico+09+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294210439386867826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXjQWD3RqHI/AAAAAAAAATU/w34dG0kcf9M/s320/Mexico+09+124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; This is us at Gringo Lingos. It's an all you can eat restaurant. They bring you one plate of food and then you order your next entree. Kyle ended up eating 5 full plates of food. That is sooo much fun b/c each plate is a brand new huge plate of food. I don't know where he puts all of it. This was his first night wearing his new glasses too. I think he looks so cute in them and I love how he now believes me when I say I can read a sign a mile away. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294221334386610626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXjaQO5okcI/AAAAAAAAAVE/q0PTW9TaTDI/s320/Mexico+09+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is a store called Senor Frogs. It's the most well known store in all of Mexico. Their logo thing is the frog and they had these wigs to put on to take pictures with. I don't know Kyle, you look kinda good with long hair ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXjQVtnekzI/AAAAAAAAATM/8-gUrS8V5g8/s1600-h/Mexico+09+126.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294210433415025458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXjQVtnekzI/AAAAAAAAATM/8-gUrS8V5g8/s320/Mexico+09+126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; This was our last day there before we headed to the airport. If you look carefully, you can see my big buldge of a belly and that was even in the morning. Watch out later in the day, I'll knock you over. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-8145841548850481581?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/8145841548850481581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=8145841548850481581' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/8145841548850481581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/8145841548850481581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2009/01/mexico-trip.html' title='Mexico Trip'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXjRmlZusUI/AAAAAAAAAUs/U8a6Mg8smHc/s72-c/Mexico+09+037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-718261986423229947</id><published>2009-01-19T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T12:00:53.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pic of baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXTb547EhrI/AAAAAAAAAS8/e6R0e-Eh7sg/s1600-h/Mexico+09+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293097249646347954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXTb547EhrI/AAAAAAAAAS8/e6R0e-Eh7sg/s320/Mexico+09+127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I know this is a little late but this is the ultrasound picture of my 12 week appointment. I am now 17 weeks and showing a lot more than I am in the last post. When I put up my Mexico pictures you will see my big belly growing. I think the baby in this picture looks like a little surfer boy so I think it's a boy but when I have dreams, its always a girl. I go to find out the sex of the baby in a few weeks so I will let everyone know when that time comes :) SOOO EXCITED!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-718261986423229947?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/718261986423229947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=718261986423229947' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/718261986423229947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/718261986423229947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2009/01/pic-of-baby.html' title='Pic of baby'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SXTb547EhrI/AAAAAAAAAS8/e6R0e-Eh7sg/s72-c/Mexico+09+127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-6802431434273003870</id><published>2009-01-07T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T20:39:24.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby on the way!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SWWDSJJAcmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/HCE47AWnqJI/s1600-h/135_0339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288777685131096674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SWWDSJJAcmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/HCE47AWnqJI/s320/135_0339.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's official....I'm pregnant!!! I know most of you have known for a long time I just have not yet blogged about it. I have been putting it off because I keep thinking of what good things I'm going to tell everyone about, and yet, the only thing that keeps coming to mind is how so dang sick I have been. I will be 16 weeks on Friday and I think I am showing already. Truthfully, most of it is my gut I have always had but now I don't care about sucking it in anymore so now I have a dun lap. lol. No, Kyle and I can both tell that my belly has grown. It really is amazing putting aside the loss of appetite, nausea, vomiting, fatigue, sore body parts, growing belly, no motivation, can't walk into the kitchen without running straight back into the bathroom, HATING the smell of onions, working with people that have B.O. that smells like onions, working with people throwing up, starting IVs on myself, telling Kyle his voice makes me nauseated...lol, man, I really don't mean to be venting. hahah. No but truly, we are so excited to be trusted to be having a child. We did talk about it and that we could be ready to start trying and then....BAM!! Positive pregnancy test! We were very lucky that we didn't have to wait and try, try, try again. We had our first ultrasound at 12 weeks and it was very cool to actually see our child and hear it's heartbeat. That made everything more worth it. I go back to the Doctors on the 22nd to listen to the heart again and then my next apt will be telling us the sex of the baby. CAN'T WAIT! Anyways... I will keep updating as the days come and go. We are going to Mexico on Saturday and I'm just praying the Mexico weather will stop this nonsense throwing up. To all you who have been dealing with me so well....THANK YOU!!!!!! Oh yea...I'm due June 26th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-6802431434273003870?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/6802431434273003870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=6802431434273003870' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/6802431434273003870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/6802431434273003870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2009/01/baby-on-way.html' title='Baby on the way!!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SWWDSJJAcmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/HCE47AWnqJI/s72-c/135_0339.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-337520216381757020</id><published>2009-01-01T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T22:57:28.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Humbling Moments</title><content type='html'>My best friend Katy was a few weeks over due with her baby boy. She went into the doctor Monday afternoon and she was sent to the hospital for an Emergency C-section. Baby Keegan was not doing well at all and was flown by Life flight to Primary Childrens Hospital in critical condition. To see a mother who had just given birth have to say goodbye to her son and was told to say goodbye b/c he might not make it through the night was not a moment anyone in this world wants to go through. The instant love that was formed for this brand new child that was fighting for his own life was amazing. It's sad to say that it takes moments like these to make us stop in our tracks and take a moment to think about life and how blessed we are in our every day lives. Baby Keegan.....keep fighting little guy. We all love you and are thinking of you and your parents constantly. Don't give up! If your interested in following Baby Keegans progress, they made a blog for him. &lt;a href="http://www.prayersforkeegan.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.prayersforkeegan.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. Anyone who would like to join in and pray for this blessed family, please do! We need everything ounce of hope and faith out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-337520216381757020?