<?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-1492751713861407866</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:46:14.818-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pool Party</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>105</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-8934900251550301482</id><published>2010-12-14T16:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T16:55:55.555-06:00</updated><title type='text'>new lesson with being single.</title><content type='html'>learning how to do chores that i hardly ever had to do has been a part of being single. i learned how to change my own transmission pan by myself....i have had some chuckles at my expense since i am a woman. then i have the whole response 'wow! that's pretty awesome.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, while driving to work from target, i realized my radio had turned off. my first thought was....oh man, now i don't have music. about the time i realized something major might be going on...it became ramp time. slowly my car went...but it was time to accelerate. i knew i wasn't getting up that ramp. of course, this ramp is on to one of the busiest highways in tulsa...also, the ramp had no shoulder. i called my friend, mack to come help. he brought his friend too. somehow we made it on the highway and off the next ramp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;needless to say, after much deliberation...it was my battery. now i know...how to change my battery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-8934900251550301482?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/8934900251550301482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=8934900251550301482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/8934900251550301482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/8934900251550301482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-lesson-with-being-single.html' title='new lesson with being single.'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-7447454181316762062</id><published>2010-12-12T13:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T13:53:44.975-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Lately.</title><content type='html'>disbelief comes to mind while i ponder how my babes are about to turn 4 and 2. where did the time fly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryan has began writing letters. of course, it's with a little help and coaching that she makes her letters. she loves to color, paint, bake, sing and dance. she told me 'one day i will be bigger than you. i will be a giant.' i have no doubts she will be bigger than i. how true that statement maybe. she's such a radiant little girl. i love watching movies with her and simply playing dolls. she LOVES to play with dolls and such interesting conversations she has with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dylan. wow dylan. she's brilliant. the kids is smarter than smart. she loves kitties. she has found the word 'no' and uses it appropriately. she loves to watch ryan act like a nut. she loves to be tickled! did i mention the kid loves to eat? b/c she can throw some food down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am making a list of things that i want to do with the girls. i simply don't want to miss a beat with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am currently enrolled in school. i have one semester left which is beautiful. i work at a little pizza place downtown. i love meeting all the different people. we get oil tycoon's to hippies. never a dull day cause then us staff think of something creative to do such as dance off's. yes, those happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my endeavors have simply changed since going through the big D. the big D is never easy. never is it easy to put a family well-being into the hands of the court. there is grief. there is sadness. there are extreme amounts of harsh words. however, divorce and death are more a like than people realize. there is moving on stage. what do i do now stage. there is going through assets. there are the people who come out of the woodwork just to put there two-cents out there. there are lawyers, courtrooms, dockets. there is the 'you did this...you did that'....there is the 'why did this happen to me'....but i am officially divorced as of sept. 21. and now it comes to embarking on a new chapter of my life. God has great things in store.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-7447454181316762062?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/7447454181316762062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=7447454181316762062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/7447454181316762062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/7447454181316762062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2010/12/life-lately.html' title='Life Lately.'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-408279228090965857</id><published>2010-04-10T15:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T15:35:42.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the end of an era.</title><content type='html'>sadly writing to my 3 loyal followers....the 'pool party' is wrapping up and almost over. we 'pool' spouses are calling our marriage quits. thus, ending this blog. i shall not go into the details of ending of marriage....i shall write how deeply saddened i am by the decision. loving a person sometimes entails us to let them go on with their life. no matter the reasons of divorcing....there comes denial, anger, depression, forgiveness, and hope. denial is the most overwhelming. this person one marries has an understanding we shall go through life's winding roads together hand in hand. have a family together, parent together, and be together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the person i married has brought many great memories, love, smiles,laughs, and two beautiful girls we are both thankful to be blessed with in our lives. he's truly an amazing person or i wouldn't have married him. life has a way of bringing and taking people out of our lives...i am most thankful our girls have a loving father that cherishes their inner and outer beauty and makes them feel like the luckiest girls alive. many blessing and thankfulness comes to mind as i write this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true, the heart wants to turn negative...have hateful feelings, but i remind myself of all the great times, love shared, and our babies. sometimes we tend to wrap ourselves in circumstances and have a closed heart...when he is probably dealing with the sadness and loss i experience and to not let my heart close and attempt to understand his feelings as my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we will get through this...life carries on and the world does not stop because we are sad, in pain, happy, joyful, but we are to carry our joy no matter the hurt. i am thankful and grateful to the deepest part of my soul our girls has a father who encompasses his girls and strives to be a great father to them. basically, love has no boundaries...although we are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;splitting&lt;/span&gt; i love and respect the man that once was my husband and still is the father of my children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my ultimate hope is those around us....pour out love and support to our family. we need you now more than ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-408279228090965857?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-8087484811034081028</id><published>2010-01-29T20:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T20:38:25.365-06:00</updated><title type='text'>lately....</title><content type='html'>the past three week have seemed such a blur. i got a call from one my best friends, scott, telling me ronda is in the hospital. this seemed to set the tone for the next 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the brothers family: scott and i had been friends since middle school. i remember my first day happened to be his first day...he was the first person who ever talked to me...we had lockers by each other. our friendship went on into high school. we had classes together, we ran together, and we even went to sr. prom together. joel, his father, and ronda, his step mother lived in a quite little house outside of town. we would watch movies together and i would often visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our sr year, my mom and i had a huge fight resulting in me leaving home. i had no where to go with only a week left of school. scott held me outside of mazzio's. he told me he already called his parents and they said to come home to their house. i ended up living with a different friend, until ronda took me to a little hometown jive for pie. i knew her but this time she just eluded class, wisdom, and love. i eventually went to live with them only a month away from going to college. scott and i were attending the same university. ronda also got me involved in early headstart that summer giving me a job as a teacher in a nearby town. i worked. she was the headstart/ early headstart director (the head of everything) for the community program. at night, we would talk. we became so close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that fall, joel and ronda loaded scott and i up and sent us off to the college. i balled and cried. i begged joel to take me home....later i found out how close he almost did. i went back every weekend. every break. i would work for her. i stayed in norman for awhile. then when i came back after years of being gone...they accepted me back into their home. i got another job with headstart...by helping start one up...part of ronda's design. the rules of staying there was that i work, go to school, and church. i did all three. during this time, i became close to joel because many nights was joel and i sitting around waiting for ronda to come home from work. she left before i got up....came home before i went to bed. joel and i became fast friends. many of nights was watching football, playing cards, goofing off. he taught me a lot of card games. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt it was time to go....only a few months later, joel had a fatal accident. he fell 6 stories from a harness malfuntion off an oil derrick. he never gained conciousness. i talked to him a few days earlier...we talked 2-3 times a week about nothing. his last words to me 'well, i love you kiddo'. things weren't the same. i wasn't the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ronda, a year or so later was diagnosed with cancer for the 2nd time. this time....very aggressive causing her to have surgeries. she still was dedicated to all those children in headstart...she would go to chemo...work. take care of her parents. this past december, more devastating news. she was in liver failure. there isn't a cure....other than transplant. which, is not an option when cancer is involved with a patient. then i got the call from scott....she's in the hospital. i pack up and leave the next day. i have never in my life seen anyone so sick. she was very yellow. tired. and skinny. i told her 'hi ronda, it's me lacy.' she replied 'oh lacy, hi sweetie, i love you so much'. in her delirious state told me how i need to finish my math for school. asked me about my crocheting...sewing...how are the girls....how are you....' it was never about her being sick. that's what she did...when you talked of her illness...she asked you how you were doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't tell anyone the impact joel, ronda, and scott made on my life. they took me in...loved me, rasied me up, made me feel important. i look back and wish i had done things differently...wish i matured more...wish i took the time out to tell them my love for them. ronda passed. she is now with joel....i sit here and think of all the fun times we had together...chopping wood, shopping, talks, birthday's. i am what i am...because i had that family as my own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-8087484811034081028?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/8087484811034081028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=8087484811034081028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/8087484811034081028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/8087484811034081028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2010/01/lately.html' title='lately....'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-2084345206814783110</id><published>2009-12-31T16:11:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T16:23:52.786-06:00</updated><title type='text'>like mother like daughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sz0h5Qy3kqI/AAAAAAAAAm0/xJM58hNg_5w/s1600-h/coffeedrinker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sz0h5Qy3kqI/AAAAAAAAAm0/xJM58hNg_5w/s320/coffeedrinker.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421526794068529826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; is a watcher. she watches me. she plots against me. she will probably blackmail me when she gets older. see the little one in the corner? that's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ryan's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;protege&lt;/span&gt; she will help blackmail me because i made her dress up as a cow for the fall festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the subject. ryan has some serious observation skills. it's quite amusing. she knows i LOVE coffee. she believes wholly i only drink coffee. 'mommy, you drinking coffee?'....'mommy, i will make you coffee'. yep. she makes me pretend coffee, in case i don't have coffee at hand. i am glad she is ours. i wouldn't know what to do without our little coffee- maker. (too bad we can't turn her on and off)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, she took it to a new level. she took the cap from baby d's bottle...placed some candy canes in the cap....i simply said 'ryan....what are you drinking?'....ryan replies 'i drink coffee like mommy'. HELP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-2084345206814783110?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/2084345206814783110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=2084345206814783110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/2084345206814783110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/2084345206814783110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/12/like-mother-like-daughter.html' title='like mother like daughter'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sz0h5Qy3kqI/AAAAAAAAAm0/xJM58hNg_5w/s72-c/coffeedrinker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-7872698532323070090</id><published>2009-12-23T15:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T15:06:20.538-06:00</updated><title type='text'>santa brought us this....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SzKGNUDj4wI/AAAAAAAAAms/aObLdcYDBSs/s1600-h/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SzKGNUDj4wI/AAAAAAAAAms/aObLdcYDBSs/s320/a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418540864960193282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-7872698532323070090?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/7872698532323070090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=7872698532323070090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/7872698532323070090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/7872698532323070090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/12/santa-brought-us-this.html' title='santa brought us this....'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SzKGNUDj4wI/AAAAAAAAAms/aObLdcYDBSs/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-8152234259385184517</id><published>2009-11-19T11:59:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T13:05:44.985-06:00</updated><title type='text'>sniff sniff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SwWKUrEArfI/AAAAAAAAAmM/FiiszqVg7v8/s1600/nov09+180+copy2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SwWKUrEArfI/AAAAAAAAAmM/FiiszqVg7v8/s320/nov09+180+copy2+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405879015489711602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ry&lt;/span&gt; is such a hoot!! she says some silly stuff. for example. we have been battling colds lately and i have tried to teach her about 'catching her cough' and washing hands....etc. a couple mornings ago she was sitting on my lap and coughed....i said '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ewwwww&lt;/span&gt; all your germs are going everywhere...' she said 'oh, catch my cough mommy?' and i said 'yeah, good job of remembering'...she coughs and catches it and tells me 'hold on there is more'.....'i am not finished yet' cough cough....'mommy, i have a lot of coughs'.....cough cough....i ask 'are you finished now?'....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ry&lt;/span&gt; 'nope mommy, not yet!'....cough cough 'okay, i am finished now'. WHEW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby d is a moving and a grooving. she wakes up and her whole day revolves around going where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ry&lt;/span&gt; goes. at the end of the day her knees are bright red from crawling...with minor scratches...she always has pants or baby legs on to protect those cute knees. she pulls up on the coffee table...last night she pulled up on the bath tub. she is GREAT standing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are so excited about the arrival of holiday season!!! this year will be a BLAST with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt;. we've already been reading &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;santa&lt;/span&gt; books...i know this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;CHRISTmas&lt;/span&gt; will be so magical for her...we can't let her down!! :) we might be putting our tree up this weekend!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-8152234259385184517?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/8152234259385184517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=8152234259385184517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/8152234259385184517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/8152234259385184517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/11/sniff-sniff.html' title='sniff sniff'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SwWKUrEArfI/AAAAAAAAAmM/FiiszqVg7v8/s72-c/nov09+180+copy2+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-3090216673999080085</id><published>2009-11-16T17:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T17:14:12.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'>can you believe it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SwHaMqmvruI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Hlgedlynzj8/s1600/nov09+064-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SwHaMqmvruI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Hlgedlynzj8/s320/nov09+064-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404840938951388898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally the weather is COLD!! yesterday was cool...not cold...but today is COLD!! since the weather decided to changed, i realize i need to get on the ball with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CHRISTmas&lt;/span&gt; right around the corner...only for the girls' birthday quickly following. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dylan's&lt;/span&gt; birthday's are so close together that i MUST start planning 3 1/2 months ahead of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;CHRISTmas&lt;/span&gt; wish....the Girls' to not grow up. we had bath time (i make the girls take baths together) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dylan&lt;/span&gt; was the first out and  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; said 'bye &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dylan&lt;/span&gt;' and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dylan&lt;/span&gt; waved to her for about 2 min straight. it's quite possibly one of the cutest things!! she waves when i change her diaper, nurse her, play with her, read to her....it's CUTE! after putting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dylan&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;exersaucer&lt;/span&gt; and returning to finish up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; (who gave her fairies a bath)...we got out...we were on our way back to her room and i said '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt;, golly i love you so much! you are one of the best things in life' she replied 'mommy, i love you so much' and i said 'well, that was such a NICE thing to say'...she said 'your welcome!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after drying off and getting undies on, i put a shirt on and she told me 'it's stuck mommy!!' so i asked if she wanted another and she did..going through them she replied to each one ...'too big'...finally she picked out a shirt with a horse 'it's stuck mommy'...so i pulled out a short sleeve shirt....'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYA&lt;/span&gt;!' she was totally trying to tell me. i am such a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;doof&lt;/span&gt;. i can't help but to be INCREDIBLY thankful for our little family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-3090216673999080085?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/3090216673999080085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=3090216673999080085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/3090216673999080085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/3090216673999080085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/11/can-you-believe-it.html' title='can you believe it?'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SwHaMqmvruI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Hlgedlynzj8/s72-c/nov09+064-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-6291817524739161147</id><published>2009-11-14T12:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T12:53:54.798-06:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet potato smiles and wind blown hair.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sv77-RuSVWI/AAAAAAAAAls/EFaBUn_xNcg/s1600-h/oct09+099+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sv77-RuSVWI/AAAAAAAAAls/EFaBUn_xNcg/s320/oct09+099+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404033650219177314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dylan&lt;/span&gt; wants to know if you like her hair? she did it herself!! (the child has insane and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;uncontrollable&lt;/span&gt; hair) don't love her sweet potato smile?? b.c we do....&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/1492751713861407866-6291817524739161147?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/6291817524739161147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=6291817524739161147' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/6291817524739161147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/6291817524739161147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/11/sweet-potato-smiles-and-wind-blown-hair.html' title='sweet potato smiles and wind blown hair.'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sv77-RuSVWI/AAAAAAAAAls/EFaBUn_xNcg/s72-c/oct09+099+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-8144753183143701951</id><published>2009-11-12T22:17:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T22:29:23.676-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ELLIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SvzeMSC15sI/AAAAAAAAAlk/-gFBjyUPLhI/s1600-h/nov09+113-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SvzeMSC15sI/AAAAAAAAAlk/-gFBjyUPLhI/s320/nov09+113-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403437955521308354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone knows &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ellie&lt;/span&gt;. when we go to church and take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ry&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ss&lt;/span&gt; the teachers say 'hi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; hi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ellie&lt;/span&gt;.' i have watched &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ellie&lt;/span&gt; fall and get boo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;boo's&lt;/span&gt;...i have seen numerous hugs and kisses. i have seen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ellie&lt;/span&gt; go places more than any other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ellie&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;: '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ellie&lt;/span&gt; is a girl' stated from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ellie's&lt;/span&gt; best friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt;. they confess their undying love and unbridled love to another each day....i will hear the occasional '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ooooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ellie&lt;/span&gt;, i love you....you my best &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;fren&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ellie&lt;/span&gt;'.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ellie&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; have been through almost 3 years together...today tho, i chuckled as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; was finishing up b' fast and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;ellie&lt;/span&gt; of course watched...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; was getting down stopped turned back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;ellie&lt;/span&gt; and said '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;ellie&lt;/span&gt; you wanna come with me? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;OKAYYYYYYYYYY&lt;/span&gt;! good choice!'.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a feeling in my gut that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;ellie&lt;/span&gt; will be with us in many more adventures in the next several years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-8144753183143701951?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/8144753183143701951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=8144753183143701951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/8144753183143701951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/8144753183143701951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/11/ellie.html' title='ELLIE'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SvzeMSC15sI/AAAAAAAAAlk/-gFBjyUPLhI/s72-c/nov09+113-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-1491833187542077417</id><published>2009-10-21T09:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T10:01:17.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>batman and cookie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;masta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;t's&lt;/span&gt; birthday has come and gone. we were all sick. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; we went to the big city and we woke up with sore throats from drainage thinking it would go away...however, as the day progressed the worse it got!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ry&lt;/span&gt; got worse as the day went on too...she even fell asleep in the mall and slept on a chair...it was that bad!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;, i woke up sneezing, blowing my nose, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; had a temp, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;masta&lt;/span&gt; t was sneezing and his nose running. he and i did not follow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; with our original plans of taking the girls to the pumpkin patch and then on to a date for his birthday....we stayed home with a feverish child and runny noses. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;t's&lt;/span&gt; mom brought us some chicken noodle soup...which helped a ton. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;, his granny cooked out for his birthday. we had steak, burgers, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hot dogs&lt;/span&gt;....and of course a cookie cake that t looked forward to...so, despite feeling sick we had a small little birthday  party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/St8gCQOwNUI/AAAAAAAAAko/wADeFcn-7Q0/s1600-h/oct09+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/St8gCQOwNUI/AAAAAAAAAko/wADeFcn-7Q0/s320/oct09+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395066101701817666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; could live off of cookie cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/St8fhhE2P_I/AAAAAAAAAkY/q3HUo7jaxlQ/s1600-h/oct09+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/St8fhhE2P_I/AAAAAAAAAkY/q3HUo7jaxlQ/s320/oct09+094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395065539287990258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/St8fhy961ZI/AAAAAAAAAkg/OJHbwM4IanI/s1600-h/oct09+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/St8fhy961ZI/AAAAAAAAAkg/OJHbwM4IanI/s320/oct09+093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395065544090768786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty sure tucker could too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/St8fhL7sxtI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/IXSLAe3bw-s/s1600-h/oct09+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/St8fhL7sxtI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/IXSLAe3bw-s/s320/oct09+096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395065533612476114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-1491833187542077417?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/1491833187542077417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=1491833187542077417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/1491833187542077417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/1491833187542077417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/10/batman-and-cookie.html' title='batman and cookie.'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/St8gCQOwNUI/AAAAAAAAAko/wADeFcn-7Q0/s72-c/oct09+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-681261627616812624</id><published>2009-10-21T09:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T09:40:47.358-05:00</updated><title type='text'>almost 8 months.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/St8dbsRIIxI/AAAAAAAAAkI/iTFKTJIeVy4/s1600-h/oct09+196-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/St8dbsRIIxI/AAAAAAAAAkI/iTFKTJIeVy4/s320/oct09+196-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dylan is offically and almost 8 months. this month has been fairly thrilling considering she is crawling...cut two teeth. following big sis around and her personality is HILARIOUS!!! she giggles as she crawls she makes silly faces...such an easy going baby if she is FED!! :)her favorite activity is to go into big sis's room and play with her toys. (i had to go thru the whole room to take out the small pieces.) hard to believe our little baby girls is almost 8 months.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' 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/1492751713861407866-681261627616812624?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/681261627616812624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=681261627616812624' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/681261627616812624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/681261627616812624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/10/almost-8-months.html' title='almost 8 months.'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/St8dbsRIIxI/AAAAAAAAAkI/iTFKTJIeVy4/s72-c/oct09+196-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-4976706038431552387</id><published>2009-10-18T08:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T08:33:08.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>daddy pool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/StsYoPzvCeI/AAAAAAAAAkA/gHlVkyU43Mw/s1600-h/01+549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/StsYoPzvCeI/AAAAAAAAAkA/gHlVkyU43Mw/s320/01+549.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393932058423658978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/StsYn5K1BiI/AAAAAAAAAj4/cUlx7zPWdlI/s1600-h/01+546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/StsYn5K1BiI/AAAAAAAAAj4/cUlx7zPWdlI/s320/01+546.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393932052346504738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/StsYnS80xgI/AAAAAAAAAjw/97fh4i8qSy8/s1600-h/01+523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/StsYnS80xgI/AAAAAAAAAjw/97fh4i8qSy8/s320/01+523.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393932042087220738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/StsYm1ma36I/AAAAAAAAAjo/wiIlVFjEW2k/s1600-h/shaneandmisty+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/StsYm1ma36I/AAAAAAAAAjo/wiIlVFjEW2k/s320/shaneandmisty+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393932034208620450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/StsYmqZcIpI/AAAAAAAAAjg/kblSgepbLm8/s1600-h/g%27s+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/StsYmqZcIpI/AAAAAAAAAjg/kblSgepbLm8/s320/g%27s+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393932031201387154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to our daddy pool, masta t.....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;!!! masta t hits the 2-7 mark today!!! we love you daddy pool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-4976706038431552387?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/4976706038431552387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=4976706038431552387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/4976706038431552387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/4976706038431552387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/10/daddy-pool.html' title='daddy pool'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/StsYoPzvCeI/AAAAAAAAAkA/gHlVkyU43Mw/s72-c/01+549.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-4852074982572593149</id><published>2009-10-09T12:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T12:34:35.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>innocent.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Ss9zfDvrTNI/AAAAAAAAAjY/AIvgCCdBFHE/s1600-h/g%27s+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Ss9zfDvrTNI/AAAAAAAAAjY/AIvgCCdBFHE/s320/g%27s+112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390654256404188370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look here at this little bundle of cuteness acting innocent. well, she is innocent when i took the picture but she does crawl now...she even crawls to other rooms. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dylan&lt;/span&gt; is 7 months old and got her two bottom teeth and crawled in same week. we love her. she gets goofier by the minute. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-4852074982572593149?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/4852074982572593149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=4852074982572593149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/4852074982572593149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/4852074982572593149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/10/innocent.html' title='innocent.'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Ss9zfDvrTNI/AAAAAAAAAjY/AIvgCCdBFHE/s72-c/g%27s+112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-8505653513862367147</id><published>2009-10-09T12:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T12:27:08.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ryan and stud</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Ss9xe5mXBbI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/k_LiNOcgzPs/s1600-h/ryanandstud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Ss9xe5mXBbI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/k_LiNOcgzPs/s320/ryanandstud.