<?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-2494348740176217656</id><updated>2012-01-30T10:01:46.098-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Penguinette</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>164</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-922724917192881308</id><published>2010-09-02T15:16:00.027-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T16:17:24.514-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Polishing the Pulpit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;We just got home from one of the most uplifting and inspirational vacations ever! B and I were provided the chance to go to a National Gospel convention called Polishing the Pulpit. It was held outside &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Pigeon&lt;/span&gt; Forge, TN and hosted a couple thousand disciples of Christ. We attended a variety of Bible courses and learned so much. It will definitely be an annual trip for our family. What a perfect vacation: learning about our Lord and spending time in the great mountains He created.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While we were there, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; and Ellie got to meet the famous Digger Doug and Iguana Don of the Digger Doug Creation DVDs. Here is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; getting a big hug from Digger Doug.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512419361701818914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TIAMNBM48iI/AAAAAAAABoY/C_FKE-tOD8g/s400/IMG_0692+(2).JPG" /&gt;Ellie had a turn, too.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512424250753111186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TIAQpmVjVJI/AAAAAAAABow/vbWnUIl379g/s400/IMG_0693+(2).JPG" /&gt;And Iggy...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512419156823171170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TIAMBF-A4GI/AAAAAAAABoQ/2Ml9n-bTm2U/s400/IMG_0687.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We also went to the aquarium. The penguin playground was my favorite. Of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512419943236354146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TIAMu3lhwGI/AAAAAAAABoo/Pa2fyDLOsh4/s400/IMG_0699.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ellie and me with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fishes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512418244403551234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TIALL-8OXAI/AAAAAAAABn4/mobkPS_mCjg/s400/August+2010+(44).JPG" /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Elliette&lt;/span&gt; the great sea explorer.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512417604724712866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TIAKmv855aI/AAAAAAAABnw/_tF1oMHpZgQ/s400/August+2010+(39).JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; the diver.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512417111211436626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TIAKKBeK6lI/AAAAAAAABno/dn3VcyvfQOM/s400/August+2010+(38).JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and we also a first ER visit for Ellie. She has learned not to run in hotel rooms because you will most likely fall and hit your head on a table. But no stitches needed. She got glued, taped up and was as good as new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TIALwlJxqUI/AAAAAAAABoI/fvu5QS7FNio/s1600/IMG_0676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512418873136228674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TIALwlJxqUI/AAAAAAAABoI/fvu5QS7FNio/s400/IMG_0676.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; being goofy on our way up the Smoky Mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TIALep_8HOI/AAAAAAAABoA/SdI3OsfrBUM/s1600/IMG_0679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512418565199502562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TIALep_8HOI/AAAAAAAABoA/SdI3OsfrBUM/s400/IMG_0679.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On top of the Smokies. What a gorgeous view.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512414970490807010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TIAINaqmYuI/AAAAAAAABnQ/T1eX-vQaRJw/s400/August+2010+(22).JPG" /&gt;Our two standing in two states.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512414395788953426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TIAHr9vAB1I/AAAAAAAABnI/4rtFhl9bCgM/s400/August+2010+(19).JPG" /&gt;Hiking with Daddy. Ellie loved it. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt;, well, you can read body language.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512413881714865074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TIAHOCqL87I/AAAAAAAABnA/j5AEt4SQIqc/s400/August+2010+(13).JPG" /&gt;Mimi and Pops also took us to play mini-golf. It was the first round of Putt-Putt for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Elliette&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512416615562409250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TIAJtLCO9SI/AAAAAAAABng/facFI0krVjU/s400/August+2010+(29).JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daddy has some coaching to do.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512416059922568098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TIAJM1HX06I/AAAAAAAABnY/n216NokJYZI/s400/August+2010+(28).JPG" /&gt;And here is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; and Ellie in their Bible class. There was excellent child care while B and I went to Bible lessons. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; and Ellie loved it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512413241310946130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TIAGow9_o1I/AAAAAAAABm4/L2rHL0HTt7g/s400/August+2010+(5).JPG" /&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;Polishing the Pulpit was amazing. I encourage anyone who wants to grow in Christ to attend. You will leave renewed and ready to serve the Lord's church.&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/2494348740176217656-922724917192881308?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/922724917192881308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=922724917192881308' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/922724917192881308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/922724917192881308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2010/09/polishing-pulpit.html' title='Polishing the Pulpit'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TIAMNBM48iI/AAAAAAAABoY/C_FKE-tOD8g/s72-c/IMG_0692+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-962013097255331811</id><published>2010-09-02T14:35:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T15:15:12.498-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fort Worth Stockyards with the Olsens</title><content type='html'>We spent a weekend with our very good friends, the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Olsens&lt;/span&gt;, at the Fort Worth Stockyards. Here are just a few pics of the fun filled weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is Grant, Ellie, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; ready for the rodeo. It was the twins' first rodeo.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TIAEKo6jsOI/AAAAAAAABmw/B1Lx_QujNkQ/s1600/July+2010+(2)+(17).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512410524729716962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TIAEKo6jsOI/AAAAAAAABmw/B1Lx_QujNkQ/s400/July+2010+(2)+(17).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Olsens&lt;/span&gt;, Lindsay (and baby Cooper), Greg, and Grant at the rodeo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TIADvDRMB2I/AAAAAAAABmo/d-jd216XVIs/s1600/July+2010+(2)+(6).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512410050767619938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TIADvDRMB2I/AAAAAAAABmo/d-jd216XVIs/s400/July+2010+(2)+(6).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My babies. Even if they are three now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TIADQPA_grI/AAAAAAAABmg/4ElNLnVjmow/s1600/July+2010+(2)+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512409521344971442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TIADQPA_grI/AAAAAAAABmg/4ElNLnVjmow/s400/July+2010+(2)+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; watching it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TH_-9hDxTQI/AAAAAAAABmY/92J1wjnQDlg/s1600/IMG_0549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512404801724435714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TH_-9hDxTQI/AAAAAAAABmY/92J1wjnQDlg/s400/IMG_0549.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ellie and the petting zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TH_-vhkHlGI/AAAAAAAABmQ/Jw7eZej0me0/s1600/IMG_0547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512404561341944930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TH_-vhkHlGI/AAAAAAAABmQ/Jw7eZej0me0/s400/IMG_0547.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; really liked the horns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TH_-gQ6bu1I/AAAAAAAABmI/5msZt2qDZLc/s1600/IMG_0543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512404299174099794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TH_-gQ6bu1I/AAAAAAAABmI/5msZt2qDZLc/s400/IMG_0543.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;B tried to get the twins to 'saw &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bevo's&lt;/span&gt; horns off' with the longhorn in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TH_9AcAMb8I/AAAAAAAABl4/XXgKA8EQ8E8/s1600/IMG_0537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512402652883611586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TH_9AcAMb8I/AAAAAAAABl4/XXgKA8EQ8E8/s400/IMG_0537.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-962013097255331811?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/962013097255331811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=962013097255331811' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/962013097255331811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/962013097255331811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2010/09/fort-worth-stockyards-with-olsens.html' title='Fort Worth Stockyards with the Olsens'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TIAEKo6jsOI/AAAAAAAABmw/B1Lx_QujNkQ/s72-c/July+2010+(2)+(17).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-3669306868717481833</id><published>2010-05-24T14:54:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T15:11:28.728-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Firsts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is a collection of some firsts for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Elliette&lt;/span&gt; over the past month. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Their first crocodile ride at The Dallas Zoo.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S_rbogUkY9I/AAAAAAAABlw/ksGpDrpMmZQ/s1600/IMG_0390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474929785939715026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S_rbogUkY9I/AAAAAAAABlw/ksGpDrpMmZQ/s400/IMG_0390.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First chimpanzee rides, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S_rbet2UspI/AAAAAAAABlo/OA9KBmRTDHU/s1600/IMG_0389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474929617772262034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S_rbet2UspI/AAAAAAAABlo/OA9KBmRTDHU/s400/IMG_0389.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S_rbVZXchWI/AAAAAAAABlg/cjoNXwvbLCc/s1600/IMG_0388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474929457655219554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S_rbVZXchWI/AAAAAAAABlg/cjoNXwvbLCc/s400/IMG_0388.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First monorail ride in the zoo with Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S_rbLK90f3I/AAAAAAAABlY/nd0i_L9T_C4/s1600/IMG_0386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474929281990950770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S_rbLK90f3I/AAAAAAAABlY/nd0i_L9T_C4/s400/IMG_0386.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Elliette's&lt;/span&gt; first haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474928801135380978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S_ravLo6yfI/AAAAAAAABlA/-Go7SOQnmdA/s400/IMG_0377.JPG" /&gt;Front view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S_ra8J4ZfuI/AAAAAAAABlQ/mk8MLJpWOBw/s1600/IMG_0382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474929024001736418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S_ra8J4ZfuI/AAAAAAAABlQ/mk8MLJpWOBw/s400/IMG_0382.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Back view. (wiggly girl=fuzzy view)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S_ra0tKj7JI/AAAAAAAABlI/qXdSUg_QeAE/s1600/IMG_0383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474928896034204818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S_ra0tKj7JI/AAAAAAAABlI/qXdSUg_QeAE/s400/IMG_0383.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First dentist visits. Here is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; going first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S_rai-FDbrI/AAAAAAAABk4/rwYAfmM89vE/s1600/IMG_0366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474928591336861362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S_rai-FDbrI/AAAAAAAABk4/rwYAfmM89vE/s400/IMG_0366.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He was such a big boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S_raau0e4xI/AAAAAAAABkw/oNCOra4vFco/s1600/IMG_0367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474928449801872146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S_raau0e4xI/AAAAAAAABkw/oNCOra4vFco/s400/IMG_0367.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Ellie has to ham it up of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S_raRhqAvgI/AAAAAAAABko/0y6Z_yRKYkw/s1600/IMG_0369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474928291649469954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S_raRhqAvgI/AAAAAAAABko/0y6Z_yRKYkw/s400/IMG_0369.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was very brave, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S_raJfKYv3I/AAAAAAAABkg/A91z9Du_gTU/s1600/IMG_0371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474928153541001074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S_raJfKYv3I/AAAAAAAABkg/A91z9Du_gTU/s400/IMG_0371.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our first black eye belonged to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Elliette&lt;/span&gt;. She ran into the corner wall in the hallway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S_rZ-cuqwfI/AAAAAAAABkY/5VqihXossuI/s1600/IMG_0362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474927963909308914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S_rZ-cuqwfI/AAAAAAAABkY/5VqihXossuI/s400/IMG_0362.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It could have been worse and healed quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S_rZy7lj7zI/AAAAAAAABkQ/2Umi1FAxiEo/s1600/IMG_0361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474927766034181938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S_rZy7lj7zI/AAAAAAAABkQ/2Umi1FAxiEo/s400/IMG_0361.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&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/2494348740176217656-3669306868717481833?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/3669306868717481833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=3669306868717481833' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/3669306868717481833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/3669306868717481833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2010/05/few-firsts.html' title='A Few Firsts'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S_rbogUkY9I/AAAAAAAABlw/ksGpDrpMmZQ/s72-c/IMG_0390.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-6313735628868278933</id><published>2010-04-04T16:47:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T13:15:01.988-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Fun</title><content type='html'>We had a great Easter weekend. It started with egg hunting at school. That is the first video. Thanks to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Memaw&lt;/span&gt; for coming and helping with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3bbwv1gXEZA"&gt;www.youtube.com/watch?v=3bbwv1gXEZA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next three videos are of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Elliette&lt;/span&gt; egg hunting at Mimi and Pops' house. Ellie is not wearing her pretty pink dress because she threw up on it at Easter lunch. Sorry Mimi about your outfit. But she soon got her strength back and wanted to go find some eggs. Anything for candy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DbV6Ydoc17c"&gt;www.youtube.com/watch?v=DbV6Ydoc17c&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u1cMFLkSZ9U"&gt;www.youtube.com/watch?v=u1cMFLkSZ9U&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tBYYQlhSdiQ"&gt;www.youtube.com/watch?v=tBYYQlhSdiQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here are a few shots of their Easter clothes before morning worship service. Mimi got Ellie the dress, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; the sports coat and tie. And &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Memaw&lt;/span&gt; got Ellie her white sandals, and the hat. It had a matching sweater that she wore to service, too.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S7kMJMN4jfI/AAAAAAAABkI/n87vdiIdVk4/s1600/DSC01267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456405775573880306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S7kMJMN4jfI/AAAAAAAABkI/n87vdiIdVk4/s400/DSC01267.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being goofy as usual.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S7kLh_tRukI/AAAAAAAABkA/H2MeuyotWqw/s1600/DSC01264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456405102200994370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S7kLh_tRukI/AAAAAAAABkA/H2MeuyotWqw/s400/DSC01264.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So handsome.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S7kKqmjPWwI/AAAAAAAABj4/tyizUjiu_24/s1600/DSC01263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456404150555204354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S7kKqmjPWwI/AAAAAAAABj4/tyizUjiu_24/s400/DSC01263.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pretty girl.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S7kJ-UTDaPI/AAAAAAAABjw/TDge9o5iLsg/s1600/DSC01262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456403389741230322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S7kJ-UTDaPI/AAAAAAAABjw/TDge9o5iLsg/s400/DSC01262.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-6313735628868278933?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/6313735628868278933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=6313735628868278933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/6313735628868278933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/6313735628868278933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-fun.html' title='Easter Fun'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S7kMJMN4jfI/AAAAAAAABkI/n87vdiIdVk4/s72-c/DSC01267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-7282110354307727644</id><published>2010-03-18T17:29:00.027-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T19:38:51.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Third Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>Yes, they are three!  Here are just a few pics from their birthday party. There are more pics on my Facebook page. We had a great time celebrating with close friends and family. Elliette and Colton are very loved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Ellie's purple purse cake. It is a creation of my friend's Brandy Nance. She is amazingly talented. It was a strawberry cake and tasted just as good as it looked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450106096631166530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S6KqnnXkNkI/AAAAAAAABiA/89luqMX7Raw/s400/DSC01171.JPG" /&gt;This is a very proud and excited three year old posing with her cake.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450106998023161986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S6KrcFUKiII/AAAAAAAABiQ/OXWJ0QEOG8I/s400/DSC01173.JPG" /&gt;Singing "Happy Birthday" to the birthday girl.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450107943370506514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S6KsTHAiQRI/AAAAAAAABig/BOJlFmW6zgw/s400/DSC01184.JPG" /&gt;She blew the candles out in one breath.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450108388558631730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S6KstBdp8zI/AAAAAAAABio/IC6yAtHGYlc/s400/DSC01185.JPG" /&gt; Here is Colton's chocolate dump truck cake with dinosaurs in the back. Another Brandy Nance masterpiece. It was so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450106542488849410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S6KrBkUUjAI/AAAAAAAABiI/ovh7-SZn3_Q/s400/DSC01172.JPG" /&gt;He really did like it, but wasn't happy about being pulled out of the big bouncehouse to take a picture.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450107443699886162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S6Kr2BlxqFI/AAAAAAAABiY/ziE_HJHxO6U/s400/DSC01176.JPG" /&gt;Birthday boy's turn to be serenaded. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450108898070993986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S6KtKri3nEI/AAAAAAAABiw/5DdK1jSsnLI/s400/DSC01186.JPG" /&gt;Made a birthday wish.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450109652874909266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S6Kt2naJVlI/AAAAAAAABi4/zY7fXmiBDgU/s400/DSC01187.JPG" /&gt;Pops and Elliette enjoying some of her cake.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450110402470006114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S6KuiP3izWI/AAAAAAAABjA/W-xoBnL-wcs/s400/DSC01191.JPG" /&gt; Colton and Daddy sampled the dump truck cake.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450111991714813442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S6Kv-wRCFgI/AAAAAAAABjI/pWY9Y6zmBdE/s400/DSC01194.JPG" /&gt; Time to open presents. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450112754409887202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S6KwrJhtVeI/AAAAAAAABjQ/Ss98mM_oJqo/s400/DSC01204.JPG" /&gt; Colton was super excited he got the tow truck he wanted.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450114150418806546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S6Kx8aEK9xI/AAAAAAAABjg/VN5UZ5yD0AI/s400/DSC01213.JPG" /&gt;We had lots of help opening the presents.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450113509221981314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S6KxXFa73II/AAAAAAAABjY/FDxN52qz7q4/s400/DSC01211.JPG" /&gt; I learned chaos is just part of the birthday party deal.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450114933941536658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S6KyqA6jB5I/AAAAAAAABjo/jgQ1zOzE59M/s400/DSC01228.JPG" /&gt; Here are the marvelous twosome who are no longer two on their actual birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S6KqLhcCvDI/AAAAAAAABh4/T9YZJ2rT8kA/s1600-h/DSC01163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450105614002994226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S6KqLhcCvDI/AAAAAAAABh4/T9YZJ2rT8kA/s400/DSC01163.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Three years old and crazier than ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S6KpxmLxu9I/AAAAAAAABhw/M-3P4VdOpfU/s1600-h/DSC01162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450105168600349650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S6KpxmLxu9I/AAAAAAAABhw/M-3P4VdOpfU/s400/DSC01162.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&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/2494348740176217656-7282110354307727644?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/7282110354307727644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=7282110354307727644' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/7282110354307727644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/7282110354307727644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2010/03/third-birthday-party.html' title='Third Birthday Party'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/S6KqnnXkNkI/AAAAAAAABiA/89luqMX7Raw/s72-c/DSC01171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-2516881505618201751</id><published>2009-12-01T21:07:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T21:16:55.764-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mimi's Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Mimi wanted to get some early Christmas pics in front of her beautiful tree. Here are the results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Elliette&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; cheesing it up for the camera.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410470664462718114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SxXaZ0b41KI/AAAAAAAABhY/UYMOVQfAGnA/s400/dsc00859.jpg" /&gt;They really do love each other.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410471748984124834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SxXbY8l8NaI/AAAAAAAABho/VtS-fh4vQYE/s400/DSC00861.JPG" /&gt;And we pressed our luck by trying to get a family shot. Look at those happy little faces. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410471155162892690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SxXa2Yb7SZI/AAAAAAAABhg/ZlOSGa2muvc/s400/DSC00864.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-2516881505618201751?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/2516881505618201751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=2516881505618201751' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/2516881505618201751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/2516881505618201751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/12/mimis-christmas-tree.html' title='Mimi&apos;s Christmas Tree'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SxXaZ0b41KI/AAAAAAAABhY/UYMOVQfAGnA/s72-c/dsc00859.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-1475568421479178996</id><published>2009-12-01T21:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T21:05:58.519-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn Picnic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This was a couple of weeks ago when the weather was fall perfect. Too perfect not to enjoy an outside lunch picnic. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410469585288147586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SxXZbAMnsoI/AAAAAAAABhQ/l-uq1e0Fp8k/s400/DSC00840.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-1475568421479178996?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/1475568421479178996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=1475568421479178996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/1475568421479178996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/1475568421479178996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/12/autumn-picnic.html' title='Autumn Picnic'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SxXZbAMnsoI/AAAAAAAABhQ/l-uq1e0Fp8k/s72-c/DSC00840.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-3500762983153460047</id><published>2009-12-01T21:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T21:03:10.631-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Paw paw</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SxXY5hNBcmI/AAAAAAAABhI/V8TL0M3JDNU/s1600-h/DSC00842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410469010032652898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SxXY5hNBcmI/AAAAAAAABhI/V8TL0M3JDNU/s400/DSC00842.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-3500762983153460047?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/3500762983153460047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=3500762983153460047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/3500762983153460047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/3500762983153460047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/12/little-paw-paw.html' title='Little Paw paw'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SxXY5hNBcmI/AAAAAAAABhI/V8TL0M3JDNU/s72-c/DSC00842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-8364263279768520256</id><published>2009-10-22T17:32:00.038-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T22:08:58.224-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Wolf Lodge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were blessed with a get-away to Great Wolf Lodge as a reward for B's never ending hard work at the dealership. I didn't really know what to expect even after talking to so many friends who had been. Great Wolf Lodge is AWESOME!! It isn't cheap, but so worth it. The whole place is family and child centered. We got to stay two nights and had a blast! I wanted to share a few of the one hundred thirty seven pictures that were taken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every night, the cabin/clock comes to life and the characters sing songs followed by story time. The kids all sit around in their pajamas and enjoy the show. Here is our family in front of the cabin.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuD0AxNa0mI/AAAAAAAABhA/cerj1ONNZaw/s1600-h/DSC00710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395580647636652642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuD0AxNa0mI/AAAAAAAABhA/cerj1ONNZaw/s400/DSC00710.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course, Great Wolf Lodge is most known for its water park. It is huge! The outdoor portion was closed, or course, but the indoor park is way more than enough. Here is Elliette enjoying a slide just her size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDzZt57UpI/AAAAAAAABg4/sH5ELpiDQUk/s1600-h/DSC00594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395579976734691986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDzZt57UpI/AAAAAAAABg4/sH5ELpiDQUk/s400/DSC00594.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Colton loved splashing in the toddler wading pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDy7Fx4eRI/AAAAAAAABgw/0y9MKV9NJzk/s1600-h/DSC00591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395579450567457042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDy7Fx4eRI/AAAAAAAABgw/0y9MKV9NJzk/s400/DSC00591.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Elliette and I went up to the top to get a better view of the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDyKoGkJKI/AAAAAAAABgo/EI-_xvxJ3GM/s1600-h/DSC00596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395578617967420578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDyKoGkJKI/AAAAAAAABgo/EI-_xvxJ3GM/s400/DSC00596.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy took both kids out on a tube in the wave pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDxw23wePI/AAAAAAAABgg/QJ_KpD-Jbws/s1600-h/DSC00599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395578175255247090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDxw23wePI/AAAAAAAABgg/QJ_KpD-Jbws/s400/DSC00599.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are lots of grown-up slides. B and I loved the green slide the best. I caught B being spit out backwards. What I didn't get on film was his magnificent flip when he hit the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDxNOcUxiI/AAAAAAAABgY/ji8QIjvquvo/s1600-h/DSC00604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395577563107345954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDxNOcUxiI/AAAAAAAABgY/ji8QIjvquvo/s400/DSC00604.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ellie taking a break and having a banana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDwtsW0N4I/AAAAAAAABgQ/u1cUSyiZZm4/s1600-h/DSC00601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395577021381490562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDwtsW0N4I/AAAAAAAABgQ/u1cUSyiZZm4/s400/DSC00601.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Colton kicked back to enjoy his snack, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDwKsUnVsI/AAAAAAAABgI/GBeociCzSfk/s1600-h/DSC00606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395576420076836546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDwKsUnVsI/AAAAAAAABgI/GBeociCzSfk/s400/DSC00606.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My family listening intensely to the story being told before bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDvmkiz5VI/AAAAAAAABgA/KpAoGX8rMJM/s1600-h/DSC00607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395575799513605458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDvmkiz5VI/AAAAAAAABgA/KpAoGX8rMJM/s400/DSC00607.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Photo opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDvGA4eIoI/AAAAAAAABf4/bPPRPg66PhU/s1600-h/DSC00610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395575240184963714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDvGA4eIoI/AAAAAAAABf4/bPPRPg66PhU/s400/DSC00610.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is a great arcade to enjoy. We are lucky that Colton and Ellie are at the age that tokens aren't necessary. They prefer the rides to remain still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDuWTd4GRI/AAAAAAAABfw/TAjHpPp7x9o/s1600-h/DSC00613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395574420539971858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDuWTd4GRI/AAAAAAAABfw/TAjHpPp7x9o/s400/DSC00613.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We also took a trip to Grapevine Mills and rode the trains at the Choo-Choo Station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDtvbC2zuI/AAAAAAAABfo/7dhcbzti5U0/s1600-h/DSC00619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395573752559226594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDtvbC2zuI/AAAAAAAABfo/7dhcbzti5U0/s400/DSC00619.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is a toddler section where little ones can drive their own trains. We spent a while in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDtHLw8hvI/AAAAAAAABfg/ofwvh_TJssU/s1600-h/DSC00637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395573061262804722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDtHLw8hvI/AAAAAAAABfg/ofwvh_TJssU/s400/DSC00637.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rainforest Cafe was our lunchtime destination. This was the twins' first time. We sat right next to the elephants, which took a little getting used to. But once the kids figured out they weren't real or a danger, they enjoyed the experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDsk3doSCI/AAAAAAAABfY/_SbgyztFF8g/s1600-h/DSC00646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395572471697524770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDsk3doSCI/AAAAAAAABfY/_SbgyztFF8g/s400/DSC00646.