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/337520216381757020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=337520216381757020' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/337520216381757020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/337520216381757020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2009/01/humbling-moments.html' title='Humbling Moments'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-4716208556751565212</id><published>2008-12-27T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T23:03:16.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas everyone!!! So my dad got in town last Sunday and stayed with Heidi and Morgan for the first few days. Then on Christmas Eve they all came over to do our gift exchanges and have our old tradition of Stouffers lasagna. MmmMmmm. Then Heidi and Morgan headed to Beaver, UT (where he is from) and we finished our shopping. Christmas morning the boys woke up early while I got every moment of sleep I could, we put in a roast, and then opened gifts around noon. Here are all our many presents. I went way over budget this year. After that, we ate our yummy roast, and then went out to Kyles land and took a tube and knee board out along with the four wheelers and had a blast. Here are the pictures of the days. Sunday night we will be having our Christmas with my mother. Oh Boy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SVciAgp5SrI/AAAAAAAAASQ/Rh2UIKH__VY/s1600-h/135_0347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284730079903566514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SVciAgp5SrI/AAAAAAAAASQ/Rh2UIKH__VY/s320/135_0347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284730757109920002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SVcin7ceMQI/AAAAAAAAASg/b7NjuHPz3bQ/s320/135_0353.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284732602611866914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SVckTWebHSI/AAAAAAAAASo/Fb7dgvHQW64/s320/135_0364.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is a big ol icicle that was hanging out of our drain. Pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SVch_1QYWqI/AAAAAAAAASI/bczj_hy1Wck/s1600-h/135_0354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284730068253825698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SVch_1QYWqI/AAAAAAAAASI/bczj_hy1Wck/s320/135_0354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284729230213832818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SVchPDUE4HI/AAAAAAAAAR4/wnsdOkI_TrE/s320/135_0367.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284729220463672594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SVchOe_dPRI/AAAAAAAAARw/PgDGBjOb2LI/s320/135_0381.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284729211392618338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SVchN9Mv72I/AAAAAAAAARo/uh-M-JjdcNc/s320/135_0385.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284730084042874738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SVciAwEyH3I/AAAAAAAAASY/AcusQs2GdQM/s320/100_0631.jpg" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SVchNdFOELI/AAAAAAAAARg/eLrrubBiPug/s1600-h/135_0389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284729202771103922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SVchNdFOELI/AAAAAAAAARg/eLrrubBiPug/s320/135_0389.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SVchMbQcyXI/AAAAAAAAARY/czG_Kf6nJME/s1600-h/135_0409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284729185101465970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SVchMbQcyXI/AAAAAAAAARY/czG_Kf6nJME/s320/135_0409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my cute husband opening his Wii!!!! 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So I called my sister Heidi and her husband Morgan yesterday and asked if they wanted to go take pictures up the canyon where there was some snow. It was FREEZY although you couldn't really tell in the pics. We would run and take our coats off, snap the picture, and then run back to our coats. It was lots of fun b/c Kyle and I haven't had any pictures of us taken in a long time. Heidi and Morgan got really cute ones too of them and their cute lil dog but those are on her camera. Then we went back to the house and made some yummy dinner and just hung out. Thanks you guys for being so willing on such short notice. But heres the pictures we got. (they look like engagements but shhh....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SUaYQYjOcVI/AAAAAAAAARI/YGA8NiDBexc/s1600-h/135_0319_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280075020374012242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SUaYQYjOcVI/AAAAAAAAARI/YGA8NiDBexc/s320/135_0319_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SUaYQKKgQuI/AAAAAAAAARA/KrxicISPDA4/s1600-h/135_0326_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280075016512226018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SUaYQKKgQuI/AAAAAAAAARA/KrxicISPDA4/s320/135_0326_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SUaYPxMqIAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Okp0eU2jiWQ/s1600-h/135_0322_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280075009810374658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SUaYPxMqIAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Okp0eU2jiWQ/s320/135_0322_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SUaYPAlxd_I/AAAAAAAAAQw/XAb__B6x47c/s1600-h/135_0324_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280074996762376178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SUaYPAlxd_I/AAAAAAAAAQw/XAb__B6x47c/s320/135_0324_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SUaYOT0Om_I/AAAAAAAAAQo/IRhfeq8d2Vo/s1600-h/135_0325.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280074984743410674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SUaYOT0Om_I/AAAAAAAAAQo/IRhfeq8d2Vo/s320/135_0325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Well this one actually really hurt. Haha, I guess I haven't tested my strength lately but when I tried to lift my feet off the ground, it felt like my insides ripped from off my stomach lining. lol. That explains the face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SUaXsebVlbI/AAAAAAAAAQg/gLjk9_QcgX4/s1600-h/135_0328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280074403476247986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SUaXsebVlbI/AAAAAAAAAQg/gLjk9_QcgX4/s320/135_0328.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SUaXr6eRUqI/AAAAAAAAAQY/YW9ps48e5j4/s1600-h/135_0331_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280074393824875170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SUaXr6eRUqI/AAAAAAAAAQY/YW9ps48e5j4/s320/135_0331_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SUaXpdnE0II/AAAAAAAAAQI/-s7x_jfh1zo/s1600-h/135_0333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280074351717437570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SUaXpdnE0II/AAAAAAAAAQI/-s7x_jfh1zo/s320/135_0333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SUaXpFmbF1I/AAAAAAAAAQA/uq2k75_OHwY/s1600-h/135_0336_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280074345272252242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SUaXpFmbF1I/AAAAAAAAAQA/uq2k75_OHwY/s320/135_0336_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...If you do want a Christmas card it might still get to you in time. Please comment and leave your address. Even if I already have it, I have probably lost it already. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-1604432521732142731?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/1604432521732142731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=1604432521732142731' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/1604432521732142731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/1604432521732142731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-pictures.html' title='Christmas Pictures'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SUaYQYjOcVI/AAAAAAAAARI/YGA8NiDBexc/s72-c/135_0319_00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-8811099398198697558</id><published>2008-12-08T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:11:48.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its beginning to look a lot like Christmas..