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390652054657500594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have an extra room in the new house so we are planning to make it a playroom. as you can tell in the background...it hasn't happened yet. there are still boxes to be unpacked...crutches just in case i have another knee surgery before i turn 28. but, we have cleared and made a little spot for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; to watch some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;vhs&lt;/span&gt; tapes in the 'playroom'. the other day, i was working on getting organized and put on the 'lion king' and this is what i found when i checked up on her....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; and her own 'lion king' stud. :)&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/1492751713861407866-8505653513862367147?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/8505653513862367147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=8505653513862367147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/8505653513862367147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/8505653513862367147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/10/ryan-and-stud.html' title='ryan and stud'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Ss9xe5mXBbI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/k_LiNOcgzPs/s72-c/ryanandstud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-1534927124734435525</id><published>2009-10-07T07:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T08:02:09.322-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hello little kitty.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SsyQcuygtHI/AAAAAAAAAjI/ax-Da4KkPrw/s1600-h/01+280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SsyQcuygtHI/AAAAAAAAAjI/ax-Da4KkPrw/s320/01+280.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389841677326267506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;a couple weeks ago was the oklahoma state fair in oklahoma city. i kept seeing children with face painting...so, we found the booth. there were tons of pictures of paintings to choose from. ryan only looked once and said 'kitty, i want to be stud'. i wanted her to get a cool butterfly, but gave into her desperation of being a kitty. she came out LOVING it. also, let me tell ya, the child sat VERY VERY still for them to paint her face.... :)&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/1492751713861407866-1534927124734435525?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/1534927124734435525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=1534927124734435525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/1534927124734435525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/1534927124734435525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-little-kitty.html' title='hello little kitty.'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SsyQcuygtHI/AAAAAAAAAjI/ax-Da4KkPrw/s72-c/01+280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-3970589431049211125</id><published>2009-10-06T08:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T09:23:57.547-05:00</updated><title type='text'>stud.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;meet stud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SstN1IXnr_I/AAAAAAAAAjA/kG_fHCqLoxQ/s1600-h/2009+387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SstN1IXnr_I/AAAAAAAAAjA/kG_fHCqLoxQ/s320/2009+387.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389486954253889522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ryan's&lt;/span&gt; new best friend i believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SstN0u23LVI/AAAAAAAAAi4/LIh2NM_0ynY/s1600-h/2009+399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SstN0u23LVI/AAAAAAAAAi4/LIh2NM_0ynY/s320/2009+399.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389486947405606226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;it's a sad story behind this cat. very sad. i don't know if i want to share it because it's sad. i am not a huge cat fan....not in the least. but i am an animal fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about a year ago, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; and i were outside when this sweet black kitty showed up. we named her 'kitty'. she was so sweet....we gave her food and the rest was history. we let her in...she loved cuddling and being petted. most cats don't like people...not kitty she LOVED people. during the spring we put her back outside...let her roam.....she ended up getting pregnant. when she had her babies, i went on a journey to find them...we had also discussed getting her fixed. she was only maybe a year and a half old. well, as i was walking by a bush i heard some small rustling.....i looked and there they were. all four kittens. we made sure she had food and water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about the time of discovering kitty and her kittens, we were in the process of moving. we were definitely taking her. she was sweet as can be. we didn't know what to do with the kittens, but we were going to take her and her small family. one evening, we came home, i went to check on her....she was just laying there. (weird, cause she would always come out to socialize when we were near.) i said '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kiiiiiiittttttyyyyyy&lt;/span&gt;'. nothing. nothing at all. she laid there. i told tucker to come quickly. she picked her up....she let out a moan. lifeless....she couldn't move. we called the vet and tucker quickly loaded her in a box....she just laid there....we put her kittens in with her. i remember, kitty in the box and tucker running in to get something. i kept petting her as she was letting out low moans. her eyes were fixed on mine telling me 'help me'. i started crying. her babies were trying to nurse. i kept crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tucker left. i cried. i cried i cried. over this sweet little kitty. tucker was gone for a long time. as soon as i heard him, i quickly ran to the door. it was too late. kitty had gotten into poisoning. there is nothing a vet can do after a cat has gotten into poisoning. then, there were four little kittens. crying for their mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a whole 2 weeks, i nursed and nursed them with a bottle. i would nurse &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dylan&lt;/span&gt;, then the kittens, pack. it was a crazy two weeks. we moved. we put the kittens in a storage shed. the kittens were doing great. they thrived. however, one evening, the kitty with twisted limbs, we found dead. he probably had some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;intestinal&lt;/span&gt; problems that happen when kittens have twisted limbs. a week later, our dog &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;kaya&lt;/span&gt; malled two others. then, i found stud in the back of the storage shed meowing. we took him in and named him 'stud'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about 4-5 days ago, stud went missing. we usually let him out for a little while and he comes back in. hardly does he ever wander off...but this time he did. a couple days ago, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; started calling him...she went to every room. still no stud. while she was napping &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;, he went and asked our neighbor boys if they seen him...yes, they had but it was a day before. tucker told them he'd give them $20 to go find him....15 minutes later stud was reunited. (dumb boys &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;should've&lt;/span&gt; done it for free, but kids these days are BRATS). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; was so happy and stud too. he curled up in our blankets and slept for 24 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-3970589431049211125?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/3970589431049211125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=3970589431049211125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/3970589431049211125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/3970589431049211125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/10/stud.html' title='stud.'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SstN1IXnr_I/AAAAAAAAAjA/kG_fHCqLoxQ/s72-c/2009+387.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-3354837819332970955</id><published>2009-10-06T08:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T08:59:35.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>new seasons are ahead.</title><content type='html'>hello, my readers. i have been on hiatus, i can't really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pen point&lt;/span&gt; where i spent it but i did. new seasons are upon us with our family...so i will share recent news with all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dylan&lt;/span&gt; has started crawling and cutting her two teeth...she did them all in the same week. wow!! she is now 7 months old. hard to believe i was 40 lbs over weight at the beginning of this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; is becoming a real hoot. the other day tucker asked '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; are you a cowboy?' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; replies 'no daddy, i am a cowboy-girl'....so matter-of-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;factly&lt;/span&gt;. since moving, we have enjoyed having neighbors that speak &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; :). our neighbor girl, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;reagan&lt;/span&gt;, was over visiting...she told &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; 'you are silly' and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; said 'no, i am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt;.' :) now when she plays, she will set up her figurines and tell me 'that's perfect mommy'. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;oooo&lt;/span&gt; how she loves to sing. this kid picks up music like crazy!! i can't believe she is two and a half. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third, tucker is starting his OWN business!!! what a wonderful blessing?!?!?!?!? not too long ago, he bought a screen press and a ton of equipment from a lady wanting to get out of the business and selling her stuff for cheap!! we got a steal!! lately, on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;tuesday's&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;thursday's&lt;/span&gt; after all us girls are in bed, he sets off to print t-shirts. he's also been busy with creating logo's, business cards, web-sites. exciting news is that there is a possibility to get a space to run the business. pretty cool. tucker is doing awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fourth, i am starting up a photography business on the side. as in, doing photos for friends and family. i love LOVE LOVE taking pictures and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;masta&lt;/span&gt; t bought me a new camera. i already have a client!! this is just something to do on the side...i am not pursuing something.....just want to be able to allow people to have great photos without costing an arm and a leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fifth, life is good right now. life is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-3354837819332970955?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/3354837819332970955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=3354837819332970955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/3354837819332970955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/3354837819332970955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-seasons-are-ahead.html' title='new seasons are ahead.'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-9095641446177190028</id><published>2009-09-06T21:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T21:32:11.718-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the worst blogger award.</title><content type='html'>my sincerest apologies for not blogging more often...thus, i get the 'worst blogger award'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had knee surgery a couple weeks ago. i had soft &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cartilage&lt;/span&gt; under my knee cap causing it to rock out of the groove. i also had a  lateral release (they cut the tendon to release pressure of the knee cap). so, it's been a wild ride for the pool party of 4. daddy pool had been in charge of the pool house. it's been an interesting ride. he did a great job of taking care of us. i am incredibly thankful for our family and church family...these weeks just wouldn't have been smooth for the 4 of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy pool and i watched my knee surgery video...they record it and also they talk to the patient about what they are doing. ...turns out, i have arthritis. i am only 27. i shed a couple of tears. however, i will have to stay on top of excercising and it might prolong intense pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy pool has started a t-shirt printing business. sweet. he's been working incredibly hard...he hasn't advertised and he already has orders to keep him busy. we are scared of when he does advertise. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryan is doing absolutely GREAT!! she is such a big girl. she talks better and better everyday and it's always something new. today we put her sunday school papers in the back of the passenger side chair and she proceeded to tell me 'i am kicking Jesus'.  there she was kicking her papers. ryan also told me she sings at church too "Jesus loves me". fun times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dylan is attempting to crawl. she's not quite there but closer everyday. :) ryan already gets frustrated and even takes dylan's toys away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all is well in the pool house. all is well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-9095641446177190028?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-2841363017320637385</id><published>2009-08-20T10:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T10:03:42.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ooo sweet girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/So1lqVe1jNI/AAAAAAAAAhg/X0hS6t8z6tU/s1600-h/dylan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/So1lqVe1jNI/AAAAAAAAAhg/X0hS6t8z6tU/s400/dylan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372061708518264018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a silly little turkey she is!! that's why we might keep her!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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girl'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/So1lqVe1jNI/AAAAAAAAAhg/X0hS6t8z6tU/s72-c/dylan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-9158639854191526479</id><published>2009-08-10T11:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T11:19:14.389-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SoBF-4y7gFI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/pl5KdiJihpk/s1600-h/july09+211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SoBF-4y7gFI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/pl5KdiJihpk/s400/july09+211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368367702525837394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;o my o my. look at this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; face. isn't she silly? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dylan&lt;/span&gt; is 5 1/2 months old. bittersweet the feeling. i can't believe the beginning of the year i was 45 inches around which is almost doubled my normal!! i remember lugging my body around....always having to go pee and eating like a full grown man, hence the 45 lb weight gain on my 5'2 petite frame. that was half a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't give you my stats now...although i have shed a few lbs...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dylan&lt;/span&gt; however is 14 lbs. she eats like a full grown man now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;geesh&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dylan&lt;/span&gt; is actually trying to get on her hands and knees. she means business. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dylan's&lt;/span&gt; favorite time is watching big sis of course!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; sings and dances for her...she even gets on the floor with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dylan&lt;/span&gt; and plays with her toys. amazing how time flies. i realize that when i look at miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt;. i am trying to take all this baby stuff in because i know one day...one day soon i won't have a little baby to watch roll all over the floor. one thing is for sure...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dylan's&lt;/span&gt; smile can light even a big sister smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-9158639854191526479?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/9158639854191526479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=9158639854191526479' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/9158639854191526479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/9158639854191526479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/08/5-months.html' title='5 months'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SoBF-4y7gFI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/pl5KdiJihpk/s72-c/july09+211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-5706350610265966407</id><published>2009-07-31T20:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T20:28:00.984-05:00</updated><title type='text'>fell off the face of God's green earth.</title><content type='html'>hello people. miss me? well, i am back...or so i believe i am...i might just be joking. the whole month of june and july have flown right by me...could've used a message during those months...no one offered...5 would have been magical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what was so important that i couldn't blog...i had to wash my hair...actually 2 months of physical therapy, moving across town, working on the new house, trips, and two children makes people fall off the face of the earth. here's the low down...aka 411...aka update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physical therapy: had 2 months of intense therapy. i realized stair masters are a device to torture people, meanwhile the physical therapist stand around and laugh. we came to an agreement however, i need to go to a surgeon. i am down in the books for aug 11. i hope he can fix my 50 yr old knees!! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th of july: we went to canadian texas....what fun!! i will post a blog later. i have some pretty awesome pics to share of our wonderfully crazy family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tulsa: the tulsa trip ended up being a goodbye to a sweet man. john pat cobb jr. i loved him. more on him later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;housing arrangements: we are moving across town to a larger house...extra room, bathroom, and den...including a fenced in yard. what a blessing...we've been helping our landlord by painting the whole house...the floors had to be replaced...it's been an entire summer spent on this one house. the old house is just a piece of dust in the wind. actually we still have some small stuff and i have to clean up some dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryan is doing GREAT considering we've been to a million places and she has had to be watched lots of different peoples. dylan is growing. 5 months a couple days ago. she is rolling from front to back...back to front, sitting up for several minutes. we haven't tried soilid foods quite yet...she giggles...absolutely LOVES watching big sis play. they are great together (so far).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, more blogs in the next week to make a complete "update".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw. pretty sure my husband and family are the greatest. praise the Lord.&lt;div 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earth.'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-2113451211728186695</id><published>2009-07-15T13:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T13:41:28.064-05:00</updated><title type='text'>happy anniversary.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sl4i1_HmQ4I/AAAAAAAAAhI/T63K_cKI8ZU/s1600-h/july09+367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sl4i1_HmQ4I/AAAAAAAAAhI/T63K_cKI8ZU/s320/july09+367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 years...2 kids...HAPPY ANNIVERSARY mr. daddy pool.  i love you and thank you for the life you provide for us girls!! you are our hero!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' 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/1492751713861407866-2113451211728186695?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/2113451211728186695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=2113451211728186695' 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class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dylan&lt;/span&gt; rolls over now from back to tummy and tummy to back. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dylan&lt;/span&gt; is also trying to sit up. little girl might just be there soon. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dylan&lt;/span&gt; loves watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; go about her day...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; loves her too...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; can't help but smile when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dylan&lt;/span&gt; flashes her sweet smile. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dylan&lt;/span&gt; still hasn't gotten any tastes of food yet....however, she has the rest of her life to eat real food so why push it right? well, our sweet baby is growing up. now, if we can get her to sleep past 6 i would be well rested!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-7128315269103272960?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/7128315269103272960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=7128315269103272960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/7128315269103272960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/7128315269103272960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/07/precious.html' title='precious.'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SlszwixqW0I/AAAAAAAAAhA/Zm116I05iYw/s72-c/july09+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-4191881578219957795</id><published>2009-06-19T21:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T21:50:40.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>baby pool photography</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxNypf_5II/AAAAAAAAAg0/gBQzWgAcS1M/s1600-h/life+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxNypf_5II/AAAAAAAAAg0/gBQzWgAcS1M/s400/life+097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349235989938168962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxNySKNlFI/AAAAAAAAAgs/VsdESEsycdA/s1600-h/life+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxNySKNlFI/AAAAAAAAAgs/VsdESEsycdA/s400/life+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349235983672775762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i had my camera on a tripod messing around. little shadow decided to follow in my footsteps. these are ryan's first pictures behind the camera. i wonder if i take too many pics. i bet she is tired of the flash and it has given her brain damage. just kidding. i think it's cute. our little girl the photographer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-4191881578219957795?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/4191881578219957795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=4191881578219957795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/4191881578219957795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/4191881578219957795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby-pool-photography.html' title='baby pool photography'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxNypf_5II/AAAAAAAAAg0/gBQzWgAcS1M/s72-c/life+097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-5298032522766918410</id><published>2009-06-19T21:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T21:43:31.041-05:00</updated><title type='text'>princess dy</title><content type='html'>okay...little miss dylan. how does time fly? i wish i could pause sometimes. dylan is now 3 and a half months old. she is such a clown. she is brooding with personality. i wonder if her cheeks hurt from smiling so hard...sometimes i am ready to give her cpr cause she holds her breath smiling too. she coos...coo coo...kinda like a bird. not really. she is noisy. basically dylan smiles and sounds like a bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxLDIybtSI/AAAAAAAAAgk/Y4DIIb18UrI/s1600-h/life+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxLDIybtSI/AAAAAAAAAgk/Y4DIIb18UrI/s400/life+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349232974680012066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the important part of this pic is her smile. cracks me up everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxLCz_CGqI/AAAAAAAAAgc/m1V4GeGTVqc/s1600-h/life+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxLCz_CGqI/AAAAAAAAAgc/m1V4GeGTVqc/s400/life+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349232969095715490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;maybe you can tell, she sucks her bottom lip sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxLCSPNePI/AAAAAAAAAgU/OP8bZxUalvU/s1600-h/softball+499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 391px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxLCSPNePI/AAAAAAAAAgU/OP8bZxUalvU/s400/softball+499.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349232960036763890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok...she could kill a person with her cuteness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she has attempted many rollovers...yet, her arm gets in the way. i believe she will be sitting up anytime soon!!&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/1492751713861407866-5298032522766918410?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/5298032522766918410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=5298032522766918410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/5298032522766918410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/5298032522766918410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/06/princess-dy.html' title='princess dy'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxLDIybtSI/AAAAAAAAAgk/Y4DIIb18UrI/s72-c/life+057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-7463895106127231512</id><published>2009-06-19T21:15:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T21:45:27.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>dinner with daddy pool and baby pool.</title><content type='html'>i am writing this because i am sending an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sos&lt;/span&gt; out. help me. i live with nut-cases. please anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxInX5pPyI/AAAAAAAAAgM/wWRZrULw24s/s1600-h/softball+372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxInX5pPyI/AAAAAAAAAgM/wWRZrULw24s/s400/softball+372.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349230298677198626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mmmm&lt;/span&gt;, i like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;puddin&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxInGzaGjI/AAAAAAAAAgE/c1wKQ6oTXh0/s1600-h/softball+379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxInGzaGjI/AAAAAAAAAgE/c1wKQ6oTXh0/s400/softball+379.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349230294087637554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"no daddy i am two and i like to do things myself so i am going to stick out my lower lip til you give"....and he did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxHg0UWUfI/AAAAAAAAAf8/kYTDv2W6YbA/s1600-h/softball+383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxHg0UWUfI/AAAAAAAAAf8/kYTDv2W6YbA/s400/softball+383.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349229086534685170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, he ate his chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxHgi3h_tI/AAAAAAAAAf0/oVr0YcfjzlE/s1600-h/softball+518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxHgi3h_tI/AAAAAAAAAf0/oVr0YcfjzlE/s400/softball+518.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349229081850412754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, his face won't stick like this...help me. baby pool thought it was HILARIOUS. please baby pool don't try this at home....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxHgZ6PxxI/AAAAAAAAAfs/_Ma-LpEfG_8/s1600-h/softball+515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxHgZ6PxxI/AAAAAAAAAfs/_Ma-LpEfG_8/s400/softball+515.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349229079445882642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i changed my mind....she has a totally cute and sweet side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxHf4e4ebI/AAAAAAAAAfk/_KKCywD_Vmg/s1600-h/softball+516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 342px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxHf4e4ebI/AAAAAAAAAfk/_KKCywD_Vmg/s400/softball+516.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349229070472739250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;awwww&lt;/span&gt;....she is adorable and maintaining cuteness eating chicken nuggets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxHfj9UlJI/AAAAAAAAAfc/IjAuVgQ6MjE/s1600-h/softball+519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxHfj9UlJI/AAAAAAAAAfc/IjAuVgQ6MjE/s400/softball+519.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349229064963265682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wait a minute...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; seen that face before!&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/1492751713861407866-7463895106127231512?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxInX5pPyI/AAAAAAAAAgM/wWRZrULw24s/s72-c/softball+372.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-6290895381334330178</id><published>2009-06-19T20:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T21:15:12.222-05:00</updated><title type='text'>times like these make me laugh.</title><content type='html'>today. ah today. all of us girls were tired. we've been working on the new house till wee hours at night. anyhoo, nancy has been watching the girls while we paint...yesterday night, julee had a game so she only watched dylan. we took ryan. she kept going to her daddy in the kitchen window and saying "hi daddy i am coming" walk to the backyard... "hi daddy, love you bye daddy"...then come find me and say the same except with mommy. she was so dirty from this i gave her a bath at 10 at night. cranky girl! she bled from her thumb and we have no idea from what cause she didn't cry. so her band-aid came off in the water. total melt down. after tub time she looked at her bug bites and they all needed band-aids. now, all boo boo's have band-aids. if her boo boo's fall off...it can get rough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today during nap time she was quiet. figuring she was sleeping i worked on the house chores. then i heard a peep. i go and check and she said "uh-oh mommy" and pointed at these stick on earrings nancy gave her...i noticed some were missing and i pulled her blanket up and one could say i found them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxDWsVvwzI/AAAAAAAAAfU/uiUK4x_PVoQ/s1600-h/life+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxDWsVvwzI/AAAAAAAAAfU/uiUK4x_PVoQ/s400/life+106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349224514547860274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxDWcQH16I/AAAAAAAAAfM/6quyDOXYprM/s1600-h/life+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxDWcQH16I/AAAAAAAAAfM/6quyDOXYprM/s400/life+110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349224510229305250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxDWFE8-hI/AAAAAAAAAfE/ZwJNpLb8uWs/s1600-h/life+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxDWFE8-hI/AAAAAAAAAfE/ZwJNpLb8uWs/s400/life+111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349224504008440338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-6290895381334330178?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/6290895381334330178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=6290895381334330178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/6290895381334330178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/6290895381334330178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/06/times-like-these-make-me-laugh.html' title='times like these make me laugh.'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjxDWsVvwzI/AAAAAAAAAfU/uiUK4x_PVoQ/s72-c/life+106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-6050307176963009882</id><published>2009-06-17T11:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T11:22:34.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>cowboys.</title><content type='html'>yesterday, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; and i were talking....this is our conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mommy, a cowboy" (there was one on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;"papa a cowboy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ask her: "are you saying 'papa is a cowboy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ya, papa a cowboy. bulls. horsey. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;YEEHAW&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, we were outside throwing those pop fireworks on the sidewalk. (daddy, mommy, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy: "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; throw them on the ground"&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ry&lt;/span&gt; throws one)&lt;br /&gt;daddy: "listen, did you hear it pop?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt;: "no daddy, it BOOM no pop"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;followed by singing: "i BIG...I chunky...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;moto&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;moto&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; went to her first rodeo a couple weekends ago. we told her we were going to see cowboys, bulls, and horses. she loved watching and playing under the bleachers. who hasn't enjoyed that though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love a 2 yr old perspective!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-6050307176963009882?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/6050307176963009882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=6050307176963009882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/6050307176963009882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/6050307176963009882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/06/cowboys.html' title='cowboys.'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-3480460610019490704</id><published>2009-06-15T12:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T13:47:55.155-05:00</updated><title type='text'>our life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjaN8WDneGI/AAAAAAAAAes/rShfxYTLcFQ/s1600-h/softball+341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjaN8WDneGI/AAAAAAAAAes/rShfxYTLcFQ/s400/softball+341.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347617675401459810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pic before their first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pbr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjaN8MupAEI/AAAAAAAAAek/Gs6C10PXgKg/s1600-h/softball+397-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjaN8MupAEI/AAAAAAAAAek/Gs6C10PXgKg/s400/softball+397-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347617672897560642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; simply playing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjaN7q7XteI/AAAAAAAAAec/t0RPHTnCjP0/s1600-h/softball+349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjaN7q7XteI/AAAAAAAAAec/t0RPHTnCjP0/s400/softball+349.