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was as close to a big slide as Colt and Ellie got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDsIroYECI/AAAAAAAABfQ/xMIIKYy-j7o/s1600-h/DSC00652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395571987485036578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDsIroYECI/AAAAAAAABfQ/xMIIKYy-j7o/s400/DSC00652.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ellie soon became obsessed with the curvy blue slide in the toddler park. She loved it. Over and over and over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDrh2_dSMI/AAAAAAAABfI/K3zvZA4fnQo/s1600-h/DSC00654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395571320519739586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDrh2_dSMI/AAAAAAAABfI/K3zvZA4fnQo/s400/DSC00654.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Colton spent most of his time on the jet skis that sprayed water. He was even nice enough to give Elliette a ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDrF-cNAxI/AAAAAAAABfA/ZeVjjlqJ1bw/s1600-h/DSC00658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395570841483019026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDrF-cNAxI/AAAAAAAABfA/ZeVjjlqJ1bw/s400/DSC00658.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The three of us on the banana boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDqm8-McnI/AAAAAAAABe4/ivLF_-uyr0w/s1600-h/DSC00661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395570308512772722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDqm8-McnI/AAAAAAAABe4/ivLF_-uyr0w/s400/DSC00661.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Ellie 'swimming' in the baby pool.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDiFJpLK1I/AAAAAAAABew/9MjeD2zS2VI/s1600-h/DSC00662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395560931705695058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDiFJpLK1I/AAAAAAAABew/9MjeD2zS2VI/s400/DSC00662.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Elliette got to go to the gift store to pick out a surprise because she pooped in the potty. Out of all the souvenirs and toys offered, she picked a huge purple sucker. She was so pumped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDhp7_WC9I/AAAAAAAABeo/bzzvhayTqjw/s1600-h/DSC00665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395560464184118226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDhp7_WC9I/AAAAAAAABeo/bzzvhayTqjw/s400/DSC00665.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Through the month of October, the kids are encouraged to bring their costumes and trick-or-treat throughout the resort. They provided a scavenger hunt map for us to follow. We were excited Mickey and Minnie Mouse wanted to go trick-or-treating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDhOBPyd8I/AAAAAAAABeg/f2SiTlXQe1w/s1600-h/DSC00669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395559984558929858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDhOBPyd8I/AAAAAAAABeg/f2SiTlXQe1w/s400/DSC00669.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Colton tried on the crown, while Ellie held the scepter in the Buckhorn Exchange treat stop.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDgwaYc_lI/AAAAAAAABeY/nL5Ncr0fO2o/s1600-h/DSC00688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395559475910082130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDgwaYc_lI/AAAAAAAABeY/nL5Ncr0fO2o/s400/DSC00688.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trick-or-treating in the Bear Paw treat shop. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDgQ6wYxAI/AAAAAAAABeQ/zPxbN5Dtu3E/s1600-h/DSC00690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395558934844589058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDgQ6wYxAI/AAAAAAAABeQ/zPxbN5Dtu3E/s400/DSC00690.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Slaying the Dragon during our trick-or-treating. Ellie went right in, but Colton wasn't sure. He needed Daddy to go with him.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDf0xq-oMI/AAAAAAAABeI/mm0VPBlP9QI/s1600-h/DSC00693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395558451369648322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDf0xq-oMI/AAAAAAAABeI/mm0VPBlP9QI/s400/DSC00693.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wiley the Wolf was a big hit. Colton called him his 'buddy' and couldn't wait to give him a big hug. Wiley came out each night at 8:00 during story time.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDfUm7RPoI/AAAAAAAABeA/ReHx32tVvdg/s1600-h/DSC00701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395557898729373314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDfUm7RPoI/AAAAAAAABeA/ReHx32tVvdg/s400/DSC00701.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Daddy working on some crafts in the Cub Club.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDe3hNmecI/AAAAAAAABd4/MBWcBw5q5ds/s1600-h/DSC00703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395557398979443138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDe3hNmecI/AAAAAAAABd4/MBWcBw5q5ds/s400/DSC00703.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy playing in the house in Cub Club. They loved this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDebT-utLI/AAAAAAAABdw/DT82cEt9E8k/s1600-h/DSC00706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395556914391069874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDebT-utLI/AAAAAAAABdw/DT82cEt9E8k/s400/DSC00706.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our finished floor puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDd_vSXneI/AAAAAAAABdo/LGTeFdExje8/s1600-h/DSC00707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395556440684862946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SuDd_vSXneI/AAAAAAAABdo/LGTeFdExje8/s400/DSC00707.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am already looking forward to visiting Great Wolf Lodge again. Such a fun family vacation. Thank you Mimi and Pops for allowing us to go. 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Most of our time was spent in the Little Hands on the Farm. It is such a neat learning experience, and we loved the hands on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;activities&lt;/span&gt;. Here is our little piggy and little cow.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/St-CHbLyvwI/AAAAAAAABdg/pU6Dgy4CVis/s1600-h/DSC00544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395173942681059074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/St-CHbLyvwI/AAAAAAAABdg/pU6Dgy4CVis/s400/DSC00544.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our aprons are on, baskets in hand, and we are headed to the barn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/St-BqWDJeeI/AAAAAAAABdY/rDCer_JCMwk/s1600-h/DSC00546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395173443086416354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/St-BqWDJeeI/AAAAAAAABdY/rDCer_JCMwk/s400/DSC00546.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Picked some peaches from the 'trees.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/St-BCtFCo4I/AAAAAAAABdQ/Cgdpz74aCuU/s1600-h/DSC00547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395172762073604994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/St-BCtFCo4I/AAAAAAAABdQ/Cgdpz74aCuU/s400/DSC00547.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Time to feed the 'chickens' before collecting their eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/St-AbkLvqaI/AAAAAAAABdI/N0P_zo89X_4/s1600-h/DSC00550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395172089670904226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/St-AbkLvqaI/AAAAAAAABdI/N0P_zo89X_4/s400/DSC00550.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gotta milk the cow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/St9_9qMOLkI/AAAAAAAABdA/smHLBzLUxpk/s1600-h/DSC00552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395171575887441474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/St9_9qMOLkI/AAAAAAAABdA/smHLBzLUxpk/s400/DSC00552.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We collected vegetables from the garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/St9_dK6weSI/AAAAAAAABc4/nGsXq3V2dZc/s1600-h/DSC00559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395171017736878370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/St9_dK6weSI/AAAAAAAABc4/nGsXq3V2dZc/s400/DSC00559.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; had to get on the tractor and go out and plant before he could harvest. We also had to drop off some feed. Daddy had to help because his feet couldn't quite reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/St9-rZIUaNI/AAAAAAAABcw/KRxVzNfw-qs/s1600-h/DSC00560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395170162558396626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/St9-rZIUaNI/AAAAAAAABcw/KRxVzNfw-qs/s400/DSC00560.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ellie tried to make the tractor go, but still needed some help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/St9-KnaETII/AAAAAAAABco/d4zsbiqE-wc/s1600-h/DSC00561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395169599455251586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/St9-KnaETII/AAAAAAAABco/d4zsbiqE-wc/s400/DSC00561.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had to feed the 'sheep' some corn before we took his wool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/St99HwbzseI/AAAAAAAABcg/l28vAyYUDRk/s1600-h/DSC00564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395168450827235810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/St99HwbzseI/AAAAAAAABcg/l28vAyYUDRk/s400/DSC00564.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course, we had to make our way over to check out the new Toyota 4-Runner. It was awesome. I am putting it on my dream car list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/St98gyfyqXI/AAAAAAAABcY/AuT6ePwcttg/s1600-h/DSC00572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395167781365918066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/St98gyfyqXI/AAAAAAAABcY/AuT6ePwcttg/s400/DSC00572.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Besides the expected rural cows and sheep, we were excited to see a little giraffe in the petting zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/St976oL5k-I/AAAAAAAABcQ/WaP9nE9LI_I/s1600-h/DSC00567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395167125763101666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/St976oL5k-I/AAAAAAAABcQ/WaP9nE9LI_I/s400/DSC00567.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The camel was a big success. There was a baby camel behind the trough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395166489688182658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/St97Vmn0j4I/AAAAAAAABcI/TkMn8Kybf9k/s400/DSC00569.JPG" /&gt; The ducks were fun to watch, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/St96xd0RF6I/AAAAAAAABcA/t4JXcH3qCOo/s1600-h/DSC00568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395165868849174434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/St96xd0RF6I/AAAAAAAABcA/t4JXcH3qCOo/s400/DSC00568.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Elliette&lt;/span&gt; are still talking about the Fair. Looking forward to going again next year. Fun times. &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/2494348740176217656-8351928213178465436?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/8351928213178465436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=8351928213178465436' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/8351928213178465436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/8351928213178465436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/10/texas-state-fair.html' title='Texas State Fair'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/St-CHbLyvwI/AAAAAAAABdg/pU6Dgy4CVis/s72-c/DSC00544.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-5375524956445312975</id><published>2009-09-28T20:33:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T20:54:31.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Babysitting Ethan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We got to babysit Ethan for a few hours today. The twins were super excited. Colton brought this book for me to read to him. But Ellie decided that Ethan need to learn about tractors. She confiscated it and taught Ethan all he needed to know about tractors. Notice Colton in the background. I don't know if he is pouting or just busy picking his nose. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SsFmiSPBI0I/AAAAAAAABb4/ziHEv3yFF7Y/s1600-h/DSC00531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386699368508236610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SsFmiSPBI0I/AAAAAAAABb4/ziHEv3yFF7Y/s400/DSC00531.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ellie had to play baby, too. She went and found a paci from her bed and stole Ethan's rattle. I remember when this chair was her bed. We could have fit four of her in it. Now look at her. My big baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SsFmG6tdZEI/AAAAAAAABbw/5XeAxoSsjQs/s1600-h/DSC00535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386698898336998466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SsFmG6tdZEI/AAAAAAAABbw/5XeAxoSsjQs/s400/DSC00535.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some blanket time to stretch out and play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SsFlo0NAddI/AAAAAAAABbo/1m3rYWWZTz4/s1600-h/DSC00532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386698381194196434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SsFlo0NAddI/AAAAAAAABbo/1m3rYWWZTz4/s400/DSC00532.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love Ethan's expression in this one. My two are trying so hard to entertain him, and he is pleading with his eyes to be rescued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SsFlLLvKi7I/AAAAAAAABbg/em7P1m0bHyU/s1600-h/DSC00533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386697872115403698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SsFlLLvKi7I/AAAAAAAABbg/em7P1m0bHyU/s400/DSC00533.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She just can't help herself. Even while Ethan was asleep, Ellie had to be close to him. Yes, she had to go get her paci, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SsFkYn986bI/AAAAAAAABbY/he50K5Tlo08/s1600-h/DSC00537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386697003520289202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SsFkYn986bI/AAAAAAAABbY/he50K5Tlo08/s400/DSC00537.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What I didn't get a picture of is when the babies woke up from a very short nap asking to go play with Ethan. They didn't believe me that Coco had picked him up while they were asleep. So out we go into the living room. Colton starts to cry when he sees Ethan's blanket is gone, and says "I want my cousin Ethan." Did I mention they love Baby Ethan? We do. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2494348740176217656-5375524956445312975?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/5375524956445312975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=5375524956445312975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/5375524956445312975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/5375524956445312975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/09/babysitting-ethan.html' title='Babysitting Ethan'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SsFmiSPBI0I/AAAAAAAABb4/ziHEv3yFF7Y/s72-c/DSC00531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-3119567434810893848</id><published>2009-09-28T20:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T20:32:53.945-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring on the Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;While going through last year's fall/winter attire, I came across their snow boots. I took out the liners in Colt's and they fit fine for rain boots. But little Ellie's feet are finally growing and no amount of cramming was going to get her feet into those old boots. She was NOT happy. She wanted a pair of rain boots, too. Leave it to a grandmother to hear those cries and go into action. My mom went to Target the next day just to find some rain boots for her poor granddaughter. So bring on the rain. We are ready to jump and play in the puddles. Thanks Memaw!! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386695700072117970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SsFjMwPsNtI/AAAAAAAABbQ/PjUHZxOaieA/s400/DSC00528.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386695102588353330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SsFip-cdezI/AAAAAAAABbI/GVNhZzCyLAU/s400/DSC00527.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-3119567434810893848?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/3119567434810893848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=3119567434810893848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/3119567434810893848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/3119567434810893848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/09/bring-on-rain.html' title='Bring on the Rain'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SsFjMwPsNtI/AAAAAAAABbQ/PjUHZxOaieA/s72-c/DSC00528.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-6733990788292397297</id><published>2009-09-28T20:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T20:24:53.287-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet Bug</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the closest Colton and Elliette have to a pet. It was found in the entry way. And they loved this bug. It would flip over on its back, wriggle its legs, and the babies would laugh. I think they thought it was doing it to entertain them rather than attempting to flee. Colton even walked down the hall and was motioning for the bug to follow him while saying, "Come on bug. Come on." The bug finally was able to escape. When the babies came looking for it later that day, tears were shed.  I am sure another will be around soon.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SsFf5y9bLrI/AAAAAAAABbA/DLpCsf_utfo/s1600-h/DSC00525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386692075848412850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SsFf5y9bLrI/AAAAAAAABbA/DLpCsf_utfo/s400/DSC00525.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SsFfcfB8PhI/AAAAAAAABa4/b40GAOa6dXA/s1600-h/DSC00524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386691572282441234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SsFfcfB8PhI/AAAAAAAABa4/b40GAOa6dXA/s400/DSC00524.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2494348740176217656-6733990788292397297?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/6733990788292397297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=6733990788292397297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/6733990788292397297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/6733990788292397297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/09/pet-bug.html' title='Pet Bug'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SsFf5y9bLrI/AAAAAAAABbA/DLpCsf_utfo/s72-c/DSC00525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-6735596242924370344</id><published>2009-09-07T21:16:00.030-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T22:38:10.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;RP had some time off and came in for the Labor Day weekend. We all went up and stayed overnight in Dallas before he left early the next morning. This picture was taken right after we had a candy feast consisting of M&amp;amp;Ms, gummy bears, and Sprees on RP's bed. Colton and Elliette were a wee bit hyper. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378924661789448626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SqXHeyuMWbI/AAAAAAAABao/02ZDkqgB8v8/s400/DSC00432.JPG" /&gt; I have been wanting to take Colton and Elliette to the Science Museum in Fair Park ever since I took my fourth grade class when I was 5 months pregnant. They are just the right age now to enjoy all the exhibits. First stop was the fire truck along with hat and jacket.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378924154495842594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SqXHBQ5-OSI/AAAAAAAABag/sS8C8fVbPSk/s400/DSC00441.JPG" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Off to put out a fire or rescue a cat from a tree. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378923702586070434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SqXGm9aSVaI/AAAAAAAABaY/DINvTJctNSU/s400/DSC00443.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Colton loved wearing the 'Bob the Builder' hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378923265230333426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SqXGNgIjZfI/AAAAAAAABaQ/69yM7tfQYIc/s400/DSC00446.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; Elliette daintily hammering a piece of wood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378922804921612770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SqXFytWZueI/AAAAAAAABaI/9HlO4ilb6P4/s400/DSC00448.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Pops helped Colton on the John Deere tricycle. His legs aren't quite long enough yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378922282046387842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SqXFURfO9oI/AAAAAAAABaA/8w4YYWzaRg4/s400/DSC00454.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; Pops helped Ellie too of course. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378921776973380466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SqXE238ce3I/AAAAAAAABZ4/GerOK7jAq8U/s400/DSC00456.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; Colton milked a cow as Daddy supervised. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378921254467383842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SqXEYddTsiI/AAAAAAAABZw/3oVgvKyyjBM/s400/DSC00459.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; Elliette milked the cow too, but only with one hand. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378920750842505746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SqXD7JTx6hI/AAAAAAAABZo/N__qlzdXK48/s400/DSC00461.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; Checking out the farm dogs, but not too close. Some of the dogs looked pretty realistic. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378920239836263522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SqXDdZqZdGI/AAAAAAAABZg/0VdWjSuFmz0/s400/DSC00467.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; The 'pond' was a big hit. They spent a long time splashing and collecting the duckies. I am concerned Colton might be a little hoarder. He kept walking around picking up all the ducks all for himself. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378919755252008610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SqXDBMcghqI/AAAAAAAABZY/NgootxsHItc/s400/DSC00487.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; Mimi and Daddy helped make giant bubbles. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378918885299050018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SqXCOjnj1iI/AAAAAAAABZQ/m8rtsRJ5NdI/s400/DSC00497.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; Ellie loved dropping and catching the ping pong balls on the air hole. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378918270570809202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SqXBqxk7R3I/AAAAAAAABZI/x2MB6m4fqW0/s400/DSC00505.JPG" /&gt; This really was a fun game. I might have to rig up a blow dryer and soccer cone for the same effect.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378917630210804130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SqXBFgDNCaI/AAAAAAAABZA/qQFCNEy8bOw/s400/DSC00515.JPG" /&gt; Elliette posed in a Hazmat suit. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378916832798187714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SqXAXFdOIMI/AAAAAAAABY4/7emcWmyM08o/s400/DSC00518.JPG" /&gt;Colton looks way too comfortable.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378930732463763762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SqXNAJvvMTI/AAAAAAAABaw/5yu2wIw7Bqw/s400/DSC00520.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the scene literally less than 5 minutes after pulling out of the museum's parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brent had not even made it to the highway before they passed out.  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378915851705874914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SqW_d-mleeI/AAAAAAAABYo/jbXXYB6Rmyk/s400/DSC00521.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SqW_d-mleeI/AAAAAAAABYo/jbXXYB6Rmyk/s1600-h/DSC00521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378915386413032114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SqW_C5QIIrI/AAAAAAAABYg/YuCcxkCV8DU/s400/DSC00522.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you RP for coming home. Thank you Mimi and Pops for letting us hang out with you. We love you all.  &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/2494348740176217656-6735596242924370344?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/6735596242924370344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=6735596242924370344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/6735596242924370344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/6735596242924370344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/09/labor-day-fun.html' title='Labor Day Fun'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SqXHeyuMWbI/AAAAAAAABao/02ZDkqgB8v8/s72-c/DSC00432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-1831155415701594273</id><published>2009-09-05T09:58:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T10:38:02.634-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy B-Day Eli</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am a week late, but I wanted to post the pictures of my oldest nephew's birthday party. Eli turned 10 years old and celebrated with a bowling party. He invited his little cousins to join in on the fun. This was their second trip to the bowling alley, but their first time to actually bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is the big birthday boy, Uncle &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Poprocks&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Elliette&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; taking time out to pose for the camera.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378003604265503602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SqKByMEEC3I/AAAAAAAABYQ/qfNMz1o0rGo/s400/DSC00416.JPG" /&gt;Ellie loves Aunt Hay-hay and helped her keep score. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; just liked to watch the screen. I think he thought it was '&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tartoons&lt;/span&gt;.'&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378003119340529090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SqKBV9k8JcI/AAAAAAAABYI/Glm-mMHBcxM/s400/DSC00409.JPG" /&gt; Uncle &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Poprocks&lt;/span&gt; helped &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; get his ball set up on the toddler bowling ramp. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378002673833560690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SqKA8B7zSnI/AAAAAAAABYA/yL31HV6lxR4/s400/DSC00413.JPG" /&gt; All &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; had to do was push the ball down the ramp. That ramp is a really cool invention. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378002143815187746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SqKAdLdkvSI/AAAAAAAABX4/E8G3ccGIzlc/s400/DSC00414.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;And of course &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Elliette&lt;/span&gt; had her turn. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378001203913486114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SqJ_meDi7yI/AAAAAAAABXo/xiesevP-QVo/s400/DSC00410.JPG" /&gt; I wish I had pictures of them jumping up and down when the pins fell. It was a lot of fun. We are going back really soon. A good time for all ages. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378006085406172178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SqKECnCGJBI/AAAAAAAABYY/v54uIu2IyWM/s400/DSC00412.JPG" /&gt;Happy birthday Eli. We love you very much!&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/2494348740176217656-1831155415701594273?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/1831155415701594273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=1831155415701594273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/1831155415701594273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/1831155415701594273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-b-day-eli.html' title='Happy B-Day Eli'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SqKByMEEC3I/AAAAAAAABYQ/qfNMz1o0rGo/s72-c/DSC00416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-584994873479638720</id><published>2009-08-27T12:08:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T17:17:23.441-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Ethan is getting BIG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby Ethan is over five weeks old and he is getting very big. It was time for some more cousin pictures. Here is proud big cousin Colton. This is his new camera smile. He is saying cheese. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374694073877784546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Spa_yKnh5-I/AAAAAAAABXg/x5pYnFojRVs/s400/DSC00406.JPG" /&gt;Colton cuddling Ethan. I wish I had audio of him telling Ethan to say cheese. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Spa_YvcaoOI/AAAAAAAABXY/1GZQmeup0ro/s1600-h/DSC00405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374693637086683362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Spa_YvcaoOI/AAAAAAAABXY/1GZQmeup0ro/s400/DSC00405.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ellie is all about Baby Ethan. She has to check on him constantly. It is so funny to me how little girls seem to automatically love babies. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374692123537818210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Spa-ApCPwmI/AAAAAAAABXA/QaF2dwLNzrE/s400/DSC00400.JPG" /&gt; She loves to stare at him. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374692594303351570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Spa-cCxfuxI/AAAAAAAABXI/SPdYGWihehY/s400/DSC00396.JPG" /&gt; As soon as Ethan makes the slightest noise, she says he needs his paci.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Spa-6ZutYWI/AAAAAAAABXQ/lH1dbHoBE4Y/s1600-h/DSC00402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374693115861754210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Spa-6ZutYWI/AAAAAAAABXQ/lH1dbHoBE4Y/s400/DSC00402.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-584994873479638720?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/584994873479638720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=584994873479638720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/584994873479638720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/584994873479638720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/08/baby-ethan-is-getting-big.html' title='Baby Ethan is getting BIG'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Spa_yKnh5-I/AAAAAAAABXg/x5pYnFojRVs/s72-c/DSC00406.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-937526941118217695</id><published>2009-08-27T11:58:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T12:07:51.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Days of 'School'</title><content type='html'>Well, it is school for Colton and Elliette. But otherwise known as Mother's Day Out. We are trying a new routine this year. Colton is going on Tuesday and Ellie on Thursday. This will give me some one-on-one with each of them. Also the split will provide some much needed breaks from each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is our big boy on his first day of 'school.'&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374690351625122802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Spa8ZgJVs_I/AAAAAAAABWw/dc6EIxvwJuM/s400/DSC00395.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our precious Elliette a couple of days later on her first day this year.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374690850380140226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Spa82iJzTsI/AAAAAAAABW4/GHrvkCqs8zk/s400/DSC00408.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-937526941118217695?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/937526941118217695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=937526941118217695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/937526941118217695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/937526941118217695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-days-of-school.html' title='First Days of &apos;School&apos;'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Spa8ZgJVs_I/AAAAAAAABWw/dc6EIxvwJuM/s72-c/DSC00395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-1032416377797408976</id><published>2009-08-15T22:04:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T22:27:45.738-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading the paper with Daddy</title><content type='html'>B likes to read the sports section of the paper. Ellie, who very much loves her Daddy, wanted to read it, too. Yes, I know she is in her diaper again. Sorry. She just finished playing with shaving cream and covered her clothes in the process. Sometimes there is no time to stop for clothes. This was one of those times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aYIctX0cQ2Q"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aYIctX0cQ2Q&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-1032416377797408976?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/1032416377797408976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=1032416377797408976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/1032416377797408976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/1032416377797408976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/08/reading-paper-with-daddy.html' title='Reading the paper with Daddy'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-623972334570113636</id><published>2009-08-15T21:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T21:56:53.