</title><content type='html'>So Kyle and I decided it was time to go pick out a Christmas tree. We wanted to go cut a fresh one down last weekend but we had to do our family Thanksgiving instead. So we drove down to the end of our street and went searching. After many rounds through all the trees, I finally found the one that spoke out to me. lol. It was marked $39.99 (which by the way is so much cheaper than what we ever paid in FL for a tree). Well, the person I am, I negotiated and we settled and bought the tree for $29.99. Here are some pictures....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ST3K1e3v9GI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/YVz6JChQcSQ/s1600-h/135_0278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277597358516860002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ST3K1e3v9GI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/YVz6JChQcSQ/s320/135_0278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ST3K0-GHrfI/AAAAAAAAAPI/USJ_QOqiThY/s1600-h/135_0275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277597349718765042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ST3K0-GHrfI/AAAAAAAAAPI/USJ_QOqiThY/s320/135_0275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we got it home and had many words about this lovely tree. For the life of us, we could not make it stand straight in the tree stand. Don't worry Kyle...Life goes on, haha, and we finally GOT IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ST3K2YRw0aI/AAAAAAAAAPY/410rrUf7NcM/s1600-h/135_0280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277597373926789538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ST3K2YRw0aI/AAAAAAAAAPY/410rrUf7NcM/s320/135_0280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I bought the lights with white wire which is so not allowed on a green tree. I also did not buy enough so we had to make a late night run to Walgreens for more lights. This quick tree event turned into an all nighter. But I was very excited to top the tree with my Precious Moments angel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ST3K3EjRPHI/AAAAAAAAAPg/XegAZDowXOg/s1600-h/135_0286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277597385811377266" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ST3K3EjRPHI/AAAAAAAAAPg/XegAZDowXOg/s320/135_0286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ST3NeVB9zsI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Hh2Jp9Cs7JI/s1600-h/135_0290.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know its cheesy, but from the time I was little I have always liked Precious Moments so last year I went and stole all moms ornaments and I found her as the tree topper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ST3NeVB9zsI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Hh2Jp9Cs7JI/s1600-h/135_0290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277600259273248450" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ST3NeVB9zsI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Hh2Jp9Cs7JI/s320/135_0290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the tree ended up so dang pretty. I love the red, green, and white lights. Thanks Kyle for putting up with me:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ST3K5neMKUI/AAAAAAAAAPo/YOaF8VxrXMg/s1600-h/135_0289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277597429545052482" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ST3K5neMKUI/AAAAAAAAAPo/YOaF8VxrXMg/s320/135_0289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Kyle had a WONDERFUL time trying to put lights up. hahahahahaha. This is the first time we have had a house so I wanted lights of course. Well, I once again didn't buy enought lights so half way through the process.....another trip to Walgreens. Man, that place loves us. They do look wonderful though and it feels like Christmas now in our home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ST3Ne0JbXiI/AAAAAAAAAP4/kxovF1e4Z4c/s1600-h/135_0315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277600267626044962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ST3Ne0JbXiI/AAAAAAAAAP4/kxovF1e4Z4c/s320/135_0315.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. It did snow today which was so fun to see. This will be my very 1st cold, maybe White christmas of my whole life. Wahoooo, I will try not to start anymore fires :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-8811099398198697558?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/8811099398198697558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=8811099398198697558' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/8811099398198697558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/8811099398198697558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-beginning-to-look-lot-like.html' title='Its beginning to look a lot like Christmas..'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/ST3K1e3v9GI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/YVz6JChQcSQ/s72-c/135_0278.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-6612837207370628538</id><published>2008-11-19T15:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T16:11:19.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ambulance...Ya..ya...ya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So heres what happened......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; It started getting cold here in Utah and now that we have a house with a fire place, I thought It would be a great idea to have a fire last Monday night. I called Kyle and told him to find some fire wood at work and bring it home. Well, we started building the fire right before One Tree Hill came on and I threw in some newspaper and then Kyle did the rest. Well, I'm from Florida so of coarse I don't know much about all this stuff, I knew Kyle would have it under control. So he lights the match and we have a fire. Well.....he starts saying...WOW, this is creating a lot of smoke Heather, I wonder why!? So the house continues to fill with smoke and I went running around opening up all windows and doors even though it was 30 degrees out side. Well, we have this security system in our house that we don't pay for but it is still activated. The alarm started going off and shouting...FIRE....ALERT...FIRE! Dang it! They automatically send a response crew out every time the alarm goes off. Ya, so first the officer arrives and checks on us and few seconds later we hear ALL the sirens going off. As they are pulling up, I'm motioning to them to go and everything is fine. Well, they came in and the house is filled even more with smoke. One of the Firefighters says to me, "Hey, do you work at the ER?" Oh great, I'm going to be the joke around the hospital. Anyways, so they bring out their huge fan and blow out all the smoke. In the mean time, we found out that we didn't open the Flue in the fireplace which is what allows all the smoke to exit the house. DUH............ My house was a mess so I'm trying to clean as they are going in and out of the house. So embarassing I tell ya. I'm still laying low when I see Orem Fire come into the ER. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SSSkvFmUq7I/AAAAAAAAAN4/6GJfipMva_Q/s1600-h/Fire+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270518592794045362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SSSkvFmUq7I/AAAAAAAAAN4/6GJfipMva_Q/s320/Fire+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was excited so I was taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SSSkvZvBRYI/AAAAAAAAAOA/gSnVdz4oV3E/s1600-h/Fire+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270518598199231874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SSSkvZvBRYI/AAAAAAAAAOA/gSnVdz4oV3E/s320/Fire+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were so proud until.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SSSkv38gVxI/AAAAAAAAAOI/UokyPPry9bE/s1600-h/Fire+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270518606308857618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SSSkv38gVxI/AAAAAAAAAOI/UokyPPry9bE/s320/Fire+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dang it...the Fire Department :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SSSkwpi4sCI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/PxDDW8CsNfg/s1600-h/Fire+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270518619623174178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SSSkwpi4sCI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/PxDDW8CsNfg/s320/Fire+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some were laughing at us....some were NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SSSkwpi4sCI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/PxDDW8CsNfg/s1600-h/Fire+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-6612837207370628538?