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347617663824147938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; posing for the camera...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjaN7V7Wh4I/AAAAAAAAAeU/NmCwUBs74UY/s1600-h/softball+499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 391px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjaN7V7Wh4I/AAAAAAAAAeU/NmCwUBs74UY/s400/softball+499.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347617658186925954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dylan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;is quite busy! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ahhhhh&lt;/span&gt;! we decided we would finally splurge on a bigger house since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dylan&lt;/span&gt; came into our lives. the house has an extra den, bedroom, and potty room. also, a fabulous backyard. however, the catch is we have to paint the new house and pack the old house. meanwhile, i am still doing physical therapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, the physical therapy story. so, i decided since i was post &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;partum&lt;/span&gt; to partake in some hard-core exercising at the local gym...well, little did i know my knees were so weak they weren't able to absorb the shock...thus, i have to go to physical therapy 3 days a week. my hamstrings are a heck of a lot stronger. i am thinking that training for marathons (my goal) might be accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the busy pool life. we are moving. yup. to add on to it...i am volunteering at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;vbs&lt;/span&gt; next week &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;amidst&lt;/span&gt; all the moving. then off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;canadian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;tx&lt;/span&gt; for some small town festival for the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. afterwards, i am going to come home unpack, get ready to travel to hominy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;oklahoma&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;yipee&lt;/span&gt;. i can't wait. although, where i am going is a mile from a max security prison. signs line the road saying "hitchhikers may be escaped prisoners" or something like that....nothing like feeling at home. if i were an escapee i would visit the casino next door...win some money...then pay a person to take me somewhere. just saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore, blogging is going to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;sparse&lt;/span&gt;. sorry. however, i will try to post a few more with pics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-3480460610019490704?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/3480460610019490704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=3480460610019490704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/3480460610019490704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/3480460610019490704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-life.html' title='our life'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjaN8WDneGI/AAAAAAAAAes/rShfxYTLcFQ/s72-c/softball+341.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-9085571378780036083</id><published>2009-06-11T13:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T13:22:06.797-05:00</updated><title type='text'>itsy</title><content type='html'>yesterday, we added a member to our species collection. we have 2 dogs, a cat (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;preggers&lt;/span&gt; too), about 20 fish, and now...introducing '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;itsy&lt;/span&gt;'. this is how we got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;itsy&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;juju&lt;/span&gt; and i were on our way to have girl time with pie and coffee and j saw a spider on the side of the road a little ways from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;t's&lt;/span&gt; parents driveway. i called t and he rushed to come get it...they put &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;itsy&lt;/span&gt; in a mason jar and punched holes on the top. when i took j back &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ry&lt;/span&gt; was THRILLED with her new pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjFJlLI-CgI/AAAAAAAAAeM/jfpgTx5v7IM/s1600-h/softball+443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjFJlLI-CgI/AAAAAAAAAeM/jfpgTx5v7IM/s400/softball+443.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346135135659887106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;first thing in the morning she wanted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;itsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjFJkrPf8eI/AAAAAAAAAeE/Kq4y5CUDRdo/s1600-h/softball+441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjFJkrPf8eI/AAAAAAAAAeE/Kq4y5CUDRdo/s400/softball+441.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346135127097340386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjFJkX1DejI/AAAAAAAAAd8/Asppv-shBw0/s1600-h/softball+449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjFJkX1DejI/AAAAAAAAAd8/Asppv-shBw0/s400/softball+449.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346135121886149170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;itsy&lt;/span&gt; goes where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i never thought i would have a house full of animals. t and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ry&lt;/span&gt; are going to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;itsy&lt;/span&gt; a home today for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ry&lt;/span&gt; to keep him. he's a male. that's what t says and i wouldn't doubt that he would know. i can honestly say that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ry&lt;/span&gt; is her father's daughter. do i want a pet named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;itsy&lt;/span&gt;? pretty much no. however, it is great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ry&lt;/span&gt; has such a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;fascination&lt;/span&gt; with God's creations...whether it is a bug, insect, snake, fish, spiders, and all others...she loves them.&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/1492751713861407866-9085571378780036083?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/9085571378780036083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=9085571378780036083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/9085571378780036083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/9085571378780036083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/06/itsy.html' title='itsy'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SjFJlLI-CgI/AAAAAAAAAeM/jfpgTx5v7IM/s72-c/softball+443.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-4659275006637651554</id><published>2009-05-25T22:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T22:33:40.141-05:00</updated><title type='text'>zoo time.</title><content type='html'>we decided to go to the zoo this past &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;...which is like an hour and 15-20 min or so away.  we got there pretty late around 3 and there was major parking overflow and the sheriff was blocking the entrance. tucker and i almost decided to leave...we decided to stay cause of our handy dandy zoo membership. we've already got our money worth of trips to the zoo plus it helps out the zoo!! :D we were walking in and the sheriff's left...meaning people were starting to leave...there was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;flyer&lt;/span&gt; stating the zoo was actually open till 8 pm on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;saturday's&lt;/span&gt; through the summer. what a great idea!?!?!? we grabbed something to eat at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;rainforest's&lt;/span&gt; canopy...there wasn't any healthy options either!! boo. we then went to the dinosaur exhibit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ry&lt;/span&gt; would absolutely go banana's for it...she did till the huge t-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;rex&lt;/span&gt; let out a big roar and started moving. she wanted out of the stroller and into daddy's arms!! did i mention this booger isn't scared of much? she loves bugs, snakes, dinosaurs, animals, ....she doesn't mind the dark either...but these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dino's&lt;/span&gt; were pretty scary to her and most of the kids there. i looked around and all the small kids were peeing in their pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ShteGLMrc_I/AAAAAAAAAcs/DfcdNv8HGMc/s1600-h/apr+509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ShteGLMrc_I/AAAAAAAAAcs/DfcdNv8HGMc/s400/apr+509.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339965243356050418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ry&lt;/span&gt; leaped into daddy's arms!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ShteF4aQ-II/AAAAAAAAAck/Cv_EzaOCZWQ/s1600-h/apr+504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ShteF4aQ-II/AAAAAAAAAck/Cv_EzaOCZWQ/s400/apr+504.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339965238312761474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this t-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;rex&lt;/span&gt; was pretty big...big enough to scare booger face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ShteFlhFnQI/AAAAAAAAAcc/nHcOES9hnHI/s1600-h/apr+542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ShteFlhFnQI/AAAAAAAAAcc/nHcOES9hnHI/s400/apr+542.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339965233241103618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably one of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt; pics ever...i love the movement of it and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ellie&lt;/span&gt; flapping through the breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ShteFFJ3LVI/AAAAAAAAAcU/ZwjU09AQvZU/s1600-h/apr+551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ShteFFJ3LVI/AAAAAAAAAcU/ZwjU09AQvZU/s400/apr+551.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339965224553753938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mommy and booger face....we hardly have pics together cause i am always the one behind the camera...i love capturing pics of her and her awesome daddy pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;zoo trips are always fun. daddy pool LOVES the zoo and his protege runny-nose. this was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;dylan's&lt;/span&gt; first and she slept in the sling the whole time. i was literally exhausted carrying her around. i do love spending time with hubby pool and our sweet darlings.&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/1492751713861407866-4659275006637651554?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/4659275006637651554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=4659275006637651554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/4659275006637651554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/4659275006637651554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/05/zoo-time.html' title='zoo time.'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ShteGLMrc_I/AAAAAAAAAcs/DfcdNv8HGMc/s72-c/apr+509.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-9201178133980219603</id><published>2009-05-16T06:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T06:36:45.224-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am tired. the only thing that gets me through is coffee. blah humbug!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-9201178133980219603?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/9201178133980219603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=9201178133980219603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/9201178133980219603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/9201178133980219603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-6810673951819861967</id><published>2009-05-11T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T22:02:38.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>true love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SgjmrFqickI/AAAAAAAAAb0/qPqPyO4FxPM/s1600-h/apr+197-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 388px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SgjmrFqickI/AAAAAAAAAb0/qPqPyO4FxPM/s400/apr+197-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334767386549711426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ryan &lt;3's papa&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/1492751713861407866-6810673951819861967?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/6810673951819861967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=6810673951819861967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/6810673951819861967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/6810673951819861967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/05/true-love.html' title='true love'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SgjmrFqickI/AAAAAAAAAb0/qPqPyO4FxPM/s72-c/apr+197-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-3556937090331021319</id><published>2009-05-11T21:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:59:46.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mother's day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SgjklvQ1KcI/AAAAAAAAAbs/I0lMCFnkynw/s1600-h/apr+221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SgjklvQ1KcI/AAAAAAAAAbs/I0lMCFnkynw/s400/apr+221.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334765095613704642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what i found when i got up. flowers. card. and the white paper is a load of coupons. here is the list of coupons:::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;one car wash- from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt;. ford&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;one breakfast in bed- from butch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;one lawn mowing- from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;martha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stewart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;one hubby does dishes- from cascade&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 whole house clean- from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt;. clean&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 whole day off hubby has kiddos- from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hugh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;jackman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;one movie night- from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;darth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 date nights- from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dr&lt;/span&gt;. love&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 night off completely- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;susan&lt;/span&gt; b&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 hubby does laundry- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;oprah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 back messages- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;oprah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;also, not pictured....my new brook running shoes!! can't wait for those babies. this has to be one great mothers day....and the first one that one of our kids actually said "happy mother's day" with a hug and a kiss. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-3556937090331021319?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/3556937090331021319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=3556937090331021319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/3556937090331021319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/3556937090331021319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day.html' title='mother&apos;s day'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SgjklvQ1KcI/AAAAAAAAAbs/I0lMCFnkynw/s72-c/apr+221.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-7897580398144557343</id><published>2009-05-11T21:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:51:52.527-05:00</updated><title type='text'>$1=insanity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SgjjB-8tYZI/AAAAAAAAAbk/BJXc7K-80w8/s1600-h/apr+232-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SgjjB-8tYZI/AAAAAAAAAbk/BJXc7K-80w8/s400/apr+232-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334763381837357458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;the recorder cost $1&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the recorder is the $1 that made her parents lose our minds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;these are tap shoes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we know where she is at all times with tap shoes on...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when i bring out the camera she poses&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the tutu is my favorite girly object of her's&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;this girl stole my heart&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;this is my one of my  joy's in life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;she is still crazy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;but still my joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-7897580398144557343?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/7897580398144557343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=7897580398144557343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/7897580398144557343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/7897580398144557343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/05/1insanity.html' title='$1=insanity'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SgjjB-8tYZI/AAAAAAAAAbk/BJXc7K-80w8/s72-c/apr+232-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-6188316410698095154</id><published>2009-05-11T21:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:45:05.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the side line....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SgjiTrK0pMI/AAAAAAAAAbc/KIxZ-iY6xRk/s1600-h/apr+173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SgjiTrK0pMI/AAAAAAAAAbc/KIxZ-iY6xRk/s400/apr+173.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334762586253862082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were sad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SgjiTV9C4cI/AAAAAAAAAbU/1xzxPjoXCx0/s1600-h/apr+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SgjiTV9C4cI/AAAAAAAAAbU/1xzxPjoXCx0/s400/apr+132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334762580558930370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;jess&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; watching the most annoying show "little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Einsteins&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SgjiTIcKNQI/AAAAAAAAAbM/3ACbh1p1dv0/s1600-h/apr+131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SgjiTIcKNQI/AAAAAAAAAbM/3ACbh1p1dv0/s400/apr+131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334762576931337474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the pool boys along with the top of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nancy's&lt;/span&gt; head.&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/1492751713861407866-6188316410698095154?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/6188316410698095154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=6188316410698095154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/6188316410698095154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/6188316410698095154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/05/side-line.html' title='the side line....'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SgjiTrK0pMI/AAAAAAAAAbc/KIxZ-iY6xRk/s72-c/apr+173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-5753670314669966838</id><published>2009-05-11T21:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:40:03.542-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ju ju germs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sgjgn92hS-I/AAAAAAAAAbE/xgysXLFZ1HI/s1600-h/apr+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sgjgn92hS-I/AAAAAAAAAbE/xgysXLFZ1HI/s400/apr+149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334760735843109858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this past weekend was the end of season and tournament. by which, the strikers took home 1st place!! you go girls!! here are some picks of the game &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;. oh, by the way...this weekend wasn't lovely weather...it was wet and cold....drizzly...blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sgjgnnlsc-I/AAAAAAAAAa8/0hm2faUMS_8/s1600-h/apr+141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sgjgnnlsc-I/AAAAAAAAAa8/0hm2faUMS_8/s400/apr+141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334760729866957794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pushing of the girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SgjgnQZpjlI/AAAAAAAAAa0/VrkOkE4Som4/s1600-h/apr+146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SgjgnQZpjlI/AAAAAAAAAa0/VrkOkE4Som4/s400/apr+146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334760723642420818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bringing the ball down....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SgjgnLfZ5OI/AAAAAAAAAas/AaT3eZl9EaI/s1600-h/apr+153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SgjgnLfZ5OI/AAAAAAAAAas/AaT3eZl9EaI/s400/apr+153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334760722324382946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i like this picture cause it shows off her muscles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sgjgm0t6zvI/AAAAAAAAAak/ZJ_O2YXcv5I/s1600-h/apr+141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sgjgm0t6zvI/AAAAAAAAAak/ZJ_O2YXcv5I/s400/apr+141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334760716211244786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this one cause it's simply a good shot of her trying to win the ball...&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/1492751713861407866-5753670314669966838?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/5753670314669966838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=5753670314669966838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/5753670314669966838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/5753670314669966838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/05/ju-ju-germs.html' title='ju ju germs'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sgjgn92hS-I/AAAAAAAAAbE/xgysXLFZ1HI/s72-c/apr+149.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-9044085145454486576</id><published>2009-04-30T18:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T21:43:57.588-05:00</updated><title type='text'>KITTIES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sfpg9Kk_itI/AAAAAAAAAaY/VlxOrXDnJ1s/s1600-h/apr+150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sfpg9Kk_itI/AAAAAAAAAaY/VlxOrXDnJ1s/s400/apr+150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330679712874203858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sfpg8xe4K7I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/oMs8YCxAFck/s1600-h/apr+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sfpg8xe4K7I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/oMs8YCxAFck/s400/apr+149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330679706137668530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girls found kitties at ryan's granny's house and this is what happened. i am glad she isn't old enough to beg to take them all home!&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/1492751713861407866-9044085145454486576?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/9044085145454486576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=9044085145454486576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/9044085145454486576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/9044085145454486576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/04/kitties.html' title='KITTIES'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sfpg9Kk_itI/AAAAAAAAAaY/VlxOrXDnJ1s/s72-c/apr+150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-4378690483163252200</id><published>2009-04-30T18:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T18:27:41.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the shelf</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SfoycbyZVyI/AAAAAAAAAaI/4TjLMX1LL_E/s1600-h/apr+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SfoycbyZVyI/AAAAAAAAAaI/4TjLMX1LL_E/s400/apr+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330628573023262498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ry's&lt;/span&gt; new shelf...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;courtesy&lt;/span&gt; of pa pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SfoycHYOwJI/AAAAAAAAAaA/mRae4iuJBfQ/s1600-h/apr+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SfoycHYOwJI/AAAAAAAAAaA/mRae4iuJBfQ/s400/apr+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330628567544807570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this pic is funny cause THIS is what happens to papa when he gets around ryan...a big pieces of mush....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SfoybxZ-17I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/iOi-g2D72u4/s1600-h/apr+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SfoybxZ-17I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/iOi-g2D72u4/s400/apr+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330628561646573490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now here is ryan helping papa work on her shelf. she is so proud of this shelf...she wakes up at talks about her house self.&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/1492751713861407866-4378690483163252200?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/4378690483163252200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=4378690483163252200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/4378690483163252200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/4378690483163252200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/04/shelf.html' title='the shelf'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SfoycbyZVyI/AAAAAAAAAaI/4TjLMX1LL_E/s72-c/apr+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-6898129527231283775</id><published>2009-04-25T19:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T20:00:02.314-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ok weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SfOxzaBmO-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/LfMM9h5Arwg/s1600-h/apr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SfOxzaBmO-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/LfMM9h5Arwg/s400/apr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328798280826895330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this happened to western oklahoma.&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/1492751713861407866-6898129527231283775?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/6898129527231283775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=6898129527231283775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/6898129527231283775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/6898129527231283775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-weather.html' title='ok weather'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SfOxzaBmO-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/LfMM9h5Arwg/s72-c/apr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-7185702395981790303</id><published>2009-04-23T14:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:07:49.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>funky town</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SfC76_-bmDI/AAAAAAAAAZo/U4FA6OK2QUo/s1600-h/apr+417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SfC76_-bmDI/AAAAAAAAAZo/U4FA6OK2QUo/s400/apr+417.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327964981459392562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was mad cause she wanted to go to funky town with her sister.&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/1492751713861407866-7185702395981790303?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/7185702395981790303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=7185702395981790303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/7185702395981790303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/7185702395981790303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/04/funky-town.html' title='funky town'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SfC76_-bmDI/AAAAAAAAAZo/U4FA6OK2QUo/s72-c/apr+417.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-5784017871164366181</id><published>2009-04-23T14:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:03:53.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>boot camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt; i started a little thing called boot camp to get my '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;boot'ie&lt;/span&gt; into shape. i haven't worked out in so long...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;anyhoo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt; we did arms and i thought i was going to die after with soreness, yet, i think picking up kids has kept me in shape pretty well!! not too bad! :D i missed yesterday. i have had some funky stomach virus...tucker had to stay home from work i was so sick. i went again today and we did arms...bi's and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tri's&lt;/span&gt;. i am hoping not to be too sore. i hope this makes me feel better about myself and get rid of all this flab stuff!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-5784017871164366181?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/5784017871164366181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=5784017871164366181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/5784017871164366181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/5784017871164366181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/04/boot-camp.html' title='boot camp'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-7448687228031704927</id><published>2009-04-23T13:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:00:47.801-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SfC5ALxIHcI/AAAAAAAAAZg/TeYNxovHpZY/s1600-h/apr+418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SfC5ALxIHcI/AAAAAAAAAZg/TeYNxovHpZY/s400/apr+418.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327961771989278146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't she silly??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SfC4_02o-fI/AAAAAAAAAZY/2ubP3kMmKlE/s1600-h/apr+421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SfC4_02o-fI/AAAAAAAAAZY/2ubP3kMmKlE/s400/apr+421.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327961765838387698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is after the movie...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; LOVED LOVED LOVED the experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SfC4_YCBedI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/jqw5X-43ESM/s1600-h/apr+432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SfC4_YCBedI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/jqw5X-43ESM/s400/apr+432.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327961758101502418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the sky on the way home. looks worse that it was...we just got sprinkles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;this past &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; we took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; to her second movie ever...the first being 300 when she was approximately &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dylan's&lt;/span&gt; age. she slept through it and didn't get to enjoy the scenery. we watched 'monsters vs aliens'. i didn't quite know what to expect with her however, she sat on her daddy's lap with her popcorn and drink quietly and watched the movie. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dylan&lt;/span&gt; slept through the entire thing. all in all, fun experience. as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; gets older it's so much fun doing more things like the movies, going to the zoo and her recognize animals from books, reading longer books, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;playdoh&lt;/span&gt;, coloring with markers, there is much more to do now which makes activities even more fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Canadian&lt;/span&gt; for tucker and the girls grandmother's birthday. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; was quite entertaining to all her aunts, uncles, and grandparents. she sang 'i am a little teapot', 'wheels on the bus', and 'twinkle twinkle'....the took a bow after each song...then made everyone in the room take a bow. she is silly. grandmother was happy we visited and we got to see some family so the weekend was good.&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/1492751713861407866-7448687228031704927?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/7448687228031704927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=7448687228031704927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/7448687228031704927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/7448687228031704927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/04/movies.html' title='the movies'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SfC5ALxIHcI/AAAAAAAAAZg/TeYNxovHpZY/s72-c/apr+418.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-8107904561806414189</id><published>2009-04-23T13:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T13:49:31.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the nursery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SfC3dfKMVaI/AAAAAAAAAZI/mPC_yEJwvZM/s1600-h/apr+488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SfC3dfKMVaI/AAAAAAAAAZI/mPC_yEJwvZM/s400/apr+488.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327960076387636642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;awww&lt;/span&gt; aren't they sweet together??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SfC3dP7ENaI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Y583xgXcU64/s1600-h/apr+484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SfC3dP7ENaI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Y583xgXcU64/s400/apr+484.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327960072297657762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't capture too many shots at the nursery but i thought this one was funny. that's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; trying to give &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;izzy&lt;/span&gt; a kiss but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;izzy&lt;/span&gt; didn't want a kiss...note &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;izzy's&lt;/span&gt; face. i love their loving relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-8107904561806414189?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/8107904561806414189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=8107904561806414189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/8107904561806414189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/8107904561806414189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/04/nursery.html' title='the nursery'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SfC3dfKMVaI/AAAAAAAAAZI/mPC_yEJwvZM/s72-c/apr+488.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-2408330961117508712</id><published>2009-04-20T08:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T08:41:03.