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bible Quiz</title><content type='html'>One of our favorite games these days is Bible Quiz. Basically it includes B or me asking Bible story questions to Colton and Elliette. Lately, a 'microphone' for asking the questions has been introduced into the mix. While I was out one evening, Ellie decided she wanted to be the one to ask Colton questions. B caught the last few minutes of it on film. It is evident that they were starting to lose interest, but still really cute. B translates when needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W85F63JsuDA"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W85F63JsuDA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-623972334570113636?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/623972334570113636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=623972334570113636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/623972334570113636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/623972334570113636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/08/bible-quiz.html' title='Bible Quiz'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-9046207595038527941</id><published>2009-08-05T22:17:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T22:35:33.717-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ava turned One!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our sweet friend Ava turned one this week, and we were excited to celebrate with her and her family. Mommy Jennifer made delicious homemade cakes and cupcakes. (More of the cupcakes to come.)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366685299521412850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SnpL2JNI3vI/AAAAAAAABV8/WsOyX7pBTgo/s400/DSC00386.JPG" /&gt;Elliette was not thrilled to share the piano with Ava. Even though it IS Ava's piano. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366686476186883650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SnpM6ooDFkI/AAAAAAAABWM/g_lOd4DVD2c/s400/DSC00377.JPG" /&gt;Ava was sweet enough to share with Ellie regardless. Thanks Ava!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366687306631337330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SnpNq-Rb1XI/AAAAAAAABWU/JqHNpHnmz48/s400/DSC00380.JPG" /&gt;The three amigos in a group hug. What was not caught on film was the massive tackle that took all three down two seconds later.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366685751180120162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SnpMQbw90GI/AAAAAAAABWE/aqkfC26cr0Y/s400/DSC00383.JPG" /&gt;And I mentioned the YUMMY homemade cupcakes. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366688494167040210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SnpOwGMAoNI/AAAAAAAABWk/hN_MgpdwtTU/s400/DSC00392.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366688085953323842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SnpOYVeRo0I/AAAAAAAABWc/N1TcDez7i5A/s400/DSC00391.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks Jennifer and Micah for inviting us to such a significant event. We adore you all!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-9046207595038527941?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/9046207595038527941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=9046207595038527941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/9046207595038527941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/9046207595038527941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/08/ava-turned-one.html' title='Ava turned One!'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SnpL2JNI3vI/AAAAAAAABV8/WsOyX7pBTgo/s72-c/DSC00386.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-1463254765863491507</id><published>2009-08-05T22:05:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T22:15:53.212-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Luau at MDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our Mother's Day Out had a luau themed week. They made beautiful crepe paper flowers and 'grass' skirts. I love the teachers at Colton and Elliette's school. They are so creative and fun. When I picked them up, they were dancing in a circle with their creations. Funny. And yes, Colton is sporting his without britches. He had a little accident at school. But I think his attire is more authentic this way. Can you tell by Ellie's expression she likes her get-up? &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366682937613959618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SnpJsqahQcI/AAAAAAAABV0/rerCh6yedug/s400/DSC00365.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366682524102185970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SnpJUl9oU_I/AAAAAAAABVs/vup-mEU8X7c/s400/DSC00364.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366682062173100514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SnpI5tJJ2eI/AAAAAAAABVk/QmqgESn-pjs/s400/DSC00363.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-1463254765863491507?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/1463254765863491507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=1463254765863491507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/1463254765863491507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/1463254765863491507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/08/luau-at-mdo.html' title='Luau at MDO'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SnpJsqahQcI/AAAAAAAABV0/rerCh6yedug/s72-c/DSC00365.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-7786009205856497498</id><published>2009-07-24T14:46:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T15:18:11.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Police Dept. visits the Library</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have enjoyed the library's summer programs. This week the Police Dept. came to talk to the kids and let them run through their vehicles.  Here are Colton and Elliette with a police car. Can you see Elliette's smile? Colton was saying cheese to his feet.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362118591547877906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmoScwS6qhI/AAAAAAAABVE/xBspbaBZ9BY/s400/DSC00355.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Colton climbed right into the back of the police car and began to scream.  It wasn't a scary scream, but an exciting yell. Can't explain it. But it was funny. Hope I never see him in back of a squad car again, or I will be screaming.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362119147838073378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmoS9Io1aiI/AAAAAAAABVM/8XKBjCvx8RY/s400/DSC00358.JPG" /&gt;Elliette looked so funny on the police motorcycle. She was so super cool with her shades.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362120036691140274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmoTw3363rI/AAAAAAAABVc/DTqzt8dSPwA/s400/DSC00361.JPG" /&gt;Colton didn't want off the bike. He loves motorcycles. Scary. But his Uncle RP will enjoy this.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362119590973550226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmoTW7ckLpI/AAAAAAAABVU/7xs_3BO6-h0/s400/DSC00360.JPG" /&gt;Eli and Ty went with us to the library, too. Here are all the Powers grandkids posing with the SWAT truck. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362115971723660818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmoQEQsJjhI/AAAAAAAABUk/38kX1I3xKvE/s400/DSC00345.JPG" /&gt;The Gator was also a hit. Colton just giggled while he 'drove' it. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362116646436979362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmoQriMVwqI/AAAAAAAABUs/uQpfZRdW0eg/s400/DSC00349.JPG" /&gt;Ellie of course wanted a turn, but was content with just sitting with her brother. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362117180353418722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmoRKnL8FeI/AAAAAAAABU0/W4hsDc2q9kI/s400/DSC00351.JPG" /&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/2494348740176217656-7786009205856497498?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/7786009205856497498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=7786009205856497498' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/7786009205856497498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/7786009205856497498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/07/police-dept-visits-library.html' title='Police Dept. visits the Library'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmoScwS6qhI/AAAAAAAABVE/xBspbaBZ9BY/s72-c/DSC00355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-5364278758860144762</id><published>2009-07-22T21:25:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T22:08:18.942-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ethan Zachary arrived on Wednesday, July 22nd at 9:58 AM and weighed in at 7 lbs 6 oz and 21 inches long. After he was washed and groomed, his head of hair turned out to be a lovely dark blond. He has big blue eyes when he decides to open them. All in all, perfect and beautiful. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmfPNPGsQQI/AAAAAAAABUc/0fZ6hsj4R9U/s1600-h/DSC00298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361481707707711746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmfPNPGsQQI/AAAAAAAABUc/0fZ6hsj4R9U/s400/DSC00298.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Coco glowing just 4 hours after Ethan's arrival. She is going to be a super mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmfO1V_QLfI/AAAAAAAABUU/oy6nz7SKs_E/s1600-h/DSC00338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361481297238699506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmfO1V_QLfI/AAAAAAAABUU/oy6nz7SKs_E/s400/DSC00338.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are Colton, Elliette and Daddy getting their first peek at Ethan with Mimi. Ellie was so excited to meet her "cutin." Colton kept saying "No Ethan not in Coco's tummy."&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361480763166445634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmfOWQagUEI/AAAAAAAABUM/Bl_NpKqGUCA/s400/DSC00299.JPG" /&gt;I couldn't wait to get my hands on him. I still can't believe he is actually here. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361480298588206578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmfN7Nua9fI/AAAAAAAABUE/tXQjamMk9gc/s400/DSC00305.JPG" /&gt;Pops helped Ellie and Colton be gentle. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361479780813768242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmfNdE3YBjI/AAAAAAAABT8/3XsMCSIFfkk/s400/DSC00317.JPG" /&gt;The first picture of Mimi and Pops with all three of their granchildren. Love it!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361479242829045954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmfM9wt0oMI/AAAAAAAABT0/9Lg1DspyVx8/s400/DSC00321.JPG" /&gt;Colton was really good with him. Loud but fairly gentle. Hopefully Ethan will learn to love his energy as we have. I see many exciting times for these two in the future. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361478569245842690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmfMWjbEnQI/AAAAAAAABTs/wxH5Kd6dyBA/s400/DSC00328.JPG" /&gt;Elliette couldn't wait to hold him. She has been talking about it for days. She wanted to take the blanket off and inspect his hands and toes. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361478059950957858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmfL46JtZSI/AAAAAAAABTk/etwFcBRzoG0/s400/DSC00330.JPG" /&gt;Uncle B finally got his turn to snuggle. Ellie had to stay close. Not sure if it was to keep her eye on Ethan or just to remind her Dada that she was there. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361477569672698050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmfLcXuQ2MI/AAAAAAAABTc/3PZbovadB7k/s400/DSC00333.JPG" /&gt;Like I said, I didn't give my family much of a chance to hold him. He was so cuddly and sweet. I feel so blessed to have another edition to our family. Ethan, I promise you will be loved beyond your imagination. But we are a crazy bunch. Hope you are ready. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361476801394102194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmfKvpqXz7I/AAAAAAAABTU/E69kD48wHGY/s400/DSC00336.JPG" /&gt;Not sure while I don't have a pic of Daddy Zach with his first born. He had a visitor for awhile, but I promise to post one of the proud Daddy with his son soon. Congrats Zach and Courtney! You are going to be great parents.&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/2494348740176217656-5364278758860144762?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/5364278758860144762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=5364278758860144762' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/5364278758860144762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/5364278758860144762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/07/hes-here.html' title='He&apos;s Here!'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmfPNPGsQQI/AAAAAAAABUc/0fZ6hsj4R9U/s72-c/DSC00298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-7934351311455365265</id><published>2009-07-19T21:06:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T21:50:29.128-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;B came home a few weeks ago with a surprise for all of us. He had booked a weekend in my favorite hotel in downtown Ft. Worth for our tenth anniversary. My ideal weekend. I have been wanting to take the babies to the Ft. Worth Zoo for awhile. And they loved it! Despite the impression Colton gives in this picture. He got shy with the stranger we asked to take our family pic.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360359105321863906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmPSNLU9iuI/AAAAAAAABSk/NUnxmRouWHs/s400/DSC00283.JPG" /&gt;Ellie was SOOO ready to go. She woke up for days asking to go to the zoo. I took this picture while we waited for the gates to open. It says it all. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmPUhrj0L6I/AAAAAAAABTM/wn3OPSxJN2s/s1600-h/DSC00271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360361656594739106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmPUhrj0L6I/AAAAAAAABTM/wn3OPSxJN2s/s400/DSC00271.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is my family in front of the lions. Depending on when you ask them, the lions were their favorites. The daddy lion just slept, but the mommy lions and the cubs were entertaining as they wrestled and chased each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmPT_SfW3WI/AAAAAAAABTE/BQFH-AaQiKA/s1600-h/DSC00275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360361065749601634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmPT_SfW3WI/AAAAAAAABTE/BQFH-AaQiKA/s400/DSC00275.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ellie will also tell you the penguins were her favorites. She knows that they are definitely her mommy's. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmPTehjalgI/AAAAAAAABS8/lg8zBFJzmS0/s1600-h/DSC00277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360360502857471490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmPTehjalgI/AAAAAAAABS8/lg8zBFJzmS0/s400/DSC00277.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here Dada shows Colton and Elliette some really large snake. This is as close as I could physically get without breaking into a total body sweat. I was proud to get this close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmPTDzQfmfI/AAAAAAAABS0/B8Fb14C9mco/s1600-h/DSC00279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360360043753478642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmPTDzQfmfI/AAAAAAAABS0/B8Fb14C9mco/s400/DSC00279.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the surprise of the day was the train ride. We didn't mention it until we bought the tickets and were loading. They both LOVE trains and this was their first time to ride one. It was a short ride around the zoo. Perfect for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmPSpKY09OI/AAAAAAAABSs/IJXHjWpo4N0/s1600-h/DSC00281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360359586105980130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmPSpKY09OI/AAAAAAAABSs/IJXHjWpo4N0/s400/DSC00281.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Later that night, we went out to dinner and afterwards drove around TCU. The gates to the stadium were open, so we just walked in to take a look around. B loves anything and all things NCAA football. We have stopped at many stadiums during our travels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360358614567900626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmPRwnIGVdI/AAAAAAAABSc/j-gklj8QyKQ/s400/DSC00287.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ft. Worth was awesome. We walked around Sundance Square, enjoyed the hotel's pool, breakfasts, and overall atmosphere. It is always nice to getaway so we can just focus on each other and not worry about anything else. I never dreamed I could be happier than I was ten years ago on our wedding day. But everyday is better than the previous one. We are very blessed and thank God for all He has given us everyday. &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/2494348740176217656-7934351311455365265?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/7934351311455365265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=7934351311455365265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/7934351311455365265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/7934351311455365265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/07/10-years.html' title='10 Years'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SmPSNLU9iuI/AAAAAAAABSk/NUnxmRouWHs/s72-c/DSC00283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-1201969945770157249</id><published>2009-07-09T20:54:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T21:15:02.691-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No, we didn't hear a thing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;While my parents were over for dinner tonight, there was a knock at the front door. I leave the table to open the door and find my neighbor and this view. Apparently, our pear tree split and fell over making a huge crash. It disturbed the entire neighborhood, but we never heard a thing. I blame it on having two energetic two year olds. It was a shock to see this from our front door.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356644680054931762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Slaf9K6pATI/AAAAAAAABRw/GxOkAcL7Jvc/s400/DSC00264.JPG" /&gt;So much for our mail box. The tree landed square on it.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SlahsbB5WMI/AAAAAAAABSQ/T17Gsd2nIJQ/s1600-h/DSC00265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356646591345809602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SlahsbB5WMI/AAAAAAAABSQ/T17Gsd2nIJQ/s400/DSC00265.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Check out how close it was from landing on Daddy's truck. Literally missed it by about a foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SlahSJYxnAI/AAAAAAAABSI/y_5fR24Rejk/s1600-h/DSC00266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356646139933334530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SlahSJYxnAI/AAAAAAAABSI/y_5fR24Rejk/s400/DSC00266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It blocked the whole street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Slag2PZ8aiI/AAAAAAAABSA/HXFnA7wL1ng/s1600-h/DSC00267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356645660512512546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Slag2PZ8aiI/AAAAAAAABSA/HXFnA7wL1ng/s400/DSC00267.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We called the city and two officers came by an hour later. They were not too concerned and told us that someone will be out tomorrow to move it. It is always something, huh? Just lucky it didn't do manage than it did. R.I.P. maroon mailbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SlagaTDTBbI/AAAAAAAABR4/kayo_3i9U6A/s1600-h/DSC00268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356645180454929842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SlagaTDTBbI/AAAAAAAABR4/kayo_3i9U6A/s400/DSC00268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2494348740176217656-1201969945770157249?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/1201969945770157249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=1201969945770157249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/1201969945770157249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/1201969945770157249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-we-didnt-hear-thing.html' title='No, we didn&apos;t hear a thing...'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Slaf9K6pATI/AAAAAAAABRw/GxOkAcL7Jvc/s72-c/DSC00264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-6508515671671792877</id><published>2009-07-09T20:28:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T20:45:35.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sidewalk Chalk</title><content type='html'>We have really enjoyed Thursday mornings at the library. Today was sidewalk chalk day. We do not have smooth concrete at our home. So Colton and Elliette had yet to experience this fun. And to make it even more fun cousins Ty and Eli came, too. Our dear friends from church, the Hadens and Barhams, also joined us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sweet Claire traded chalk with Ellie.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SlabLWt3xcI/AAAAAAAABRo/NX-gHOjo39A/s1600-h/DSC00253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356639426182628802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SlabLWt3xcI/AAAAAAAABRo/NX-gHOjo39A/s400/DSC00253.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ellie enjoyed coloring for about 10 minutes. Then she was ready to go. It was hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SlaauKfziyI/AAAAAAAABRg/I757Y9ttgUY/s1600-h/DSC00256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356638924686199586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SlaauKfziyI/AAAAAAAABRg/I757Y9ttgUY/s400/DSC00256.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But Colton loved it. Collin is so good to Colton. He is has a very tender heart. I think Ty is drawing a maze. He was really into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SlaaR8cLNnI/AAAAAAAABRY/NEb_eTsvLTU/s1600-h/DSC00257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356638439876540018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SlaaR8cLNnI/AAAAAAAABRY/NEb_eTsvLTU/s400/DSC00257.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Most of the crew found a nice shady spot to decorate. Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SlaZyonJa3I/AAAAAAAABRQ/-CsnX_-t6h4/s1600-h/DSC00254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356637901977906034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SlaZyonJa3I/AAAAAAAABRQ/-CsnX_-t6h4/s400/DSC00254.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2494348740176217656-6508515671671792877?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/6508515671671792877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=6508515671671792877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/6508515671671792877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/6508515671671792877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/07/sidewalk-chalk.html' title='Sidewalk Chalk'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SlabLWt3xcI/AAAAAAAABRo/NX-gHOjo39A/s72-c/DSC00253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-3870879557362053849</id><published>2009-07-05T16:34:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T16:52:25.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July at the Drain's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uncle Zach's parents, Donna and Mike Drain, throw a great 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July bash. They have a beautiful place out on the lake. The food is wonderful, and there is so much room for the little ones to run. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is Coco and Ellie. Pretty girls. And Baby Ethan will be here any day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355094877797344834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SlEeazmf5kI/AAAAAAAABRI/x_sQDlxQSc0/s400/DSC00244.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brody took time to pass on some of his athletic skills to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt;. Thanks Brody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355093787940920130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SlEdbXkem0I/AAAAAAAABQ4/Pw3Wbr6q5fc/s400/DSC00245.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Korri&lt;/span&gt; is the best person to have around. She so is good with kiddos and loves &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Elliette&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt;. They flew kites, played with bubbles, and basically entertained them. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355093310647398002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SlEc_lg1bnI/AAAAAAAABQw/-uy4MbTU6FA/s400/DSC00234.JPG" /&gt;It was warm. So everyone cooled off in the fountain from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355094358710637762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SlEd8l2lVMI/AAAAAAAABRA/8NsHh_IJPH8/s400/DSC00238.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I didn't get any pictures of the awesome firework display by Uncle Zach. The babies talked big all day about the fireworks.  Sure enough, it was a bit loud for them.  But they enjoyed the view from inside. Thank you Drains for being fantastic hosts. We had a great time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-3870879557362053849?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/3870879557362053849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=3870879557362053849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/3870879557362053849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/3870879557362053849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july-at-drains.html' title='4th of July at the Drain&apos;s'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SlEeazmf5kI/AAAAAAAABRI/x_sQDlxQSc0/s72-c/DSC00244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-6168485151453304959</id><published>2009-07-05T16:18:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T16:32:01.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Cookies for Pawpaw</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; We made &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pawpaw&lt;/span&gt; some cookies for his birthday. And with Aunt Haven's help, we even made some homemade icing. Surprise, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Elliette&lt;/span&gt; chose purple, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; wanted green and orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355089599590614226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SlEZnkv8xNI/AAAAAAAABQg/roEFNUP3Ews/s400/DSC00226.JPG" /&gt; Icing the cookies didn't take as long as expected. They both had the dollop technique. I tried to help spread the icing, but they mostly did their own thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355089156902055394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SlEZNzmxbeI/AAAAAAAABQY/BezkCKSC6O8/s400/DSC00225.JPG" /&gt;Here are the results. Probably wouldn't win "Sugar Cookie Food Challenge" on the Food Network, but were made with love. (And tasted yummy.) Happy Birthday &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pawpaw&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355090071962130930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SlEaDEeGGfI/AAAAAAAABQo/outfO6InUdw/s400/DSC00227.JPG" /&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/2494348740176217656-6168485151453304959?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/6168485151453304959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=6168485151453304959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/6168485151453304959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/6168485151453304959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/07/birthday-cookies-for-pawpaw.html' title='Birthday Cookies for Pawpaw'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SlEZnkv8xNI/AAAAAAAABQg/roEFNUP3Ews/s72-c/DSC00226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-8669096635616937643</id><published>2009-07-01T16:26:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T16:55:07.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mimi's Pool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mimi got a really neat swimming pool with a slide for Colton and Elliette this summer. Here are some pics of its debut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colton soon discovered that emptying the water was as just as entertaining as splashing in it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353610967310515874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SkvYz2QtvqI/AAAAAAAABQI/nuqB71jnslo/s400/DSC00188.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mimi and Daddy had some difficulty tying down the slide. (Which turned out to be a blessing. See a few pictures down.)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353606831216373218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SkvVDGHBreI/AAAAAAAABPY/7fRwXRbk9gI/s400/DSC00187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;At first Daddy just held the slide and helped each kiddo down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353608694144218818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SkvWviDotsI/AAAAAAAABP4/d_9fH9mgvwA/s400/DSC00189.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Colt's turn to slide.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353608258039448482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SkvWWJcKA6I/AAAAAAAABPw/dSiXzAX3KLk/s400/DSC00190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SkvWWJcKA6I/AAAAAAAABPw/dSiXzAX3KLk/s1600-h/DSC00190.JPG"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But soon Pops discovered more uses for the slide. You could turn it over as a see-saw and dump someone into the pool. Ellie gladly volunteered.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353607753201777106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SkvV4wxeedI/AAAAAAAABPo/1r04am_1DuA/s400/DSC00192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And Daddy imagined the slide as a boat that could float inside the pool. We all had a good time and are thankful to have a place to cool off. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353613062038556770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SkvatxuzEGI/AAAAAAAABQQ/OB0wu0WIlbA/s400/DSC00193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-8669096635616937643?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/8669096635616937643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=8669096635616937643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/8669096635616937643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/8669096635616937643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/07/mimis-pool.html' title='Mimi&apos;s Pool'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SkvYz2QtvqI/AAAAAAAABQI/nuqB71jnslo/s72-c/DSC00188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-1398501271069105551</id><published>2009-06-30T14:37:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T21:15:20.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with Jackson and Baby Maddie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of my girls', Katie, came home from California for a visit. Her adorable son, Jackson, is exactly eight months older than our twins. We got together as much as we could. One of our first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;play dates&lt;/span&gt; was at the spray park. My favorite part was that Jackson came running up wearing the same swim trunks as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt;. So funny. Their mommies must be friends. Here are our three two year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; taking a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353207697364702018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SkpqCcpPU0I/AAAAAAAABOo/0Ulvara6LTE/s400/DSC00167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The boys thought it was great that they had on the same swim shorts. What handsome boys!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353208494968806642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Skpqw384HPI/AAAAAAAABOw/V5oK8TpKNuI/s400/DSC00160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I love this picture. The boys couldn't wait to go run and play. Ellie just looked at them and her expression read, "Ugh, boys."&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353208975490285346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SkprM2CH_yI/AAAAAAAABO4/BcpDA1g8HA8/s400/DSC00164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We also met up at the library. The fire dept. came and let the children investigate their trucks. As much as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; loves fire trucks, I thought he would be overcome with excitement. But I think we was just in such awe, he was expressionless. Here are the three amigos posing in front of the fire engine. Notice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; can not keep his eyes off of the truck.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Skpr6y7njsI/AAAAAAAABPA/A1Y5ZtDlUMc/s1600-h/DSC00175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353209764931669698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Skpr6y7njsI/AAAAAAAABPA/A1Y5ZtDlUMc/s400/DSC00175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally, we got Baby Maddie Lou to come play. Ellie was super excited to have a baby around. Maddie is a sweet little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353210317597468018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Skpsa9xaZXI/AAAAAAAABPI/ka53r0yqiSU/s400/DSC00197.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Ellie loved her. She didn't let her out of her sight. We love you Katie, Jackson and Maddie. Come home again soon. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353210783733304066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Skps2GQ2ywI/AAAAAAAABPQ/F2zQDWwKxz4/s400/DSC00201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-1398501271069105551?