<?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-1388954594083817189</id><updated>2012-01-23T20:37:33.832-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Westlake World</title><subtitle type='html'>A record of our crazy (but FUN) lives!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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>273</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-2668569111190893646</id><published>2012-01-19T23:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T23:41:27.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New Adventure</title><content type='html'>So...now that we have covered my reasons for NOT blogging...let's cover the reasons that I am jumping back into it now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply put, we are moving to Japan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if you caught that...but we are moving to Japan! In less than three months! My little family is going to be living on the other side of the WORLD! Who does that? Who just up and leaves their lives and moves to Japan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently...we do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let me elaborate. (Please remember that I write this more for my own record, not for anyone else, so if I am boring you...feel free to skeedaddle!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little over two years ago, we were driving across the country on our way home to South Carolina from spending Christmas in Colorado. David and I started talking about our options for our next tour. We had both been thinking about it and both had felt led to consider Japan as an option. I remember how excited we felt when we settled on the idea and decided that we would try to go. We didn't have to decide right then but we knew the time would quickly approach and we should at least start thinking about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Months went by and we didn't really have any need to talk about it. Nobody would talk to David about where he wanted to go that early and, to be honest, we didn't want to bring it up too early because we were enjoying shore duty! Another year passed by and we were finally able to start talking to the detailer last spring. Our request to go to Japan was immediately shot down. He told us there was no way we could go. It would cost them too much to get our family over there and they would rather take someone with fewer children. We were pretty bummed. So, we waited. We waited for something else of interest to open up. We soon found out that we would be going back to Virginia and would be stationed on the same ship my sister is currently stationed on. While it wasn't our first choice, we chose to believe that it was where God wanted us and took comfort in knowing that we were going to have friends when we moved there, my sister would be nearby, we were familiar with the area, etc. We had even started to look for houses to purchase in the area. We found a home near some of our dearest friends and fell in love with the idea of living across the street from them and our kids growing up together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, imagine my surprise when David called and asked me my thoughts on moving to Japan. All I could think was, "I don't know if you remember or not, but they told us NO! We are moving to Virginia!" He proceeded to explain to me that our orders had been "given away" and we were now going to Japan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can tell you is that I literally felt the room spinning. I was so confused. Was he joking? Why would we be going to Japan? We just found a house in Virginia. We were going to live near my sister. We were going to have friends there! People speak English there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember shaking. I hung up with David and started dialing my phone. I needed to talk to someone. I needed to share this with someone. I was scared. I was confused. I was lost. I finally reached one of my best girlfriends and shared the news with her. Coincidentally, she was the same friend that we were trying to live across the street from. Needless to say, neither of us were very happy at the moment. She promised me she would be praying and I promised her I would be keeping her posted on what I heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, because I didn't know what else to do, I&amp;nbsp;laid&amp;nbsp;down on the middle of my living room rug, face down and started kicking and screaming and yelling at God. I was throwing a tantrum better than any of my kids EVER had! (Thankfully Isaac was napping and the big kids were at school). I told Him how wrong this was and how He had messed up. I told him how I had plans and He wasn't listening to me. I told him that this wasn't fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I took a deep breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then had one of those moments that I wish I could have every day. A moment in which I literally felt the peace of God rush over me and through me. And suddenly I was calm. Suddenly, as if HE was whispering in my ear, I started remembering that WE really wanted to go to Japan and we had been told "no" and now He had made a way. Scriptures started flooding my mind.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-color: #f9fdff; color: #001320; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; text-align: justify;"&gt;For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future! (Jer 29:11) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Don't worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done. (Philippians 4:6).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I must have laid there for an hour. I just had to take it all in. I needed to process. But when I stood up, I felt better. I knew that no matter what, we were going to make it! We were going to figure this crazy thing out. Now I could feel excitement, anticipation,&amp;nbsp;thankfulness. God had heard our hearts. He saw fit to take us to Japan. And can I just tell you...I am ready for this adventure!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-2668569111190893646?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2668569111190893646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=2668569111190893646' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/2668569111190893646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/2668569111190893646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2012/01/our-new-adventure.html' title='Our New Adventure'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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-1388954594083817189.post-6541219006579788010</id><published>2012-01-17T14:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T14:25:00.338-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shore Duty</title><content type='html'>I am not going to lie. It is one of my excuses for not updating the blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been on shore duty for the last 3.5 years! If you aren't a Navy family...I know you don't really get it. It's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When David and I got married we were in the "nuclear pipeline" being trained to operate the reactors on the ships. This meant long hours in school and, for me, even longer hours studying. It did NOT come naturally to me. We spent lots of late nights together and any time on the weekend that we could find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got out of the Navy, David was working shift work. He worked a crazy rotating schedule and we had a new baby at home. We still