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4 years ago, i think back and wonder if someone asked me if i would be married  and have two gorgeous girls. i would've said absolutely not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 years ago, something tragic happened. april 15th  Richard Joel Brothers passed away. who is this guy? well, i had complicated fortune to living with one of my greatest friend's parents after graduating high school after some un-necessary fighting with my own family. they welcomed me into their house with WIDE OPEN arms. i stayed that summer before attending OU in the fall. Ronda and Joel allowed me to come to their house during breaks, spend holidays, called me checking on me during the school year...i simply never left. this family treated me like their own...making me learn to change a tire, check the oil in my car, mow the yard, make a budget, cook, clean, cut wood...i hated it....seriously HATED IT....yet, i admit, i am a better woman because of them. why? it helped me by learning UNCONDITIONAL love, how to be a strong woman yet submissive to my husband. what family time really means....how arguments will always happen but family is always there to give you another hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 years ago, an oil derrick took joels life. he was a strong man. a kind man. he was humorous, gentle, loving, sweet, and smart. the man who loved his wife dearingly, sweetly, and kindly. i remember how they still looked at each other. laughed at another. held each other. i would get squeamish...but now that's what i want from my husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the man who LOVES his son. scott. who loved him no matter what. who goofed around with him...who would listen to scott no matter how busy and keep his secrets. who went to every thing of scotts...who kept up at night thinking about him when he knew scott was having a tough time. he loved scott with all this heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will never forget that night. scott and i held each other...we held ronda. we decided letting go was the better deal. but we will NEVER EVER forget him no matter how many times he embarrassed me...i will remember all the secrets he held of mine, loved me, hugged me, worried about me, protected me, fixing my car, taking me to work when my car was broke, making me mow, telling boys to never ever call his house cause he knew they were bad eggs, telling stupid STUPID jokes only he thought was funny, having belching contests, almost taking me home from taking me to college cause i cried so hard, walking in to the house with him listening to enya, and i will always love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know if i would ever get pass this hurt...loss....watching others hurt and feeling lost. i met tucker 2 months later....he has shown me that unconditional love i desired...that i had be taught. God knew what he was doing....and i am thankful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-2408330961117508712?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/2408330961117508712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=2408330961117508712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/2408330961117508712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/2408330961117508712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/04/4-years-ago-i-think-back-and-wonder-if.html' title=''/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-7994629988986021518</id><published>2009-04-17T22:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T23:01:45.802-05:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday number 27</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SelNmvtGYjI/AAAAAAAAAY4/w5n5zt60gac/s1600-h/apr+282.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week was the arrival of my 27&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday. :(  i have to admit....maybe quite possibly the most bad birthday ever. first of all, daddy pool didn't tell me 'happy birthday' till almost 1 in the afternoon after i took him to work in the morning. he then told &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; to tell me 'happy birthday' and she sang the whole song to me!! :D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;adeline&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cylina&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;izzy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ethan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt;, and i went to eat at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;wong's&lt;/span&gt;. they surprised me with some yummy smelly dish detergent and hand soap. i am in love with the soap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tucker told me to dress nice to go to the city and i asked him why...he said cause he was going to take me out to eat and to have the girls ready to go to their grandparents when he got off work. okay, the problem...i am not fancy....i am a small-town chick that has never been to a fancy place except on prom night and we went to the petroleum club in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tulsa&lt;/span&gt; (fun times). also, i had not showered....showers with a toddler and a newborn are almost non-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;existant&lt;/span&gt;. third...why go spend that money when we could eat at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;applebee's&lt;/span&gt;? anything is better than the town we live in. right? well, daddy pool got his feelings hurt and we ended up going nowhere. we stayed at home. forth reason, my parents didn't even call me on my birthday, nor the day after, or the day after that...a week later and no happy birthday. my good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; birthday didn't hold true to a good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;. i did end up with some flowers. daddy pool talks about getting me a camera for my birthday...we will see. however, i found out that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;aerosmith&lt;/span&gt; is coming to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;TULSa&lt;/span&gt;....holy crazy cow...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;steven&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;joe&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;tulsa&lt;/span&gt;...maybe i might end up with tickets since he feels really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all....it was another day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SelNmvtGYjI/AAAAAAAAAY4/w5n5zt60gac/s1600-h/apr+282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SelNmvtGYjI/AAAAAAAAAY4/w5n5zt60gac/s400/apr+282.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325873362378318386" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-7994629988986021518?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/7994629988986021518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=7994629988986021518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/7994629988986021518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/7994629988986021518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/04/birthday-number-27.html' title='birthday number 27'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SelNmvtGYjI/AAAAAAAAAY4/w5n5zt60gac/s72-c/apr+282.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-7913706652335303095</id><published>2009-04-17T21:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T22:38:34.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>brownie smiles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SelHw-53CZI/AAAAAAAAAXw/2k686EN_1xQ/s1600-h/apr+371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SelHw-53CZI/AAAAAAAAAXw/2k686EN_1xQ/s400/apr+371.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325866941187295634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the end above...such a wonderful view of her pearly whites before we scrubbed off all the chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt; good. she's been eating well and i thought "hey, i am going to treat her to a brownie". majority of the time we don't have much junk food in the house but i have a junkie named daddy pool. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; had popcorn chicken, yogurt, and apples...made a happy plate so she got her treat. the photos you are about to see was over a 5 second time lapse. brace yourself for the images you are about to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SelC3Vy2RHI/AAAAAAAAAXg/fFuBxMrTAgo/s1600-h/apr+364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SelC3CnPEkI/AAAAAAAAAXY/8lj_M7-_ySE/s400/apr+365.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325861547703996994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SelC22tRteI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/EtL-S60MpWU/s1600-h/apr+367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SelC22tRteI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/EtL-S60MpWU/s400/apr+367.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325861544508110306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SelC2sTORoI/AAAAAAAAAXI/hxMqPNH_tLU/s1600-h/apr+368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SelC2sTORoI/AAAAAAAAAXI/hxMqPNH_tLU/s400/apr+368.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325861541714478722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-7913706652335303095?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/7913706652335303095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=7913706652335303095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/7913706652335303095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/7913706652335303095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/04/brownie-smiles.html' title='brownie smiles'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SelHw-53CZI/AAAAAAAAAXw/2k686EN_1xQ/s72-c/apr+371.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-3836088079605984905</id><published>2009-04-17T12:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T12:38:07.891-05:00</updated><title type='text'>this is pretty funny about oklahoma.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Love The Summer? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poolville, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Sunray, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Want Something To Eat? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corn, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Grainola, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Hominy, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Olive, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;South Coffeeville, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Sweetwater, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Cookietown, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why Travel To Other Cities? Oklahoma Has Them All! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleveland, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Orlando, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Miami, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Pittsburgh, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Santa Fe, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;St. Louis, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Chattanooga, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Peoria, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Burbank, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Fargo, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't Forget The Wildlife! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wolfe, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Eagle, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Buffalo, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Fox, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Bison, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Deer Creek, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Elk City, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;We Have A Town Named After A Number... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forty-One, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And A Town Who's Letter's Don't Spell Anything.... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IXL, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And For The Sportsman Who Wants To Get Away&lt;br /&gt;From It All... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fisherman's Paradise, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;We Even Have A City Named After Earth's Only Satellite! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moon, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And A City Named After Our State! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oklahoma City, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Feeling A Bit Chilly? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Slick, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Cold Springs, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oklahoma Is Full Of Love! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovedale, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Loveland, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Lovell, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Bigheart, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Loyal, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Like To Read About The Presidents? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adams, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Taylor, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Fillmore, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Grant, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Taft, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Johnson, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Lincoln, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Jefferson, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Reagan, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Wilson, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Roosevelt, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Carter, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Clinton, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Washington, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other City Names In Oklahoma To Make You Smile..... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frogville, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Loco, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Bushyhead, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Bugtussle, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Hooker, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Slaughterville, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Bowlegs, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Slapout, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And Regardless What Side Of The Fence You're On... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gay, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Straight, Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Here Are Some Little Known But Very Interesting Facts About Oklahoma. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The bread twist tie was invented in Maysville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The shopping cart was invented in Ardmore in 1936.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The nation's first parking meter was intalled in Oklahoma City in&lt;br /&gt;1935.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The first Girl Scout Cookie was sold in Muskogee in 1917.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Cimarron County, located in the Oklahoma Panhandle, is the only&lt;br /&gt;county in the U.S. bordered by 4 separate states...Texas, New&lt;br /&gt;Mexico, Colorado &amp;amp; Kansas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The Oklahoma State Capital is the only capital in the U.S. with&lt;br /&gt;working oil wells on its grounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Boise City, Oklahoma was the only city in the United States to&lt;br /&gt;be bombed during World War II. On Monday night, July 5, 1943, at&lt;br /&gt;12:30 a.m., a B-17 Bomber based at Dalhart Army Air Base, Texas,&lt;br /&gt;dropped six practice bombs on the sleeping town, mistaking the city&lt;br /&gt;lights as target lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. WKY Radio in Oklahoma City was the first radio station&lt;br /&gt;transmitting west of the Mississippi River.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The nation's first 'Tornado Warning' was issued on March 25,&lt;br /&gt;1948 in Oklahoma City minutes before a devastating tornado. Because&lt;br /&gt;of the warning, no lives were lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Oklahoma has the largest Native American population of any state&lt;br /&gt;in the U.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. The name 'Oklahoma' comes from two Choctaw words...okla meaning&lt;br /&gt;'people' andhumma meaning 'red'. So the name means, 'Red People.'&lt;br /&gt;The name was approved in 1890.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Oklahoma produced more astronauts than any other state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Oklahoma has more man made lakes than any other state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. During the 'Land Rush', Oklahoma City went from a vast, open&lt;br /&gt;prairie to a city of over 10,000 in a single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The nation's first traffic 'Yield' sign was erected in Tulsa on&lt;br /&gt;a trial basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Pensacola Dam is the longest multi-arched dam in the world at&lt;br /&gt;6,565 feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. The 'Port of Catoosa' (just north of Tulsa) is the largest&lt;br /&gt;inland port in America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. The aerosol can was invented in Bartlesville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Per square mile, Oklahoma has more tornadoes than any other&lt;br /&gt;place in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. The highest wind speed ever recorded on earth was in Moore,&lt;br /&gt;Oklahoma on May 3rd. 1999 during the Oklahoma City F-5 tornado.&lt;br /&gt;Wind speed was clocked at 318 mph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. The 'Will Rogers World Airport' and the 'Wiley Post Airport'&lt;br /&gt;are both named after two famous Okies....both killed in an airplane&lt;br /&gt;crash!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-3836088079605984905?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/3836088079605984905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=3836088079605984905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/3836088079605984905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/3836088079605984905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-pretty-funny-about-oklahoma.html' title='this is pretty funny about oklahoma.'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-2422609850906469550</id><published>2009-04-15T20:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T20:57:24.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>today...</title><content type='html'>today was BUSY!!! for some reason, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; and i accomplished much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;we painted&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we colored&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we folded laundry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we rested&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we cleaned mommy and daddy's room&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we held each other&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we played with her figures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we made &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ellie&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;elliot&lt;/span&gt; dance with another&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we ate&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we went to church&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we played like she was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hotdog&lt;/span&gt;...i got to squirt mustard on her (pretend)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we came home to a waiting daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SeaO-WMBIRI/AAAAAAAAAXA/mLQrS6z33P0/s1600-h/apr+349-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SeaO-WMBIRI/AAAAAAAAAXA/mLQrS6z33P0/s400/apr+349-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325100811171209490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;FAV&lt;/span&gt; pics of her...she loves our bed. she watched curious &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;george&lt;/span&gt; on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the glitter mess we cleaned up after painting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SeaO-PrhPRI/AAAAAAAAAW4/3PN2O_uXZCg/s1600-h/apr+342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SeaO-PrhPRI/AAAAAAAAAW4/3PN2O_uXZCg/s400/apr+342.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325100809424289042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-2422609850906469550?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/2422609850906469550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=2422609850906469550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/2422609850906469550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/2422609850906469550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/04/today.html' title='today...'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SeaO-WMBIRI/AAAAAAAAAXA/mLQrS6z33P0/s72-c/apr+349-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-230682387282508201</id><published>2009-04-07T11:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T11:18:39.808-05:00</updated><title type='text'>leia and her twin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sdt8bO9cosI/AAAAAAAAAWw/zmBumjeJ0lw/s1600-h/apr+056-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sdt8bO9cosI/AAAAAAAAAWw/zmBumjeJ0lw/s400/apr+056-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321984191982510786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;leia&lt;/span&gt;....this is her twin 'lady'. i thought i would share this striking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;likeness&lt;/span&gt; with all. :D&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/1492751713861407866-230682387282508201?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/230682387282508201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=230682387282508201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/230682387282508201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/230682387282508201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/04/leia-and-her-twin.html' title='leia and her twin'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sdt8bO9cosI/AAAAAAAAAWw/zmBumjeJ0lw/s72-c/apr+056-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-5767777871733241511</id><published>2009-04-06T21:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T21:36:21.912-05:00</updated><title type='text'>maya wrap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sdq76TrFTaI/AAAAAAAAAWo/NW2jLbEGBVU/s1600-h/apr+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sdq76TrFTaI/AAAAAAAAAWo/NW2jLbEGBVU/s400/apr+088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321772520079445410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;they make them for kids too.... :D thanks adeline!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-5767777871733241511?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/5767777871733241511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=5767777871733241511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/5767777871733241511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/5767777871733241511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/04/maya-wrap.html' title='maya wrap'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sdq76TrFTaI/AAAAAAAAAWo/NW2jLbEGBVU/s72-c/apr+088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-990488996410835183</id><published>2009-04-05T19:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T19:14:22.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>good stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SdlIG8c618I/AAAAAAAAAWg/hF2JuCaZVl0/s1600-h/wrap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SdlIG8c618I/AAAAAAAAAWg/hF2JuCaZVl0/s400/wrap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321363718858790850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ever heard of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;maya&lt;/span&gt; wrap?? yes, this is a sling to carry babies in...i thought my friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;adeline&lt;/span&gt; was crazy for always wearing this thing like it was a part of her body. fate struck me this past &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;. i tried it on with little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dylan&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;a href="http://www.mayawrap.com/products.php"&gt;wrap&lt;/a&gt; and i am now a believer. if you have a baby, pregnant...BUY THIS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mayawrap.com/products.php"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SdlIG9iBaVI/AAAAAAAAAWY/s_6XBM16MmA/s400/OriginalMayaWrapsmall.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321363719148628306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;there are tons of ways to wear this wrap too...look uncomfortable...but absolutely not!! comfy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. adeline...you are horribe for not converting me sooner! i still love you though. (hippies for life yo)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-990488996410835183?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/990488996410835183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=990488996410835183' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/990488996410835183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/990488996410835183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-stuff.html' title='good stuff'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SdlIG8c618I/AAAAAAAAAWg/hF2JuCaZVl0/s72-c/wrap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-1244212058735813250</id><published>2009-04-05T14:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T19:02:31.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>jake's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SdkLE0MYfaI/AAAAAAAAAWI/aoXmFhzox1Y/s1600-h/etc+287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SdkLE0MYfaI/AAAAAAAAAWI/aoXmFhzox1Y/s400/etc+287.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321296612072914338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;uncle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;jake&lt;/span&gt;-o is now 21!! congrats to him and those who have put up with him for 21 years. just kidding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;jake&lt;/span&gt;...wait a minute...no i am not. :D uncle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;jake&lt;/span&gt; let &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; blow out his candles. this has been an obsession since tucker let her blow out his on his birthday last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;october&lt;/span&gt;. i can't keep a candle lit to save my life with little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ry&lt;/span&gt;...today she witnessed the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; workers singing 'happy birthday' to an unwilling participant...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; wondered where the candles were! no one's birthday is safe anymore!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-1244212058735813250?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/1244212058735813250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=1244212058735813250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/1244212058735813250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/1244212058735813250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/04/jakes-birthday.html' title='jake&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SdkLE0MYfaI/AAAAAAAAAWI/aoXmFhzox1Y/s72-c/etc+287.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-7266922054561874665</id><published>2009-03-27T15:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T15:27:46.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sc02POev3VI/AAAAAAAAAV4/PHday9pcePI/s1600-h/etc+259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sc02POev3VI/AAAAAAAAAV4/PHday9pcePI/s400/etc+259.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317966370207423826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;isn't she uncontrollably sweet??? oh baby dylan we love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1492751713861407866-7266922054561874665?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/7266922054561874665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=7266922054561874665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/7266922054561874665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/7266922054561874665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/03/isnt-she-uncontrollably-sweet-oh-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sc02POev3VI/AAAAAAAAAV4/PHday9pcePI/s72-c/etc+259.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-393321013230558479</id><published>2009-03-27T15:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T15:24:23.368-05:00</updated><title type='text'>potty training</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt; i decided to potty train &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt;. she has been showing major symptoms of a need to train. i have been collecting panties with cute characters like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;elmo&lt;/span&gt;, hello kitty, frogs, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;minnie&lt;/span&gt; mouse, and etc.. we tried the big girl panties on and she was THRILLED to be wearing them. i simply tell her go to the potty and she will sit for a LONG time. the first day we had plenty of accidents but a success with a number 2 in the potty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next morning, i was on the computer and she came and told me she went potty....i went to look and sure enough...it took us a day to have a successful trip to the potty by herself. i am sure there are going to be plenty of accidents...we've had a couple but she doesn't like being wet. oh i am so happy!! she is happy too of course...maybe not the way mommy and daddy are cause that is money we will be putting back in our pocket!! yippee!!! hopefully, i bought the last of the diapers. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-393321013230558479?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/393321013230558479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=393321013230558479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/393321013230558479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/393321013230558479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/03/potty-training.html' title='potty training'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-7196826471779835304</id><published>2009-03-24T13:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T13:48:57.301-05:00</updated><title type='text'>both kiddos taking a nap....</title><content type='html'>wow. both kiddo's taking a nap. i must be overly exhausted and dreaming. ha. the other day...i had an enormous epiphany. ryan needs to be potty trained. yes yes she does. i have been WANTING too...however, i made the choice to wait till baby Dylan was born so i wouldn't encounter regression. well, we started full throttle. this seriously happened the other day. saturday we were preparing for the city...i was getting ready...tucker went to the car to put the dvd player in...when he walked in ryan was standing there grunting...telling daddy "i poo poo i poo" then ran to the pantry...tucker asked to change her diaper only for ry to tell him "go that way". what a squirt. thus, i have realized many months ago that ry needs trained. advoiding the issue no further...ryan and i are on adventures of potty training.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sckp0U-a9JI/AAAAAAAAAVw/4Jh_a241s9Q/s1600-h/etc+249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sckp0U-a9JI/AAAAAAAAAVw/4Jh_a241s9Q/s400/etc+249.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316826814048040082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she isn't really pottying here...she is hanging out on the potty watching diego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sckpz3zUNnI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Glia7b60pMU/s1600-h/etc+237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sckpz3zUNnI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Glia7b60pMU/s400/etc+237.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316826806216832626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-7196826471779835304?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/7196826471779835304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=7196826471779835304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/7196826471779835304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/7196826471779835304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/03/both-kiddos-taking-nap.html' title='both kiddos taking a nap....'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sckp0U-a9JI/AAAAAAAAAVw/4Jh_a241s9Q/s72-c/etc+249.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-7476257742604269697</id><published>2009-03-23T14:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T14:39:16.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, i took a couple pictures the other day and thought i would share. isn't she adorable...sweet little baby girl.....but can you tell who the first two babies are?? which one is who??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Scfkiibcj4I/AAAAAAAAAVg/GpiziTPM_oo/s1600-h/CIMG1385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Scfkiibcj4I/AAAAAAAAAVg/GpiziTPM_oo/s400/CIMG1385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316469167142768514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ScfkiMriDlI/AAAAAAAAAVY/K_bHJcyz3Z8/s1600-h/etc+208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ScfkiMriDlI/AAAAAAAAAVY/K_bHJcyz3Z8/s400/etc+208.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316469161304657490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Scfkh6Pc9GI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/nj23hC97hfw/s1600-h/etc+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Scfkh6Pc9GI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/nj23hC97hfw/s400/etc+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316469156355044450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dylan's&lt;/span&gt; announcement picture...she gets an award for cooperating with the camera....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ScfkhcFNS9I/AAAAAAAAAVI/cdhA2xsaoKg/s1600-h/etc+233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ScfkhcFNS9I/AAAAAAAAAVI/cdhA2xsaoKg/s400/etc+233.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316469148259011538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a moment where i captured &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ryan's&lt;/span&gt; sweetness. she isn't ALWAYS sweet...she has moments...don't we all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, the answers.....the first is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ry&lt;/span&gt; and the second is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dylan&lt;/span&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/1492751713861407866-7476257742604269697?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/7476257742604269697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=7476257742604269697' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/7476257742604269697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/7476257742604269697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/03/well-i-took-couple-pictures-other-day.html' title=''/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Scfkiibcj4I/AAAAAAAAAVg/GpiziTPM_oo/s72-c/CIMG1385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-6249095200536425987</id><published>2009-03-20T10:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T12:14:45.