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/1398501271069105551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=1398501271069105551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/1398501271069105551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/1398501271069105551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/06/fun-with-jackson-and-baby-maddie.html' title='Fun with Jackson and Baby Maddie'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SkpqCcpPU0I/AAAAAAAABOo/0Ulvara6LTE/s72-c/DSC00167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-4644034913092646622</id><published>2009-06-30T14:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T14:36:22.777-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not better, Just Different</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought this picture gave a lot of insight into the differences between our children. Here Elliette and Colton are making birthday cards for Cousin Ty. Notice not only the differences in their painting techniques, but also their paint palettes. Can you tell which one is the neat freak and which one is more care free? Love it!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353206322555616114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SkpoybFNe3I/AAAAAAAABOg/HaNNKbAwRWA/s400/DSC00182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-4644034913092646622?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/4644034913092646622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=4644034913092646622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/4644034913092646622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/4644034913092646622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/06/not-better-just-different.html' title='Not better, Just Different'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SkpoybFNe3I/AAAAAAAABOg/HaNNKbAwRWA/s72-c/DSC00182.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-3426059650590609211</id><published>2009-06-30T14:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T20:48:48.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pah-thda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Colton's favorite food is 'pah-thda'. Otherwise known as pasta. Just wanted to post the proof.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353205603714145474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SkpoIlMDHMI/AAAAAAAABOY/UfQ5geGl_-E/s400/DSC00180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-3426059650590609211?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/3426059650590609211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=3426059650590609211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/3426059650590609211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/3426059650590609211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/06/pah-thda.html' title='Pah-thda'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SkpoIlMDHMI/AAAAAAAABOY/UfQ5geGl_-E/s72-c/DSC00180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-533793111680553264</id><published>2009-06-24T20:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T20:56:16.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hostess with The Mostess</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;While Katie is in Texas, most of my girls were able to get together. (We missed you Candace!) Katherine's new house is amazing. We spent out time downtown antique shopping and lounging. Our hostess made us an unbelievable dinner with fresh herbs and squash. Not to mention the gourmet breakfast the following morning. Crazy good. I love my girls and cherish our visits. So blessed to have these ladies in my life. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351077261194590882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SkLYavcseqI/AAAAAAAABOQ/0IWW-krugqM/s400/DSC00123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-533793111680553264?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/533793111680553264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=533793111680553264' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/533793111680553264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/533793111680553264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/06/hostess-with-mostess.html' title='The Hostess with The Mostess'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SkLYavcseqI/AAAAAAAABOQ/0IWW-krugqM/s72-c/DSC00123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-6017233722333112468</id><published>2009-06-24T20:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T20:47:45.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Lil' Fishies</title><content type='html'>Ellie and Colton have begun their first swimming lessons. I was unable to make their first session as I was hanging with my girls in Waxahachie at Katherine's. But Mimi and Pops helped out and took some great footage. The squeals heard are sounds of joy. They are loving it and asking every morning if they are going swimming that day. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming Part One: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7qGoUq6BCV8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7qGoUq6BCV8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming Part Two: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BHCFcLc-xPM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BHCFcLc-xPM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-6017233722333112468?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/6017233722333112468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=6017233722333112468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/6017233722333112468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/6017233722333112468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/06/two-lil-fishies.html' title='Two Lil&apos; Fishies'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-8422241857401326502</id><published>2009-06-24T20:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T20:41:45.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Fix-It</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; is all about his tool box these days. Maybe we will actually have someone in our household who will be good at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;DIY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BOhVS0Xm-sE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BOhVS0Xm-sE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-8422241857401326502?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/8422241857401326502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=8422241857401326502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/8422241857401326502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/8422241857401326502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/06/mr-fix-it.html' title='Mr. Fix-It'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-1615665109655642781</id><published>2009-06-21T20:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:56:43.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Babies' Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not only do I have the greatest husband in the world, but my babies have the greatest Dada, too. Not to sound cliche', but we truly are very blessed to have him. B, you are the best thing to ever happen to me and our children. I love you more every day. Thanks for being such a terrific Daddy.  Happy Father's Day!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349964458492741442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 358px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sj7kVGVsx0I/AAAAAAAABOE/gCDAEXVNuhM/s400/DSC00114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-1615665109655642781?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/1615665109655642781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=1615665109655642781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/1615665109655642781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/1615665109655642781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-babies-daddy.html' title='My Babies&apos; Daddy'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sj7kVGVsx0I/AAAAAAAABOE/gCDAEXVNuhM/s72-c/DSC00114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-8908183965248191466</id><published>2009-06-20T09:39:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T10:01:08.062-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle RP's New Truck</title><content type='html'>Uncle RP is oversea right now. But we are anxiously awaiting him to return home next month! In the meantime, he has something other than excited two year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; waiting on him. The truck he ordered is here. So these pics are specifically for RP. Last time I sent RP pics via e-mail, they were too big and couldn't be opened. I hope posting them on the blog will work. Enjoy RP! We miss you like crazy and can't wait to see you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nice ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349422267621433122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sjz3Nb8j3yI/AAAAAAAABNc/WB62WNyFoDg/s400/DSC00094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; loved driving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;RP's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; new truck. See his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' peanut head?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349421158784203778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sjz2M5NKfAI/AAAAAAAABNM/xtN2Xwd-63Y/s400/DSC00090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh, now you can see him better.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349421658603330834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sjz2p_LVHRI/AAAAAAAABNU/jFkCsjThkbY/s400/DSC00091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ellie had to try it out, too. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349422704446818962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sjz3m3P2SpI/AAAAAAAABNk/6f-1k5UEJvE/s400/DSC00095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ellie took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;RP's&lt;/span&gt; truck for a spin. She is a very cautious driver.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349423132456142162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sjz3_xtORVI/AAAAAAAABNs/gfh_z3lcaF0/s400/DSC00100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Very comfy upholstered seats. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349423728190646994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sjz4ic_ZatI/AAAAAAAABN0/t5CYlvpL_Uk/s400/DSC00104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And an inside shot. Come home soon RP! We are all ready to take a ride with you.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349424234873324018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sjz4_8h9gfI/AAAAAAAABN8/mTWQ7wxvij8/s400/DSC00105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-8908183965248191466?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/8908183965248191466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=8908183965248191466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/8908183965248191466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/8908183965248191466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/06/uncle-rps-new-truck.html' title='Uncle RP&apos;s New Truck'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sjz3Nb8j3yI/AAAAAAAABNc/WB62WNyFoDg/s72-c/DSC00094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-8148681788308132583</id><published>2009-06-20T09:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T09:38:43.141-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Have I Mentioned They Like Books?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just a couple of shots of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Elliette&lt;/span&gt; enjoying some reading time. As a retired reading teacher, this always brings me joy. I am so happy my kiddos love to read. And I no longer freak when they pull out a pile of books. It is fun to see them sitting side by side surrounded by books. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sjzy2vdqQwI/AAAAAAAABM8/m3JgV0qASfs/s1600-h/DSC00108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349417479677035266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sjzy2vdqQwI/AAAAAAAABM8/m3JgV0qASfs/s400/DSC00108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More reading time, but this time under a tent. They sat, played and read under this sheet for almost 30 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;. That is like 5 hours in normal time. I turned out the lights and threw in a couple of flashlights. A good time had by all.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349418208678621282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SjzzhLNLsGI/AAAAAAAABNE/tppBKNWzxC0/s400/DSC00110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-8148681788308132583?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/8148681788308132583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=8148681788308132583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/8148681788308132583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/8148681788308132583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/06/have-i-mentioned-they-like-books.html' title='Have I Mentioned They Like Books?'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sjzy2vdqQwI/AAAAAAAABM8/m3JgV0qASfs/s72-c/DSC00108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-2488171797219133701</id><published>2009-06-14T17:07:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T17:31:39.179-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coco's Baby Brunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was lucky enough to be part of a glorious group of ladies that put together a brunch to celebrate the future arrival of baby Ethan. (6 weeks and counting!) We love Aunt Coco were are so happy for her and Uncle Zach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is the happy mommy-to-be with some yummy goodies. Isn't she lovely? All beautiful belly, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blond&lt;/span&gt; locks and smiles.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347310011778769186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SjV2H9v2oSI/AAAAAAAABMc/YZ4-VGqAxNM/s400/DSC00078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here is the before shot of the gift table. Man oh man!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347310559288739122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SjV2n1YZxTI/AAAAAAAABMk/tIJak_1F-M4/s400/DSC00074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Courtney opened presents for over an hour and a half. She had to bring in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;reinforcements&lt;/span&gt;. Enter Ellie. She was so excited to be part of the 'girl party.' (She was quite confused when we asked her if she wanted to go the shower.)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SjV3C_veR2I/AAAAAAAABMs/lpjAVU1mn7o/s1600-h/DSC00084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347311025926326114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SjV3C_veR2I/AAAAAAAABMs/lpjAVU1mn7o/s400/DSC00084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Soon, Braden, Carrie's sweet baby girl, had to come help, too. She was such a doll.  Coco needed all the help she could get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347311605587175970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SjV3kvJY6iI/AAAAAAAABM0/LbgyOWS945s/s400/DSC00087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here are most of the hostesses. We all love Courtney and can't wait to meet and snuggle baby Ethan. Thanks to all who helped. It was a great success. Love you Coco and Ethan! (Uncle Zach you are OK, too.)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347309531474702962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SjV1sAecMnI/AAAAAAAABMU/IJZkJ2Z9jho/s400/DSC00080.JPG" border="0" /&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/2494348740176217656-2488171797219133701?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/2488171797219133701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=2488171797219133701' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/2488171797219133701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/2488171797219133701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/06/cocos-baby-brunch.html' title='Coco&apos;s Baby Brunch'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SjV2H9v2oSI/AAAAAAAABMc/YZ4-VGqAxNM/s72-c/DSC00078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-2872545034060336734</id><published>2009-06-11T21:56:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T22:17:05.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Programs at the Library</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Corsicana's&lt;/span&gt; library has weekly programs open to the public during the summer. We were too young to appreciate this last year. But this year we are meeting up with our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Barham&lt;/span&gt; buddies and enjoying the shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is the clan before the program began. Ellie, and little Noah hiding behind her, Claire, Collin, Carson and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt;. Collin is so sweet with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt;. He sits with him and talks with him. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; loves it. This week was Mister &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jazzz&lt;/span&gt;, the balloon man. I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; laughed more with Collin than at Mister &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Jazzz&lt;/span&gt;. It was a good time had by all. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SjHEQhVxlfI/AAAAAAAABL8/tX2kKL1kVHM/s1600-h/DSC00044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346270020772140530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SjHEQhVxlfI/AAAAAAAABL8/tX2kKL1kVHM/s400/DSC00044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; intensely watching Mister &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Jazzz&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346271060536320674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SjHFNCw34qI/AAAAAAAABME/Y0CnV-gvDY0/s400/DSC00048.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I love this shot. Mister &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Jazzz&lt;/span&gt; is asking for volunteers. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; raised his hands along with everyone else. If you are wondering where Ellie is...It is hard to take a picture of her when she won't get out of my lap. And laying down, and kicking the lady next to me. Oh well. She might enjoy next week more than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt;. You just never can tell. But I keep on trying.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346271759264707282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SjHF1tus8tI/AAAAAAAABMM/1PD72kEXtlM/s400/DSC00049.JPG" border="0" /&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/2494348740176217656-2872545034060336734?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/2872545034060336734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=2872545034060336734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/2872545034060336734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/2872545034060336734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-programs-at-library.html' title='Summer Programs at the Library'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SjHEQhVxlfI/AAAAAAAABL8/tX2kKL1kVHM/s72-c/DSC00044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-2892958451805650038</id><published>2009-06-11T21:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T21:52:30.939-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bathing Beauty and Brute</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uncle Peyton brought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Elliette&lt;/span&gt; the cutest swimsuits from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas.  We had to try them out during his visit. So all of us packed up and out to Uncle Scott and Aunt Debbie's we went.  I was a little worried about how the babies would act in the water this year. This was the first time in arm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;floaties&lt;/span&gt;. And they loved it! I was not able to get any pictures of them in their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;floaties&lt;/span&gt; because I was holding a baby at all time in the pool. But trust me, they looked great. I will try again next time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here they are posing on the diving board before diving into the pool. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346263771775348514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SjG-kyA1ryI/AAAAAAAABLk/3XW6dOTVnoI/s400/DSC00038.JPG" border="0" /&gt; What can I say? I love this suit. So sweet for the sweetest little girl. Thanks Uncle Peyton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SjG_GuwaFYI/AAAAAAAABLs/IUMYvC_m1dU/s1600-h/DSC00040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346264355016676738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SjG_GuwaFYI/AAAAAAAABLs/IUMYvC_m1dU/s400/DSC00040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; would not stand still long enough for me to take a picture of his precious plaid suit. He was ready to get in the water. Thanks Peyton for thinking of us. You are awesome and very loved. Thanks for coming to play with us and can't wait to see you again.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346264833693444962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SjG_il9162I/AAAAAAAABL0/aKYlNuQTElo/s400/DSC00042.JPG" border="0" /&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/2494348740176217656-2892958451805650038?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/2892958451805650038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=2892958451805650038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/2892958451805650038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/2892958451805650038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/06/bathing-beauty-and-brute.html' title='Bathing Beauty and Brute'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SjG-kyA1ryI/AAAAAAAABLk/3XW6dOTVnoI/s72-c/DSC00038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-999431200599480378</id><published>2009-06-08T13:45:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T14:39:47.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Got a New One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Peyton is in town for a visit. So I kidnapped him to help me pick out a new camera. I am still sad that I lost mine, but I love the new one. And thank you to my parents for helping fund the new camera. Apparently supplying pictures to the blog is crucial. It is nice to know others enjoy looking at my kiddos as much as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love when Uncle Peyton comes home. Our days are filled with giggles, games, and good grub. Here is Peyton reading one of Memaw's Big Books to Colton and Elliette.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345030684840850114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Si1dFrOAcsI/AAAAAAAABKQ/cDM5CgwydXw/s400/DSC00015.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Ellie read one on her own.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345035801537614066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Si1hvgZlEPI/AAAAAAAABKY/lMhL3OdQclM/s400/DSC00017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After working out this morning, we went off to play at the park. Of course, Colton went straight to the slide. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345036800504965202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Si1ipp19KFI/AAAAAAAABKg/j3dwNjDLodc/s400/DSC00022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then Ellie had to take a turn with Uncle Peyton's help.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345037329215643234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Si1jIbcZ3mI/AAAAAAAABKo/E7w8_SlyEDY/s400/DSC00023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ellie spent most of her time swinging. Her very favorite park activity. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345038123572528242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Si1j2qp2BHI/AAAAAAAABKw/HGxxNn_bVxM/s400/DSC00026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Colton loves the tubes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345039123377057170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Si1kw3N0bZI/AAAAAAAABK4/0Jom1cE3F6Y/s400/DSC00027.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Ta-da!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345039558575217042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Si1lKMdJWZI/AAAAAAAABLA/GG0-LskT-Ho/s400/DSC00028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ellie enjoys the tubes, too. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345041487627364354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Si1m6evBKAI/AAAAAAAABLY/I_mT_OqsUag/s400/DSC00035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Colton then discovered a new game; putting rocks down Peyton's shirt and laughing when they hit the metal floor.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345040442816939234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Si1l9qgzROI/AAAAAAAABLI/1ft7tCGAJBk/s400/DSC00034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thank you Peyton for playing with us at the park. We love you and are glad you came to see us.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345040967060496994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Si1mcLeNImI/AAAAAAAABLQ/A9cre1POkWE/s400/DSC00030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-999431200599480378?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/999431200599480378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=999431200599480378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/999431200599480378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/999431200599480378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-got-new-one.html' title='I Got a New One'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Si1dFrOAcsI/AAAAAAAABKQ/cDM5CgwydXw/s72-c/DSC00015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-4486207740504342695</id><published>2009-06-05T21:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T21:57:39.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost My Camera</title><content type='html'>Very sad tonight. I left my camera at the spray park today. It is gone. Gone. So no pics for awhile. Sorry. I plan on getting a new one ASAP. Can't believe I lost my camera. My camera!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-4486207740504342695?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/4486207740504342695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=4486207740504342695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/4486207740504342695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/4486207740504342695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/06/lost-my-camera.html' title='Lost My Camera'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-7636905530814363190</id><published>2009-06-03T21:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T21:35:46.085-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Colton Loves Tractors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uncle Poprock (Patrick) came through like a champ and helped mow our lots Sunday. We had to have them mowed by the end of the month. So of course we waited until the very last hours of the month to get it done. Colton was so excited about riding the tractor. Ellie talked big about riding it until she heard the engine and quickly changed her mind. But not Colton.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343289951031055618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sict5oce1QI/AAAAAAAABJ4/nTRIXR3F9l4/s400/DSC02917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;If allowed, Colton would have mowed the whole evening. He was in his element.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SicvIXHarNI/AAAAAAAABKA/teRsnb9nGyk/s1600-h/DSC02921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343291303588965586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SicvIXHarNI/AAAAAAAABKA/teRsnb9nGyk/s400/DSC02921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; B mowed the five acres adjacent to the dealership a couple of nights later. When Colton heard Daddy was going to drive a tractor, he had to be there. We even ate dinner an hour early just so he could ride with Daddy. Once again, Ellie told us she too wanted to ride on the tractor. And once again, she immediately said, "Me no tractor" when she actually saw it. Oh well, to each their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343291975396685906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sicvvdy2-FI/AAAAAAAABKI/xztFfPGVhFM/s400/DSC02926.JPG" border="0" /&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/2494348740176217656-7636905530814363190?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/7636905530814363190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=7636905530814363190' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/7636905530814363190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/7636905530814363190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/06/colton-loves-tractors.html' title='Colton Loves Tractors'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sict5oce1QI/AAAAAAAABJ4/nTRIXR3F9l4/s72-c/DSC02917.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-705395150279663781</id><published>2009-06-03T20:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T21:07:39.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Girls: Minus One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Candace flew into Ft. Worth from Brooklyn to scout out wedding venues. So Julie drove up from Houston to meet Katherine from Waxahachie and me for dinner at Joe T Garcia's. Sadly, Katie did not make the drive Ventura, CA. We missed you K! But a good time was had by all. Now, only a year before we all meet there again for the nuptials of Eric and Candace. YEA! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SicplOebOWI/AAAAAAAABJw/qUP8uvtLAKE/s1600-h/DSC02910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343285202415991138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SicplOebOWI/AAAAAAAABJw/qUP8uvtLAKE/s400/DSC02910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2494348740176217656-705395150279663781?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/705395150279663781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=705395150279663781' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/705395150279663781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/705395150279663781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-girls-minus-one.html' title='My Girls: Minus One'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SicplOebOWI/AAAAAAAABJw/qUP8uvtLAKE/s72-c/DSC02910.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-3628677938855661960</id><published>2009-05-29T21:20:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T21:42:39.572-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ty and Eli's Baseball Games</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went to watch Ty and Eli play back to back games this evening . I packed peanut butter sandwiches and watermelon for a picnic dinner.  A perfect summer baseball viewing meal for two year olds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is Colton enjoying his sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341436555094590498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SiCYPyizBCI/AAAAAAAABIs/fucemAokN6s/s400/DSC02900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ellie loves peanut butter, too.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341437030440114514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SiCYrdWAGVI/AAAAAAAABI0/ZitB5kakgjI/s400/DSC02904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ty up to bat. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341437742761650242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SiCZU68sKEI/AAAAAAAABJE/hbG5EjpjH8w/s400/DSC02903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ellie was walking around with her head down. I asked her to look up so I could take her picture. This is what I got. I need to file this one away for her senior banquet slide show. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341437414314426386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SiCZBzYxQBI/AAAAAAAABI8/jZxhK0rhy4o/s400/DSC02902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Eli played after Ty's game. It was even the same field, so we didn't have to pack up and move. Nice. Here is Eli at bat.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341438091738213378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SiCZpO_L7AI/AAAAAAAABJM/mtJkckUB4a4/s400/DSC02905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And Eli playing third base. Look at him. He is so big. Goodness.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341439002911266802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SiCaeRXxV_I/AAAAAAAABJk/70kDsBXniZc/s400/DSC02909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ellie talking to Uncle Poprock (Patrick for translation) and just being sweet Ellie. Love her.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SiCaMq0pweI/AAAAAAAABJc/03Qs8rH3RMI/s1600-h/DSC02908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341438700505645538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SiCaMq0pweI/AAAAAAAABJc/03Qs8rH3RMI/s400/DSC02908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My new favorite picture. This is the epitome of Colton. Easy going, precious, and ultra lovable. Love my boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SiCZ8BGlezI/AAAAAAAABJU/IlxyqF_H7SM/s1600-h/DSC02907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341438414428666674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SiCZ8BGlezI/AAAAAAAABJU/IlxyqF_H7SM/s400/DSC02907.JPG" border="0" /&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&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/2494348740176217656-3628677938855661960?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/3628677938855661960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=3628677938855661960' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/3628677938855661960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/3628677938855661960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/05/ty-and-elis-baseball-games.html' title='Ty and Eli&apos;s Baseball Games'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SiCYPyizBCI/AAAAAAAABIs/fucemAokN6s/s72-c/DSC02900.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-8282461219729429122</id><published>2009-05-29T21:09:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T21:18:54.308-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YEEHAW!