made the most of it because it was really all we knew. When we could be together we just wanted to enjoy our time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time Isabelle was born a couple years later, we were on sea duty. I suddenly found myself to be a "single mom" of sorts as the ship was often gone or requiring long hours. When the ship was home, we spent every little bit of time together that we could! We were apart more than we were together so our time together was precious. Life revolved around the next time that we would get to spend time as a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since moving to Charleston, we have lived a very different life. David is home almost every night for dinner. He has shared in the&amp;nbsp;responsibilities&amp;nbsp;around the house. We spend weekends as a family. I get to sit next to my husband at church. David has gotten to be a part of art fairs at school, Christmas programs and all sorts of&amp;nbsp;activities. He has been home to experience Isaac's first steps, first words and fed him his first solids. He has taught the kids to ride bikes and scooters, gone camping, built catapults, read books, watched movies and just taken time to BE with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, without realizing some of the things we weren't doing (like writing a blog) we were just taking time to Be. To Be a family. To Be together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is shore duty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-6541219006579788010?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6541219006579788010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=6541219006579788010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/6541219006579788010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/6541219006579788010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2012/01/shore-duty.html' title='Shore Duty'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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-1388954594083817189.post-7549717865566435692</id><published>2012-01-16T14:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T14:25:02.201-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fresh Start</title><content type='html'>Where do I even start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began&amp;nbsp;writing&amp;nbsp;this blog several years ago as a way for my family and friends to keep up with us as we live so far away from many of them. I used to be pretty consistent about updating. And then I stopped. It just happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, almost two years later...here we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I know that most people will just scan through and see the pictures and see what we are up to, I see myself using this as a format to document our adventures through life, through parenthood, through marriage, through the ups and the downs, the travels and the quiet times at home. This is our life...and I. Am. Blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to our new adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a4Wf3LixND8/TxR5PYKcYXI/AAAAAAAACc8/NL9Rb3R24vg/s1600/280kp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a4Wf3LixND8/TxR5PYKcYXI/AAAAAAAACc8/NL9Rb3R24vg/s320/280kp.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-7549717865566435692?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7549717865566435692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=7549717865566435692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/7549717865566435692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/7549717865566435692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2012/01/fresh-start.html' title='A Fresh Start'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/-a4Wf3LixND8/TxR5PYKcYXI/AAAAAAAACc8/NL9Rb3R24vg/s72-c/280kp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-3285993786486268477</id><published>2010-02-02T16:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T17:34:27.357-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On the move!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-72ff9f161278895d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D72ff9f161278895d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330404752%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D14F4CC5191AD67B849E67F59285CD2629487F37F.57F921B09742FA1CADAB99596BE6749F649F35AE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D72ff9f161278895d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Diwv7A-EM8F4G6L-LAaYZOVJTlb4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D72ff9f161278895d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330404752%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D14F4CC5191AD67B849E67F59285CD2629487F37F.57F921B09742FA1CADAB99596BE6749F649F35AE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D72ff9f161278895d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Diwv7A-EM8F4G6L-LAaYZOVJTlb4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have been trying for days to get this video up so that you all could see how great Isaac is doing crawling! What a big boy! I will post more this week...for now, enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-3285993786486268477?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3285993786486268477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=3285993786486268477' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/3285993786486268477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/3285993786486268477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2010/02/on-move.html' title='On the move!'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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-1388954594083817189.post-6966918381757547605</id><published>2010-01-15T09:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T10:38:40.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Decade</title><content type='html'>2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, be forewarned...this may get lengthy...and there are no pictures (today)...just my thoughts. So, come back another day if you were looking for pictures of the kids or our trip to CO. Today is simply a reflection. My reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I turned 30. (No, I am not upset about it and this is not going to be a depressing post!). Yes, 30! So as everyone is taking a look back at the decade that just seemed to flash before our eyes, I am seeing it with a whole other perspective. My twenties are gone and I have entered into a new time. A new decade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is funny to hear different people's reactions to getting older. Most seem to dread it. When I shared that I was turning 30, most people gasped or made some joke about being over the hill or looked like they were waiting for me to start crying. They weren't going to get that reaction from me though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but look back at the decade that has just passed and feel amazingly blessed. A LOT has happened in the last ten years. Here is a quick recap of the last decade to give you a little insight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2000- I joined the Navy, went to boot camp, moved away from home for the first time (to Charleston, SC), met and, most importantly, fell in love with my wonderful husband. By the end of the year we were engaged and planning our wedding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2001- David and I got married, finished Nuclear Power School and found out we were expecting our first child! We made the decision for me to get