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ScPMkIPDEWI/AAAAAAAAAVA/q_52dWKVi-Q/s1600-h/etc+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ScPMkIPDEWI/AAAAAAAAAVA/q_52dWKVi-Q/s400/etc+077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315316906285273442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; last weekend...we all went to izzy's party. she had a wonderful pooh party...honestly, i think she likes piglet over pooh...anyhoo, ryan and izzy are only 2 weeks apart in age. we get the girls together quite a bit and lately it seems as though they are starting to actually "play"...although, ryan struggles with sharing or walking up to izzy and taking something...all age appropriate, yet frustrating cause reasoning with a 2 yr old is like reasoning with a dog. hate to compare my kid to a dog...but sometimes they act the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the party, keith, nancy, and juju watched the girls while tucker and i went to the city for some "alone" time. we went to target...babiesrus...the mall...then tucker got all fancy on me and took me to jonny carino's (sp). we had the best ever delicious nachos italian style. i crave them now. glad we don't live close cause i would get extremely fat! definitely fun to spend time together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this past week...juju has been on spring break so she has came over several days. i miss her. she is growing up way too fast in my eyes. now she has so many things going on it's hard to catch her. right now she is doing track and soccer (middle school and league).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i plan on ordering announcements of dylan's birth...and birthday pic of ryan but i am waiting on getting my new camera. patience people!  i am getting a nikon d90 b/c it has a movie mode.  i so CAN'T wait. i want to dance a little jig dressed up as a leprechaun it makes me so happy to get a camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ScPKx7yhCEI/AAAAAAAAAU4/HpZpZyEw0Ls/s1600-h/etc+083-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ScPKx7yhCEI/AAAAAAAAAU4/HpZpZyEw0Ls/s400/etc+083-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315314944439289922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-6249095200536425987?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/6249095200536425987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=6249095200536425987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/6249095200536425987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/6249095200536425987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ScPMkIPDEWI/AAAAAAAAAVA/q_52dWKVi-Q/s72-c/etc+077.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-5363098064374011601</id><published>2009-03-19T09:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T09:39:58.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>dreaming of sleep</title><content type='html'>lately, i am a little sleep deprived. that's right. no sleep for momma pool. i am pretty sure my family wants to throw me in a tank of sharks cause i am a person that doesn't function well without sleep. i blame my lack of sleep on a little coocoo child named DYLAN! one night, she will sleep almost all the way through...the next she is blowing the roof off the house crying. for now...i will dream of sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-5363098064374011601?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/5363098064374011601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=5363098064374011601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/5363098064374011601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/5363098064374011601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/03/dreaming-of-sleep.html' title='dreaming of sleep'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-742687432018502634</id><published>2009-03-13T22:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T22:40:22.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>house full of girls....</title><content type='html'>everyone...here's the 411. the pool party is still adjusting to two precious little girls. Ryan has truly enjoyed having baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dylan&lt;/span&gt; at home. she is always interested in what baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dylan&lt;/span&gt; is doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SbsknxZf3HI/AAAAAAAAAUo/MWxWfkWZokE/s1600-h/feb09+627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SbsknxZf3HI/AAAAAAAAAUo/MWxWfkWZokE/s400/feb09+627.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312880451107413106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of the time it is this...SLEEPING...during the day though...not at night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sbsknq1KAOI/AAAAAAAAAUg/6DTZ8xaP0xg/s1600-h/feb09+642-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sbsknq1KAOI/AAAAAAAAAUg/6DTZ8xaP0xg/s400/feb09+642-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312880449344372962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this smile that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; gives...she is a nutter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SbsknXcK1aI/AAAAAAAAAUY/k0FVVIWsuhE/s1600-h/feb09+637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SbsknXcK1aI/AAAAAAAAAUY/k0FVVIWsuhE/s400/feb09+637.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312880444139296162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan LOVES to love on baby Dylan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SbsknOBeIMI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/_Kln_ZD5ecc/s1600-h/feb09+534-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 391px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SbsknOBeIMI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/_Kln_ZD5ecc/s400/feb09+534-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312880441611395266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this picture made this blog for several reasons. tucker's work gave Ryan this tricycle for her birthday....daddy put it together and rushed outside...when i mean rush...look at her shoes...then look at the chocolate chip cookie smeared on her face! turns out that little Ryan can't reach the peddles of her "car". maybe in a couple months??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i am feeling MILLIONS AND MILLIONS of times better than last week. i went for my two week check up yesterday and my incision is healing well. i get sore if i do to much but we have had a lazy week. i can't wait to be able to get back to my old self and not have 40 lbs making my back ache or surgical incisions making me sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tucker is holding in there...now he is stuck in a house full of wonderful and sweet girls....&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/1492751713861407866-742687432018502634?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/742687432018502634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=742687432018502634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/742687432018502634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/742687432018502634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/03/house-full-of-girls.html' title='house full of girls....'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SbsknxZf3HI/AAAAAAAAAUo/MWxWfkWZokE/s72-c/feb09+627.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-3025556422517369655</id><published>2009-03-10T13:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T13:31:56.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday party fun! :D</title><content type='html'>we had ryan's 2nd birthday party this past weekend! she enjoyed the party VERY much. we had a lot of out of town guests.....and guests from around here. tucker's family is enormous...i believe we had around 20 people...20 people who love ryan dearly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SbauOyt02LI/AAAAAAAAAUI/z_q0E-BZlF8/s1600-h/feb09+612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SbauOyt02LI/AAAAAAAAAUI/z_q0E-BZlF8/s400/feb09+612.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311624379685460146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eating some of kimmy's fantastic mickey cake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SbauOc0YFAI/AAAAAAAAAUA/lMz2L0cQu7I/s1600-h/feb09+618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SbauOc0YFAI/AAAAAAAAAUA/lMz2L0cQu7I/s400/feb09+618.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311624373807354882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adeline did all the photos....this one is cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SbauOD6nKBI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Nl1ieJ9-YzA/s1600-h/feb09+590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SbauOD6nKBI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Nl1ieJ9-YzA/s400/feb09+590.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311624367122622482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she did perfect...she let everyone sing happy birthday and then blew out her candle like a pro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SbauN1ETxsI/AAAAAAAAATw/H_QyZiJae0U/s1600-h/feb09+572-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SbauN1ETxsI/AAAAAAAAATw/H_QyZiJae0U/s400/feb09+572-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311624363136763586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST FRIENDS.... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SbauNZ_YkgI/AAAAAAAAATo/you58u2XCxs/s1600-h/feb09+565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SbauNZ_YkgI/AAAAAAAAATo/you58u2XCxs/s400/feb09+565.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311624355868348930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;isn't this cake awesome??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;carrie and kimmy did excellent at party planning! i wouldn't have made the party look this fabulous...a BIG ENORMOUS THANK YOU to those girls! hopefully, they will do this every year since i will have 2 parties at once...more than likely the help will be needed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-3025556422517369655?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/3025556422517369655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=3025556422517369655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/3025556422517369655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/3025556422517369655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/03/birthday-party-fun-d.html' title='birthday party fun! :D'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SbauOyt02LI/AAAAAAAAAUI/z_q0E-BZlF8/s72-c/feb09+612.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-5381604475918684399</id><published>2009-03-07T01:51:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T02:16:03.031-06:00</updated><title type='text'>since i am awake....</title><content type='html'>last week was HECTIC...after daddy pool got in a wreck...we were wondering how we were even going to bring home a newborn that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;. God has a way of working things out though...our friends Shane and Adeline are allowing us to borrow their car till we get a rental. i praise God that tucker walked away from a wreck that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;could've&lt;/span&gt; been a million times worse and he came home completely intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt; came...the d-day. we took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;shane&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;adeline's&lt;/span&gt; very early in the morning and then headed to the hospital. we checked in and we were first in line for the OR (our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dr&lt;/span&gt; only does scheduled c-sections on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;thursdays&lt;/span&gt;). we were getting ready...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;iv's&lt;/span&gt; and all that stuff when the lady two slots behind me came in laboring. i got pushed back to number 2. i wouldn't have minded this but i had a catheter and those babies HURT! i spent 2 hrs with this dumb thing till i got to go. once i got to the OR though..i got hit with the spinal block...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ahhhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt; spinal block is how i spell relief! however, they gave me something to make me all sleepy...tucker came in and the process began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i let my mind trick me into thinking we were having a boy...but we heard the famous words "IT'S A GIRL"!!tucker yelled "YES"!! he wanted a girl.  wow. what a blessing! God chose us to take care of one of his precious children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SbIoKRaS5qI/AAAAAAAAATg/4Rb44UtsDiU/s1600-h/feb09+404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SbIoKRaS5qI/AAAAAAAAATg/4Rb44UtsDiU/s400/feb09+404.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310351067560732322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy, Ryan, and Dylan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SbIoKVDyemI/AAAAAAAAATY/3WAia15i8Pw/s1600-h/feb09+377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SbIoKVDyemI/AAAAAAAAATY/3WAia15i8Pw/s400/feb09+377.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310351068540074594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Dylan 8 lbs and 20 in long. born at 10:11 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;one might wonder where we got the name &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;dylan&lt;/span&gt;. we like boy names. i loved &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;marley&lt;/span&gt;...but no...so we started thinking of other famous Bob's...like Bob Marley...we came up with Bob Dylan.  i kid i kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this c-section has been a better road to recovery. i hate not being able to pick up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; when she beams her brown eyes up at me and says "hold you". i can't pick up the house...do laundry...drive. why people elect to do a c-section i will always wonder....tucker has been taking excellent care of us girls...&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/1492751713861407866-5381604475918684399?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/5381604475918684399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=5381604475918684399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/5381604475918684399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/5381604475918684399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/03/since-i-am-awake.html' title='since i am awake....'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SbIoKRaS5qI/AAAAAAAAATg/4Rb44UtsDiU/s72-c/feb09+404.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-3411697428165605262</id><published>2009-03-05T20:49:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T20:58:20.428-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the adventures of daddy pool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SbCPtvN9J6I/AAAAAAAAATQ/wEYqqmvNhKw/s1600-h/feb09+519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SbCPtvN9J6I/AAAAAAAAATQ/wEYqqmvNhKw/s400/feb09+519.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309901976601700258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SbCPtMrcDeI/AAAAAAAAATI/s5nGEr1qgc0/s1600-h/feb09+516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SbCPtMrcDeI/AAAAAAAAATI/s5nGEr1qgc0/s400/feb09+516.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309901967330119138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is what happens when daddy pool gets called back to work during his lunch break. to those of you who don't know daddy pool works for a construction company...his boss needed something during his lunch break so he was driving back to work...yet, there is a construction zone on his way there and his company is a sub-contractor for asphalt...a work truck pulled out in front of him and daddy pool swerved only to hit slick oil (kind of like black ice) and ended up running into the president of his company. how ironic, eh? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;odot&lt;/span&gt; had fun jokes about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy pool left with a major bruise on his forearm and some scrapes from the air bag...his boss was okay too....oh, this was two days before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dylan&lt;/span&gt; was born! talk about a hectic week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-3411697428165605262?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/3411697428165605262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=3411697428165605262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/3411697428165605262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/3411697428165605262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/03/adventures-of-daddy-pool.html' title='the adventures of daddy pool'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SbCPtvN9J6I/AAAAAAAAATQ/wEYqqmvNhKw/s72-c/feb09+519.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-5302769302225574274</id><published>2009-03-03T20:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T20:35:06.926-06:00</updated><title type='text'>dylan jean</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;please welcome DYLAN JEAN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sa3nu9iHufI/AAAAAAAAATA/AxWBkmv3DXE/s1600-h/lacyj+143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sa3nu9iHufI/AAAAAAAAATA/AxWBkmv3DXE/s400/lacyj+143.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309154329717357042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait a minute...this picture was taken 2 years ago...this is ryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sa3nunLgHHI/AAAAAAAAAS4/jsac-r0ebpw/s1600-h/feb09+386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sa3nunLgHHI/AAAAAAAAAS4/jsac-r0ebpw/s400/feb09+386.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309154323716906098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are the stats...dylan weighed 8 lbs...craziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sa3nuQ8XZ-I/AAAAAAAAASw/nNTBJbdF1c8/s1600-h/feb09+381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sa3nuQ8XZ-I/AAAAAAAAASw/nNTBJbdF1c8/s400/feb09+381.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309154317747840994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is after the lovely nurses gave her a bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sa3nuLlWJgI/AAAAAAAAASo/sgxfShx01R4/s1600-h/feb09+378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sa3nuLlWJgI/AAAAAAAAASo/sgxfShx01R4/s400/feb09+378.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309154316309112322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here she is...an exact replica of her big sis RYAN.&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/1492751713861407866-5302769302225574274?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/5302769302225574274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=5302769302225574274' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/5302769302225574274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/5302769302225574274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/03/dylan-jean.html' title='dylan jean'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/Sa3nu9iHufI/AAAAAAAAATA/AxWBkmv3DXE/s72-c/lacyj+143.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-3587614129567025112</id><published>2009-02-24T10:59:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T11:33:28.847-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the adventures of daddy pool</title><content type='html'>let me set this story up for you. this story might make you wonder what kind of crazy people we are...just want you to know...that is how we roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; has this newly found obsession with collecting small figurines and collections of toys &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;acquired&lt;/span&gt; from her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bff&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;izzy&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;izzy&lt;/span&gt; has mounds of little figures. now that is all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; plays with...also, they are hard to come by too...she does have an awesome &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fraggles&lt;/span&gt; in cars from her Grandma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;nancy&lt;/span&gt;...she kept every toy tucker ever had i think...so, hence the  pictures below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SaQppkSqTpI/AAAAAAAAASg/vT4kCsmmqb0/s1600-h/feb09+234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SaQppkSqTpI/AAAAAAAAASg/vT4kCsmmqb0/s400/feb09+234.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306412055042608786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so i really like this pic...these frogs can literally be  found in any room of our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SaQppoE4rNI/AAAAAAAAASY/h7rUHSwg-cc/s1600-h/feb09+206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SaQppoE4rNI/AAAAAAAAASY/h7rUHSwg-cc/s400/feb09+206.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306412056058571986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;see how she puts them in rows?? is this the beginning of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ocd&lt;/span&gt;? our family already has enough crazy to go around...like we need &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ocd&lt;/span&gt; too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;anyhoo&lt;/span&gt;, those of you who don't know we have an antique heater in our house...which is called a floor furnace. i seriously want to meet the crazy who thought of floor furnaces. last year, we got to spend a couple hours in the ER because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; stepped on the furnace for a millisecond and listened to a doctor tirade of how i should learn to baby proof our house and that includes putting bleach up on a high shelf...all those fun first-aid classes courtesy of Head Start training was actually used!! anyways, i am a little off subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, our land lord, learned of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ryan's&lt;/span&gt; hospital trip and found an old port-a-crib top from 1965 to place around the heater....yet, it would move when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; pushed it...now it has d-rings to help keep it in place....that would be daddy pool's idea...he has lots of ideas. next, paw paw pool realized &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; could throw stuff in the port-a-crib "gate" so he had one of his employee's make this table looking thing with mesh on the top. thanks paw paw pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes....just sometimes toys still get dropped on the furnace. one frog nearly lost its right eye if i hadn't been so observant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; would have one less frog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is where the story begins. daddy pool and i watched heroes (ALWAYS)...the furnace wasn't on but i realized there was a plastic block that had slipped through the cracks and a couple ninja turtles on the mesh top...i forgot to remove these possible melting objects before hitting the hay. after heroes, i went to bed and daddy pool did some stuff. well, daddy pool was awakened by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ry&lt;/span&gt; and decided he was cold. since this was at 5 in the morning...daddy pool doesn't think at 5 in the morning...sometimes i wonder if daddy pool actually thinks?? like the time he stabbed his leg with a knife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, most women know towards the end of pregnancy sleep isn't a part of your life. i got up to use the rest room and grab a drink of water when i stepped out..i noticed some smoke. i smelled BURN. i panic calling out "tucker tucker tucker tucker wake up wake up wake up"...i have to repeat myself periodically...it's now a part of my life. he jumps up...i turn on the light and the whole house was filled with smoke...right then 4 fire alarms went off!!! looking at the furnace there was melted block. these are the remains::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SaQppCvHTNI/AAAAAAAAASI/FMU_BB5AtQg/s1600-h/feb09+302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SaQppCvHTNI/AAAAAAAAASI/FMU_BB5AtQg/s400/feb09+302.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306412046035143890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SaQppLny1WI/AAAAAAAAASA/lAnyyYwlSho/s1600-h/feb09+303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SaQppLny1WI/AAAAAAAAASA/lAnyyYwlSho/s400/feb09+303.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306412048420361570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;what is kind of sad...these were becoming part of the grouping collection process &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; is going through. this happened to be her favorite block cause it had sleeping alligators on it...needless to say all the windows were left open and daddy pool is in the search of finding little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ry&lt;/span&gt; a new set of blocks.&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/1492751713861407866-3587614129567025112?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/3587614129567025112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=3587614129567025112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/3587614129567025112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/3587614129567025112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/02/adventures-of-daddy-pool.html' title='the adventures of daddy pool'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SaQppkSqTpI/AAAAAAAAASg/vT4kCsmmqb0/s72-c/feb09+234.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-7438195189609444696</id><published>2009-02-19T22:37:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T23:17:34.131-06:00</updated><title type='text'>broken roses...</title><content type='html'>i figured since i haven't posted anything in the past week i would do so now. . my energy is spent on a little human named ryan these days! ha.  here are some pictures of the last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304736913728109378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZ42Hgmqe0I/AAAAAAAAAR0/8mgglrGw2Ss/s320/feb09+221-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;this pic is taken with my new flash...lighting is everything..more about the flash later...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZ42HPk-hpI/AAAAAAAAARs/u46prJJpJKc/s1600-h/feb09+198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304736909157631634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZ42HPk-hpI/AAAAAAAAARs/u46prJJpJKc/s320/feb09+198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;okay, ryan has a new crazy trait...she lines objects up that go together. for instance, here are her care bear collections. she is back on with her obsession since i found some care bear dvd's at target for only $4.75....notice the rug...it literally cost $0.01 (more about that later too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZ42GWbNbpI/AAAAAAAAARk/5EPmKJuaZHI/s1600-h/feb09+189-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304736893815844498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZ42GWbNbpI/AAAAAAAAARk/5EPmKJuaZHI/s320/feb09+189-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what happens when we wait for daddy...you might wonder what she is holding...parents put it on door knobs from little boogers going into rooms they aren't suppose to...she found this stashed away in the baby stuff we brought out...it's a cup to her...or a telescope...depends on her mood i suppose??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZ402hUqlqI/AAAAAAAAARc/_UctsooJa4A/s1600-h/feb09+183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304735522351650466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZ402hUqlqI/AAAAAAAAARc/_UctsooJa4A/s320/feb09+183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this pic is classic. ryan is a wonderful sleeper...however, she is currently teething...4 teeth are creeping through her gums...sleep is something daddy, mommy, and ryan are not receiving their full 8 hours that we are use to...so, i decided i would keep her up all day...then this happened at 5 right before daddy came home...this was not a good day after trying to pry her eyes open...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZ402eP4vbI/AAAAAAAAARU/9ECrMNlmwfQ/s1600-h/feb09+180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304735521526300082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZ402eP4vbI/AAAAAAAAARU/9ECrMNlmwfQ/s320/feb09+180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are in the process of baby takeover that is about to happen shortly. i believe ryan has been enjoying this as well. she loves to put her babies in and sing "rock-a-bye....in treetop"...she basically hums after treetop...she feeds them in the swing...sometimes she swings herself and tells the babies "want out"...then crawls in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZ402PI1viI/AAAAAAAAARM/0DBVf819A1A/s1600-h/feb09+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304735517470211618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZ402PI1viI/AAAAAAAAARM/0DBVf819A1A/s320/feb09+128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww...pretty picture right?? notice there is no stem with that rose...here's the rest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304735513252701250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZ401_bTpEI/AAAAAAAAARE/hepO_MhYPok/s320/feb09+144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; here's the rest!! still in the vase. saturday ryan and daddy went to eat with their grandma and grandpa...afterwards they were going to surprise me with this beautiful exquisite bouquet of roses...they got home with nothing harmed...then ryan wanted to smell the "fowers" and grabbed one and it snapped. i wasn't there to witness this occasion but i did here daddy say "ryyyyyyyyyyannnnnn" it's okay though...i enjoyed five roses and ryan got hers from her daddy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZ401vIM5LI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/eQiIz5lEW1w/s1600-h/feb09+161-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304735508877599922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZ401vIM5LI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/eQiIz5lEW1w/s320/feb09+161-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our valentines day. well, for one...tucker and i aren't the mushy gushy go crazy with chocolates (he is great for the fact he NEVER EVER EVER buys chocolate...blah). we are more of the kind that gets a card and call it a day...however, i do like the occasional flowers and a surprise gift...most of the time we already know what we are getting each other. . .but this time tucker actually surprised me with flowers and a flash for my camera (don't ya love practical gifts)?? i wrote him a nice letter...one that didn't have numbers and a list of things i need done...and he did me the favor of picking out a knife for himself so he could use the valentines day gift as an excuse to feed his addiction to knives....weirdo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we decided what the heck...lets do something tonight...we called Julee who is 13 and at the ripe age to babysit...we decided to go to yukon and go to target, lowe's, and city bites (the best veggie sub EVER). no one was at the restaurant...no one. we were the only ones. it was great...we didn't have to stand in line for an hour and sit an hour...maybe if i weren't a wide load it would've been okay. we went to target. i needed a rug for our living room. we found the one pictured above for $30 dollars...when we went to go check out...it only rang up as $.01. yep. i don't know how or why but i think it was a mistake but the cashier said no...i have never seen such a gallant face on tucker while he strutted his stuff on out to the car with such a steal. he tells everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyways, that was valentines day. also, i haven't experienced any labor signs....SIGH. i go monday morning for pre-op and i have to pre-register...i get to find out the time of surgery and so forth. thursday is the big day...ONE WEEK till we get to see little baby pool's face. we still haven't decided on a girl name though....guess we will wing it...that's the kind of parents we are...our kids are lucky! fo sho! well, hopefully i will have enough energy to mess with my new flash and take some good pics and post them before baby arrives....till then...i will place a beeper on my backside to let everyone know i am backing up for their safety and so they won't be smashed by the 5'1 pregnant lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/1492751713861407866-7438195189609444696?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/7438195189609444696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=7438195189609444696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/7438195189609444696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/7438195189609444696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/02/broken-roses.html' title='broken roses...'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZ42Hgmqe0I/AAAAAAAAAR0/8mgglrGw2Ss/s72-c/feb09+221-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-1779270897318942072</id><published>2009-02-13T14:33:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T15:02:43.050-06:00</updated><title type='text'>bird feeders and d-day</title><content type='html'>yesterday we finally made our bird feeders. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; did such an excellent job at following instructions. i was simply impressed with her 'listening ears'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZXcJgm8MdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/NHtc24WXIlc/s1600-h/feb09+003-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZXcJgm8MdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/NHtc24WXIlc/s320/feb09+003-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302386192228823506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;spreading the peanut butter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZXajWIauxI/AAAAAAAAAQc/OvT4vfMOhDI/s1600-h/feb09+004-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZXajWIauxI/AAAAAAAAAQc/OvT4vfMOhDI/s320/feb09+004-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302384437069789970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she tasted the peanut butter and started spitting..guess no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pb&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;j's&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ry&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZXajEvNsII/AAAAAAAAAQU/ccmAwEQ71HY/s1600-h/feb09+010-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZXajEvNsII/AAAAAAAAAQU/ccmAwEQ71HY/s320/feb09+010-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302384432400674946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is her fave part...sprinkling the bird seed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZXajK1R2SI/AAAAAAAAAQM/f5Z5Jg06e3Y/s1600-h/feb09+013-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZXajK1R2SI/AAAAAAAAAQM/f5Z5Jg06e3Y/s320/feb09+013-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302384434036726050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was very into concentrating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZXai9xlkOI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Ry5zVK7rR9g/s1600-h/feb09+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZXai9xlkOI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Ry5zVK7rR9g/s320/feb09+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302384430531580130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took the extra food to sprinkle on the ground....