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Just a normal afternoon with Colton and his imagination. I wish I had audio, but enjoyable nonetheless. (Yes, I realize he is in a diaper again. What can I say? We like to be comfortable at home.)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341434582052739986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SiCWc8Y9m5I/AAAAAAAABIU/8EoXo-jyGjk/s400/DSC02899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341434939026548162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SiCWxuOJpcI/AAAAAAAABIc/lXm1QoUMDjE/s400/DSC02893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341434346484514754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SiCWPO1Hv8I/AAAAAAAABIM/3lWCZxmAt5A/s400/dsc02897.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341435275130258194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SiCXFSThQxI/AAAAAAAABIk/FiunN1ssGQE/s400/DSC02895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-8282461219729429122?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/8282461219729429122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=8282461219729429122' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/8282461219729429122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/8282461219729429122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/05/yeehaw.html' title='YEEHAW!'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SiCWc8Y9m5I/AAAAAAAABIU/8EoXo-jyGjk/s72-c/DSC02899.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-5940409203408045756</id><published>2009-05-26T02:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T03:04:29.375-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Pedicure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sunday afternoon, Ellie received her first pedicure. She has been asking for awhile, but I wanted to make sure it was OK with Daddy first. So when I got out the polishes to paint my own, Ellie got her toes painted, too. Purple was the color of choice. As if she would choose any other color. Aren't these just the sweetest piggies ever? &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ShuhXIfk8hI/AAAAAAAABH0/CNp3t-S-0sk/s1600-h/DSC02883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340039201966846482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ShuhXIfk8hI/AAAAAAAABH0/CNp3t-S-0sk/s400/DSC02883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I will let Ellie's smile tell you how much she likes her 'purple toes.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340039495419251746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ShuhoNsFTCI/AAAAAAAABH8/BOtbb7wyNvA/s400/DSC02884.JPG" border="0" /&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/2494348740176217656-5940409203408045756?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/5940409203408045756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=5940409203408045756' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/5940409203408045756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/5940409203408045756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-pedicure.html' title='First Pedicure'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ShuhXIfk8hI/AAAAAAAABH0/CNp3t-S-0sk/s72-c/DSC02883.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-5912369521646867591</id><published>2009-05-26T02:17:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T02:53:06.248-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lawn Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I say lawn work, it is tongue-n-cheek. B has been working really hard his last two Saturdays off to plant grass seeds on our pitiful yard. Of course, the babies had to help, too. We got plastic lids out of the recycling can so they could sprinkle their seeds.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340028831448215826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ShuX7fTQsRI/AAAAAAAABG0/DkRzxRihECQ/s400/DSC02871.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;It was all about sprinkling.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340029899680748882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ShuY5qxvlVI/AAAAAAAABHM/tcQM03ycnvo/s400/DSC02874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Hard at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ShuZNc732yI/AAAAAAAABHU/7PY8xEYfHKU/s1600-h/DSC02875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340030239562521378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ShuZNc732yI/AAAAAAAABHU/7PY8xEYfHKU/s400/DSC02875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Colton was really into it. He was all business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340029163464008962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ShuYO0J_pQI/AAAAAAAABG8/QzLWxc1ZJ0A/s400/DSC02872.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Ellie was more into watching Daddy and doing everything he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ShuYlnb24YI/AAAAAAAABHE/nwkUc1m5RIs/s1600-h/DSC02873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340029555186262402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ShuYlnb24YI/AAAAAAAABHE/nwkUc1m5RIs/s400/DSC02873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She followed him everywhere. So sweet. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340030973939635906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ShuZ4MtBVsI/AAAAAAAABHk/t3WeAi6qyxc/s400/DSC02877.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Here is my crew taking a load off after hard work. They are watching the sprinkler water the 'baby grass.'&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340030631709262818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ShuZkRy8Q-I/AAAAAAAABHc/XLNARepI2h8/s400/DSC02878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Now they are watching a pretend baseball game and cheering for cousin Ty. We had been to his baseball game a couple days before. What you can't see are the mosquitoes eating up Colton. Those little bugs enjoy nibbling on my sweeties. Poor Colton just gets these huge whelps. But it was a good time nonetheless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340031349831039586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ShuaOFAg-mI/AAAAAAAABHs/gcYuVXW8kmo/s400/DSC02881.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-5912369521646867591?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/5912369521646867591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=5912369521646867591' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/5912369521646867591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/5912369521646867591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/05/lawn-work.html' title='Lawn Work'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ShuX7fTQsRI/AAAAAAAABG0/DkRzxRihECQ/s72-c/DSC02871.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-7419761404019031568</id><published>2009-05-22T13:47:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T14:03:31.491-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>With the weather being nice, we are going to the park as often as possible. And it is double the fun when we have friends to play with. I have made some good friends from the YMCA classes over the past year. These lovely children are Bethany and Calvin. Their mommy, Jennifer, sweats with me in our cardio class. She is a sweetie. Her kids are precious, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ellie, Bethany, Calvin, and Colton taking in the view from the boat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Shb0nF4o9LI/AAAAAAAABGY/hp4WsE193fI/s1600-h/DSC02864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338723360726119602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Shb0nF4o9LI/AAAAAAAABGY/hp4WsE193fI/s400/DSC02864.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Calvin wanted to take the picture with his eyes closed. I think Colton is wondering why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Shb0ResTBdI/AAAAAAAABGQ/DftsXxVY0s4/s1600-h/DSC02863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338722989428114898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Shb0ResTBdI/AAAAAAAABGQ/DftsXxVY0s4/s400/DSC02863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bethany cheesing for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Shbz5C0bUbI/AAAAAAAABGI/t66MQscdYRk/s1600-h/DSC02861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338722569629159858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Shbz5C0bUbI/AAAAAAAABGI/t66MQscdYRk/s400/DSC02861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boat is fun. There is a stirring wheel and cool decks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ShbzgtKp4_I/AAAAAAAABGA/mD35YnGy8hg/s1600-h/DSC02859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338722151499949042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ShbzgtKp4_I/AAAAAAAABGA/mD35YnGy8hg/s400/DSC02859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweet Bethany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338723995820115346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Shb1MDy2RZI/AAAAAAAABGs/x3Cir1TlIG8/s400/DSC02865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ellie riding on the camel. She had to point out to me that this camel only has one hump, while the play camels at home have two.  So observant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338723704878988546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Shb07H9E_QI/AAAAAAAABGg/FjPpF5VjSyQ/s400/DSC02868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-7419761404019031568?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/7419761404019031568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=7419761404019031568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/7419761404019031568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/7419761404019031568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/05/with-weather-being-nice-we-are-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Shb0nF4o9LI/AAAAAAAABGY/hp4WsE193fI/s72-c/DSC02864.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-4592606588593923690</id><published>2009-05-19T14:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T14:30:41.774-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coco's Baby</title><content type='html'>After months of convincing, it appears that Ellie and Colton finally understand that Coco is not having a girl. They will tell you she is having a boy and can even say Ethan. Even though is sounds like "Eetin," it is a start. So during a visit last weekend, Coco tried to explain that Ethan is in her tummy and let Colt and Elliette feel her growing belly.  I am not including the picture of Colton lifting up Courtney's dress trying to find Ethan. Funny.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337618251481852098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ShMHhRI3qMI/AAAAAAAABF4/gt_w7qai9jo/s400/DSC02854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-4592606588593923690?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/4592606588593923690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=4592606588593923690' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/4592606588593923690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/4592606588593923690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/05/cocos-baby.html' title='Coco&apos;s Baby'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ShMHhRI3qMI/AAAAAAAABF4/gt_w7qai9jo/s72-c/DSC02854.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-132136098181733793</id><published>2009-05-19T14:16:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T14:23:15.297-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Tools</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week, B was fixing a broken door knob. Of course, the babies wanted to be right there watching and helping him. They began to run around the house with screwdrivers and pliers. So B decided in order to prevent certain ER visits, we should get them their own set of tools. Their toolbox is the new favorite toy. And between DIY jobs around the house, this is what their tools are used for...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337616554752069586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ShMF-gU9z9I/AAAAAAAABFg/jbtirlYzzKE/s400/DSC02836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337617055053240610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ShMGboGD2SI/AAAAAAAABFw/2VRNmLPKre4/s400/DSC02841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337616832158590466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ShMGOpv1ZgI/AAAAAAAABFo/Waqhtx1CYjo/s400/DSC02842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-132136098181733793?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/132136098181733793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=132136098181733793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/132136098181733793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/132136098181733793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-tools.html' title='New Tools'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ShMF-gU9z9I/AAAAAAAABFg/jbtirlYzzKE/s72-c/DSC02836.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-2084659893141758883</id><published>2009-05-10T16:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T16:59:13.162-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning to two sweet toddlers hitting me in the face with long stemmed roses.  Then my favorite donuts, chocolate cake and cinnamon twists, and cut fruit were brought to me in bed. Yummy. I have an awesome husband who helped organize the event. I know I am truly blessed. Every day feels like Mother's Day because I enjoy it so much. But it was nice to be pampered one special morning. Happy Mother's Day!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SgdMob3FcwI/AAAAAAAABFY/hyQfZz5FzmQ/s1600-h/DSC02828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334316541200921346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SgdMob3FcwI/AAAAAAAABFY/hyQfZz5FzmQ/s400/DSC02828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ellie's message:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q5nL8CY91X8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q5nL8CY91X8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Colton's message:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AQQCpyp_pCA"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AQQCpyp_pCA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2494348740176217656-2084659893141758883?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/2084659893141758883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=2084659893141758883' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/2084659893141758883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/2084659893141758883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SgdMob3FcwI/AAAAAAAABFY/hyQfZz5FzmQ/s72-c/DSC02828.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-8511157423128229717</id><published>2009-05-04T20:46:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:53:56.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Many Faces of Elliette</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332150636934421954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sf-awNtZXcI/AAAAAAAABE4/vfUlgDe6jLg/s400/DSC02806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sf-bAtwnLaI/AAAAAAAABFA/mRZJ4JeUY8A/s1600-h/DSC02808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332150920415751586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sf-bAtwnLaI/AAAAAAAABFA/mRZJ4JeUY8A/s400/DSC02808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332151940317518546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sf-b8FMJGtI/AAAAAAAABFQ/ZyFFMcxyIoQ/s400/DSC02807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-8511157423128229717?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/8511157423128229717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=8511157423128229717' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/8511157423128229717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/8511157423128229717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/05/many-faces-of-elliette.html' title='The Many Faces of Elliette'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sf-awNtZXcI/AAAAAAAABE4/vfUlgDe6jLg/s72-c/DSC02806.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-1217557328636146012</id><published>2009-05-04T20:39:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:46:07.085-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Colt's "Helmet"</title><content type='html'>This is how Colton came down into the living room tonight. He said he was wearing his 'helmet.' Then he made B call "Down, set, hut" while he threw the ball and ran. Oh, and in case you can't tell, his helmet is a blue plastic grocery basket for their play food. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332149106312536658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sf-ZXHss4lI/AAAAAAAABEo/te3rrGr_3mU/s400/DSC02795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332150012266222162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sf-aL2o5ElI/AAAAAAAABEw/EJMspFsiDYw/s400/DSC02798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-1217557328636146012?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/1217557328636146012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=1217557328636146012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/1217557328636146012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/1217557328636146012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/05/colts-helmet.html' title='Colt&apos;s &quot;Helmet&quot;'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sf-ZXHss4lI/AAAAAAAABEo/te3rrGr_3mU/s72-c/DSC02795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-4775574769392917845</id><published>2009-05-01T21:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T21:46:50.281-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Hanging Out</title><content type='html'>This is Colton singing Elmo's World. We are big Sesame Street lovers. For those of you who are not familiar with Elmo's World's intro. song, here are the lyrics. You might need translation.&lt;br /&gt;"La, la, la, la Elmo's World. Elmo loves his goldfish and crayon, too. That's Elmo's World."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HxFiahkQyQU"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HxFiahkQyQU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Ellie singing her ABC's. I think everyone is familiar with this tune. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kW0Jl4j6MUY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kW0Jl4j6MUY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ellie counting in Spanish. Kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vouFUUQY5-o"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vouFUUQY5-o&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-4775574769392917845?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/4775574769392917845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=4775574769392917845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/4775574769392917845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/4775574769392917845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-hanging-out.html' title='Just Hanging Out'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-1358117386593574856</id><published>2009-04-13T13:25:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T13:49:27.157-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoppy Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had an exciting Easter weekend. It started at B's grandparents' country getaway where all the extended aunts, uncles, and cousins gathered for an egg hunt and cookout. The babies and their cousin, Haven, were the only participators. It was lots of fun. This was their second egg hunt. They also had one at their school on Thursday. So Colton and Elliette were seasoned pros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SeOFUVMMFwI/AAAAAAAABEY/RlaIxFMJMfk/s1600-h/DSC02771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324245768814204674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SeOFUVMMFwI/AAAAAAAABEY/RlaIxFMJMfk/s400/DSC02771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Ellie finding and filling her basket with many eggs. She did go for the purple and pink ones the most. Every time she picked up and egg, she would shake it and then put it in her basket. So B through in an empty one without her seeing. She picked it up, shook it, didn't hear or feel any goodies, and proceeded to throw it as far as she could! Hilarious. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324244253047685298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SeOD8GhSgLI/AAAAAAAABD4/GGVq12PbWh0/s400/DSC02766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Look Momma! Another purple egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SeOERrz4kfI/AAAAAAAABEA/dXj4Vh1wsQI/s1600-h/DSC02767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324244623835042290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SeOERrz4kfI/AAAAAAAABEA/dXj4Vh1wsQI/s400/DSC02767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Colton was all business. He discriminated against nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324245297235113010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 391px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SeOE44a-NDI/AAAAAAAABEQ/CXsnMzTmBUA/s400/DSC02763.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Mouth full of jelly beans. Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324244968858203506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SeOElxH0NXI/AAAAAAAABEI/MRjG-5x0E48/s400/DSC02769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We then had Easter lunch at Mimi and Pops' house with Great Grandad Maco and Aunt Winona. This was the only picture I could get of them in their Easter outfits. We had a wonderful meal, and Mimi and Pops surprised the babies with each a little golf set. So fun. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324246076587159074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SeOFmPu-riI/AAAAAAAABEg/ZPTqBD-iTLA/s400/DSC02788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-1358117386593574856?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/1358117386593574856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=1358117386593574856' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/1358117386593574856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/1358117386593574856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/04/hoppt-easter.html' title='Hoppy Easter'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SeOFUVMMFwI/AAAAAAAABEY/RlaIxFMJMfk/s72-c/DSC02771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-6998435421238600926</id><published>2009-04-09T16:51:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T17:05:19.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Day in Our Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just a typical day in our household. Scrambled eggs for breakfast while wearing their sunglasses. I guess their future's so bright, they gotta wear....well you know. I know it seems like we run around in our diapers a lot. I never thought about it. But the past few pics seem to be diaper shots. I promise we don't leave the house this way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sd5uRinL-aI/AAAAAAAABDc/x-sFadnbFmo/s1600-h/DSC02755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322813057226504610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sd5uRinL-aI/AAAAAAAABDc/x-sFadnbFmo/s400/DSC02755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ellie found my 'shower hat' and had to wear it because it is purple. She played most of the morning like this. The pink sponge is new not used. I do have certain sanitary limits.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322813361862542370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sd5ujReFBCI/AAAAAAAABDk/Xq_qjMg2YPc/s400/dsc02752+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Finally, it is time for bed. Colton and Elliette had to have some snuggle time with Daddy on the rocker in the nursery. All three were very close to falling asleep. Especially B. He was very comfortable.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322813606821099954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sd5uxiAv-bI/AAAAAAAABDs/UwiWtPQA9b0/s400/DSC02753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-6998435421238600926?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/6998435421238600926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=6998435421238600926' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/6998435421238600926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/6998435421238600926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-day-in-our-life.html' title='Just a Day in Our Life'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sd5uRinL-aI/AAAAAAAABDc/x-sFadnbFmo/s72-c/DSC02755.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-2856831173233421828</id><published>2009-04-06T20:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T21:20:16.379-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All Together</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love this picture! All of the 'girls' children finally got together to meet each other and 'play.' There are five of us that have remained very good friends since our days in the CISD. They are my 'girls' and I love them! We are spread all over the country, even though Texas is luring some back. :) Julie is the newest mommy. She is at the end holding her beautiful 6 week old son, Hudson. Katie is in the middle with her 2 1/2 year old boy, Jackson, and lovely 5 month old daughter, Madeline. Despite the kiddos' expressions, they really did enjoy each other and have fun.  I have been looking forward to getting my hands on Maddie and Hudson. And they did NOT disappoint. So sweet. Colton and Ellie love playing with 'Jack-jack.' There is going to be a lot of explaining when Katie heads back to California. My 'girls' are too special for words. They know how I feel about them. Candace and Katherine, you two were spoken of often and greatly missed. Look forward to our 'girls' trip this year. Without the babies. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SdqzkHHYkrI/AAAAAAAABDU/nEhxvxQCd7M/s1600-h/dsc02746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321763342658343602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SdqzkHHYkrI/AAAAAAAABDU/nEhxvxQCd7M/s400/dsc02746.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2494348740176217656-2856831173233421828?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/2856831173233421828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=2856831173233421828' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/2856831173233421828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/2856831173233421828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/04/all-together.html' title='All Together'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SdqzkHHYkrI/AAAAAAAABDU/nEhxvxQCd7M/s72-c/dsc02746.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-866665381907763926</id><published>2009-04-03T13:46:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T14:06:17.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went out to our future homestead lots and took some pictures in the bluebonnets.  Mimi is very talented and was able to capture some cute moments. It was really muddy, so there are no shots of them sitting in the flowers. But Dianne brought her little wooden table and benches. And of course Uncle Rp's rocking horse. Enjoy. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SdZcDcqMF8I/AAAAAAAABDM/FsvtXnh0YKQ/s1600-h/DSC03746+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320541224087328706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SdZcDcqMF8I/AAAAAAAABDM/FsvtXnh0YKQ/s400/DSC03746+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SdZbsEbJ1yI/AAAAAAAABDE/0ExQCdwmsUc/s1600-h/DSC03740+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320540822444824354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SdZbsEbJ1yI/AAAAAAAABDE/0ExQCdwmsUc/s400/DSC03740+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320540550726305794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SdZbcQMaSAI/AAAAAAAABC8/UVz2IbFw6wc/s400/DSC03719+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320539811373419746" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SdZaC52_DlI/AAAAAAAABCU/sn9MLJuc7Js/s400/DSC03665+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320538730284776866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 387px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SdZZyShU_aI/AAAAAAAABCM/bd45npENwn4/s400/DSC03643+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320538628196487314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SdZZsWNlUJI/AAAAAAAABCE/b2btTPt-GD0/s400/DSC03638+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;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/2494348740176217656-866665381907763926?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/866665381907763926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=866665381907763926' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/866665381907763926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/866665381907763926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-went-out-to-our-future-homestead.html' title=''/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SdZcDcqMF8I/AAAAAAAABDM/FsvtXnh0YKQ/s72-c/DSC03746+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-8506066543347899592</id><published>2009-04-02T14:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T14:19:10.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gifts from Aunt Gale</title><content type='html'>B's Aunt Gale sent the kiddos some b-day presents. She is also a twin, and Colton and Elliette love her. I think they enjoyed the cards as much as the presents. Thanks Aunt Gale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0GKtULqQo3k"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0GKtULqQo3k&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-8506066543347899592?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/8506066543347899592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=8506066543347899592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/8506066543347899592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/8506066543347899592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/04/gifts-from-aunt-gale.html' title='Gifts from Aunt Gale'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-4887216032399006423</id><published>2009-04-01T13:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T14:07:41.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Foolin'-Friends are Precious</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday, I came home to find these two buckets on wheels packed with summertime goodies: water guns, sidewalk chalk, watering pots, bubbles, pinwheels, and a bowling pin set. But no note. Who could have been so sweet to bring Colton and Elliette such awesome surprises? I knew right away. It had to be Kerri. And I was right. She found these cool rolling buckets and thought of my babies. While she has three of her own! My kids adore her and her kiddos. She and her family have blessed our lives with their friendships. I love her and know we will be close friends for all of our lives. Thanks K-K!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319800099035575138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SdO6ASsac2I/AAAAAAAABB8/a4LbhxUmPMk/s400/DSC02740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;They were running in circles as fast as possible. Funny.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SdO5wpvNxpI/AAAAAAAABB0/_fbqo6gI4CM/s1600-h/DSC02737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319799830343435922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SdO5wpvNxpI/AAAAAAAABB0/_fbqo6gI4CM/s400/DSC02737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Excuse the diaper shot of Ellie. We just finished lunch and she hates having on wet or dirty clothes. But look at her face. Too cute not to post. She loves her goodies.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319799524066187938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SdO5e0xB2qI/AAAAAAAABBs/FWkjVCnxi5s/s400/DSC02742.JPG" border="0" /&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/2494348740176217656-4887216032399006423?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/4887216032399006423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=4887216032399006423' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/4887216032399006423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/4887216032399006423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-foolin-friends-are-precious.html' title='No Foolin&apos;-Friends are Precious'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SdO6ASsac2I/AAAAAAAABB8/a4LbhxUmPMk/s72-c/DSC02740.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-7731381787501505053</id><published>2009-03-30T11:55:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T12:10:20.664-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Times with Uncle Peyton</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uncle Peyton came for a visit. We always have so much fun getting together when he comes to town. Saturday was a bit chilly and breezy, so we stayed inside and played. &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;Here Uncle Peyton shared his 'juice' with Colton.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319025952931206098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SdD57DuMU9I/AAAAAAAABAw/MddgUS7wK2c/s400/DSC02698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;All the cousins play with some play-doh.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SdD6ObLFE_I/AAAAAAAABA4/3MC1zBcQgvw/s1600-h/DSC02691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319026285643895794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SdD6ObLFE_I/AAAAAAAABA4/3MC1zBcQgvw/s400/DSC02691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Great minds at play: Eli, Peyton, and Jorge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319026703915189410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SdD6mxWuhKI/AAAAAAAABBA/i_gxGhKBQwc/s400/DSC02695.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;And of course many books were read and enjoyed.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319027154741030274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SdD7BAz-7YI/AAAAAAAABBI/y4Ybpgs4sY4/s400/DSC02693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We busted out the shaving cream for some good clean fun.