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/6612837207370628538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=6612837207370628538' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/6612837207370628538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/6612837207370628538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2008/11/ambulanceyayaya.html' title='Ambulance...Ya..ya...ya'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SSSkvFmUq7I/AAAAAAAAAN4/6GJfipMva_Q/s72-c/Fire+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-5550196987892828690</id><published>2008-11-10T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T12:35:48.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Lazy</title><content type='html'>I am just such a lazy person. Yesterday was Sunday and we have church at 1:00pm. Don't worry, I slept in until 12:30 ish and then didn't have time to get ready for church so I sat on the couch and fell back asleep while Kyle went and enjoyed the cute primary program. I was bummed I missed it. Then today...it has been drizzling all day and I'm on call for work so I try to get the most sleep before they call me in. Well I was forcing myself to toss and turn b/c I thought it was like 9 am. NO....I woke up and it was NOON! Dang, I need to do something. I might go to Mervyns b/c they are going out of business. Anyone bored? I really need to study for Anatomy but lazy people hate to study! hahaha. Hince why I'm writing this post, to procrastinate the things I really need to be doing. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-5550196987892828690?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/5550196987892828690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=5550196987892828690' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/5550196987892828690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/5550196987892828690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-lazy.html' title='So Lazy'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-6830895806059914693</id><published>2008-10-28T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T14:13:50.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frightmares</title><content type='html'>So Kyle and I went to Frightmares with a bunch of people from work on Saturday. It was mucho fun. I was a little upset thought because I had never been to Lagoon and I loved to make fun of it as a big carnival. Now that I have actually been and had so much fun, there will be no more laughter coming  from me.  Kyle and I carpooled with Ashley and Jake and met up with Allie and Dave, and Annalee and Buck. There were lots others there too but way too many names to remember. lol. After Lagoon, we were so starving we went to the famous IHOP and Kyle ate a Country Fried Steak the size of Africa. I did as well, eat so much that I thought I was going to re eat my food. haha I dont have any pictures of this wonderul event so if you would like to see pics, Go to Allie Pepper or Annalee and Bucks Blog! Thanks for the great night guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-6830895806059914693?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/6830895806059914693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=6830895806059914693' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/6830895806059914693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/6830895806059914693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2008/10/frightmares.html' title='Frightmares'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-5453470282556305994</id><published>2008-10-20T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T09:07:27.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!!</title><content type='html'>SO...I am at work right now and they don't allow us to have internet so when we do find it on the computer....we flock to that computer and try not to get caught by the natzi's. All those that I work with, you know what I'm talking about. So I found the internet up this morning and I tried to hurry and do something on my blog. Well, while I was being sneaky sneaky, I somehow erased all of my "Friends" blogs. OMG!! They are all gone. So if you all could, comment on this post and include your blog website so I can get back into the BLOG world. Thanks everyone!!!! This is a crisis :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-5453470282556305994?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/5453470282556305994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=5453470282556305994' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/5453470282556305994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/5453470282556305994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2008/10/omg.html' title='OMG!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-8733639635608777440</id><published>2008-10-17T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T16:15:11.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kyles Hunt</title><content type='html'>Disclaimer: If you have a weak stomach....DO NOT READ THIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I tried to post this the other day but my computer froze. Kyle went on his big Elk hunt the beginning of this month and was successful!!! He scouted elk for about 4 days and then the day the hunt opened, he saw a big one and had 2 seconds to decide so he shot his elk. It is pretty decent size for his 1st elk. Just so you guys know, he has been waiting for this hunt for about 14 years so it was a big deal. We kept the skull and horns and turned in the meat which should feed us for about a year. That makes me happy since the economy is suffering and meat is expensive. We will just call that our food storage :) Here are some pictures:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SPka5zQd_jI/AAAAAAAAALs/2x9A2rqp16w/s1600-h/Kyles+Elk+Hunt+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258263620245913138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SPka5zQd_jI/AAAAAAAAALs/2x9A2rqp16w/s320/Kyles+Elk+Hunt+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This picture is taken from where Kyle shot it from. Pretty dang close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SPka6TRCReI/AAAAAAAAAL0/aH3c2ZVpFcc/s1600-h/Kyles+Elk+Hunt+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258263628838225378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SPka6TRCReI/AAAAAAAAAL0/aH3c2ZVpFcc/s320/Kyles+Elk+Hunt+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's so proud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SPka6rHeFiI/AAAAAAAAAL8/6K-SyAktlAE/s1600-h/Kyles+Elk+Hunt+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258263635240556066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SPka6rHeFiI/AAAAAAAAAL8/6K-SyAktlAE/s320/Kyles+Elk+Hunt+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SPka7PgCmJI/AAAAAAAAAME/Kip_p8IY3TI/s1600-h/Kyles+Elk+Hunt+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258263645007288466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SPka7PgCmJI/AAAAAAAAAME/Kip_p8IY3TI/s320/Kyles+Elk+Hunt+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know this is gross for some but this is how it works. They cut all the good meat off and thats what we will be eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SPka7rEwCmI/AAAAAAAAAMM/y3FYjr04mAw/s1600-h/Kyles+Elk+Hunt+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258263652409018978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SPka7rEwCmI/AAAAAAAAAMM/y3FYjr04mAw/s320/Kyles+Elk+Hunt+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The head. I have a picture of the skull when it is all done and looks cool.  That will be in my next post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-8733639635608777440?