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZXaiqvYgHI/AAAAAAAAAP8/E6QwWMCKAyQ/s1600-h/feb09+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZXaiqvYgHI/AAAAAAAAAP8/E6QwWMCKAyQ/s320/feb09+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302384425422061682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the finished product! a nice pine cone covered in peanut butter, seed, and apples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;we had tremendous fun doing this project. people would be surprised what a 2 yr old can do activity wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately i have been teaching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; that she is 2. i figured everyone would be asking her soon and i thought i would equip her with the knowledge. she even tries to hold out two fingers. last night, tucker put her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ellie&lt;/span&gt; on her head...she turned to me and said "mommy, there's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ellie&lt;/span&gt; on my head". okay, she speaks in sentences, but sometimes they aren't as correct as 'there's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ellie&lt;/span&gt; on my head'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, we went to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dr&lt;/span&gt;. i took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; with me...in the beginning she would cry if anyone got near me at a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;dr&lt;/span&gt; visit...so, i normally take her to tucker's work and she runs around the office like she runs it. i tried taking her a couple months ago...she started to get bored so i took her to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dr&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;mann's&lt;/span&gt; office and she watched movies in his office. it was pretty funny cause when she walked into the building she was trying to go see him! ha ha. the kid loves her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;dr&lt;/span&gt;! however, today, she listened WONDERFULLY! she never disobeyed me...now, how do i continue this pattern??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone keeps telling me oh wait for the terrible twos...maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ryan's&lt;/span&gt; is going to be the terrible three's or something. she is kind, polite, and loves to chat with everyone. don't get me wrong, there are moments when i don't understand why she is screaming, but she is good more than a fit thrower. (i would like to thank GOD...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;dr&lt;/span&gt; visit went well. i haven't gained any weight...i have stayed at 35 lbs that looks like 89 lbs. he isn't going to be in the office next week so my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-op is on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt; the 23rd. surgery on the 26&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. i tried convincing him to stay in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;clinton&lt;/span&gt; next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt; so he can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;deliver&lt;/span&gt; baby, but he said no. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;BOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;! i got the infamous words of...SLOW DOWN. i simply can't believe this baby is going to finally be here!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&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/1492751713861407866-1779270897318942072?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/1779270897318942072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=1779270897318942072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/1779270897318942072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/1779270897318942072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/02/bird-feeders-and-d-day.html' title='bird feeders and d-day'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZXcJgm8MdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/NHtc24WXIlc/s72-c/feb09+003-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-4696530338475710776</id><published>2009-02-10T21:23:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T21:42:55.510-06:00</updated><title type='text'>my family the nature people....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZJFeQr6dyI/AAAAAAAAAPs/NqOANHFNp3s/s1600-h/feb09+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZJFeQr6dyI/AAAAAAAAAPs/NqOANHFNp3s/s320/feb09+109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301376097546041122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rock we found on the walk decorated with 'dirt'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZJFeKHBo6I/AAAAAAAAAPk/jEfQYbcC1Sk/s1600-h/feb09+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZJFeKHBo6I/AAAAAAAAAPk/jEfQYbcC1Sk/s320/feb09+115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301376095780709282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working hard on getting her dirt to the rock...she did this for almost an hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZJFd-PxD0I/AAAAAAAAAPc/jDviuMKRlC4/s1600-h/feb09+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZJFd-PxD0I/AAAAAAAAAPc/jDviuMKRlC4/s320/feb09+102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301376092596145986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;color she says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;going outside hasn't been much of a priority lately cause i am big, round, and very chunky. well, today we just couldn't pass up on the whole 'no wind' sweeping down the plains. we took a walk...not far, but enough to make me crave a baby out of my uterus. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; enjoyed playing with some concrete 'rocks' and decorating them with dirt. to those who don't know...you could give her a box of rocks and she's good for the rest of the day. she found some sticks too..i plan on getting her a sand box for the sum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mer&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; will probably have fits to play in a sand box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow we are going to make some bird feeders from free pine cones (thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;adeline&lt;/span&gt; and for your tree farmer of a dad who grew them), peanut butter, and some bird seed. i need to get with it and realize we have a real outdoors girl. this chick isn't afraid of bugs, snakes, lizards, or dirt...she welcomes nature and we LOVE IT! mostly her daddy...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt;. eagle scout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valentines day is coming up. we went to the city not too long ago and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt;. eagle scout decided to drop me off and he and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; scout went to an outdoors store. he bought his awesome v-day gift...i guess it's better than any kind of gift i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;would've&lt;/span&gt; thought of...but he bought a knife...the same one bear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;grylls&lt;/span&gt; first used...you know...the nature guy from man vs wild. i say hooray for tucker for he was thoroughly excited about his awesome knife...he even wears it to work in an office...pretty sure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; illegal...whatever makes him feel like the eagle scout he is i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-4696530338475710776?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/4696530338475710776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=4696530338475710776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/4696530338475710776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/4696530338475710776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-family-nature-people.html' title='my family the nature people....'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SZJFeQr6dyI/AAAAAAAAAPs/NqOANHFNp3s/s72-c/feb09+109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-1204299697748385621</id><published>2009-02-07T11:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T14:44:59.366-06:00</updated><title type='text'>gosh she's darn cute!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SY3CQA1DDGI/AAAAAAAAAPU/c-lPPpALbqA/s1600-h/feb09+073-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SY3CQA1DDGI/AAAAAAAAAPU/c-lPPpALbqA/s320/feb09+073-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300105916841135202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't you love the face??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SY3CP2i4EWI/AAAAAAAAAPM/BO--9dZL2Ug/s1600-h/feb09+057-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SY3CP2i4EWI/AAAAAAAAAPM/BO--9dZL2Ug/s320/feb09+057-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300105914080563554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;notice the cheese stick...for some reason she is all about posing these days!! i don't mind it cause she is so darn cute! i am hoping to get some stuff for my camera and a back drop with some lighting to start taking more pics....i can't wait...ry is such a good model! :D okay, i am a proud momma...who could blame me! &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/1492751713861407866-1204299697748385621?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/1204299697748385621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=1204299697748385621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/1204299697748385621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/1204299697748385621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/02/gosh-shes-darn-cute.html' title='gosh she&apos;s darn cute!'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SY3CQA1DDGI/AAAAAAAAAPU/c-lPPpALbqA/s72-c/feb09+073-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-232028845496759140</id><published>2009-02-06T14:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T14:16:03.596-06:00</updated><title type='text'>dr visit....</title><content type='html'>today i went to the dr. i didn't get the greatest news....baby #2 is transverse. to those who don't know what that means...baby is sideways and not head down like baby should be. which means, c-section might take longer than expected and i might get a lovely new vertical scar below my belly button. baby is weighing around 6 lbs...almost 7lbs. this will be a bigger baby!! ahhhh!! other than that...he looked at the genitals...he says a girl still but the baby is so big and transverse babies don't show much...no telling. only to more visits and we will be having a baby!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-1561663005689693277</id><published>2009-02-03T11:10:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T12:37:08.666-06:00</updated><title type='text'>sickness invaded our house....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here's a few pics of the past week:::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SYiMpKsQ-xI/AAAAAAAAAPA/U3qrWvytqsg/s1600-h/jan09+173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SYiMpKsQ-xI/AAAAAAAAAPA/U3qrWvytqsg/s320/jan09+173.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298639600473930514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; playing the piano on the base boards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SYiMM1etBsI/AAAAAAAAAOw/EpH93mmI8QQ/s1600-h/jan09+176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SYiMM1etBsI/AAAAAAAAAOw/EpH93mmI8QQ/s320/jan09+176.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298639113743566530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is her clapping for herself.... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SYiMMjObjAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/d01u6eClhhE/s1600-h/jan09+179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 259px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SYiMMjObjAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/d01u6eClhhE/s320/jan09+179.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298639108843473922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; cartoons is why tucker became a daddy....this is the duo watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;toons&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SYiKulFQMaI/AAAAAAAAAOY/sic2JBT3BUU/s1600-h/jan09+189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SYiKulFQMaI/AAAAAAAAAOY/sic2JBT3BUU/s320/jan09+189.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298637494434148770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to eat at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;TGIF's&lt;/span&gt;. boy howdy it was good...i wish i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;could taste what i ate...&lt;/span&gt; but it was fun watching nutter taste food with pointer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SYiKufGPweI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/PQKkft7iJsY/s1600-h/jan09+194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SYiKufGPweI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/PQKkft7iJsY/s320/jan09+194.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298637492827701730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what might this be?? a container that was full of frosting. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; came out of her room before bf covered with white flaky stuff. i went to her room and found this. i think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;leia&lt;/span&gt; (our dog) must have chewed off the lid...foil...then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; found it....needless to say she didn't have much for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SYiKuHAFRhI/AAAAAAAAAOI/x0GOPj-6u0o/s1600-h/jan09+203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SYiKuHAFRhI/AAAAAAAAAOI/x0GOPj-6u0o/s320/jan09+203.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298637486359397906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; and i played with her rocks for at least 45 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SYiKt9sRmKI/AAAAAAAAAOA/hhCjEg7Ufcc/s1600-h/jan09+200-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SYiKt9sRmKI/AAAAAAAAAOA/hhCjEg7Ufcc/s320/jan09+200-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298637483860400290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ryan's&lt;/span&gt; new pose for the camera. doesn't she look sweet?? i was trying to get her to show me her rock in her hand but she wanted to pose instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;yes, indeed....i was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;thoroughly&lt;/span&gt; proud we haven't been sick like last winter. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; had a runny nose for what seemed 4 months...and hospitalized for pneumonia. it started last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt; night. slight fever, green runny nose, and i passed it off as teething...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt; there was coughing and sneezing. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt; i started feeling the sickness. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; wasn't too bad but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; and i stayed home so we wouldn't contribute to other people's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;dr&lt;/span&gt;. bills. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; we HAD to go to the city. i endured it...but by time we got home we were all pretty wiped out. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;...i woke up feeling MISERABLE. i hardly ever get colds but this strain was reeking havoc on my body, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;ryan's&lt;/span&gt;, and now tucker's. we have loaded up on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;kleenex&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;benadryl&lt;/span&gt; (basically the only thing pregnant women can take), &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;tylenol&lt;/span&gt;, orange juice, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;gatorade&lt;/span&gt;. i have been bribing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;gummi&lt;/span&gt; bears if she takes her medicine. how pathetic am i?? i am pretty worn out. i think all three of us are and i am sure #2 doesn't like me coughing all the time. the other day i had a good run of 8 sneezes in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to miss my 'keepers of the home' class at church. sniff sniff....i might even have to miss sweet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt; (the girls get together)...why? b/c i wouldn't wish this cold on ANYONE! thankfully tucker blessed me with a WHOLE day off and took care of little miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, we went to the city . we got a car seat and some other important must haves for the #2. now, we get to try to the house ready and baby to get here. 23 more days....boy howdy am i ready physically to plop this baby out.....okay, it won't really plop out....baby will be removed surgically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am just ready to be able to BREATHE...to be rid of this cold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-1561663005689693277?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/1561663005689693277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-2444367912110050167</id><published>2009-01-29T11:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T11:16:20.921-06:00</updated><title type='text'>baby #2</title><content type='html'>i went to the dr today...marking that i now have to go once a week till baby #2 gets here. the baby's head is still high...so, feb 26th is still the date. i have gained 40 lbs and feel every single lb! i wonder if i will ever go back to my slender ways....probably not...the heart beat was 130...consistent with a boy....don't tell tucker...but i would really love to have a boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-2444367912110050167?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-5368221675226173992</id><published>2009-01-27T11:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T12:35:26.203-06:00</updated><title type='text'>quite sure a bad mommy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my day yesterday didn't start out well. i hardly got any sleep...i kept getting cramp after cramp...not labor though. (thank goodness). i got up with ryan and proceeded to start our day...everything was quite normal other than i felt horrible and sleepy. i decided...i am going to take a day off...i am going to let ry have a free day and try to relax. ryan was having a great free day...she loves playing in her room and she is content while doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we take a nap. i decided i would let her take one with me which is rare...but she wasn't feeling 100% either. we fell asleep in no time. however, her normal 2 1/2 hr nap i was hoping for came to a brisk holt when she woke up an 1 1/2 hours later. we get up...she wants to call daddy since 'daddy at work'. we call. he comes home for lunch. everything seems normal...except...i am feeling miserable, sleepy, worn-out...ryan isn't feeling well...we had some diapers that weren't good news. daddy leaves...we go back to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hear ryan get up on the chair at the table. this is where her rocks are kept. i didn't think much. she goes to her room. she comes out not necessarily crying but whining. she has her right hand in her mouth and holding an object in the left. i look closer. IT'S A SHAVING RAZOR. i gasp slightly and take it away then she went crazy. i looked closer...there is blood everywhere. i pick her up calmly and take her to the kitchen while in my head i am kicking myself...yelling....ya know...being crazy in there. i grab a paper towel and run cool water and start wiping the blood to find out where the blood is running out of her little body. found it...her right pointer and middle fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i try to press the cloth on her fingers as she is fighting me. fighting hard mind you while spilling blood curdling screams out of her mouth. she started to wave her hands and plop plop plop...little circles of blood on the counter top. i call tucker at work and say "ry cut herself...come home now!" with some panic...(yep, the roads weren't good either). i decided to just hold her till he gets there while warm tears are falling down my face. i have blood on my face, there is blood all over her...on the counter...bloody paper towels...looked like war in our house when daddy walks in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fortunately, my husband is a sweet husband and doesn't yell at me when accidents happen. he can already tell i am beating myself up. i have him hold her down...since i am 36 weeks pregnant and wider than triple-wide trailer...finally i see it...she took some skin off...i clean it out and put some backyardigan band-aids on her fingers. i gave her tylenol too. poor little girl. tucker gets cloths out and cleaner and gets all the blood up except for what is all over us. tucker hugs me and tells me accidents happen and it's just her finger and fingers bleed quite a bit.....even though i know that...it was entirely preventable. tucker left and i sat in the chair quietly crying holding her. i racked my brain on how to make her feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i put horton hears a who on for her and she lays down. here are the some pics and this is after  a bunch was cleaned up but i didn't want to press anything...i felt too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SX9KkRp8qfI/AAAAAAAAAN4/-30dAU3XOeQ/s1600-h/jan09+156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SX9KkRp8qfI/AAAAAAAAAN4/-30dAU3XOeQ/s320/jan09+156.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296033673886083570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is the blood on the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SX9KRgFpHII/AAAAAAAAANo/CebzJnAc6Kk/s1600-h/jan09+159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SX9KRgFpHII/AAAAAAAAANo/CebzJnAc6Kk/s320/jan09+159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296033351342824578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ellie was a blessing throughout the whole ordeal!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SX9KQyX4T8I/AAAAAAAAANg/d1V21rP3Qe4/s1600-h/jan09+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SX9KQyX4T8I/AAAAAAAAANg/d1V21rP3Qe4/s320/jan09+149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296033339071287234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at her shirt...yep, ruined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after horton, i tried giving her a warm bath (she LOVES baths). the warm water must've stung her little fingers so i quickly washed all the blood out of her hair and off her body. we get out and i find some clothes for her. we cuddled on the couch and watched the end of oprah. when ryan cuddles...there is something going on. next thing i know...tucker is home and we were both asleep on the couch. ryan had a second nap. but she woke up in such a HAPPY mood. :D i little relief. she ate well and wanted her "stickers" off her fingers. she found a flashlight and began playing like nothing ever happened. tucker told me to take the rest of the night off...i guess he could the day wore me. i took a shower. a much needed shower. i got out and tucker and ryan had made tents and had flashlights playing in them. i went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sure one asks "where did she get the razor in the first place?" well, let me tell. we received this package with offers in it from Gillette. it had sample body wash, shampoo, shaving cream, and a packaged razor. we left the razor on the kitchen table and didn't think much about it till yesterday when ryan almost chopped her fingers off. she got the razor and it had a plastic front and cardboard back....she opened it in her room. little did i know she could do that...then wait a minute...here goes another story....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a couple days before that....ry and i went to k-mart...i got some tylenol pm for backache. i have this habit of coming home...taking things out of the bag and then putting them away. well, i took everything out...but i realized it was almost time for tucker to come home from work so i was scurrying around the kitchen for food for him....little girl got the tylenol bottle...removed it from the box...popped it open and opened the foil. meanwhile...i am in the kitchen and banging pots...things of the nature. i check on her and i run to her....she starts spitting...i kept saying "ryan spit"....over and over...she ate a 1/4 and as i put my hand out she threw up EVERYWHERE. bath time. i get her in the bath and call poison control and tucker to tell him come home. poison control said it was nothing....no worries. i cried. she slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i have realized that RYAN...is clever. i have to be even more aware of EVERYTHING!! even things i don't think she could ever figure out. but 2 year olds are way smarter than i ever thought!&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/1492751713861407866-5368221675226173992?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/5368221675226173992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=5368221675226173992' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/5368221675226173992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/5368221675226173992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/01/quite-sure-bad-mommy.html' title='quite sure a bad mommy.'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SX9KkRp8qfI/AAAAAAAAAN4/-30dAU3XOeQ/s72-c/jan09+156.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-6684936548777361380</id><published>2009-01-23T21:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T21:55:30.515-06:00</updated><title type='text'>rocks and the color blue</title><content type='html'>recently, i have realized ryan has a problem. a serious one. she adores rocks. not that it's enough she loves her toy snakes, lizards, spiders, bugs....but now rocks. we bought her some a week ago and she will sit there...count them over and over. no one else can play with them either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SXqNLd3PMBI/AAAAAAAAANI/Rl39ZTMSBxc/s1600-h/jan09+100-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SXqNLd3PMBI/AAAAAAAAANI/Rl39ZTMSBxc/s320/jan09+100-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294699540061827090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so happy about her rocks and her monies....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SXqMy7-fTEI/AAAAAAAAANA/4Yhg6O22fr0/s1600-h/jan09+099-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SXqMy7-fTEI/AAAAAAAAANA/4Yhg6O22fr0/s320/jan09+099-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294699118648577090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully this obsession doesn't last long!but it is cheap!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SXqMye7IfWI/AAAAAAAAAM4/FStyBCHkyNg/s1600-h/jan09+108-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SXqMye7IfWI/AAAAAAAAAM4/FStyBCHkyNg/s320/jan09+108-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294699110849871202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tucker and ryan make "pop pop" and ryan LOVES when her daddy lets her help. i think she misses putting a bag in the microwave and getting to touch buttons though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SXqMyNnlaGI/AAAAAAAAAMw/QxMtQ8q6cqk/s1600-h/jan09+109-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 293px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SXqMyNnlaGI/AAAAAAAAAMw/QxMtQ8q6cqk/s320/jan09+109-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294699106204477538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryan and izzy...bff's. we are having play dates on Wednesdays when we used to have class. our dance instructor lost her building so we aren't having dance anymore. but we take them there and let them run around a play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SXqMxp-4PUI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cWvztdyjX6M/s1600-h/jan09+111-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SXqMxp-4PUI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cWvztdyjX6M/s320/jan09+111-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294699096638504258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning nutter brought me her giant elephant she calls horton. she has moved on from elmo and her heart belongs to horton now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SXqMxJW9aAI/AAAAAAAAAMg/T3Z-eh5SBpg/s1600-h/jan09+115-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SXqMxJW9aAI/AAAAAAAAAMg/T3Z-eh5SBpg/s320/jan09+115-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294699087881136130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are officially learning the color BLUE! YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;yep, nutter has recognized the letters A, I, T....and now R. so, i figured she might need to learn colors too! she also recognizes the shapes circle and star. she know the difference between hot and cold. i am planning to have lesson plans for her after i have the baby. i am also trying to get her to recognize her name as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more weeks till baby is born. we were going to have ry's birthday party jan 31st, but i am worn out with anemia and being 9 months preggo. i plead temporary disability and insanity. we are now having her birthday the week after the baby is born. march 7. yes yes.....i am going to have major surgery, have a newborn, and throw a 2 year old a mickey mouse clubhouse birthday party @ our shack. i blame it on the hormones. LUCKY me...tucker gets to take off a week!! YAY!! my heart fluttered when i heard this...little does he know we have crazy work to do and we still don't know how ry will react to a new baby. also, i am calling on the crew to help me...i admit...i am blessed with great friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-6684936548777361380?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/6684936548777361380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=6684936548777361380' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/6684936548777361380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/6684936548777361380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/01/rocks-and-color-blue.html' title='rocks and the color blue'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SXqNLd3PMBI/AAAAAAAAANI/Rl39ZTMSBxc/s72-c/jan09+100-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-6239311124183353246</id><published>2009-01-21T08:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T08:29:04.587-06:00</updated><title type='text'>cereal...</title><content type='html'>i remember the first time i ever gave ry some cereal...way back when she was a meager 5 months old. i mixed rice cereal with lots of breastmilk...she liked it. this morning however, she wanted big people cereal...frosted mini wheats to be exact in a bowl with milk. she ate every bit of it...and all by herself using her spoon 100%. that's what i mean...they should label babies with a warning...will grow up quickly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-6239311124183353246?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/6239311124183353246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=6239311124183353246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/6239311124183353246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/6239311124183353246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/01/cereal.html' title='cereal...'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-791545577726573536</id><published>2009-01-19T09:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:21:33.634-06:00</updated><title type='text'>two years....whew...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i have recently organized my pictures on the computer. needless to say...i really wanted to break down and cry because my little baby girl seems too grown up for her own good. now she says "thanks" to her daddy instead of the normal "thank you". she has 'adventures of elmo in grouchland' memorized. ryan makes up her OWN songs...doesn't like others singing the ones she knows. last night, i went to pick her up in the nursery at church and she turned to all the kind ladies and said "bye everybody"...blew some kisses and said "come on mommy". (where does she learn all this??) ryan is officially obsessed with the letter T for some reason. we went to k-mart and all of a sudden she is yelling "a T a T mommy look a T!" i was like where...and there i saw it a T in k-mart...the sign is just a big K but inside the k is mart....geesh. she tries to count objects and has 1-12 memorized pretty well. she simply amazes me.  two years ago it seemed impossible to me to think i would have a nearly two year old daughter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SXSiyMkuS1I/AAAAAAAAAMA/HWg-wQnRIoM/s1600-h/jan09+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SXSiyMkuS1I/AAAAAAAAAMA/HWg-wQnRIoM/s320/jan09+079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293034445319588690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SXSigWKO2_I/AAAAAAAAALw/PFfx0SESwQA/s1600-h/ryan+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SXSigWKO2_I/AAAAAAAAALw/PFfx0SESwQA/s320/ryan+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293034138655185906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SXSigHBtjsI/AAAAAAAAALo/AFiJOkC2MUo/s1600-h/lacyj+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SXSigHBtjsI/AAAAAAAAALo/AFiJOkC2MUo/s320/lacyj+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293034134592917186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barely a week old!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;time flies. maybe i learned my lesson with ryan and that time seriously flies by when you take it one day at a time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so i am taking a class at the church called 'keepers of the home'. i am seriously in love with it...the study is about being a Godly woman...biblical...not the traditional sense...more of the biblical side. changes the way i think and challenges me to become closer to God and praying for my family...for they truly do deserve being lifted up to the Lord each day. so. another new year's resolution comes up in the middle of january...i am going to get up early each day and go to the Lord in prayer before anything else. i am pumped about the study and can't wait to learn much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night during church i started to have some pain....i kept praying that it wasn't labor...as much as i wish i was near feb. 26...i want this baby in there as long as possible. every time the baby moved it hurt worse. i didn't know how to contact my ob....i guess i should ask next week. i like our relationship...i pee, i weigh, he listens to the heartbeat and measures....then it's see ya later...everyone always talks about having a personable dr...i far rather have the smartest and meanest dr than a dumb one with bed-side manner. anyways, off the subject. i called our family dr. ...he thought it was heartburn...so, i took some tums...it didn't go away...i took tylenol and the pain seemed to ease. i don't know what it was but i am happy it went away...although, i only got 3 hrs of sleep in last night. i am hoping ry takes a good nap today so i can catch some zzzzzz's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, off to watch fraggle rock with ryan...she became a fan today. meanwhile, i will let her litter my arm with her other obsession...stickers.&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/1492751713861407866-791545577726573536?