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319027509993031330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SdD7VsOqRqI/AAAAAAAABBQ/SnM_XViQRD0/s400/DSC02712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I was so proud of Colton for diving in this time. He wasn't timid about getting his hands 'dirty.' I think his cousins, Eli and Ty, were good examples for him.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319027774765611810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SdD7lGlXOyI/AAAAAAAABBY/AlvwMYbWPKY/s400/DSC02719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ellie really enjoyed herself as always.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319028096688767746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SdD73110wwI/AAAAAAAABBg/LVk4OB10stY/s400/DSC02725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks for making time to come play with us Uncle Peyton. We love you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-7731381787501505053?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/7731381787501505053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=7731381787501505053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/7731381787501505053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/7731381787501505053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/03/fun-times-with-uncle-peyton.html' title='Fun Times with Uncle Peyton'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SdD57DuMU9I/AAAAAAAABAw/MddgUS7wK2c/s72-c/DSC02698.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-3728327858310303855</id><published>2009-03-24T21:39:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T21:53:41.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Baby Ava</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is never a good time to be sick. Unless it is not me but my friend Jennifer and I get to play with baby Ava all day. She is the sweetest thing. We had such a god time. I got to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart with her and play with her while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Elliette&lt;/span&gt; were at school.  I can't describe how different everything is with only one baby.  But the party was on when Ellie and Colt came home from school. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ScmaJQEdxtI/AAAAAAAABAo/aEICup2FU0w/s1600-h/DSC02690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316950318810777298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ScmaJQEdxtI/AAAAAAAABAo/aEICup2FU0w/s400/DSC02690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While Ava took her morning nap, I climbed into the attic to grab some age appropriate toys and cleaned them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;thoroughly&lt;/span&gt;.  The vibrating rocker was a success.  Ava liked to sit up while Ellie and Colton rocked her.  The walker in the background was also a hit. I forgot how much little ones love lights and music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ScmZ6kn5mFI/AAAAAAAABAg/Qal6CfAipcU/s1600-h/DSC02687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316950066630072402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ScmZ6kn5mFI/AAAAAAAABAg/Qal6CfAipcU/s400/DSC02687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ellie really loved baby Ava. She cried when I took her home. Which means that Ava is going to have to come play again soon.  And Jennifer is welcome, also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ScmZljCVSgI/AAAAAAAABAY/_YilmE1t6jQ/s1600-h/DSC02686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316949705426815490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ScmZljCVSgI/AAAAAAAABAY/_YilmE1t6jQ/s400/DSC02686.JPG" border="0" /&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/2494348740176217656-3728327858310303855?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/3728327858310303855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=3728327858310303855' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/3728327858310303855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/3728327858310303855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/03/sweet-baby-ava.html' title='Sweet Baby Ava'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ScmaJQEdxtI/AAAAAAAABAo/aEICup2FU0w/s72-c/DSC02690.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-3769252705096407142</id><published>2009-03-24T21:12:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T21:38:00.358-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our trip to the Youth Expo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went to visit The Navarro County Youth Expo Monday. Memaw and Pawpaw went with us to see all the farm animals.  Colton and Elliette have a special place in their hearts for the plastic pigs in their animal collection. So one of our first stops had to be the 'real pigs.'&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316942958206842466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ScmTczru9mI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/GBxnMTfscXU/s400/DSC02666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Thank you to Austin for letting Colton pet his prize pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ScmVWi6dbWI/AAAAAAAABAA/IULawV1PSR0/s1600-h/DSC02667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316945049649245538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ScmVWi6dbWI/AAAAAAAABAA/IULawV1PSR0/s400/DSC02667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pawpaw let Colton get close to the cows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316944036358296914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ScmUbkHElVI/AAAAAAAAA_o/REw7ZjHgjL8/s400/DSC02672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ellie, not so much. Surprised?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ScmUwv8t1SI/AAAAAAAAA_w/88bkTAwr-C8/s1600-h/DSC02675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316944400313341218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ScmUwv8t1SI/AAAAAAAAA_w/88bkTAwr-C8/s400/DSC02675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But she did like the llama. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316944757602208002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ScmVFi9BSQI/AAAAAAAAA_4/WD0QdnkKHv4/s400/DSC02676.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;There were lots of chickens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316943340350606402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ScmTzDR6DEI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/nuO5SOsnO5s/s400/DSC02669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Which is what Elliette is pointing out to me so enthusiastically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ScmUIOn2ICI/AAAAAAAAA_g/huUYSz56W5w/s1600-h/DSC02670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316943704172666914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ScmUIOn2ICI/AAAAAAAAA_g/huUYSz56W5w/s400/DSC02670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The highlight was probably 'driving' the tractor.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316945362461244962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ScmVowOpviI/AAAAAAAABAI/MuJaoTEcvdc/s400/DSC02678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My little farmers. Maybe. We'll just have to wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316945697985582274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ScmV8SJ41MI/AAAAAAAABAQ/VukYYyqEImA/s400/DSC02682.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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-3769252705096407142?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/3769252705096407142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=3769252705096407142' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/3769252705096407142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/3769252705096407142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/03/our-trip-to-youth-expo.html' title='Our trip to the Youth Expo'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/ScmTczru9mI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/GBxnMTfscXU/s72-c/DSC02666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-5465568115195591809</id><published>2009-03-21T22:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T22:23:10.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Trampoline</title><content type='html'>This video is a couple months old.  While playing with Ty and Eli today, they reminded me of it. "Aunt Nette, why haven't you put the video of the trampoline on the blog yet?" I have no excuse. I just forgot about this footage. Which is sad because it is so good. My nephews, Ty and Eli, got a trampoline for Christmas.  This is the first time Elliette and Colton 'jumped' on it. It was a windy day and hard to hear in certain places.  We are lucky to have my brother's family so close. Elliette and Colton adore their 'Ty', 'E-I', 'Hay-hay' and 'Kacrick.' This is proof why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ab8V6Y5WEro"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ab8V6Y5WEro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2X_DsukhpQ4&amp;amp;feature=channel_page"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2X_DsukhpQ4&amp;amp;feature=channel_page&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-5465568115195591809?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/5465568115195591809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=5465568115195591809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/5465568115195591809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/5465568115195591809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-trampoline.html' title='First Trampoline'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-6389348955360192893</id><published>2009-03-13T15:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T15:28:10.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do on a Rainy Day?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been cold and rainy here for the past few days. And while I am thankful for the rain because we do need it, cold wet rain makes it challenging to get out of the house. So I decided to do something my Grandmother Taylor would let us do at her house when we couldn't go outside. She would go get Granddaddy's shaving cream, the old Barbasol brand with red stripes. And she would let us 'finger paint' with it on her table. I loved this event. It was so much fun to get your fingers in the cream and makes shapes, letters, and numbers. Also, the smell is wonderful and it cleans your table. Seriously. It is just soap.  Check it out.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312769035851753970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sbq_SjOjafI/AAAAAAAAA_A/H_1yUzKjY-Y/s400/DSC02661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie got right to it. We made circles, triangles, and of course the number 2 over and over. Then we graduated to houses, cars, ducks, sun, moon, and lots of stars. (She just smeared it around but would request objects.) Really fun. Just as much fun as when my brothers and I did it at Grandmother's house. Love you and miss you Grandmother. :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312769328474241122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sbq_jlVMOGI/AAAAAAAAA_I/kHFWYgCdTpU/s400/DSC02662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;You might be wondering where is Colton? Well, he is not crazy about getting his hands dirty. (Ask Rusty about Colton falling in the dirt at the party and getting up using his elbows.) So I tried to force the fun and just stuck his hands into the cream. Colton screamed and ran away. Really. He eventually made his way back and enjoyed watching Mommy draw in the mess. Maybe next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-6389348955360192893?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/6389348955360192893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=6389348955360192893' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/6389348955360192893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/6389348955360192893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-to-do-on-rainy-day.html' title='What to do on a Rainy Day?'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sbq_SjOjafI/AAAAAAAAA_A/H_1yUzKjY-Y/s72-c/DSC02661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-2593970791256826858</id><published>2009-03-12T13:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T13:11:34.255-05:00</updated><title type='text'>After a hard day's work...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everyone needs some relaxing down time after a hard day's work. What's better than cozying up together and watching some 'tartoons'?&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SblPEMBeceI/AAAAAAAAA-4/Ow2q5DNUz-0/s1600-h/DSC02619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312364168825696738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SblPEMBeceI/AAAAAAAAA-4/Ow2q5DNUz-0/s400/DSC02619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2494348740176217656-2593970791256826858?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/2593970791256826858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=2593970791256826858' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/2593970791256826858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/2593970791256826858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/03/after-hard-days-work.html' title='After a hard day&apos;s work...'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SblPEMBeceI/AAAAAAAAA-4/Ow2q5DNUz-0/s72-c/DSC02619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-6107763794216398719</id><published>2009-03-10T21:36:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T22:04:48.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Cake Pics</title><content type='html'>Here are some birthday cakes pictures. They are the only ones of the party because I video taped the presents being opened. We had a great party Saturday night. Thanks to all our friends and family who celebrated with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Colton was very calm when his cake was presented to him.  But he did blow out the candles like a champ. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311753970036302258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SbckF8ZI4bI/AAAAAAAAA9k/txyt9HGfUXo/s400/DSC01989%5B1%5D+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;He enjoyed the eating part much more than the being sung to portion. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311754473717463202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SbckjQwFeKI/AAAAAAAAA90/g3Ejny9dR8w/s400/DSC02001%5B1%5D+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Elliette took it all in. She wasn't too sure what to do with the lit candles. But after Colton blew his out, we gave her another shot. I hope her wish comes true. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311754138044724434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SbckPuRd9NI/AAAAAAAAA9s/K-h7gah8vEY/s400/DSC01987%5B1%5D+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;She is a much more dainty diner. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311754803597193010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sbck2dpirzI/AAAAAAAAA98/QwH_ycCt4u4/s400/DSC01991%5B1%5D+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt; Sweet Korri with sweet Ellie. I know they will be close forever. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311754989732704914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SbclBTDtMpI/AAAAAAAAA-E/JQ8g1BfZ8cI/s400/DSC01985%5B1%5D+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;On Tuesday night, we went over to Mimi and Pops' for birthday hamburgers. You can NOT beat Mimi's burgers. YUMMO!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311755566774112642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sbcli4tGUYI/AAAAAAAAA-M/oi3mG3smRv0/s400/DSC02647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This time Ellie was excited to blow out her candles on her cupcakes. (She helped Mimi decorate them.) She also sang Happy Birthday to herself.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311756073798302130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SbcmAZhFebI/AAAAAAAAA-U/xYmBMW1Zr5I/s400/DSC02649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Practice makes perfect. I love this shot. What a big girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SbcmVYk3iOI/AAAAAAAAA-c/zuZo-czPIe8/s1600-h/DSC02652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311756434322983138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SbcmVYk3iOI/AAAAAAAAA-c/zuZo-czPIe8/s400/DSC02652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Colton was ready, too. While we were singing, he eagerly banged his hands on the table as if to say "just put it down already."&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311756777337252370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SbcmpWZ16hI/AAAAAAAAA-k/je0Xgc6dCEo/s400/DSC02654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;What a pro. Happy 2nd birthday Colton!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311757141357682642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sbcm-ifE39I/AAAAAAAAA-s/td2k13HjPhw/s400/DSC02659.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-6107763794216398719?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/6107763794216398719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=6107763794216398719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/6107763794216398719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/6107763794216398719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/03/birthday-cake-pics.html' title='Birthday Cake Pics'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SbckF8ZI4bI/AAAAAAAAA9k/txyt9HGfUXo/s72-c/DSC01989%5B1%5D+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-8886098328971023632</id><published>2009-03-10T10:58:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T11:30:51.639-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TWO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; In case you can't read their lips, Ellie and Colton are two today.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311589869827832482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SbaO2DemuqI/AAAAAAAAA8k/Tk9evZVmLIE/s400/DSC02626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It is hard to believe, my little Ellie is two years old. She is growing up WAY too fast.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311590214196310546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SbaPKGWcshI/AAAAAAAAA8s/sZ3W4759MIU/s400/DSC02632.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And my sweet Colton is so big. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311590683615075122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SbaPlbEmmzI/AAAAAAAAA80/AzyENwGJ3Bs/s400/DSC02643.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Here they are getting ready to go to school wearing their new birthday clothes, homemade birthday bandannas, and lunch boxes. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311591092552050098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SbaP9OexpbI/AAAAAAAAA88/smGicbdtH0M/s400/DSC02645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words can not explain what this day means to me. I cry when I think about how they have grown. This is their one year old picture. Look how little they were.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311593693446940530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SbaSUnkcJ3I/AAAAAAAAA9E/aOtAg5kMRTI/s400/DSC00743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is Colton on his birth day, March 10, 2007.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311594895451235458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SbaTalYmJII/AAAAAAAAA9U/9FQQoDBR7CM/s400/DSC00496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And this is Elliette on the day of her birth.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311595446741750306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SbaT6rGf0iI/AAAAAAAAA9c/PcKEi5MSo9o/s400/DSC00490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It amazes me how far they have come since that day. Even with their rocky start, they are perfect today. I am so blessed and thankful to have them in my life. Happy birthday Colton and Elliette! You are very loved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-8886098328971023632?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/8886098328971023632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=8886098328971023632' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/8886098328971023632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/8886098328971023632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/03/two.html' title='TWO!'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SbaO2DemuqI/AAAAAAAAA8k/Tk9evZVmLIE/s72-c/DSC02626.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-4901363071215175433</id><published>2009-03-06T13:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T13:25:17.452-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday RP!</title><content type='html'>Uncle RP is overseas right now.  We miss him. Today is his birthday. Colton and Ellie can't call him.  So they made him a birthday card and message.  Happy birthday RP!  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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=dbb6ed5d46db2b60&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/4901363071215175433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=4901363071215175433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/4901363071215175433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/4901363071215175433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-rp.html' title='Happy Birthday RP!'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-2113546029593379672</id><published>2009-03-04T15:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T15:44:36.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We Know Our Colors</title><content type='html'>Ellie:  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S5m4zVbSIFA&amp;amp;feature=channel_page"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S5m4zVbSIFA&amp;amp;feature=channel_page&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colton:  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A9B6DcgAb9Y"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A9B6DcgAb9Y&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-2113546029593379672?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-3942660534809894727</id><published>2009-03-04T13:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T13:13:55.730-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you think?</title><content type='html'>My sweet brother, Peyton, got me a Chi Hair Straightener for my birthday. My dear friend, Kerri, came over today to show me how to do it. I have never had my hair straight. I need to hear your comments.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sa7SZQlMH_I/AAAAAAAAA8c/crGmY_6hkOI/s1600-h/DSC02570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309412342105907186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 351px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sa7SZQlMH_I/AAAAAAAAA8c/crGmY_6hkOI/s400/DSC02570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-3942660534809894727?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/3942660534809894727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=3942660534809894727' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/3942660534809894727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/3942660534809894727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-do-you-think.html' title='What do you think?'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Sa7SZQlMH_I/AAAAAAAAA8c/crGmY_6hkOI/s72-c/DSC02570.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-5934738305752007018</id><published>2009-03-02T14:17:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T14:39:46.637-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Birthday Presents</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uncle Zach will not be able to come to Colton and Elliette's birthday party this weekend. So, he and Aunt Coco brought their birthday presents early: A motorized blue Barbie car and Buzz Lightyear motorcycle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308687679976184786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Saw_UXx5G9I/AAAAAAAAA7c/OfDNginxQQE/s400/DSC02541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Coco helps Ellie push down her foot pedal. Elliette's little legs couldn't quite reach it. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308688078495879426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Saw_rkYZEQI/AAAAAAAAA7k/p6XeoyS7G2Y/s400/DSC02551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Colton took a spin in the Barbie car.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308688447490999714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SaxABC_rxaI/AAAAAAAAA7s/MhW1ODGAAFU/s400/DSC02559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;How cute is this face? This picture should make Uncle RP smile. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308688897473111186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SaxAbPTx5JI/AAAAAAAAA70/SD9O46f5UkU/s400/DSC02554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ellie had to try the bike, too. Not sure about the face she is making. I think she is in mid-word.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SaxBWQTArmI/AAAAAAAAA8M/BJ6eiuT92zw/s1600-h/DSC02562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308689911350603362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SaxBWQTArmI/AAAAAAAAA8M/BJ6eiuT92zw/s400/DSC02562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Action shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308689227643211234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SaxAudSdzeI/AAAAAAAAA78/pnHs7-CsbUU/s400/DSC02548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Vroom...vroom...vroom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SaxBBlT5ODI/AAAAAAAAA8E/IwnU85pdPYs/s1600-h/DSC02557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308689556214200370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SaxBBlT5ODI/AAAAAAAAA8E/IwnU85pdPYs/s400/DSC02557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank you Coco and Zach. We love you very much.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308690302452816082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SaxBtBRC2NI/AAAAAAAAA8U/Fn9Spd-0yFs/s400/DSC02561.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-5934738305752007018?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/5934738305752007018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=5934738305752007018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/5934738305752007018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/5934738305752007018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/03/early-birthday-presents.html' title='Early Birthday Presents'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/Saw_UXx5G9I/AAAAAAAAA7c/OfDNginxQQE/s72-c/DSC02541.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-1212286816085846151</id><published>2009-02-25T09:29:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T09:55:21.320-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Cereal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This post it dedicated to Uncle Peyton. The ultimate cereal connoisseur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We have oatmeal and cream of wheat every week. But never wet, cold, milky cereal. I have been pining for this day for a couple of reasons. #1: It is an easy way to get in milk. My kids are not fans of milk and have never drank it. Weird huh? And #2: What an easy breakfast! But I knew it would not be a speedy breakfast nor a non-messy event. So I have put it off. Until I found these bowls with built-in straws. I have seen them before but forgot they existed. This morning seemed like a good time to try them out since I am still coughing a lot and couldn't go to the Y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They got right to it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; was a pro. Some milk escaped from his spoon, but not too much really. Ellie was more into loading her spoon full of Cheerios and then dumping them out.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306757871128522786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SaVkKtmfsCI/AAAAAAAAA6w/m12yWexpXtk/s400/DSC02520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;See what I mean, he is pretty good. I should have expected it though. Eating is probably &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Colton's&lt;/span&gt; favorite pastime.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306758254279248082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SaVkhA8vyNI/AAAAAAAAA64/ACPMzTF3qP4/s400/DSC02526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ellie did sneak in a few bites. She drank from her straw well, too. I hope this will be a good way to get her more calcium. Currently cheese is her primary calcium provider. Not the most healthy choice. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306759176154040290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 359px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SaVlWrM0x-I/AAAAAAAAA7A/AlzNhbtv8as/s400/dsc02535.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The most fun was had by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt;. It took him all of half a second to discover 'bubbles' when I showed him the straw. Can you see the milk splattered on his face?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306762400971326210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SaVoSYlLgwI/AAAAAAAAA7I/iexbWA-MRY8/s400/DSC02539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-1212286816085846151?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/1212286816085846151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=1212286816085846151' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/1212286816085846151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/1212286816085846151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/02/real-cereal.html' title='Real Cereal'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SaVkKtmfsCI/AAAAAAAAA6w/m12yWexpXtk/s72-c/DSC02520.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-9170958526692254676</id><published>2009-02-22T17:44:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T18:34:58.900-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Me!</title><content type='html'>B asked me what I wanted to do for my birthday this year. I told him go to the zoo and spend the night at the Embassy Suites. My wish was granted. Even though we were all not feeling 100%, we (I) was determined to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before we get to the zoo pics, I want to take a look at birthdays past.  It amazing to me to see the difference in Colton and Elliette. Here we are at the Dallas Zoo entrance on my birthday 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305772374667717330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 359px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SaHj3RMmatI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/lPxaBhQLZv4/s400/dsc02484+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here we are last year on my birthday 2008. Look at Colton's chubby face and Ellie's short hair. My babies.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305772140601454418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SaHjppO2r1I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/9X2Dl9k1WqY/s400/dsc00575+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;I am posting this picture to remind all pregnant moms and myself that it is all worth it. This pic was taken on 2/10/07. Exactly one month before the babies arrived 4 1/2 weeks early and 11 days before my birthday. It is the last picture I allowed to be taken before the hospital stay.  I am modeling the double diaper bag 'My Girls' sent me. Yes I was huge. I know.  But look who I have to show for it! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305771971013394370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SaHjfxd6P8I/AAAAAAAAA5I/eXzPFjLBMMY/s400/8+months+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Colton and Elliete gazing at the adorable penguins. My favorite of course.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305773313236247618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SaHkt5oxpEI/AAAAAAAAA5o/17P4LllP1Dw/s400/DSC02492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;B and the babies watching the monkeys. They were swinging from limb to limb. It was fun to watch.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305772895589688354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SaHkVlyE5CI/AAAAAAAAA5g/Ra9ELTbZwek/s400/DSC02486.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Many animals were not out due to weather. We spent a lot of time in the Children's Zoo. Here Colton is showing the turtles to Ellie.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305777401444840114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SaHob3ZqMrI/AAAAAAAAA6g/j4GyD2nAqyM/s400/DSC02500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;They have huge turtle shells through which to crawl. Colton would get to the end, and then crawl backwards out. He would not go through all the way. Who knows why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SaHmUYEjqgI/AAAAAAAAA6I/ufl8yDeFI88/s1600-h/DSC02514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305775073752492546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SaHmUYEjqgI/AAAAAAAAA6I/ufl8yDeFI88/s400/DSC02514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ellie had no problem. Until she jumped up to go do it again and banged her head on the shell. Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SaHmAf8FflI/AAAAAAAAA6A/xwOV5BGpGBs/s1600-h/DSC02513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305774732267060818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SaHmAf8FflI/AAAAAAAAA6A/xwOV5BGpGBs/s400/DSC02513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They loved looking at the giant fish. A girl, around five years, came and sat by us. Colton was so excited about the fish. He turned to the girl and kept repeating, "Fish! Fish!" She wasn't impressed. But it made B and me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SaHlqFx25rI/AAAAAAAAA54/fL99XVZZmjU/s1600-h/DSC02509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305774347287717554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SaHlqFx25rI/AAAAAAAAA54/fL99XVZZmjU/s400/DSC02509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Elliette and Daddy checking out a lizard. She liked he tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SaHlN-0GjhI/AAAAAAAAA5w/8Ra44UH-C94/s1600-h/DSC02496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305773864381746706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SaHlN-0GjhI/AAAAAAAAA5w/8Ra44UH-C94/s400/DSC02496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The ducks were extra talkative. It was fun to listen to them quack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305776900697571090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SaHn-t-NPxI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/zC3lXCgxy18/s400/DSC02503.