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/8733639635608777440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=8733639635608777440' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/8733639635608777440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/8733639635608777440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2008/10/kyles-hunt.html' title='Kyles Hunt'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SPka5zQd_jI/AAAAAAAAALs/2x9A2rqp16w/s72-c/Kyles+Elk+Hunt+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-1046291830470879372</id><published>2008-09-26T16:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T14:57:55.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sept 13th was my 22nd birthday and it was an eventful day. We woke up that morning and Kyle went to work for a little bit to earn some extra money and after I opened my gifts I saw why. While he went to work, I went to school so I could study a little bit. Then we went out to lunch with the coolest, most awesomest girl named Analee Ashby from work to Tucanos Brazilian restuarant. She was soo much fun to go to lunch with! lol (Is that better missy?) After that we went to the BYU football game vs. UCLA. It was suppose to be a good game but no, we killed them like 52-0 or something. It was so stinking hot outside so I was kinda falling asleep. After that, we went back home and opened gifts before we went to the Orem Owlz baseball game. Then we came home and were so exhausted we both just crashed. Scroll down to see how funny Kyle is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SOvbHhogLkI/AAAAAAAAALM/-rQQdDAb2fA/s1600-h/133_0163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254534312591633986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SOvbHhogLkI/AAAAAAAAALM/-rQQdDAb2fA/s320/133_0163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN1u9uLOh0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/iYsNwo7FDnc/s1600-h/133_0171.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN1u94elpBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/JDbyNlz89MU/s1600-h/133_0179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250474749995623442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN1u94elpBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/JDbyNlz89MU/s320/133_0179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I told Kyle to surprise me with my gifts this year b/c I NEVER get surprises. So he brought them in one by one in a big black plastic bag ( we called that the Debby method) lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN1u96eQrvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/G1_m9Qwb3EY/s1600-h/133_0178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250474750531120882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN1u96eQrvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/G1_m9Qwb3EY/s320/133_0178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is why I don't like surprised b/c they are so random that I don't know how to respond. Kyle is so dang cute tho. He was like...I HAD THIS PICKED OUT FOR SOOOO LONG!! The reason behind it is that I can't fall asleep super fast so I read or study in bed and I have a bad neck so Kyle thought a back pillow was an awesome gift, which by the way, i do love it! It was just so random. And he made sure he picked out the perfect color to match our bedspread. haha, I love him to much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN1u-JlqBNI/AAAAAAAAAKE/qtZ-EXUyG7Y/s1600-h/133_0182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250474754588673234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN1u-JlqBNI/AAAAAAAAAKE/qtZ-EXUyG7Y/s320/133_0182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I think this gift was addressed to Kyle b/c it is a surround sound that he found on sale. haha It's still in the box because I'm not sure we can afford this at the moment. We shall see. My face was good on this one. I was like... OOoohh, um...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kyle got me one more and it was a photo printer for my camera. That is still in the box too b/c I hate spending $$$ on me. I'm still trying to decide. But thank you Kyle for all the thought and $$ you put into my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN1u-RetKeI/AAAAAAAAAKM/uekzR5pf_fE/s1600-h/133_0188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250474756707002850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN1u-RetKeI/AAAAAAAAAKM/uekzR5pf_fE/s320/133_0188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the best part. I read this card and couldn't stop laughing. This is the front...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN1vMns3twI/AAAAAAAAAKU/guVfxdqvXrc/s1600-h/133_0191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250475003190163202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN1vMns3twI/AAAAAAAAAKU/guVfxdqvXrc/s320/133_0191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is was it said inside. Do you see whats wrong with it? Kyle felt pretty stupid but I eventually got him to laugh with me. He said,"No wonder the dang card didn't make sense to me. hahaha". Gotta love him! I let it slide this one time. Dun..dun..dun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN1vM0P-zJI/AAAAAAAAAKc/NisJJr4Ho3Y/s1600-h/133_0197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250475006558653586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN1vM0P-zJI/AAAAAAAAAKc/NisJJr4Ho3Y/s320/133_0197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the end of our night at the baseball game. Thanks honey, I love you!&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/420916043254005890-1046291830470879372?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/1046291830470879372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=1046291830470879372' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/1046291830470879372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/1046291830470879372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to me!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SOvbHhogLkI/AAAAAAAAALM/-rQQdDAb2fA/s72-c/133_0163.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-1382011656243498234</id><published>2008-09-26T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T22:36:58.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping</title><content type='html'>(Wow, I look rough...but thats what its all about right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN3FgLxkijI/AAAAAAAAALE/-O0jEH3ccyk/s1600-h/100_0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250569897291057714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN3FgLxkijI/AAAAAAAAALE/-O0jEH3ccyk/s320/100_0080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN3FfbK1hdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/s2q5k0cpp6I/s1600-h/100_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250569884243690962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN3FfbK1hdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/s2q5k0cpp6I/s320/100_0046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this was a while ago but I haven't had time to blog it. This was over Labor Day weekend so we went to Fish lake where Kyle had his big hunt to scout out some elk. Kyle, Dad, and I left on Friday night and Morgan and Heidi met us up there Sunday afternoon and we all left on Monday. It was nice during the days and cold at night. Heidi had never been "real" camping so we thought it would be fun for her to learn how to rough it. Please excuse these pictures. I didn't bring one stitch of make-up and no shower for 4 days!! Beautiful I tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN1rMcT-ZJI/AAAAAAAAAJc/KBl-lEIeJ_o/s1600-h/100_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250470602086442130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN1rMcT-ZJI/AAAAAAAAAJc/KBl-lEIeJ_o/s320/100_0082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys got in Trouble!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN1rMrF9JQI/AAAAAAAAAJk/wsn-zusV5RA/s1600-h/100_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250470606054171906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN1rMrF9JQI/AAAAAAAAAJk/wsn-zusV5RA/s320/100_0090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having fun around the camp fire, well, Heidi doesn't look like shes having fun. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN1rMatM5iI/AAAAAAAAAJU/X93pnxtaCT4/s1600-h/100_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250470601655379490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN1rMatM5iI/AAAAAAAAAJU/X93pnxtaCT4/s320/100_0077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! We caught a fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN1qiGXz9GI/AAAAAAAAAIs/jPAK9TJrtKM/s1600-h/100_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN1qidKZ0nI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ccC9rsUPMHs/s1600-h/100_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN3FfcdeN1I/AAAAAAAAAKk/c5UIL_rt-yg/s1600-h/100_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250569884590290770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN3FfcdeN1I/AAAAAAAAAKk/c5UIL_rt-yg/s320/100_0063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad looks transparent in this picture, it was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN1qi3f6CxI/AAAAAAAAAJE/cTIiJRAOAyA/s1600-h/100_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN1qjI_kSTI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ZKA3XNj5Z58/s1600-h/100_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN3FfyrKasI/AAAAAAAAAK8/O1Iw_DxmtLc/s1600-h/100_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250569890553293506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN3FfyrKasI/AAAAAAAAAK8/O1Iw_DxmtLc/s320/100_0073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN3FfhFFBWI/AAAAAAAAAK0/5A_pLCngTlA/s1600-h/100_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250569885830153570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN3FfhFFBWI/AAAAAAAAAK0/5A_pLCngTlA/s320/100_0076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to teach Heidi how to put a tent up, or maybe how to rope a bull. lol.  We dressed her up REAL good so she wouldn't get cold on our 4 wheeler ride. She looks like the little boy from the Christmas Story. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had fun. We looked for animals in the am and pm and during the day we ate, played games, and just hung out. I'm glad we were able to educated Heidi on what camping is all about!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-1382011656243498234?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/1382011656243498234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=1382011656243498234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/1382011656243498234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/1382011656243498234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2008/09/camping.html' title='Camping'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SN3FgLxkijI/AAAAAAAAALE/-O0jEH3ccyk/s72-c/100_0080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-5063374736391070930</id><published>2008-09-19T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T10:06:18.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So just a quick update since my totally awesome Boyz 2 Men concert. School started and after taking a 2 1/2 year break, I finally decided it was my turn to go back. I'm starting slowly and am just taking an Anatomy class, which by the way, is said to be the hardest one in Utah! Go figure. I'm surprisingly doing okay but I have my 1st test tonight so we shall see. Wish me luck!! And then I plan on applying for nusring schools shortly. Kyle....is shaking out of his boots. He has his HUGE Elk hunt this week that he has been waiting for for over 13 years. He is soo excited. I was suppose to go with him but I got sick this week and I have lots of studying to do. He leaves today for a WHOLE week. We have never been apart that long. Man, I have a whole King size bed....all to myself. lol jk. I will miss him tons and its kinda scary b/c he won't have reception so I don't know if he will be okay or not. With me working in the ER, everytime I hear an ambulance I wonder if its my family. Anyways....GOOD LUCK to Kyle. He's going to make me proud and kill us a trophy elk (or else he can't come home!) jk again. If anyone wants to buy some elk meat, let us know. So this has been our focus for the past little while. If your not familiar with hunting...it costs ALOT of money for preperations, clothing, food, the actual hunting permit, and then after you kill the thing, lots more money. But I know how important this is for him and I am so excited for him to have the time of his life. P.s. If anyone is bored... I will be lonely for a whole week. Let me know :) P.s.s. Birthday pictures are coming next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-5063374736391070930?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/5063374736391070930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=5063374736391070930' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/5063374736391070930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/5063374736391070930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2008/09/update.html' title='Update:'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-2923695933375602050</id><published>2008-09-07T14:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T14:23:03.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys II Men... Back again!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So, I have been waiting for this moment for a long time!!! Boys II Men came to Orem, Utah and I think I was the biggest advertisement they had. I was soooo excited when I heard they were coming. Katy was leaving on her honeymoon and I told her she HAD to be back for this momentous occation! lol It was perfect that she married a guy who also loves Boys 2 Men. So we went to the concert and didn't have the greatest seats cuz it was a packed house. So they started singing and Katy and I were going bananas! All of a sudden, I was up in the middle of the isle way dancing and singing and then they were dancing and BAM... I just started running towards them and next thing I knew... I was at the front of the stage. Kyle is such a wonerful husband that he just laughed at me and then went and bought me a backstage pass so I could meet them! Katy's new husband jumped in and bought her one too. So after the show, we were like kids in a candy shop! We got pictures and it was AWESOME!!! Love you Boyz II Men!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SMRDos9JUCI/AAAAAAAAAHI/nGZzHZmDcLc/s1600-h/BOYS+TO+MEN!+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SMRCgMsuaaI/AAAAAAAAAGw/koegEBV6ejg/s1600-h/BOYS+TO+MEN!+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243388987098163618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SMRCgMsuaaI/AAAAAAAAAGw/koegEBV6ejg/s200/BOYS+TO+MEN!+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SMRCesM-BOI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/RXncUcDJ3QI/s1600-h/BOYS+TO+MEN!+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243388961195164898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SMRCesM-BOI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/RXncUcDJ3QI/s200/BOYS+TO+MEN!+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SMRCeyqdI3I/AAAAAAAAAGY/tLW7CRwDNeM/s1600-h/BOYS+TO+MEN!+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243388962929451890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SMRCeyqdI3I/AAAAAAAAAGY/tLW7CRwDNeM/s200/BOYS+TO+MEN!+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SMRCfAtv2tI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ZYfDURAtAkg/s1600-h/BOYS+TO+MEN!+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243388966701357778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SMRCfAtv2tI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ZYfDURAtAkg/s200/BOYS+TO+MEN!+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SMRCftvbc2I/AAAAAAAAAGo/S_utlp_mZwc/s1600-h/BOYS+TO+MEN!+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243388978788004706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SMRCftvbc2I/AAAAAAAAAGo/S_utlp_mZwc/s200/BOYS+TO+MEN!+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SMRDoLE2zAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/MZ2tFogfmZM/s1600-h/BOYS+TO+MEN!+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243390223613086722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SMRDoLE2zAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/MZ2tFogfmZM/s200/BOYS+TO+MEN!