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/791545577726573536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=791545577726573536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/791545577726573536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/791545577726573536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/01/two-yearswhew.html' title='two years....whew...'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SXSiyMkuS1I/AAAAAAAAAMA/HWg-wQnRIoM/s72-c/jan09+079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-5844774510617253593</id><published>2009-01-16T21:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:32:05.083-06:00</updated><title type='text'>time....</title><content type='html'>the bun in the oven is about to pop...5 more weeks till this little bundle of joy comes. i went to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;...everything looks good. i decided to take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt; to this visit...normally i am in and out of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dr&lt;/span&gt; in 15 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;. well, they had several new patients scheduled back to back...making the schedule &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;whacked&lt;/span&gt;. so, i took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt; down to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Dr&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Mann's&lt;/span&gt; office and she watched a movie or just hung out with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Dr&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Mann&lt;/span&gt;. we will have to see if she goes to the next one...if they had toys or something in the office it wouldn't be such a big deal but a room full of chairs is a room of climbing to a 2 yr old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt; now kisses the "babies" in my belly...she thinks 'they' are only in my protruding belly button. today she took her pretend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;stethoscope&lt;/span&gt; and put it on my belly and said "there ya go". yesterday we were playing in her room and she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; hit my nose as i was tickling her...made my eyes water...she placed her hands on my cheeks and said "it is okay baby" and gave me 5 kisses and a huge hug!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i thought i would see what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt; would do with big girl panties on...i am not expecting much...i know one day she will be potty trained and i shouldn't train her on my time but hers. so, i put them on and she was thrilled she had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Elmo&lt;/span&gt; on her panties. i take her to the potty and nothing happens....then 2 min. i hear.... "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;oooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;nooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;" in a panic voice...i run to her room and she had an accident...i am thinking potty training is RIGHT around the corner!! i am planning to wait till the end of march....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-5844774510617253593?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/5844774510617253593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=5844774510617253593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/5844774510617253593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/5844774510617253593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/01/time.html' title='time....'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-3978209115333211130</id><published>2009-01-13T07:56:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T07:58:27.999-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ryan the diva</title><content type='html'>riding down the road in the car i was attempting to teach ryan "bingo"...ya know, there was a farmer who had a dog....well, after she gets a part of it she tells me to STOP MOMMY...then carries on the tune herself...what is worse is when she tells daddy...she gets mad when he starts singing the songs she knows....that is why i write....ryan is a diva!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-3978209115333211130?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/3978209115333211130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=3978209115333211130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/3978209115333211130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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anything...but my assumption is that if the baby is a girl...she is set for life and probably won't ever have new clothes except ryan's hand-me downs. if it's a boy...i have a couple outfits that will last me a couple days and i have several gender neutral outfits from ryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday we chilled...tucker had a conference in OKC...came home a little late...saturday we went to eat breakfast with tucker's granny and grandpa....along with his dad...ryan's fav person (PAPA). afterwards, i introduced tucker to antique store shopping. we bet the other day and i won $10 so i like to look for little dishes...cups...things of that nature. tucker found some swords...of course that was a big no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was parent dedication. leave it to the POOL kid to act like a nut. okay, so i got up at 7 and took a shower...tucker got up and took one...then he went to music practice...tried to get her to eat a banana...not worth the battle. gave her a bath. went to get myself ready after ironing 10 pieces of clothing it seemed....spilled coffee all over my bathroom vanity...yes...a whole cup...whew...the blow dryer and flat iron still work...i can breathe. get to church. try to get ry to eat again....she has other plans of playing with all the toys in the room. we take some pics and she does good (WHEW). crazy. then we go to the sanctuary and she wants to run down the aisles instead of sitting down. church begins with baby dedication....thank you church staff. ryan flops everywhere and the pastor stop mid-sentence and said it was okay for her to get down. little did we know the the couple next to us was slipping m&amp;amp;m's to their kid. live and learn right?? 5 minutes and we are off to the nursery...thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after church, everyone wanted to compliment our precious little girl and her trying to put on a show...literally. we then go to weatherford to eat with tucker's granny and grandpa....along with the infamous papa...he calls ryan "a worm in a skillet". we convince the resturant to make a grilled cheese. she's finished. i decided to take her outside while the others could eat in peace. oh it is 1:45 without a nap. there are some might large rocks....why rocks facinate a 2 yr old...i have no clue. on her rock quest she walks into a pole...meltdown. she sees another rock so she is over it. everyone is finished eating...ryan hugs all her grandparents. 2 miles down the road...out...did i mention that her nap is usually 10:15 and she didn't sleep but 5 hours the night before??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exhausted...we all crash. back up and back to church.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-5851606383975700608?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-5779439459085844286</id><published>2009-01-09T09:20:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T10:12:13.430-06:00</updated><title type='text'>.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SWd3BJ5TAyI/AAAAAAAAALc/7Mc5TquVW8c/s1600-h/jan09+001-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SWd3BJ5TAyI/AAAAAAAAALc/7Mc5TquVW8c/s320/jan09+001-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289327149089751842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after playing at the nursery....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i haven't written in awhile. well, things are zooming here at the pool homestead. it's caught up with me that within 7 weeks i could have a baby....and simply i haven't truly prepared the house or anything....i will put that on my to-do list. i can't wait to see if it's a boy or a girl.... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryan grows up more every second. yesterday i began to organize picture on my computer and found her hospital pics and more...a few tears definitely went down my cheek. some moments i would like to pause....others i would definitely like to fast-forward through...like the times she gets on the ground and lays there...puts her hands over her eyes...(that's her fit). others i would love to treasure...like....the other day, she walked up to me and gave me a kiss and said 'love you mommy'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this past weekend julee came over. saturday we went to the zoo because it was 70 in january! wow! we try to get to the zoo once a month. well, afterwards we went to the mall to the disney store...ryan's face was priceless...i can only imagine if we went to disney world!! she flew around racks calling out MICKEY...MINNIE!! she's going through a mickey mouse phase. on the way out we were singing the mickey mouse song and she all of a sudden said "daddy...STOP...SHHHHH!"...talk about a diva. all in all...i thought we were going to have it worse...but don't get me wrong...lil bro or sis is on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby and i are doing okay. i am getting to the point of misery. being 5'1 and carrying ryan and a fetus gets pretty wearing on the ole' back. 7 more weeks though and baby pool will finally be here!! :D i hope our family adjusts well. tucker is taking off for a week and a day to help pick me up and take care of ryan. we are planning to take ryan to ELMO Live for her birthday...a week after surgery...we will see :D hopefully this time around no blood transfusions and crazy soreness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..that wraps it up....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-5779439459085844286?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/5779439459085844286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=5779439459085844286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/5779439459085844286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/5779439459085844286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='.....'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SWd3BJ5TAyI/AAAAAAAAALc/7Mc5TquVW8c/s72-c/jan09+001-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-8727321419156828076</id><published>2009-01-04T15:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T15:14:08.039-06:00</updated><title type='text'>once again....</title><content type='html'>i am anemic. as most would remember that i was severe with ryan and ended up with blood transfusions. now i am taking my normal iron pre-natal and another iron pill...blah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-8727321419156828076?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-6313273618753722831</id><published>2009-01-01T08:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T08:59:29.620-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2008</title><content type='html'>sadly enough...i AM ready to see the 2008 go. it wasn't a horrible year...yet it wasn't the greatest year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things to remember:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;ryan got pnemonia and was hospitalized....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ryan walked two days before her birthday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ryan turned 1 (tear)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i helped coach julee's softball team and had a blast&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ryan didn't like the swimming pool and gradually liked it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tucker and i celebrated 4 yrs of marriage&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tucker and i found out i am pregnant...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we got to see the carroll side of family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;maddie our niece was born&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;julee moved to tucker's parents&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;julee started 7th grade and turned 13 EEEEEK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i was told i am having a boy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;then i was told it was unknown&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;then i was told it was a girl&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;thew we decided not to find out&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ryan started talking A LOT&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ryan started dance class&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ryan had her first recital&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;jake and jessica got married&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CHRISTmas flew by in a blur&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upcoming events in 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;ryan turns 2 yrs old!! (lots of tears)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we have a baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tucker and i are together for 5 years....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things to accomplish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;after baby 2 gets here i am going to start training to run marathons&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i plan to nurse till the baby weans themselves&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be able to balance two kids and do a good job&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;let go of some people who are extremely negative for awhile&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be a better Christian- make a lifestyle makeover&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be a better mommy and wife&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;take the course 'keepers of the home' at our church&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;become members of FBC&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;master photoshop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be nicer to my in-laws&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;read the bible daily instead of not very much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-6313273618753722831?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/6313273618753722831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=6313273618753722831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/6313273618753722831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/6313273618753722831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2009/01/2008.html' title='2008'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-1699318936700699537</id><published>2008-12-31T11:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T11:17:43.483-06:00</updated><title type='text'>dr visit update</title><content type='html'>well, i am officially having this baby feb. 26th. i am scheduled as of today. i went to the dr this morning and was graced with taking the glucose test...(blah). nothing much has changed other than setting the date. oh, the baby isn't that big...no worries cause ryan wasn't big herself. i can't believe in 8 weeks baby will be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it is a girl....we think the name will be dylan scout...or dylan reese....if a boy....reagan arvil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good news. we bought a new car. see ya bug! we bought a 97 lincoln continental which has 4 doors!! :D it's a boat but a boat that is reliable and a boat with some luxury. best part about our sweet dope ride...well, it's PAID for and NO car payments. now, our money can go towards a house in tulsa!! (just dreaming there). i am proud of my hubby for all the hard work he's put into saving...getting me to save...crunching numbers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to the city yesterday with granNancy...and tucker and ry's granny. i admit the shocking number of people there was amazing...do they work or what?? ryan got some cute sunday dresses and a pair of tap and ballet shoes. the day at the mall really did me in...we got home and went and purchase the car...ate dinner at Granny's...she could literally feed an army at any given moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we don't have big plans tonight. we might celebrate with adeline and shane...i am pretty sure adeline, izzy, ry, and i will pass out before mid-night...but we might try....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR'S!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-1699318936700699537?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/1699318936700699537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=1699318936700699537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/1699318936700699537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/1699318936700699537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2008/12/dr-visit-update.html' title='dr visit update'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-4885495763370910495</id><published>2008-12-26T12:28:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T13:00:55.452-06:00</updated><title type='text'>wow.</title><content type='html'>wow. this past week has been crazy. guess this is a little foreshadowing of next year. seriously can't believe the year 2009 is right around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i finally have a small fraction of time to get some blogging finished. we had weddings and lots of CHRISTmas get togethers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tucker and i decided to do the three of us on CHRISTmas eve. i have to admit that ry is a pretty good present opener. she definitely got to go it quite a bit over the past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SVUmrw8PFuI/AAAAAAAAALM/RDjDxMfKGrY/s1600-h/christmas08+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SVUmrw8PFuI/AAAAAAAAALM/RDjDxMfKGrY/s320/christmas08+086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284172271102924514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ry's 25th anniversary pink power care bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SVUmrR_ZS3I/AAAAAAAAALE/YO0ON75P9RM/s1600-h/christmas08+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SVUmrR_ZS3I/AAAAAAAAALE/YO0ON75P9RM/s320/christmas08+092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284172262794677106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tucker EXCITED to have a watch he can actually wear!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SVUmqkzhQ5I/AAAAAAAAAK8/2bWhiuZEGXE/s1600-h/christmas08+011-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SVUmqkzhQ5I/AAAAAAAAAK8/2bWhiuZEGXE/s320/christmas08+011-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284172250665272210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ry's CHRISTmas jammies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SVUmpzFj9oI/AAAAAAAAAK0/1KDTdtcjmFs/s1600-h/christmas08+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SVUmpzFj9oI/AAAAAAAAAK0/1KDTdtcjmFs/s320/christmas08+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284172237319173762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her vacuum from Papa and GranNancy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SVUmpuHUCNI/AAAAAAAAAKs/rLuVyokOs_k/s1600-h/PC224766-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SVUmpuHUCNI/AAAAAAAAAKs/rLuVyokOs_k/s320/PC224766-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284172235984341202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay, cabbage patch...one of three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SVUktKzX4QI/AAAAAAAAAKk/nqHjSVesF-8/s1600-h/PC224749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SVUktKzX4QI/AAAAAAAAAKk/nqHjSVesF-8/s320/PC224749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284170096201687298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chillin with cousin jonathan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SVUks3m2ayI/AAAAAAAAAKc/pFYNMoPLnok/s1600-h/dec08+219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SVUks3m2ayI/AAAAAAAAAKc/pFYNMoPLnok/s320/dec08+219.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284170091048889122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dancing at the reception...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SVUksg8Nl4I/AAAAAAAAAKU/Z9ZfjMXZV8M/s1600-h/dec08+173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SVUksg8Nl4I/AAAAAAAAAKU/Z9ZfjMXZV8M/s320/dec08+173.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284170084964472706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryan playing jonny's drums...she can actually hold a beat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SVUksF4-YVI/AAAAAAAAAKM/6bKanD0mNzw/s1600-h/dec08+208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SVUksF4-YVI/AAAAAAAAAKM/6bKanD0mNzw/s320/dec08+208.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284170077703135570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dancing with uncle jake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SVUkrU9iMdI/AAAAAAAAAKE/s7ALZI360GY/s1600-h/dec08+191-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SVUkrU9iMdI/AAAAAAAAAKE/s7ALZI360GY/s320/dec08+191-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284170064568922578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pool fam!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SVUjbqjMDiI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/VBdMpcCyGI4/s1600-h/dec08+203-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SVUjbqjMDiI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/VBdMpcCyGI4/s320/dec08+203-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284168695974465058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my fav pics EVER of little ry...she loves love loves Papa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so, we had the wedding...monday we had CHRISTmas at tucker's parents. papa got ryan to steal popcorn balls from everyone! tuesday we went to eat with the pool clan and said our goodbye's to t's bro jason and his family. wednesday tucker and his padre fixed his truck and we had our CHRISTmas celebration. we went to eat since i have been worn out and not feeling up to cooking. Thursday i went and helped t's granny make CHRISTmas dinner. came home and got the squirt up and ready and went back to t and r's granny's house for some good food. played dirty santa....i am pretty pumped about my ice tea maker!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this past holiday season has been action packed. however, this pregnant lady needs a day to re-coop! thus, ry and i are making a movie day and going to watch 'horton hears a who'. enjoy some chill time with t tonight...saturday we may be going to cleveland to look at a car...so, more stuff to do....at least i get my day and i got through CHRISTmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope everyone had a joyful CHRISTmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-4885495763370910495?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/4885495763370910495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=4885495763370910495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/4885495763370910495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/4885495763370910495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2008/12/wow.html' title='wow.'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SVUmrw8PFuI/AAAAAAAAALM/RDjDxMfKGrY/s72-c/christmas08+086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-1149168510919821954</id><published>2008-12-25T12:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T12:44:54.559-06:00</updated><title type='text'>my fav pic.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SVPUjYJRh4I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ZrEDg0P8qOo/s1600-h/christmas08+059-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SVPUjYJRh4I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ZrEDg0P8qOo/s320/christmas08+059-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283800492077582210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;excited for her Diego backpack.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-1149168510919821954?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/1149168510919821954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=1149168510919821954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/1149168510919821954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/1149168510919821954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-fav-pic.html' title='my fav pic.....'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SVPUjYJRh4I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ZrEDg0P8qOo/s72-c/christmas08+059-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-3033738478551469602</id><published>2008-12-25T07:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T07:45:53.234-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry CHRISTmas!</title><content type='html'>just wanted to wish EVERYONE a merry CHRISTmas! (like my friend Micah says). we are having lunch at tucker's grannys....we are coming home to have a birthday party for Jesus this evening and reading the birth of Jesus. may all your days be filled with Joy. -LJP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-3033738478551469602?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/3033738478551469602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=3033738478551469602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/3033738478551469602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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on...fortunately i have managed to stay sickness free. monday became crazy cold but i had to get millions of errands done that went from 2-6...yesterday we woke up and there is an icy snow mix out on our side street. we were locked inside...i attempted to get some Christmas things done...however, Ry is extremely clingy the past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i was suppose to go to the dr for ob...but i didn't want to chance our lives...ry, fetus, and myself....to go....i rescheduled. we still have Ryan's first dance recital today...i believe between three girls we will have 20 something people. i have to get things done for that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, i have a baby shower and i haven't finished her gifts....friday we have wedding stuff....saturday we have wedding stuff.....ahhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i haven't finished christmas gifts. aren't i great??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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noggin'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-5769607699298165696</id><published>2008-12-12T20:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T20:36:19.320-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a cute little prayers....</title><content type='html'>the other day, i was graced with a lovely moment with ryan. we sat down to eat our breakfast...joined hands...i prayed. ryan says "amen" now afterwards. we were eating and of course i am talking to her asking "what would you like to do today?" and she says "hand mama"...i give her my hand with her little precious fingers wrapped around mine...she bows her head and mumbles a few words...look's up and says "AMEN" i began smiling and her happy face appears with glee and begins clapping for herself proclaiming "I DID IT I DID IT!" i told her that i know God understood her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today, we went to mcdonald's and tucker sat down...she grabbed my hand and tucker's and began praying again. so, all i have to say is that i am blessed truly blessed. thankful our children will grow up in a Christian home. i am blessed to have moments like little prayers that make my heart smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-5769607699298165696?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/5769607699298165696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=5769607699298165696' title='0 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ST_ywH2tG-I/AAAAAAAAAJs/w4EjLct0ke4/s1600-h/christmas08+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ST_ywH2tG-I/AAAAAAAAAJs/w4EjLct0ke4/s320/christmas08+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278204196857650146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheesy grin!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ST_yvGpyf8I/AAAAAAAAAJk/gkBcXGecwHY/s1600-h/dec08+153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ST_yvGpyf8I/AAAAAAAAAJk/gkBcXGecwHY/s320/dec08+153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278204179355172802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing the piano (she sings while she plays)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ST_yuoGFiYI/AAAAAAAAAJc/QeTPHF8SqXM/s1600-h/dec08+143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ST_yuoGFiYI/AAAAAAAAAJc/QeTPHF8SqXM/s320/dec08+143.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278204171152361858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keith and julee shooting guns...this one was funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ST_Ulkx2VNI/AAAAAAAAAJU/NR5YN5rQeWo/s1600-h/dec08+141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ST_Ulkx2VNI/AAAAAAAAAJU/NR5YN5rQeWo/s320/dec08+141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278171030294516946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keith and tucker (one of my fav's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ST_UlHrBd-I/AAAAAAAAAJM/JCCqPndWWEw/s1600-h/dec08+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ST_UlHrBd-I/AAAAAAAAAJM/JCCqPndWWEw/s320/dec08+124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278171022481258466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julee looking a lot like rambo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ST_Uk91_k0I/AAAAAAAAAJE/pNoALNxmJQs/s1600-h/dec08+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ST_Uk91_k0I/AAAAAAAAAJE/pNoALNxmJQs/s320/dec08+093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278171019842917186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;polar express...izzy and ryan talking to the conductor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ST_UkQSXS5I/AAAAAAAAAI8/xat_dhFry8M/s1600-h/dec08+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ST_UkQSXS5I/AAAAAAAAAI8/xat_dhFry8M/s320/dec08+063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278171007613881234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she says "look a cow....moooooooo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ST_UkJPMfAI/AAAAAAAAAI0/S1mEZH_EdoM/s1600-h/dec08+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ST_UkJPMfAI/AAAAAAAAAI0/S1mEZH_EdoM/s320/dec08+076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278171005721541634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;polar express 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;well, another weekend has gone by this month...they seem to dwindle fast this month...last saturday, we went on the polar express...afterwards, ry wasn't feeling the greatest so she took a 3 hr nap....ever since she got her shots last friday, she hasn't felt the best...however, i think she might have a little cold too...we went to the nursery and the boys hunted while all the girls stayed inside! since ry and adeline weren't feeling good we called it a short night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday, ryan still wasn't herself...we missed church...tucker didn't have to play music either. ryan took another 3 hr nap...jake/jess's shower was a the church...i went by myself since ry was asleep but everyone kept wanting her so i drove home and got her. i believe she ate all the strawberries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to keith and nancy's (tucker's parents) since nancy's parents (grandmother/graddad) and brother (scott) were in town for the shower. after all the francis's left...tucker took julee outside to shoot guns...making it her first time. t showed her all the safety features and all that jazz. we only have a 20 gauge and a 9 m. so pretty easy for her. then keith got out his 12 gauge and 40 revolver...i almost peed my pants when julee stumbled backwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to keith's parents after that to see christmas decorations. tucker's granny always tries to make everyone fat i think...that house is loaded with food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday was a normal night....considering heroes was on...if you haven't watched heroes...you are truly missing out on a good show!! i always check the clock to see how much more time i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we have dance class...and we might have shane and adeline over for dinner. weird, but they will be our first dinner guests. hopefully they will come back after they taste my cooking!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you all are staying warm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/ST_ywH2tG-I/AAAAAAAAAJs/w4EjLct0ke4/s72-c/christmas08+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-5821062356007543315</id><published>2008-12-06T15:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T15:19:47.278-06:00</updated><title type='text'>festival of lights...train rides...and more....</title><content type='html'>we have been busy. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt; has been laced with craziness. considering the holiday season is here we also have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jake's&lt;/span&gt; wedding coming up in two weeks. busy busy. last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; we went to the festival of lights which is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; parade...all the shops stay open late so most people shop and wait for the parade to start....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt; absolutely loves parades...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/STrp1GZLROI/AAAAAAAAAIs/bHOXCDxb9Yk/s1600-h/dec08+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/STrp1GZLROI/AAAAAAAAAIs/bHOXCDxb9Yk/s320/dec08+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276787011876504802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;watching for more floats....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/STrp0mqiXrI/AAAAAAAAAIc/cNdMzi-Vz5g/s1600-h/dec08+014-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/STrp0mqiXrI/AAAAAAAAAIc/cNdMzi-Vz5g/s320/dec08+014-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276787003359387314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;soooooo&lt;/span&gt; happy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/STrp09_lXMI/AAAAAAAAAIk/YgQnuPBCptE/s1600-h/dec08+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/STrp09_lXMI/AAAAAAAAAIk/YgQnuPBCptE/s320/dec08+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276787009621679298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;shane&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;izzy&lt;/span&gt;, tucker and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;adeline&lt;/span&gt; on the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/STrp0fw97gI/AAAAAAAAAIU/tEKcXIQ1rWE/s1600-h/dec08+011-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/STrp0fw97gI/AAAAAAAAAIU/tEKcXIQ1rWE/s320/dec08+011-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276787001507311106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; pic 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/STrpzpUXUVI/AAAAAAAAAIM/8vDCu1ruZ9U/s1600-h/dec08+005-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/STrpzpUXUVI/AAAAAAAAAIM/8vDCu1ruZ9U/s320/dec08+005-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276786986891825490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;izzy&lt;/span&gt;...aren't they sweet??