out of the Navy in order to be an at-home mom, while David continued his Navy career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2002- We welcomed Ian into the world and our lives would be forever changed! What an amazing joy parenthood is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2003- We bought our first home, celebrated Ian's first birthday and got orders to move to Norfolk, VA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2004- In January, as we settled into our home in Virginia, we found out that we were expecting our second baby! In September we welcomed Isabelle to the family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005- Being a military family, we knew it was inevitable that David would be deployed and 2005 was the year. We celebrated Isabelle's first birthday a week early so that David could be a part of it and then we said our tearful goodbyes. I learned that friends are truly the family that you choose for yourself as my fellow military friends became my family during David's absence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006- David got to come home early from deployment to attend a specialty school and we got to enjoy being a complete family unit again! While we were elated that David got to be home with us, I also experienced my first major loss as my grandfather passed away. David also reenlisted in the Navy, committing to serve until 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007- My grandmother passed away suddenly and I again faced loss. That summer I finally started the blog that I had been promising my family for so long. Ian started Kindergarten and Isabelle started preschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008- We got orders to move back to Charleston, SC. We bought a home and enjoyed the perks of shore duty and having David home more often! In August we were SURPRISED to find out that we would be adding another family member to our crew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009- We welcomed Isaac to the family in April and our life has been a whirlwind (a delightful whirlwind, but a whirlwind nonetheless!) ever since. (Which is my excuse for not keeping up with the blog nearly as much as I previously had been!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that brings us to today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After looking back at the last decade, seeing how I have been blessed, how many things we have accomplished and how we have grown, I can only look forward to this next decade with anticipation for what God has in store for me and my family. With that, we are facing many big decisions in the next year. Decisions that will greatly impact our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decisions to become DEBT FREE.. Choices about staying Navy or venturing into the civilian world... decisions about having more kids or not...the list goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we wait. With curiosity. With anticipation. With prayer and patience (I am working on the patience part). We wait to see what is in store for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to look back on this next decade and see the adventures we have gone on, the ways that God has blessed us, the young people my children have grown into and how our family has grown as a unit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am 30!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-6966918381757547605?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6966918381757547605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=6966918381757547605' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/6966918381757547605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/6966918381757547605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-decade.html' title='A New Decade'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-3580334493385376760</id><published>2009-11-20T13:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T14:15:02.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven Months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know I still have a lot of catching up to do, but I wanted you all to see my little man since he is growing up so quickly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Six Months&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SwbgPrsgY7I/AAAAAAAACbk/vZn5RgMrjRE/s1600/067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406254962736915378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SwbgPrsgY7I/AAAAAAAACbk/vZn5RgMrjRE/s320/067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SwbgPVXP7MI/AAAAAAAACbc/wFtLHBoR_R0/s1600/191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406254956742175938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SwbgPVXP7MI/AAAAAAAACbc/wFtLHBoR_R0/s320/191.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You may be able to see that he is sitting up more steadily this month! Last month he was really just propped up on the monkey and leaned forward. It made it look like he was sitting on his own, but he wasn't really. This month he has really done well with sitting. As far as his other accomplishments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;He started riding in the buggy at the store (after a thorough wiping down, of course!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is sleeping a solid 10-12 hours at night most nights!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is making us all giggle with his infectious smiles and laughs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is attempting to crawl...but hasn't quite figured out how to make the legs and the arms work at the same time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He rolls across the room to get to whatever he wants to get!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is working on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sippy&lt;/span&gt; cup...but still nursing all the time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is trying all sorts of new yummy foods...he LOVES to eat!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He squeals when Daddy walks in the door at night. If he doesn't get picked up immediately, he throws a fit! He loves his Daddy and enjoys getting the first bit of attention when he gets home!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-3580334493385376760?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3580334493385376760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=3580334493385376760' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/3580334493385376760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/3580334493385376760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/11/seven-months.html' title='Seven Months!'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SwbgPrsgY7I/AAAAAAAACbk/vZn5RgMrjRE/s72-c/067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-8132409036248277915</id><published>2009-11-15T10:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T09:32:19.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Engineer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Another lost post...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On one of the last days of school in June, Ian made a Kazoo out of wax paper and a toilet paper roll. He thought he would figure out how to play it without over exerting himself! He went to work with his Knex and made this:&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRkPpCWV1I/AAAAAAAACQg/0vxGJlWUMko/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347008877472143186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRkPpCWV1I/AAAAAAAACQg/0vxGJlWUMko/s320/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little Engineer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRkPaPH2bI/AAAAAAAACQY/iWMWtO6nmuw/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347008873499187634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRkPaPH2bI/AAAAAAAACQY/iWMWtO6nmuw/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-8132409036248277915?