+107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SMRDoT6xq9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/Hz-t_XNwnWU/s1600-h/BOYS+TO+MEN!+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243390225986726866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SMRDoT6xq9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/Hz-t_XNwnWU/s200/BOYS+TO+MEN!+110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SMRDoLE2zAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/MZ2tFogfmZM/s1600-h/BOYS+TO+MEN!+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-2923695933375602050?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/2923695933375602050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=2923695933375602050' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/2923695933375602050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/2923695933375602050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2008/09/boys-ii-men-back-again.html' title='Boys II Men... Back again!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SMRCgMsuaaI/AAAAAAAAAGw/koegEBV6ejg/s72-c/BOYS+TO+MEN!+104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-3297670338140234640</id><published>2008-08-17T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T16:20:40.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow the Yellowstone Road</title><content type='html'>So Kyle and I took a trip with his parents to Yellowstone Last weekend and it was so much fun. I think that was the most beautiful place I have ever been so far. I was so amazed at all the different things there. We didn't see too much wildlife but all the others made up for it. We left Friday night and got to our hotel late. We woke up Saturday morning real early and started the Yellowstone tour. We saw mommy and baby elk nursing which was so cool. Then we just drove and stopped around all day. Later that night we drove to to Jackson Hole to see the Bar-J Wranglers (a group of funny cowboys who sing and tell jokes). Then we went to our hotel, slept, and then came back to Jackson Sunday and walked around the shops in the cute old style city. All in all, it was a fun trip and saw lots of cooool things!!!!! The buffalo stopped traffic for 30 mintures, and almost charged...stupid buffalo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SKiq3hLeanI/AAAAAAAAAF4/3K0_ag_ePew/s1600-h/Yellowstone+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235622437594229362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SKiq3hLeanI/AAAAAAAAAF4/3K0_ag_ePew/s200/Yellowstone+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SKiq27McCLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/dQpVVtkT6vM/s1600-h/Yellowstone+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235622427397720242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SKiq27McCLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/dQpVVtkT6vM/s200/Yellowstone+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SKiqTcWKG5I/AAAAAAAAAFA/sVdB0lHChk8/s1600-h/Yellowstone2+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235621817821567890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SKiqTcWKG5I/AAAAAAAAAFA/sVdB0lHChk8/s200/Yellowstone2+121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SKiqTidjMuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/3cXpRIZWa70/s1600-h/Yellowstone2+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235621819463185122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SKiqTidjMuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/3cXpRIZWa70/s200/Yellowstone2+127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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Just some that I thought were neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-3297670338140234640?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/3297670338140234640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=3297670338140234640' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/3297670338140234640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/3297670338140234640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2008/08/follow-yellowstone-road.html' title='Follow the Yellowstone Road'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SKiq3hLeanI/AAAAAAAAAF4/3K0_ag_ePew/s72-c/Yellowstone+075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-8870527908496477627</id><published>2008-07-28T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T20:38:23.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wyoming Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, we went to Wyoming again!! I think Kyle thinks that the more I visit there, the more I'm going to like it and want to move there. Wyoming folks are great :) We started the weekend off with a softball tournament and we didn't do all that bad. Our record was 4-1 and we were the winners of the losers bracket. The we had a BBQ at Kyles brothers house. Then we started the next day huntin for prairie dogs and MAN.... do I ever have a dead eye. lol Give me a gun and I'll shoot. Then we went to the Horse races in Evanstan and then drove home to where we had some friends and family over for cake and ice cream for Kyle. All in all, it was a good weekend in Wyoming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SI47g27mGUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/gaanAT0hEak/s1600-h/kyle+bday+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228181653111052610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SI47g27mGUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/gaanAT0hEak/s200/kyle+bday+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Wyoming crew: Heidi, Jared, Kyle, Heather, Jeff, and Beth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SI47hTIyYlI/AAAAAAAAADE/Io6XPAjIfSw/s1600-h/kyle+bday+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228181660682576466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SI47hTIyYlI/AAAAAAAAADE/Io6XPAjIfSw/s200/kyle+bday+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kyle told me I had to put this on here. lol It was a really good hit though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SI47hn16RFI/AAAAAAAAADM/8mJ-y5vN_4Y/s1600-h/kyle+bday+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228181666240545874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SI47hn16RFI/AAAAAAAAADM/8mJ-y5vN_4Y/s200/kyle+bday+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The pet geese were chasing Kyle and Aisha. It was cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SI47iNpo4nI/AAAAAAAAADU/fcJSHPRfXTE/s1600-h/kyle+bday+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228181676389622386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SI47iNpo4nI/AAAAAAAAADU/fcJSHPRfXTE/s200/kyle+bday+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wyoming Downs Horse Races. Don't worry, not a single horse that Kyle and I picked came close to even winning. I guess thats what you get when you pick the horse with the prettiest names:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SI48K9IHukI/AAAAAAAAADk/ZHzgPJ0IVsc/s1600-h/kyle+bday+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228182376328706626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SI48K9IHukI/AAAAAAAAADk/ZHzgPJ0IVsc/s200/kyle+bday+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kyle barely blew out his candles and there were only 12 of them. Imagine if I put ALL 27 on there!!! haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-8870527908496477627?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/8870527908496477627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=8870527908496477627' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/8870527908496477627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/8870527908496477627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2008/07/wyoming-trip.html' title='Wyoming Trip'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SI47g27mGUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/gaanAT0hEak/s72-c/kyle+bday+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-7795552624209286841</id><published>2008-07-23T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T10:38:25.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Kyle!