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;then today we went on the polar express with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Enoch's&lt;/span&gt;. the girls like the first 15 minutes of the ride....oh, the polar express is a train ride to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Custer&lt;/span&gt; city and we get to wear pj's...listen to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; music...the girls loved when the train actually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;choo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;choo'd&lt;/span&gt;. i will post pics of that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Ryan's&lt;/span&gt; shots yesterday. poor baby. she was so happy till they stuck her....she had to get 2 in each leg. no matter what medical professionals say...they do act differently. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Ry&lt;/span&gt; slept for 3 hrs yesterday and even wanted an early bedtime...but we stayed up a little after bedtime to watch "how the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Grinch&lt;/span&gt; stole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;" then we never heard a peep after laying her down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been trying to think of some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; traditions for our family considering i never truly had one. some of them i have i thought of is of course the polar express...having a birthday party for Jesus on Christmas morning....watching a Christmas movie on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; eve...that's about it...i hope that Christmas is a joyous time for our family that we truly grasp &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; is about the birth of Christ...i want &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; to be filled with fun and family time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow we have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Jake&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Jess's&lt;/span&gt; second shower and the Christmas program at the church...busy busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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more....'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/STrp1GZLROI/AAAAAAAAAIs/bHOXCDxb9Yk/s72-c/dec08+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-4934566206430782044</id><published>2008-12-01T08:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T09:11:06.728-06:00</updated><title type='text'>whew....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/STP9HTu9aZI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xKG86VHZyNc/s1600-h/nov08+283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/STP9HTu9aZI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xKG86VHZyNc/s320/nov08+283.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274837890579130770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;julee&lt;/span&gt; excited to be singing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/STP9Gb_ertI/AAAAAAAAAHk/T2Cs_jXkPTw/s1600-h/nov08+256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/STP9Gb_ertI/AAAAAAAAAHk/T2Cs_jXkPTw/s320/nov08+256.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274837875616034514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giving cousin a hug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/STP9FnBg-EI/AAAAAAAAAHc/LSwvbfAumdw/s1600-h/nov08+246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/STP9FnBg-EI/AAAAAAAAAHc/LSwvbfAumdw/s320/nov08+246.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274837861397493826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;awwwwww&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/STP9E1X4kkI/AAAAAAAAAHU/CUYI2qvaTug/s1600-h/nov08+220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/STP9E1X4kkI/AAAAAAAAAHU/CUYI2qvaTug/s320/nov08+220.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274837848069542466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ry&lt;/span&gt; really happy about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/STP9Dl4QroI/AAAAAAAAAHM/JqdyCTsG8zE/s1600-h/nov08+214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/STP9Dl4QroI/AAAAAAAAAHM/JqdyCTsG8zE/s320/nov08+214.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274837826730503810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the landscape artist....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;we have been some busy people this weekend with family in town and such. this is how our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt; went....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt;- thanksgiving in the city...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;julee&lt;/span&gt; came over and watched 'the strangers'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;- tucker and i tried grabbing some black &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; deals at 9 in the morning at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;wal&lt;/span&gt;-mart...we were pretty successful... i caught up on some well needed cleaning and organizing.....took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;julee&lt;/span&gt; back and tucker and i watched 'tropic thunder'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;-tried to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ry&lt;/span&gt; caught up on sleep however she had a late nap...we still went to tucker's parents house since his brother &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;jason&lt;/span&gt;, wife- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;laci&lt;/span&gt;, and their babies were in town...plus, his other bro &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;jake&lt;/span&gt; and fiance &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;jessica&lt;/span&gt;....then tucker's grandparents pat and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;curtis&lt;/span&gt; were in town along with aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;christy&lt;/span&gt; and uncle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;scott&lt;/span&gt; to celebrate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;jason's&lt;/span&gt; 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday and to see all the babies....we ended up staying till almost 9 hrs. making &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;ry&lt;/span&gt; one crazy child...her and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;jonathan&lt;/span&gt; played pretty well together. i got to play with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;maddie&lt;/span&gt;, in which made me want this baby to come sooner than later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;- we didn't get to go to church however, tucker still went to play guitar...then came home went to eat with everyone before they left....afterwards....i went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;jake&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;jess's&lt;/span&gt; wedding shower in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;hinton&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;nancy&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;ruth&lt;/span&gt;. we came home and relaxed a few moments before getting around for 'hanging of the greens' at the church. the nursery was CRAZY....i think they had at least 15 kids in there. we tried to let &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; watch the hanging but she wanted to go to the front to dance or something. we came home and put little crazy to sleep and that basically ended the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, we have to get used to tucker going back to work....TEAR! i believe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;ry&lt;/span&gt; is on the verge of sickness...she has glassy eyes, sleeping more than usual, not so smiley, and wants to cuddle (the big clue)...tonight is heroes!!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we only have one weekend open in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;december&lt;/span&gt;....the rest is committed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;jake's&lt;/span&gt; wedding....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; is a flower girl and tucker a groomsmen....so we have tons to do.  the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;brightside&lt;/span&gt; is this pregnancy is FLYING by fast. i am already 27 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;wks&lt;/span&gt;....i am starting to get anxious. till next time....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-4934566206430782044?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/4934566206430782044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=4934566206430782044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/4934566206430782044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/4934566206430782044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2008/12/whew.html' title='whew....'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/STP9HTu9aZI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xKG86VHZyNc/s72-c/nov08+283.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-6329275802688704360</id><published>2008-11-27T18:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T19:03:05.021-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the day of thanks</title><content type='html'>well, just thought i would say that we went to OKC to eat with the Pool side of our family. we were going to the grand ole furr's but the line was INSANE! as in winding around the parking lot....so we went to western sizzlin.....my first time there...of course is was right smack dab in the middle of ry's nap time thus giving us fun memories....afterwards, we hit up the super wal-mart.....got ry some christmas gifts....then we came home...ry slept from 3-5:30....hopefully we have a good night's rest tonight......anyhoo, HAPPY THANKSGIVING...now i am ready to kick up my feet and enjoy tucker being home for 4 WHOLE days...the most days in quite awhile!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-6329275802688704360?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/6329275802688704360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-4689119954751279841</id><published>2008-11-26T07:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T07:33:03.050-06:00</updated><title type='text'>thankfulness</title><content type='html'>i can't believe thanksgiving is a day away...CRAZY! here are some of the reasons i am thankful:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;my salvation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;God's grace and mercy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my family- my amazing husband and beautiful daughter...and our little angel in the belly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Twilight&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it's hard to remember to be thankful for ALL things. i know i get down and say 'what is there to be thankful for?' but glancing to right i see my bible...in the living room sits a precious little girl, at work is my amazing husband that gives more of himself than anyone...there are ultrasound pictures on the fridge of a precious little baby that will be in our arms in a couple months....we have God, each other, shelter, food, and clothing...do we NEED a fancy car, house, and fancy things??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-4689119954751279841?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/4689119954751279841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=4689119954751279841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/4689119954751279841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/4689119954751279841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2008/11/thankfulness.html' title='thankfulness'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-981514410063986940</id><published>2008-11-23T19:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T19:59:58.485-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ryan and a box</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SSoJS3ZQ02I/AAAAAAAAAHA/gi7YbBRTJR8/s1600-h/nov08+210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SSoJS3ZQ02I/AAAAAAAAAHA/gi7YbBRTJR8/s320/nov08+210.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272036533502792546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are her "piggies"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SSn-9TGAmoI/AAAAAAAAAG4/IARtZJGKOfw/s1600-h/nov08+209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SSn-9TGAmoI/AAAAAAAAAG4/IARtZJGKOfw/s320/nov08+209.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272025167864830594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is her elbow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SSn-859M_jI/AAAAAAAAAGw/UbGozbMkhF8/s1600-h/nov08+208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SSn-859M_jI/AAAAAAAAAGw/UbGozbMkhF8/s320/nov08+208.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272025161117007410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these  are her teeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SSn-8fAO4qI/AAAAAAAAAGo/qIw6YCwh-Kc/s1600-h/nov08+206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SSn-8fAO4qI/AAAAAAAAAGo/qIw6YCwh-Kc/s320/nov08+206.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272025153881957026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is her nose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SSn-8Jigl3I/AAAAAAAAAGg/7rIXqXlqmec/s1600-h/nov08+199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SSn-8Jigl3I/AAAAAAAAAGg/7rIXqXlqmec/s320/nov08+199.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272025148120143730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saying CHEESE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SSn-779EkII/AAAAAAAAAGY/yEjbYQdePyo/s1600-h/nov08+197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SSn-779EkII/AAAAAAAAAGY/yEjbYQdePyo/s320/nov08+197.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272025144473456770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blowing kisses&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/1492751713861407866-981514410063986940?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/981514410063986940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=981514410063986940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/981514410063986940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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busy. last night, we went to tucker's parents for ryan's paw paw birthday party. she loves helping him open up presents. lately she has been quite a little entertainer for all those willing to watch...she was singing "mickey mouse, twinkle twinkle, wheels on the bus, elmo" and everyone loved it of course. ryan doesn't remind me of a shy child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, we moved ryan to a twin bed in her room. her memaw got her a really cute blanket and she has some polka dot sheets and LOVES her bed. ryan grabbed my hand and lead me to her bed...i think all the present opening wore her out with all the dancing and singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other news, RYAN WENT POTTY IN THE POTTY!! we had a potty party. we haven't been training much since the new baby is coming and i don't want to bog her down with a bunch of new changes. but, it did give me hope! she kept going to her potty and saying "poo poo in potty YAY". also, next summer is ellie's last moments...he is moving away. yep, the thumbsucking is out of control when mr. ellie is around. i talked to the dr and he agreed to give it a couple months after dylan is here before taking away ellie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooooo, i think i figured out what ryan has.....i should seriously invest in an MD degree! ryan might have celiac diease...which is an allergy to wheat, rye, and barely. thus, she would have to go on a gluten free diet. this is a herditary disease as well...this disease won't kill but it's more about quality of life...considering the body can't absorb nutrients makes the body work harder to fight off sickness.. anyways, i have to take her in to get tested in the city for it...which is a prick on the finger. answers though....    :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i have a baby shower today and more things tomorrow....my life doesn't slow down and don't think that i will ever get to....but it's okay cause i wouldn't change it for the world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-6402104550665012641?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/6402104550665012641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=6402104550665012641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/6402104550665012641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/6402104550665012641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2008/11/busybusy.html' title='busy...busy'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-8424546030431999804</id><published>2008-11-19T11:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T11:23:13.533-06:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a.......</title><content type='html'>i thought i would write today. i was so sick yesterday...i had aches and chills all day yesterday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;accompanied&lt;/span&gt; by fever...i took some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tylenol&lt;/span&gt; pm, went to bed at 8:30 and this morning felt 100 times better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....anyhoo....yesterday i went to my ob appoint and went to check in only to find out when i made my appoint last month she forgot to click ENTER! yep, i showed up for a non-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;existent&lt;/span&gt; appoint. she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;must've&lt;/span&gt; understood my frustration cause she was going to put me in real quick...but i went this morning instead. i was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; frustrated! when i go to my ob appointments, i take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ry&lt;/span&gt; to tucker's office simply because she freaks when i am up on the table and she can't see or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my appointment today was good and bad. the good news: it's a girl!! the bad news: i am fat. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dr&lt;/span&gt; told me to watch what i eat. it's weird...one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dr&lt;/span&gt; says gain the other says you are fat! okay, so he didn't call me fat but i have never ever ever ever in my life had too-fat-issue-talk. he didn't seem too concerned though...good thing about this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dr&lt;/span&gt; is that i was out of there in 30 minutes...that includes an ultrasound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am happy with a girl. i would have loved a boy only because i would've had one of each. the name "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;arvil&lt;/span&gt;" stops with tucker. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Tulsa&lt;/span&gt; last weekend. we had such a fun time seeing everyone. the only thing about visiting is that i never want to leave. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; loved visiting too. she got to see her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;aaaabaaaaaa&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ava&lt;/span&gt;). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;welp&lt;/span&gt;, that's all for now folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1492751713861407866-8424546030431999804?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/8424546030431999804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=8424546030431999804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/8424546030431999804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/8424546030431999804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2008/11/its.html' title='it&apos;s a.......'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-5392499084874557322</id><published>2008-11-09T20:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T21:27:34.312-06:00</updated><title type='text'>leaves, ballet, and steak</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SRelrvYEsRI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/afFyeEWEbok/s1600-h/nov08+156-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SRelrvYEsRI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/afFyeEWEbok/s320/nov08+156-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266860460103479570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cheese in the leaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SRejsVFmnEI/AAAAAAAAAFo/WyOllQvutZE/s1600-h/nov08+132-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SRejsVFmnEI/AAAAAAAAAFo/WyOllQvutZE/s320/nov08+132-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266858271203302466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanting to play outside all day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SRejspkXmRI/AAAAAAAAAFw/t-ZiIw3skfo/s1600-h/nov08+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SRejspkXmRI/AAAAAAAAAFw/t-ZiIw3skfo/s320/nov08+122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266858276701051154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cutest little dancer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SRejrlOhMrI/AAAAAAAAAFg/roQJygDaEFY/s1600-h/oct08+027-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SRejrlOhMrI/AAAAAAAAAFg/roQJygDaEFY/s320/oct08+027-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266858258355794610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally ready for dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SReknD6RLbI/AAAAAAAAAGI/rj2cXwKCvZw/s1600-h/oct08+031-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SReknD6RLbI/AAAAAAAAAGI/rj2cXwKCvZw/s320/oct08+031-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266859280204639666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;breaking it down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SRejrHrQb6I/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZkaHfufAr2Q/s1600-h/oct08+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SRejrHrQb6I/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZkaHfufAr2Q/s320/oct08+084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266858250423267234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ry's favorite part...the pom pon song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SRekRC2v3GI/AAAAAAAAAGA/73VrV6IpB00/s1600-h/nov08+042-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SRekRC2v3GI/AAAAAAAAAGA/73VrV6IpB00/s320/nov08+042-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266858901964315746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ry LOVES helping cook...this is her testing the sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;this weekend was filled with a bunch of relaxing. we went to breakfast as normal at the cherokee with all of the grandparents. ryan talked her paw paw into a singing frog...she definitely loves her paw paw...when she sees him she just LIGHTS up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't been feeling the greatest so i tried to rest up since tucker was home. ryan has become obsessed with care bears now...i think sesame street is over with...she says "bears bears" gets on the couch with her care bears and relaxes. the cutest little thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryan was up and down all last night...so was her mommy!! ahhhhh!! she has been going through a phase where she likes to sleep with me. i allow it...she's only this age once and actually wants her mommy...we have a while. but we are going to get her a REAL big girl bed this week!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo, ryan helped her daddy rake leaves this morning and played outside majority of the day. our neighbor gave her a stake he was grilling....and i have to say that was the first time i have seen her eat beef....but her daddy ate most of it...our neighbors are pretty awesomely sweet. they are great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, not much this week going on but we have a big trip this weekend to tulsa. i am sure that ryan will make the week go by fast though.&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/1492751713861407866-5392499084874557322?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/5392499084874557322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-3183899130846981653</id><published>2008-11-07T08:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T08:44:59.743-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ELECTION</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SRRM5M7wn1I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/OIJYlTpJtP4/s1600-h/nov08+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SRRM5M7wn1I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/OIJYlTpJtP4/s320/nov08+087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265918409911082834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is so adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SRRLiJKqD8I/AAAAAAAAAFA/ulBFxpel0cc/s1600-h/nov08+080-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SRRLiJKqD8I/AAAAAAAAAFA/ulBFxpel0cc/s320/nov08+080-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265916914251206594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SRRMjZAJZ9I/AAAAAAAAAFI/l4FxmcHidD0/s1600-h/nov08+060-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SRRMjZAJZ9I/AAAAAAAAAFI/l4FxmcHidD0/s320/nov08+060-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265918035193587666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;izzy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SRRK7DBOKZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/d0YxXdYrdco/s1600-h/nov08+098-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SRRK7DBOKZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/d0YxXdYrdco/s320/nov08+098-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265916242586118546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;our little tree huggers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;well, the election has finally drawn to a close. (thank goodness). now, all the political commercials can go away for 4 years. i am glad my vote actually went to the winning candidate...however, i am getting pretty tired of everyone being 'disturbed' about who won...well, i have to say he didn't win narrowly but by a fairly huge margin. i get frustrated cause people win always complain. i live in bible belt oklahoma and i sit in sunday school or during the sermons and listen to all the republican view points and how democrats aren't really christians. i beg to differ. i like to call myself a democratic southern baptist. (basically unheard of...) God chooses the kings that rule over us...does God not have a hand in Obama's win? i have my reasons for choosing to be democratic...i think democrats are more Christian sometimes than republican's...democrats are known as 'bleeding hearts'....anyways, i hardly ever put political opinons out there anymore...people trying to convert me that is a lost cause. i don't know why people debate about politics because we already have our opinons yet people still try to impose on you. BLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we haven't been that busy yet again we are...ryan is such a lil nut!! i love her so much. last night, tucker and i were watching the evening news and ryan got on the couch and gave us a 'group hug' kissed her daddy, kissed me, then proceeded to get down to play. crazy how many times we have 'grouped hug' and she caught on enough to do it out of the blue. yesterday she kept coming to me and saying 'please cheese'....ryan has ate almost 12 pieces of string cheese in the past 3 days...my opinion is she is actually eating something...so let her be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday morning ryan woke me up by singing to me and giving me kisses. sounded like she was singing 'you are my sunshine'...the song i have sang ever since she came out of the womb to wake her up. ry is getting conversational....she talks and talks...she asks 'why?' now...she is such a blessing even when she is embarrassing me with the fake fit in stores!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the baby has been moving like crazy. i am starting to get my belly, thus carrying ryan and having a big ole belly is starting to make me really tired when it comes 8. sometimes i wonder if i can even stay up to put ryan to sleep. however, i do know sleep is now something of the past and i probably won't get any till i am 50. this pregnancy seems to be going by fast. i am already 24 wks...i think trying to keep up with ryan makes the times go by quickly. some days i think of how unprepared i am...but how much prep do ya need? i make the milk...cloth diapers i already have, and clothes...i have all those things...i just need to dig out the clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, till next time adios!&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/1492751713861407866-3183899130846981653?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/3183899130846981653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=3183899130846981653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/3183899130846981653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/3183899130846981653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2008/11/election.html' title='ELECTION'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SRRM5M7wn1I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/OIJYlTpJtP4/s72-c/nov08+087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492751713861407866.post-3902940764647319181</id><published>2008-11-01T21:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T21:52:43.324-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween a day late....</title><content type='html'>HAPPY HALLOWEEN...i know i am a day late...we have had a pretty exciting past couple days. wednesday...us girls went to dance class, then decided to play on the playground with adeline and izzy, then decided to go over to adeline and izzy's so the boy's could hunt and most importantly...see their new casa!! (it's pretty awesome). we didn't get home late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday was the day clinton does trick or treating and our church fall festival...we didn't get home till really late that night too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;making friday CRAZY...ry is a child who DEFINITELY needs her scheduled sleeping! her pawpaw aka maytag man came to help fix my sad excuse of a washer that does work so i shouldn't complain...however, ryan came up to me and lead me to our room meaning she wanted to go "night night" @ 6:30!! i actually got to relax with tucker and hang out with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i actually got to sleep in thanks to my super duper wonderful hubby!! we went to breakfast with her pawpaw, uncle jake, granny, and grandpa...i have to admit she does have pawpaw pretty wrapped around her little finger!! afterwards, i went and helped her pawpaw and uncle jake build ryan's shelf that looks like a dollhouse. seriously, whatever ry ry wants ry ry gets from pawpaw!! afterwards, we went to the park. ry LOVES the outdoors just like her daddy. she tries to go outside even if it's cold...we normally do, however, lately she goes outside to bug hunt. have i mention ry's obsession with bugs?? we came home and made some dinner. ryan has been helping with the dinner the past two nights. i let her pour ingredients...she LOVES to help...load/unload the dishwasher, washer, dryer....fold clothes...sweep...anything i am doing she is trying to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SQ0RWrqrk-I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2NrakP8tgRQ/s1600-h/halloween08002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SQ0RWrqrk-I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2NrakP8tgRQ/s320/halloween08002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263882620842513378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;saying cheese!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SQ0Q9RuJ84I/AAAAAAAAAEA/CRYB9xTVhp4/s1600-h/halloween08+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SQ0Q9RuJ84I/AAAAAAAAAEA/CRYB9xTVhp4/s320/halloween08+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263882184381035394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posing with her daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SQ0QxnHZq7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/e5T5diRkKRU/s1600-h/halloween08+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SQ0QxnHZq7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/e5T5diRkKRU/s320/halloween08+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263881983965637554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SQ0QoCydIoI/AAAAAAAAADw/Jj_546u4uF4/s1600-h/halloween08+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SQ0QoCydIoI/AAAAAAAAADw/Jj_546u4uF4/s320/halloween08+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263881819595285122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dr. pool with dr. mark, bennett, and matthew the stormtrooper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SQ0QZ3u-RPI/AAAAAAAAADo/j4TEHTlhqF8/s1600-h/halloween08+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SQ0QZ3u-RPI/AAAAAAAAADo/j4TEHTlhqF8/s320/halloween08+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263881576109720818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing games with jada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SQ0QRucMtAI/AAAAAAAAADg/OndWXQmYjt4/s1600-h/halloween08+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SQ0QRucMtAI/AAAAAAAAADg/OndWXQmYjt4/s320/halloween08+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263881436176102402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with addison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SQ0QIxiyYjI/AAAAAAAAADY/NmkoaVVtG_o/s1600-h/halloween08+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SQ0QIxiyYjI/AAAAAAAAADY/NmkoaVVtG_o/s320/halloween08+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263881282390221362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"fishing" for candy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SQ0P6ak93nI/AAAAAAAAADQ/0V346LvHsTc/s1600-h/halloween08+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SQ0P6ak93nI/AAAAAAAAADQ/0V346LvHsTc/s320/halloween08+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263881035707178610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ry loved putting pretzels in the lion's mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;anyhoo, i am amazed with all ryan has been doing lately. her language doubles each week...today she said "why why why?" she loves taking bows at the end of each dance. too cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the baby in my uterus is becoming much much much bigger. i have double in sized in the past couple weeks. ...i have gained 10lbs...but still i am short so looks more like 20!  i am feeling movement like crazy...i love the assurance of movement!! i am kind of hoping for a girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the names we've came up with for a boy are: reagan, christian, logan and that's about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for girls:marley, dylan, and that's about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i know is that i am going to be HUGE!! i hope i can still walk...this pregnancy is flying by! i am 23 wks already....and i have too much to do before this baby gets here...well, happy time change and adios!&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/1492751713861407866-3902940764647319181?l=poolpartyof4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/feeds/3902940764647319181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1492751713861407866&amp;postID=3902940764647319181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/3902940764647319181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1492751713861407866/posts/default/3902940764647319181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolpartyof4.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-halloween-day-late.html' title='Happy Halloween a day late....'/><author><name>lacyj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17109872367772855337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyl-Ongm55k/SQ0RWrqrk-I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2NrakP8tgRQ/s72-c/halloween08002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