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This is my favorite picture of the weekend. My beautiful family playing on the bed in the hotel room. My ideal afternoon. I couldn't ask for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305775592711126834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SaHmylV7_zI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/C9NTthKpwHY/s400/DSC02516.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Well, maybe I could. My birthday weekend was cut short when Ellie kept coughing more and more, started running fever, and her eyes got red and swollen. Sound familiar? On top of that, my cold moved down to my chest and I woke up Sunday morning with no voice. But I am glad we went. I am also very thankful for my loving husband to take us all and then take care of us, too. &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/2494348740176217656-9170958526692254676?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/9170958526692254676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=9170958526692254676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/9170958526692254676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/9170958526692254676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to Me!'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SaHj3RMmatI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/lPxaBhQLZv4/s72-c/dsc02484+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-3995728038149489644</id><published>2009-02-18T13:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T13:15:27.249-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly Door</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I think Colton would like to blame his impaired judgment on his eye infections. But I think we all know that is probably not the case. While trying to pick up a truck and run out the room at the same time, the door got in his way. Ouch. Ellie was so sweet, though. She kept patting him and saying "Tolt, it o-tay" as I rocked him with ice on his head. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304217546821382098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SZxdwYGur9I/AAAAAAAAA5A/TzQm8BTmqMI/s400/DSC02476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-3995728038149489644?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/3995728038149489644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=3995728038149489644' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/3995728038149489644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/3995728038149489644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/02/silly-door.html' title='Silly Door'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SZxdwYGur9I/AAAAAAAAA5A/TzQm8BTmqMI/s72-c/DSC02476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-937929609169185732</id><published>2009-02-17T09:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T09:37:35.756-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Eye Infection</title><content type='html'>This is what a double eye infection looks like on a 23 month old precious boy. If I could take a picture of his double ear infections, I am sure it would look just as painful and yucky. Bless his little heart. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SZrZaFhUt_I/AAAAAAAAA44/idLNOb5FYoI/s1600-h/DSC02475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303790553363953650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SZrZaFhUt_I/AAAAAAAAA44/idLNOb5FYoI/s400/DSC02475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-937929609169185732?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/937929609169185732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=937929609169185732' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/937929609169185732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/937929609169185732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/02/double-eye-infection.html' title='Double Eye Infection'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SZrZaFhUt_I/AAAAAAAAA44/idLNOb5FYoI/s72-c/DSC02475.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-1183087844919302357</id><published>2009-02-14T11:25:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T12:01:52.056-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Valentine's Day without cookies?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; OK before we get to the cookies. Ellie woke up this morning and of course wanted to wear purple. (She has been asking to wear purple every day for over a week now. Along with her purple juice cup, purple spoon, purple bowl...see a trend?) But I told her that today was Valentine's Day and asked if she wanted to wear pink. She agreed and began to pull all pink garments from her draw. This is what SHE decided on. I think it hilarious. The pants are size 12 months, the skirt is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;skort&lt;/span&gt;, the shirt has a hole in it, and then she choose her pink snow boots to finish off the ensemble. Got to love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Elliette&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302705811284149842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SZb-1yX9xlI/AAAAAAAAA3o/mgBgur4poBI/s400/ellie+v-day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So for the cookies. I decided early this week that we would make sugar cookies for Valentine's Day since B is working. Fun project right? First, we stirred in the ingredients. Only fought over the spoons one time.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302706707854720354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SZb_p-XC_WI/AAAAAAAAA3w/D9v92l7RUrc/s400/DSC02446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Next, we cut out the heart shapes from the very sticky dough. They cooperated nicely during this segment, too. So far so good. Notice that the cookie cutters are upside down. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302714026371675170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SZcGT99ddCI/AAAAAAAAA4o/ftbYQGUroJg/s400/DSC02451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Now, decorating the cookies. I thought this would be the most fun part. Ellie was very into it. She took each candy heart and stuck it WAY down into the cookie. She was very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;meticulous&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt;, however, was a bit different. He started off strong. But then kept dumping over his bowl full of decorative goodies, and then decided he wanted to wrestle. He kept jumping on my back and I was helpless because my hands were so doughy. Then I thought he could be the sprinkler and gently sprinkle the red confections over the cookies. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Umm&lt;/span&gt; no. He just dumped it all out on to the floor. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302707484448979554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SZcAXLZi-mI/AAAAAAAAA4A/ZOrDIwBXBCA/s400/DSC02454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They did love to watch the cookies bake. They kept giggling and saying "cookies."&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SZcAtMr9FEI/AAAAAAAAA4I/uZ8oxm3U8Uw/s1600-h/DSC02461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302707862751745090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SZcAtMr9FEI/AAAAAAAAA4I/uZ8oxm3U8Uw/s400/DSC02461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are our finished products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302708166653801282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SZcA-4z2c0I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/LzlT-2L4wMY/s400/DSC02464.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And of course the best part of all, tasting your creations. Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302712795012681202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SZcFMSymTfI/AAAAAAAAA4g/6l-8gubxdXM/s400/DSC02466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&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/2494348740176217656-1183087844919302357?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/1183087844919302357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=1183087844919302357' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/1183087844919302357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/1183087844919302357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-is-valentines-day-without-cookies.html' title='What is Valentine&apos;s Day without cookies?'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SZb-1yX9xlI/AAAAAAAAA3o/mgBgur4poBI/s72-c/ellie+v-day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-2829863064138838125</id><published>2009-02-06T12:34:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T14:15:22.336-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmmm...Cheese Toast</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Colton and Elliette love to be in the kitchen. I try to find things they can do to help cook.  Making cheese toast is one of their favorites. We usually have it a couple of times of week when there is time in the morning.  This morning Colton decided his cowboy hat was necessary. And of course Elliette had to have hers, too.  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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a99399a39c73780c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ac33773426bb2c58&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/2829863064138838125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=2829863064138838125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/2829863064138838125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/2829863064138838125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/02/mmmmcheese-toast.html' title='Mmmm...Cheese Toast'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-4790349513306577509</id><published>2009-02-05T10:32:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T10:44:27.834-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Binoculars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend Kim S. in Houston made these with her twin boys, and shared the idea on her blog. I started saving toilet paper rolls right away. I am wanting to start doing more crafts with my kiddos. So if you know of any two-year old safe crafts, please send them my way. Thanks Kim for sharing this one. Very fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Checking out the moon and the birds through the binoculars. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299353271007635106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SYsVuQm25qI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/xB0jW6Sgu0o/s400/DSC02400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then Elliette had to investigate the construction trucks at the park a little closer. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299353619177018210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SYsWCho6E2I/AAAAAAAAA3g/8kIUmdil7dk/s400/DSC02402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-4790349513306577509?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/4790349513306577509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=4790349513306577509' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/4790349513306577509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/4790349513306577509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-binoculars.html' title='First Binoculars'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SYsVuQm25qI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/xB0jW6Sgu0o/s72-c/DSC02400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-5467200541951098886</id><published>2009-02-02T14:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T14:49:10.506-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Virus Aftermath</title><content type='html'>After an amazing Saturday riding horses, looking at baby cows, playing with Border Collie puppies, and even a bike ride to the park, Elliette and Colton started throwing up late that night. The virus that has been going around, finally caught up to them. It was a rough night. This is an aftermath picture taken Sunday morning. B built them some pallets, and we put in a Baby Signing Time video. They were spent. But still a cute photo.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SYdbFbPoCEI/AAAAAAAAA3M/jUQRLE-i38Q/s1600-h/DSC02397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298303635395446850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SYdbFbPoCEI/AAAAAAAAA3M/jUQRLE-i38Q/s400/DSC02397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-5467200541951098886?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/5467200541951098886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=5467200541951098886' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/5467200541951098886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/5467200541951098886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/02/virus-aftermath.html' title='The Virus Aftermath'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SYdbFbPoCEI/AAAAAAAAA3M/jUQRLE-i38Q/s72-c/DSC02397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-1747903177212418901</id><published>2009-02-02T14:21:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T14:42:14.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"More Horse"</title><content type='html'>The weather was warmer and B was off of work. So we headed out to the ranch to have 'more horse.' Colton hasn't stopped talking about our last brief and chilly attempt to ride a horse. This time the sun was out, Brent and Coby Duren were home, and we had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brent saddled up Colonel. If Colton could have leaped on, he would have. He was so excited. Here Brent helped Colton on and Daddy and Ellie led Colonel around.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298298550261622146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SYdWdbpPpYI/AAAAAAAAA2k/ijlZdDQzGrk/s400/DSC02379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Like I said, he was a tad bit excited. Oh, that is a golf ball he found in the grass. I think he forgot he was holding it.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298298212581605042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SYdWJxsDfrI/AAAAAAAAA2c/gSFyiOrIWHY/s400/DSC02381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ellie was a little scared last time. But B was determined to try again. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298298995589459074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SYdW3WnrLII/AAAAAAAAA2s/apjlykH4DHM/s400/DSC02383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;She rode for about four minutes before demanding "off."&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298299368423126610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SYdXNDiJdlI/AAAAAAAAA20/B-WHXNAWets/s400/DSC02386.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Which was good news for Colton. He would do this all day. I know his daddy could, too.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298299692657855826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SYdXf7ZuzVI/AAAAAAAAA28/I31edhM8dr8/s400/DSC02392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I even got a turn with Colton and Colonel. It was a great afternoon.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SYdXtEaPXPI/AAAAAAAAA3E/FgevFqpUCW4/s1600-h/DSC02393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298299918414208242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SYdXtEaPXPI/AAAAAAAAA3E/FgevFqpUCW4/s400/DSC02393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-1747903177212418901?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/1747903177212418901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=1747903177212418901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/1747903177212418901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/1747903177212418901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-horse.html' title='&quot;More Horse&quot;'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SYdWdbpPpYI/AAAAAAAAA2k/ijlZdDQzGrk/s72-c/DSC02379.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-6144701726479852860</id><published>2009-02-02T14:10:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T14:52:47.826-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mimi!</title><content type='html'>Friday was Mimi's birthday. We made her a cake with chocolate strawberries. Colton helped mix the batter, and Ellie helped pour the batter into the pans. Then they both dipped the strawberries. So much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is Baby Ellie with the birthday girl. Elliette found a picture of Uncle "Arr-Pee" and wouldn't let it go. She misses him and asks for him almost every day.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298295307054807122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SYdTgpwe-FI/AAAAAAAAA2E/Vhpvet9Jm54/s400/DSC02369.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Mimi gave Colton a horsey ride. Isn't she suppose to receive gifts on her birthday and not give them?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298295824472957954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SYdT-xSlZAI/AAAAAAAAA2M/5zzyLGsxVSI/s400/DSC02377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;But she is such a generous person. She even gave Ellie a ride, too. We love you Mimi and are super thankful for your birthday&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SYdUOQbPQ0I/AAAAAAAAA2U/8eLFKlSU1to/s1600-h/DSC02376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298296090528793410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SYdUOQbPQ0I/AAAAAAAAA2U/8eLFKlSU1to/s400/DSC02376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-6144701726479852860?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/6144701726479852860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=6144701726479852860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/6144701726479852860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/6144701726479852860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-mimi.html' title='Happy Birthday Mimi!'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SYdTgpwe-FI/AAAAAAAAA2E/Vhpvet9Jm54/s72-c/DSC02369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-6930014303064677717</id><published>2009-02-02T14:04:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T14:10:15.029-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading with Pawpaw</title><content type='html'>My parents come over at least once a week to read the Colton and Elliette while I work around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They get so excited to see Pawpaw. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298294279148704434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SYdSk0gkkrI/AAAAAAAAA10/EmKN3rzp4bA/s400/DSC02366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I get the biggest kick out of watching my dad read to them. So cute. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298294633542872130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SYdS5cuubEI/AAAAAAAAA18/tLne6p1xEas/s400/DSC02365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-6930014303064677717?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/6930014303064677717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=6930014303064677717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/6930014303064677717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/6930014303064677717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/02/reading-with-pawpaw.html' title='Reading with Pawpaw'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SYdSk0gkkrI/AAAAAAAAA10/EmKN3rzp4bA/s72-c/DSC02366.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-6838169637415248534</id><published>2009-01-28T16:34:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T18:14:45.212-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We read a lot at our house. And I mean a lot! I haven't counted the books, but the number has to be close to 100. Or at least it seems. Don't get me wrong. I love books and am thrilled my children love books. But there are times that I become tired of reading the same book over and over and over again. So when either &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Elliette&lt;/span&gt; sit to read a book on their own, it tickles me. Oh, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; has just learned how to crawl into Daddy's big chair on his own. 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But they are too cute for words. I can gush. 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He does not like a big 'hoopla', so we had a low key evening at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is the beautiful birthday boy with his just as beautiful babies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SX9FKKSbkqI/AAAAAAAAA1s/sQZsNHBlD2E/s1600-h/DSC02352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296027727673660066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SX9FKKSbkqI/AAAAAAAAA1s/sQZsNHBlD2E/s400/DSC02352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Colton helped Dada open one of his gifts.  The babies love to get pretend 'spritzed' when he gets dressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296025404782941730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SX9DC82IFiI/AAAAAAAAA00/L9x5VQqLqSA/s400/DSC02334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Yummy Polo Black foo-foo water.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SX9DWczuudI/AAAAAAAAA08/eRE63f906-0/s1600-h/DSC02335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296025739780340178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SX9DWczuudI/AAAAAAAAA08/eRE63f906-0/s400/DSC02335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And Ellie helps Dada open his Perfect Push-up disks. They like to do push ups with him and sometimes ride on his back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296025974760063682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SX9DkILQwsI/AAAAAAAAA1E/-heWCjiNDnM/s400/DSC02337.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So of course, Ellie immediately wanted to try it out. B helps out with the correct form.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296026750619786978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SX9ERSeonuI/AAAAAAAAA1U/D_pckrNOQGw/s400/DSC02345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Colton might need some more tutoring on the correct form.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296026384449588002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SX9D7-Y2yyI/AAAAAAAAA1M/h9lXO-wRDpo/s400/DSC02338.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Thanks to Uncle Patrick, we had birthday fudge pecan pie for dessert. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296026997434963122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SX9Efp79VLI/AAAAAAAAA1c/K3jcCtk5ZjY/s400/DSC02357.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Who can refuse Collin Steet Bakery chocolate fudge pecan pie? &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296027318109207442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SX9EyUip-5I/AAAAAAAAA1k/O0TJd3ARsOM/s400/DSC02358.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Happy birthday B. We are so lucky to have you as a husband, father, and head of our family. Thank you for all you do. We love you!!&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/2494348740176217656-3610303649399714477?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/3610303649399714477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=3610303649399714477' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/3610303649399714477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/3610303649399714477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-b.html' title='Happy Birthday B!'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SX9FKKSbkqI/AAAAAAAAA1s/sQZsNHBlD2E/s72-c/DSC02352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-7563223957731229841</id><published>2009-01-27T11:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T11:21:36.071-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner with Grant</title><content type='html'>We went to eat with Greg, Lindsay, and Grant for B's birthday Saturday night. We are so lucky to have them as friends. Grant is such a sweetie, and Colt and Ellie adore him.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SX9CLInYQUI/AAAAAAAAA0s/IwOj8V1c8aM/s1600-h/DSC02330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296024445869637954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SX9CLInYQUI/AAAAAAAAA0s/IwOj8V1c8aM/s400/DSC02330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-7563223957731229841?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/7563223957731229841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=7563223957731229841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/7563223957731229841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/7563223957731229841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/01/dinner-with-grant.html' title='Dinner with Grant'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SX9CLInYQUI/AAAAAAAAA0s/IwOj8V1c8aM/s72-c/DSC02330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-2420644551394887043</id><published>2009-01-23T13:55:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T14:14:38.833-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes We Play Nice</title><content type='html'>Yes, we have many crying fits, screaming matches, and the occasional biting tantrum. But there are times Colton and Elliette play nicely with each other. Here is some proof. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The small table Santa brought has come in handy for tea parties. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SXoiZg7MGgI/AAAAAAAAA0c/qs4yxpQcZGo/s1600-h/DSC02325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294582133657704962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SXoiZg7MGgI/AAAAAAAAA0c/qs4yxpQcZGo/s400/DSC02325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think Colton might be in shock I caught him having tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294580575010682322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SXog-ygx9dI/AAAAAAAAAz0/sICeFcs-r0U/s400/DSC02324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After our morning workouts, Colt and Ellie watch "tar-toons" while I shower. This morning, the baby wanted to watch some "tar-toons", too. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SXoiHt0_gmI/AAAAAAAAA0U/FEJwe7P00mE/s1600-h/DSC02327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294581827883729506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SXoiHt0_gmI/AAAAAAAAA0U/FEJwe7P00mE/s400/DSC02327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It still makes me laugh that if one has something, the other wants to be like him/her. For instance, Colton had a hood on his head. So Ellie went and pulled her hooded jacket out as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294580921380473442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SXohS81ximI/AAAAAAAAAz8/hjbP6LMuybQ/s400/DSC02275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A set of 4 cupcakes has been the toy of the hour.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294581144139151250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SXohf6rlN5I/AAAAAAAAA0E/itum6a1YFZU/s400/DSC02284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And it is good to know that all the time spent on learning to share is paying of. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SXohzxzPLqI/AAAAAAAAA0M/1uCj3jZWBig/s1600-h/DSC02285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294581485352726178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SXohzxzPLqI/AAAAAAAAA0M/1uCj3jZWBig/s400/DSC02285.JPG" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-2420644551394887043?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/2420644551394887043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=2420644551394887043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/2420644551394887043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/2420644551394887043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/01/sometimes-we-play-nice.html' title='Sometimes We Play Nice'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SXoiZg7MGgI/AAAAAAAAA0c/qs4yxpQcZGo/s72-c/DSC02325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-5826314624090583371</id><published>2009-01-23T13:29:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T13:54:28.770-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading and Playing with Memaw</title><content type='html'>Mom has been coming over at least once a week to read to the babies while I do laundry or whatever.  If the weather is nice, we have been going to her house to play in the backyard. Pawpaw comes home from work just in time to have dinner. Here are a few pics of our times together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Memaw reading one of MANY books to Ellie and Colton.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SXoeWsCo3VI/AAAAAAAAAzs/zJohaaaiG-M/s1600-h/DSC02323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294577687055621458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SXoeWsCo3VI/AAAAAAAAAzs/zJohaaaiG-M/s400/DSC02323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ellie going down the slide. I promise she was having fun despite this face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SXod64NwlxI/AAAAAAAAAzk/-P-Ppg1dhcE/s1600-h/DSC02317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294577209287153426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SXod64NwlxI/AAAAAAAAAzk/-P-Ppg1dhcE/s400/DSC02317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Colton is an experienced slider. He goes so fast, his bottom makes a loud 'bump' when he hits the ground. But he doesn't fall backwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SXodhPKhToI/AAAAAAAAAzc/5ecZRbZjQ9Y/s1600-h/DSC02316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294576768770985602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SXodhPKhToI/AAAAAAAAAzc/5ecZRbZjQ9Y/s400/DSC02316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom has a tiny wagon full of magnet letters. The wagon is so tiny, the front two wheels don't touch the ground when being pulled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SXodLJdfxbI/AAAAAAAAAzU/TL1uAyqHXRc/s1600-h/DSC02312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294576389282842034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SXodLJdfxbI/AAAAAAAAAzU/TL1uAyqHXRc/s400/DSC02312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is really fun dumping the letters out on the grass. Not sure why though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SXocwsLkP0I/AAAAAAAAAzM/KDzezXItKkA/s1600-h/DSC02314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294575934746410818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SXocwsLkP0I/AAAAAAAAAzM/KDzezXItKkA/s400/DSC02314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ellie loves to 'weeee'. (a.k.a. swing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SXob42tgLNI/AAAAAAAAAy8/AnFpJDSdoVs/s1600-h/DSC02308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294574975500430546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SXob42tgLNI/AAAAAAAAAy8/AnFpJDSdoVs/s400/DSC02308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a precious face!?!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294573894983878690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SXoa59eSCCI/AAAAAAAAAys/4DU5qlu04Kg/s400/DSC02300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And of course, Colton has to ride the horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SXobSxcKsJI/AAAAAAAAAy0/nMzoevwvSEM/s1600-h/DSC02307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294574321250513042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SXobSxcKsJI/AAAAAAAAAy0/nMzoevwvSEM/s400/DSC02307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2494348740176217656-5826314624090583371?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/5826314624090583371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=5826314624090583371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/5826314624090583371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/5826314624090583371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/01/reading-and-playing-with-memaw.html' title='Reading and Playing with Memaw'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SXoeWsCo3VI/AAAAAAAAAzs/zJohaaaiG-M/s72-c/DSC02323.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-8466760373385717654</id><published>2009-01-20T14:34:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T14:50:47.748-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Dada Horse"</title><content type='html'>On B's Saturday off, we decided to give Colton what he has been asking for awhile. Go to the ranch and see the horses. Colton has loved horses for most of his life. He has the best horse's neigh. Well, just recently he has learned to say horse. And quite well, I must say. While B was getting the horses up and saddling Bingo, Colton kept saying, "Dada horse." I am sure he said it hundred times. And when we spotted B riding up on the horse, Colton just went crazy. He pointed and screamed "Dada horse!!!" over and over and over. It was precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are my boys. Check out the look on Colton's face. Pure excitement.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293477449835879442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SXY1sdACHBI/AAAAAAAAAxM/dD9ORgY9X9c/s400/DSC02289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;How cute is this pic? &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293478191992605634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SXY2Xpv_C8I/AAAAAAAAAxc/_HZmJMLGStU/s400/DSC02290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And up he goes. B wanted to lead Bingo around, but it was really cold. So we will try that next time. But if it wasn't official before, it is now. Colton is just like his Daddy. How lucky are Ellie and me?!?