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;So yesterday was Kyle's birthday and we had a good day. Kyle had to work so when he got off work we went golfing at Hobble Creek golf coarse. Then we went home and showered and Kyle opened presents, then went to Tucanos for dinner. (Kyles favorite restaurant) After dinner, we went to take a view of the whole valley at Squaw Peak&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdrGYh0E5I/AAAAAAAAACU/e-9G32Zn1fI/s1600-h/kyle+bday+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226263649994412946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdrGYh0E5I/AAAAAAAAACU/e-9G32Zn1fI/s320/kyle+bday+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; :) By that time it was almost midnight so we were tired and then just came home and went to bed!! Tonight we are having family and friends over for cake and ice cream. He's now my big 27 year old husband. I told him he's gotta start giving me kids before he dries up!! lol Anyways... HAPPY BIRTHDAY KYLE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdrGqhItoI/AAAAAAAAACc/A1PR7ATMeXM/s1600-h/kyle+bday+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226263654823409282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdrGqhItoI/AAAAAAAAACc/A1PR7ATMeXM/s320/kyle+bday+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdrG0QjRdI/AAAAAAAAACk/Lvc7hu3Reew/s1600-h/kyle+bday+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226263657438201298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdrG0QjRdI/AAAAAAAAACk/Lvc7hu3Reew/s320/kyle+bday+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdrHRWrKDI/AAAAAAAAACs/ACPLthfy7XU/s1600-h/kyle+bday+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226263665248512050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdrHRWrKDI/AAAAAAAAACs/ACPLthfy7XU/s320/kyle+bday+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdrHvYGg1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/Qs1HT29RJCY/s1600-h/kyle+bday+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226263673307562834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdrHvYGg1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/Qs1HT29RJCY/s320/kyle+bday+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420916043254005890-7795552624209286841?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/7795552624209286841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=7795552624209286841' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/7795552624209286841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/7795552624209286841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday-kyle.html' title='Happy Birthday Kyle!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdrGYh0E5I/AAAAAAAAACU/e-9G32Zn1fI/s72-c/kyle+bday+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420916043254005890.post-6485777188806864426</id><published>2008-07-21T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T18:15:30.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdni6AkOII/AAAAAAAAABs/MJVYzHboU_s/s1600-h/our+new+home+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226259741971593346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdni6AkOII/AAAAAAAAABs/MJVYzHboU_s/s320/our+new+home+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226256288263751474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdkZ38cxzI/AAAAAAAAABE/we3sml5-MXw/s320/our+new+home+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our cute baseball room. We were tempted to make it the master bedroom but then backed down on that idea :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdnjbLbhPI/AAAAAAAAAB8/AytSlpZMdUQ/s1600-h/our+new+home+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226259750875530482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdnjbLbhPI/AAAAAAAAAB8/AytSlpZMdUQ/s320/our+new+home+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdnjOtXhYI/AAAAAAAAAB0/0cmJ4at_j-k/s1600-h/our+new+home+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226259747528213890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdnjOtXhYI/AAAAAAAAAB0/0cmJ4at_j-k/s320/our+new+home+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdnlUWjkpI/AAAAAAAAACE/-lwkBkjWsU4/s1600-h/our+new+home+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226259783402885778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdnlUWjkpI/AAAAAAAAACE/-lwkBkjWsU4/s320/our+new+home+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdnmfKvDYI/AAAAAAAAACM/18PQ5eyCveQ/s1600-h/our+new+home+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226259803485965698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdnmfKvDYI/AAAAAAAAACM/18PQ5eyCveQ/s320/our+new+home+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm not much of a decorator so things aren't up yet. Our bedroom is kinda lam-o but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdkZ03ZM7I/AAAAAAAAABM/JCLbJkcGGJk/s1600-h/our+new+home+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226256287437239218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdkZ03ZM7I/AAAAAAAAABM/JCLbJkcGGJk/s320/our+new+home+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdkaVqsE3I/AAAAAAAAABU/IFgec_ejAjM/s1600-h/our+new+home+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226256296242320242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdkaVqsE3I/AAAAAAAAABU/IFgec_ejAjM/s320/our+new+home+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdkauPOO5I/AAAAAAAAABc/fevvOhDkbs4/s1600-h/our+new+home+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226256302838004626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdkauPOO5I/AAAAAAAAABc/fevvOhDkbs4/s320/our+new+home+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdka8QcETI/AAAAAAAAABk/JaemkPAPgWE/s1600-h/our+new+home+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226256306601201970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdka8QcETI/AAAAAAAAABk/JaemkPAPgWE/s320/our+new+home+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdjs_HQIjI/AAAAAAAAAA8/TMg-W2130bg/s1600-h/our+new+home+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226255517093995058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdjs_HQIjI/AAAAAAAAAA8/TMg-W2130bg/s320/our+new+home+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our flower bed. haha. We bought two flower bushes at Wal-mart and planted them... ya 2 days later, they are already dead...OOooops : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdjs_HQIjI/AAAAAAAAAA8/TMg-W2130bg/s1600-h/our+new+home+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdka8QcETI/AAAAAAAAABk/JaemkPAPgWE/s1600-h/our+new+home+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdka8QcETI/AAAAAAAAABk/JaemkPAPgWE/s1600-h/our+new+home+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Welcome to the lives of Kyle and Heather Johnson. We are new to blogging so please be understanding :) I will do my best to keep this thing updated. We just moved into our new rental property and everything is going okay so far, well besides kyle trying to be a plumber and me trying to plant flowers... we just aren't those type of people but shhhh. The house is older so it needs a little work here and there. We fin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;ally got the grass green and boxes unpacked. Its nothing impressive but its nice to not here every little noise when living in a basement. Here are some pictures of our new home :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&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/420916043254005890-6485777188806864426?l=heatherandkyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/feeds/6485777188806864426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420916043254005890&amp;postID=6485777188806864426' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/6485777188806864426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420916043254005890/posts/default/6485777188806864426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherandkyle.blogspot.com/2008/07/welcome.html' title='Welcome!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18047569992325798287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SrFeOrLdS2I/AAAAAAAAApI/MeXnfDJmftY/S220/Bailey+(29+of+73).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_myH1A7rnPeU/SIdni6AkOII/AAAAAAAAABs/MJVYzHboU_s/s72-c/our+new+home+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