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293477833951345938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SXY2Cz8S_RI/AAAAAAAAAxU/E3kvcNvuFbY/s400/DSC02292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you are wondering where Ellie, is...she didn't want to have anything to do with the horse, Bingo. I could blame it on the cold wind, but I know it wasn't. B is not giving up on getting his little girl on a horse. We will try again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-8466760373385717654?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/8466760373385717654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=8466760373385717654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/8466760373385717654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/8466760373385717654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/01/dada-horse.html' title='&quot;Dada Horse&quot;'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SXY1sdACHBI/AAAAAAAAAxM/dD9ORgY9X9c/s72-c/DSC02289.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-612597825470833691</id><published>2009-01-14T14:13:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T14:29:16.439-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cupcakes at Mimi's</title><content type='html'>Dianne has started to take one of my little ones on Tuesday afternoons for a few hours. The idea behind "Tuesdays with Mimi" is to give Colton and Elliette some one on one time without their sibling. This Tuesday consisted of a Wal-Mart outing for Colton and me, and cooking cupcakes for Ellie and Mimi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Elliette enjoyed her cupcake with chocolate. I mean she is my daughter and has Courtney as an aunt. We like our chocolate.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291245613593006258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SW5H2fGOELI/AAAAAAAAAws/xfl8j7bc8lI/s400/DSC02282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Must get all remnants of chocolate. Waste not.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SW5IvHEm7zI/AAAAAAAAAxE/QvdEFQ2_evU/s1600-h/DSC02283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291246586396340018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SW5IvHEm7zI/AAAAAAAAAxE/QvdEFQ2_evU/s400/DSC02283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Colton preferred his cupcake naked. But he did eat two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SW5IZx34y1I/AAAAAAAAAw8/V7fiic5DuQQ/s1600-h/DSC02280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291246219928587090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SW5IZx34y1I/AAAAAAAAAw8/V7fiic5DuQQ/s400/DSC02280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are working on taking smaller bites. It is a work in progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SW5IIMSRG4I/AAAAAAAAAw0/A8vDvdNFqbQ/s1600-h/DSC02279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291245917780908930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SW5IIMSRG4I/AAAAAAAAAw0/A8vDvdNFqbQ/s400/DSC02279.JPG" border="0" /&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/2494348740176217656-612597825470833691?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/612597825470833691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=612597825470833691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/612597825470833691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/612597825470833691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/01/cupcakes-at-mimis.html' title='Cupcakes at Mimi&apos;s'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SW5H2fGOELI/AAAAAAAAAws/xfl8j7bc8lI/s72-c/DSC02282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-6748457070907321751</id><published>2009-01-11T20:32:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T20:53:05.300-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Aunt Coco's Pics</title><content type='html'>Aunt Coco (Courtney) sent me some pictures she took over the holidays. They are too cute not to share. Thanks Aunt Coco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a toy store we visited in Beaver Creek, CO while shopping. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290230011315826898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWqsKpyXMNI/AAAAAAAAAv0/nkmc7fDF6bk/s400/dsc01923.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Remember that scene from E.T. when he was hiding in all the stuffed animals?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290230433777807698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWqsjPlJcVI/AAAAAAAAAv8/QKqtpGlxlmE/s400/DSC01929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sweet Baby Ellie and just as sweet Aunt Coco on the gondola.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290230759404262738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWqs2Moi1VI/AAAAAAAAAwE/R2P5YLyt9Dk/s400/DSC01933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Colton wasn't feeling well and was unsure about the ride. I am just chatting with him to keep him from being scared.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290231752939495298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWqtwB1zX4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/R02gJ9hlpS8/s400/DSC019341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The four of us with a Christmas tree at Lion's Head Village.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290231325591779442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWqtXJ2KuHI/AAAAAAAAAwM/WENTFoEw_JE/s400/DSC01936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ellie jamming in Aunt Coco's car. Mom never lets her do this. Aunts are awesome!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWquUhFZyuI/AAAAAAAAAwk/qTK4i4WJKWg/s1600-h/DSC019461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290232379801717474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWquUhFZyuI/AAAAAAAAAwk/qTK4i4WJKWg/s400/DSC019461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Stewart clan on a carriage ride through Highland Park. I loved the ride and want to do it every year. The lights were so pretty and the ride was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWqt_c4sQyI/AAAAAAAAAwc/LQNuSmRq7ag/s1600-h/dsc01947+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290232017897407266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWqt_c4sQyI/AAAAAAAAAwc/LQNuSmRq7ag/s400/dsc01947+(2).jpg" border="0" /&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&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/2494348740176217656-6748457070907321751?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/6748457070907321751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=6748457070907321751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/6748457070907321751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/6748457070907321751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/01/aunt-cocos-pics.html' title='Aunt Coco&apos;s Pics'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWqsKpyXMNI/AAAAAAAAAv0/nkmc7fDF6bk/s72-c/dsc01923.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-8678369205418380904</id><published>2009-01-08T20:44:00.017-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T21:29:42.870-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Ar-pees"</title><content type='html'>Ellie woke from her nap yesterday, rubbed her eyes, and asked for "Arr-pees?" When she asks for people, I always tell her where they are: "Da-da is at work. Mimi is at her house." But I don't think she understood when I told her Uncle RP is in Iraq. It was even hard for me to say aloud. We so enjoyed the time we spent with him over the holidays. But man, does the time fly when RP is home. I only hope that the next 6-7 months will go by quickly, also.  Here are a few with him pics I want to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cheese, please?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWa-qCPnAPI/AAAAAAAAAvg/XCPdbEyqlCc/s1600-h/DSC02111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289124441759351026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWa-qCPnAPI/AAAAAAAAAvg/XCPdbEyqlCc/s400/DSC02111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Besides reading to them, feeding Colt and Ellie cheese is a sure fire way to get on their good sides.  Uncle RP is a smart man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWa-U5JAoCI/AAAAAAAAAvY/oywLcIbhuMA/s1600-h/DSC02110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289124078538498082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWa-U5JAoCI/AAAAAAAAAvY/oywLcIbhuMA/s400/DSC02110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He taught the lil' ones to hold their utensils upright and bang on the table while chanting, "Mimi! Mimi! Mimi!" We were patiently waiting for Christmas dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289124817432672802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWa-_5vG-iI/AAAAAAAAAvo/K7fVigZ7MbQ/s400/DSC02115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A little down time to play with the new car track on Christmas day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWa-B7nrnBI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/MqnAWZ7DAdc/s1600-h/DSC02103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289123752786500626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWa-B7nrnBI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/MqnAWZ7DAdc/s400/DSC02103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you tell Ellie liked her Christmas gift from RP?!? It is a dancing animal band that plays a loud and quite obnoxious tune. Thanks RP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWa9q6XF6EI/AAAAAAAAAvI/fHDGr30BK7w/s1600-h/DSC02092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289123357311494210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWa9q6XF6EI/AAAAAAAAAvI/fHDGr30BK7w/s400/DSC02092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; RP put Ellie's kitchen together. From what I understand, it took MANY frustrating hours and had over 150 screws! That is a devoted uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWa9WsA1U6I/AAAAAAAAAvA/Kdw2WzB_P7A/s1600-h/DSC02086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289123009862652834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWa9WsA1U6I/AAAAAAAAAvA/Kdw2WzB_P7A/s400/DSC02086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went on a carriage ride through Highland Park to look at the Christmas lights. So much fun. Uncle Zach is behind my big head. Sorry Zach. And I think B and Ellie were singing. Or just really amazed at the lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289122091097957202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWa8hNWQo1I/AAAAAAAAAuw/oRn6azkyUCQ/s400/DSC01854.JPG" border="0" /&gt; RP and Grandad Maco at Christmas dinner at Chris and Michelle's home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWa85uDP5cI/AAAAAAAAAu4/9Tz3s1r9jnU/s1600-h/DSC01861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289122512193447362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWa85uDP5cI/AAAAAAAAAu4/9Tz3s1r9jnU/s400/DSC01861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Colton needed a little boost to reach the bars. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289120707084767266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWa7QpfzUCI/AAAAAAAAAuY/3_QJKzYAD78/s400/DSC02202.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Just chilling and 'cooking' on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289121543010394258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWa8BTkAIJI/AAAAAAAAAuo/f3uNjdnVogo/s400/DSC02265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We love you RP and pray for you and your team's safety every day. Thanks for spending your vacation with us. Already counting  down the days until we get to play with you some more. &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/2494348740176217656-8678369205418380904?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/8678369205418380904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=8678369205418380904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/8678369205418380904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/8678369205418380904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/01/ar-pees.html' title='&quot;Ar-pees&quot;'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWa-qCPnAPI/AAAAAAAAAvg/XCPdbEyqlCc/s72-c/DSC02111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-78171109315333900</id><published>2009-01-06T16:22:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T16:51:43.350-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We spent the first day of 2009 playing in the park. How perfect is that? The four of us spent the night at Mimi and Pops' house with Uncle RP, too. Colt and Ellie stayed up until 11:30. They probably could have made to midnight, but their Daddy could not. Mimi made tortilla  soup and busted out the chocolate fountain. YUMMY!  Then we woke up and headed to the park. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288310064460461906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWPZ_CZJ91I/AAAAAAAAAtI/2ln8J90r3dY/s400/DSC02201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Colton loved digging in the gravel with Daddy.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288311776476971314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWPbisJswTI/AAAAAAAAAto/reb3t59vAwc/s400/DSC02232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And of course Ellie had a turn, too. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288312195058209874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWPb7DfPlFI/AAAAAAAAAtw/PZpH4IdCF10/s400/DSC02251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Peek-a-boo, I see you.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288311306188031090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWPbHUMFBHI/AAAAAAAAAtg/GyMjjek0lNE/s400/DSC02225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I love that Elliette had to be in the driver's seat. She always is.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288310893477824274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWPavSuTBxI/AAAAAAAAAtY/Tf7M8BEBBQE/s400/DSC02219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Uncle RP helped Colton climb all the way to the top of the climbing wall.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288310417037972530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWPaTj2L1DI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/23yQiKI3HZ4/s400/DSC02210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;That Saturday, Aunt Coco and Uncle Zach came in. We all went to Barnes and Noble before dinner. The Thomas the Train table was a big hit. I am trying to find a place for one in our house for a possible b-day present in March. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWPcl0td3QI/AAAAAAAAAuA/8iGYIuGzLIw/s1600-h/DSC02255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288312929825709314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWPcl0td3QI/AAAAAAAAAuA/8iGYIuGzLIw/s400/DSC02255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aunt Coco helped Ellie put some ducks on the track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWPcOGC-yAI/AAAAAAAAAt4/uvRlVXt-zvQ/s1600-h/DSC02253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288312522162489346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWPcOGC-yAI/AAAAAAAAAt4/uvRlVXt-zvQ/s400/DSC02253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And a post-feast picture. You can tell we all thoroughly enjoyed Pappadeaux. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288314689899906258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWPeMRf2xNI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/h2aflaE2ak8/s400/DSC01885.JPG" border="0" /&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/2494348740176217656-78171109315333900?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/78171109315333900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=78171109315333900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/78171109315333900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/78171109315333900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SWPZ_CZJ91I/AAAAAAAAAtI/2ln8J90r3dY/s72-c/DSC02201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-5240247906507305433</id><published>2009-01-02T14:05:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T14:46:29.829-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Powers Christmas</title><content type='html'>Thanks to Aunt Debbie and Uncle Scott, some of the Powers' family got together to celebrate the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are the babies 'driving' Uncle Scott's tractor with Pawpaw.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286790748405451154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SV50LNCHSZI/AAAAAAAAAr4/q6cgIgyvCG8/s400/DSC02134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My amazing cousins, Kristen and Candace, holding Ellie and Colton. These are two of the sweetest, coolest, and overall awesome girls on the planet.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286793367858956658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SV52jrQfyXI/AAAAAAAAAsg/bHt2v1yBzjg/s400/DSC02152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My cousin, Jeremy, tried to be funny and taught Colton some strange Tech gesture. We love him despite his off-choice of school. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SV55Peo6T-I/AAAAAAAAAtA/x7LvGUZuitI/s1600-h/eck+tech.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286796319409197026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SV55Peo6T-I/AAAAAAAAAtA/x7LvGUZuitI/s400/eck+tech.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The holiday spirit was found everywhere. Even Colt and Ellie felt some sibling love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286793701430748786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SV523F6NZnI/AAAAAAAAAso/4bQpPFPSeCc/s400/DSC02159.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Memaw enjoyed giving Colton a big pick-up truck. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286791775802755234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SV51HAYuCKI/AAAAAAAAAsI/A3rqZLy2FWk/s400/DSC02142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And Pawpaw giggled as Elliette pulled out her huge pink pony.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286791140936067906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SV50iDUtK0I/AAAAAAAAAsA/-274stDKN5k/s400/DSC02139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Memaw had to extend our growing book collection.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286792211450321362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SV51gXTMWdI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/xinCaDpo97Y/s400/DSC02149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here are all the men wearing their camo 'Sandy Ranch' hats Uncle Scott had made. Thanks Uncle Scott.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SV53NTIsiBI/AAAAAAAAAsw/CZ6U5BOQHHI/s1600-h/DSC02163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286794082938292242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SV53NTIsiBI/AAAAAAAAAsw/CZ6U5BOQHHI/s400/DSC02163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And my precious Aunt Carolyn. Isn't she beautiful!?! (That is Colt's head in the bottom corner. It was getting late.) Aunt Carolyn is such an inspiration. I love you Aunt Carolyn. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286796217715310418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SV55JjzMv1I/AAAAAAAAAs4/dOpg1QLZeC0/s400/DSC02164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-5240247906507305433?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/5240247906507305433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=5240247906507305433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/5240247906507305433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/5240247906507305433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/01/powers-christmas.html' title='Powers Christmas'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SV50LNCHSZI/AAAAAAAAAr4/q6cgIgyvCG8/s72-c/DSC02134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-3298034014935803264</id><published>2009-01-02T13:36:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T14:00:35.585-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Outta 4 Ain't Bad</title><content type='html'>Two of my 4 girls came home for the holidays and stopped by for a visit.  This is one of the many reasons I love living in our home town. When they come home, I usually get a bonus visit, too. Lucky me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Katherine came over to play trucks with Colton. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SV5vFYbGLUI/AAAAAAAAArw/tuoyxSMl5nQ/s1600-h/DSC02128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286785150825672002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SV5vFYbGLUI/AAAAAAAAArw/tuoyxSMl5nQ/s400/DSC02128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her sweet sister, Elizabeth, and lovely mom, Linda, also dropped by to play. I tried to get Ellie to stop wiggling for a quick photo op.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SV5uutGeR0I/AAAAAAAAAro/SQplh-ADle0/s1600-h/DSC02125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286784761239324482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SV5uutGeR0I/AAAAAAAAAro/SQplh-ADle0/s400/DSC02125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Candace also got a taste of twinhood. She is so good with them. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286783624939445362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SV5tskDeHHI/AAAAAAAAArQ/xUi08oggvME/s400/DSC02120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And she brought her fabulous boyfriend, Eric. He soon found the secret weapon to winning them over forever, reading books. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286783235936454018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SV5tV657hYI/AAAAAAAAArI/4W25RbBzUcI/s400/DSC02119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Like me, Colton totally fell for him. Eric is awesome. He and Colton bonded. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286782894346321346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SV5tCCYfvcI/AAAAAAAAArA/dHd_rLYImfM/s400/DSC02118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is how Candace and Colton bonded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SV5uW2tCdlI/AAAAAAAAArg/cahXrwD7PKE/s1600-h/DSC02124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286784351500138066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SV5uW2tCdlI/AAAAAAAAArg/cahXrwD7PKE/s400/DSC02124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ellie and Candace are picture perfect together.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SV5uCfzda3I/AAAAAAAAArY/KCB0evJgNSU/s1600-h/DSC02122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286784001755671410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SV5uCfzda3I/AAAAAAAAArY/KCB0evJgNSU/s400/DSC02122.JPG" border="0" /&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/2494348740176217656-3298034014935803264?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/3298034014935803264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=3298034014935803264' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/3298034014935803264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/3298034014935803264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2009/01/2-outta-4-aint-bad.html' title='2 Outta 4 Ain&apos;t Bad'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SV5vFYbGLUI/AAAAAAAAArw/tuoyxSMl5nQ/s72-c/DSC02128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-4316809520825296775</id><published>2008-12-26T13:54:00.016-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T21:11:01.313-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stewarts in Vail, CO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Our annual Stewart ski vacation was a week early this year and fabulous! It snowed every day and the mountain and company were perfect. All of the Stewart clan got to go; Mimi, Pops, Uncle Zach, Aunt Courtney, and RP. Besides &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Colton's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; first ER visit, the trip was perfect. (He is fine. Just a bad case of bronchitis and high altitude.) Here are a few pictures of our time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284301289774386290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVWcBo8kDHI/AAAAAAAAAqw/js3tCZadU-I/s400/ski+picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is B after a day of skiing, and our beautiful kiddos. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVU8F3oa6HI/AAAAAAAAAqo/tHSo9oxsWV0/s1600-h/DSC02007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284195809319643250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVU8F3oa6HI/AAAAAAAAAqo/tHSo9oxsWV0/s400/DSC02007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We loved staying in the condo and playing with Aunt Courtney. She is awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVU7tmnoqxI/AAAAAAAAAqg/brnmiDZGs_A/s1600-h/DSC02043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284195392436087570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVU7tmnoqxI/AAAAAAAAAqg/brnmiDZGs_A/s400/DSC02043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Perfect fit Ellie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVU6tbT-ovI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/0i_8SFfL8fo/s1600-h/DSC02022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284194289889223410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVU6tbT-ovI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/0i_8SFfL8fo/s400/DSC02022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Colt too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVU6XAcSyhI/AAAAAAAAAqI/Jwi9HmVSzz8/s1600-h/DSC02018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284193904719219218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVU6XAcSyhI/AAAAAAAAAqI/Jwi9HmVSzz8/s400/DSC02018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The mountains brought out the best in all of us. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; couldn't resist giving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Elliette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a 'hug.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284194891511431970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVU7Qch5AyI/AAAAAAAAAqY/v7GjSxjRc1o/s400/DSC02031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Daddy snuggled with the babies after a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVU6BOthsVI/AAAAAAAAAqA/wjsiw2y2-yM/s1600-h/DSC01998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284193530592473426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVU6BOthsVI/AAAAAAAAAqA/wjsiw2y2-yM/s400/DSC01998.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ellie and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; helped Pops with his boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVU5ekje39I/AAAAAAAAAp4/ULv_Y0aFLns/s1600-h/DSC02000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284192935160504274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVU5ekje39I/AAAAAAAAAp4/ULv_Y0aFLns/s400/DSC02000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt Courtney walked around the village with us as we did some shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284191445918657426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVU4H4sjq5I/AAAAAAAAApg/mcKeCeVmmDU/s400/DSC01983.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ellie loved the snow and her cute snow outfit. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVU4hYVIYZI/AAAAAAAAApo/tziDBFtFkd8/s1600-h/DSC01989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284191883907064210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVU4hYVIYZI/AAAAAAAAApo/tziDBFtFkd8/s400/DSC01989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; liked crunching the snow with his boots. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284190997746802402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVU3tzID3uI/AAAAAAAAApY/Iv0AW6EqV7g/s400/DSC01988.JPG" border="0" /&gt; But after an afternoon on top of the mountain, the gondola ride down was a little bumpy. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284192467280794434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVU5DVkRE0I/AAAAAAAAApw/_jESl3tixAc/s400/DSC01995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Thank you Mimi and Pops for the wonderful getaway. We love the mountains, but love being with our family more. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVU3WDo6i2I/AAAAAAAAApQ/njfNAyETVH8/s1600-h/DSC01981.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/2494348740176217656-4316809520825296775?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/4316809520825296775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=4316809520825296775' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/4316809520825296775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/4316809520825296775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2008/12/stewarts-in-vail-co.html' title='The Stewarts in Vail, CO'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVWcBo8kDHI/AAAAAAAAAqw/js3tCZadU-I/s72-c/ski+picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494348740176217656.post-195839192184809850</id><published>2008-12-24T11:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T13:44:27.269-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gifts from Uncle Peyton</title><content type='html'>Uncle Peyton's gifts didn't arrive in time for him to watch Elliette and Colton open them. So I am sharing with him via the blog. The next three posts are video of the babies opening and playing with their cool presents. He also sent two sweet outfits. 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We LOVE it when he comes to see us. You can see how excited all of his nephews are to see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ty, Eli, Uncle Peyton, and Colton chilling on the couch.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283085617540150594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVFKYM90tUI/AAAAAAAAAnw/Hw-BrOnJQYA/s400/DSC01919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;His only niece loves him very much. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283086720435727714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVFLYZknrWI/AAAAAAAAAoA/1BfQtOsjW1c/s400/DSC01925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Aunt Haven plays on the computer while Uncle Patrick plays the keyboard with Elliette.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283087520810216210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVFMG_MxKxI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/M-C6-nSeFKU/s400/DSC01918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;What beautiful music they make. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283086128274248770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVFK17mUlEI/AAAAAAAAAn4/zIg7q2Bm2wI/s400/DSC01922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;All the cousins play with some cars. I think Ty is uninterested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVFMZ4YucyI/AAAAAAAAAoY/pzsBHtAr5Nk/s1600-h/DSC01924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283087845398836002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVFMZ4YucyI/AAAAAAAAAoY/pzsBHtAr5Nk/s400/DSC01924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Colton and Ellie feed Uncle Patrick some yummy Chex mix minus the salt. They sucked it off for him first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVFLu-I0oeI/AAAAAAAAAoI/_BKIHB1KoiA/s1600-h/DSC01964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283087108208370146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVFLu-I0oeI/AAAAAAAAAoI/_BKIHB1KoiA/s400/DSC01964.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Colton starts a book while Elliette opens another gift. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283088275193628434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVFMy5fyhxI/AAAAAAAAAog/ivEr1Ie38Ik/s400/DSC01967.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Uncle Peyton got the cutest winter slippers for Ellie and Colt.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283091944083479938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVFQIdLS3YI/AAAAAAAAAow/9GSCu8kLfK0/s400/DSC01970.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Aren't they cute? Ellie loves her cow shoes.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283091563515274690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVFPyTcw5cI/AAAAAAAAAoo/a1R7pMDpbZU/s400/DSC01979.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Colton loves his sheep shoes.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283092538686638978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVFQrEPvC4I/AAAAAAAAAo4/hWlfLgleQiA/s400/DSC01971.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pop-up books Uncle Patrick, Aunt Haven, Ty, and Eli gave the babies are so super.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283093177979833282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVFRQRzHC8I/AAAAAAAAApA/CJaLWzC2uNI/s400/DSC01977.JPG" border="0" /&gt; And the Little People books from Uncle Peyton are real hits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283093642065693922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVFRrSpzTOI/AAAAAAAAApI/duK-9jUp8js/s400/DSC01980.JPG" border="0" /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494348740176217656-889772384569962586?l=penguinette98.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/feeds/889772384569962586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494348740176217656&amp;postID=889772384569962586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/889772384569962586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494348740176217656/posts/default/889772384569962586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://penguinette98.blogspot.com/2008/12/uncle-peytons-christmas-visit.html' title='Uncle Peyton&apos;s Christmas Visit'/><author><name>penguinette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02312826340331509453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/TMrSPSwuLUI/AAAAAAAABqY/HSi0SBmdVKg/S220/October+2010+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F5TKFi07TC8/SVFKYM90tUI/AAAAAAAAAnw/Hw-BrOnJQYA/s72-c/DSC01919.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