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8132409036248277915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=8132409036248277915' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/8132409036248277915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/8132409036248277915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/little-engineer.html' title='Little Engineer'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRkPpCWV1I/AAAAAAAACQg/0vxGJlWUMko/s72-c/027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-8454262124213768754</id><published>2009-11-14T22:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T22:37:00.341-05:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Weeks</title><content type='html'>Another lost post...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRjMRn9gpI/AAAAAAAACQQ/EV9FV1O85Pw/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347007720136213138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRjMRn9gpI/AAAAAAAACQQ/EV9FV1O85Pw/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRjMGSYtrI/AAAAAAAACQI/6oeShWrLwdQ/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347007717092931250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRjMGSYtrI/AAAAAAAACQI/6oeShWrLwdQ/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-8454262124213768754?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8454262124213768754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=8454262124213768754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/8454262124213768754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/8454262124213768754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/11/7-weeks.html' title='7 Weeks'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRjMRn9gpI/AAAAAAAACQQ/EV9FV1O85Pw/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-621113062271747921</id><published>2009-11-14T02:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T09:25:09.611-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in the shuffle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today, as I am trying to work on some of my catching up, I realized I have a few posts that got skipped over and never posted..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is amazing to see how time is flying by...Here is Isaac at one month!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sgm6d3K1u5I/AAAAAAAACCc/QL-lqoeX-w8/s1600-h/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335000255785450386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sgm6d3K1u5I/AAAAAAAACCc/QL-lqoeX-w8/s320/042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sgm6dlprdHI/AAAAAAAACCU/BLo_dwcXspE/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335000251082962034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sgm6dlprdHI/AAAAAAAACCU/BLo_dwcXspE/s320/047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sgm6daDxlpI/AAAAAAAACCM/IyROG51kb6A/s1600-h/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335000247971190418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sgm6daDxlpI/AAAAAAAACCM/IyROG51kb6A/s320/052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And later this week, you will see him at 7months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1388954594083817189-621113062271747921?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/621113062271747921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=621113062271747921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/621113062271747921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/621113062271747921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/11/lost-in-shuffle.html' title='Lost in the shuffle'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sgm6d3K1u5I/AAAAAAAACCc/QL-lqoeX-w8/s72-c/042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-6159867428691290434</id><published>2009-11-11T22:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T22:35:57.479-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Exciting Visit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Way back in August (I told you I have a lot to catch up on!), I got a call from my cousin, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Girard&lt;/span&gt;. He had just completed an Army National Guard school in GA and figured he would continue the drive to SC to pay us a visit! I was so excited! I hadn't seen him since 2004, when I was pregnant with Isabelle and he was still a goofy teenager...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Svt-mtGq6zI/AAAAAAAACbU/8vntlONp0i4/s1600-h/HPIM0290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403051381368744754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Svt-mtGq6zI/AAAAAAAACbU/8vntlONp0i4/s320/HPIM0290.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, it was wild when he showed up in my driveway wearing his Army uniform! Hello! Where did my little cousin go? He is now taller than I am, and so grown up! I have to say, I was darn proud to see him in that uniform! I think we all knew &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Girard&lt;/span&gt; would go into the military at some point! He is just meant to do it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The kids didn't really know what to expect when I told them that he was going to come stay for a few days. As you can see below, however, Ian and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Girard&lt;/span&gt; got along GREAT! (Here they are watching some "Nerd TV" show about Star Wars) Ian would have gladly shared his room for as long as Gerard would be willing to stay!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Svt3nZg0SbI/AAAAAAAACak/qyoiuVFRKHE/s1600-h/IMG_7097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403043696708176306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Svt3nZg0SbI/AAAAAAAACak/qyoiuVFRKHE/s320/IMG_7097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We did a little bit of sight seeing (which I somehow didn't get any pictures of), took him to see the old air craft carrier here in town, took him on a submarine (we had to show him how the Navy lives!) and went bowling.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Svt3nLEjUxI/AAAAAAAACac/sYF2vgyndNo/s1600-h/IMG_7099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403043692831527698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Svt3nLEjUxI/AAAAAAAACac/sYF2vgyndNo/s320/IMG_7099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sometimes the food is just more exciting than the game, right?&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Svt1l9DLC_I/AAAAAAAACaU/XeG0ltJ_jzU/s1600-h/IMG_7110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403041472864521202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Svt1l9DLC_I/AAAAAAAACaU/XeG0ltJ_jzU/s320/IMG_7110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Girard&lt;/span&gt; even got his time in with Isaac. Isaac LOVED him! Girard looked a little stiff in the beginning:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Svt1ln0cAuI/AAAAAAAACaM/8GNWpXPhTGg/s1600-h/IMG_7113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403041467165573858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Svt1ln0cAuI/AAAAAAAACaM/8GNWpXPhTGg/s320/IMG_7113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But, I assure you, it is all an act! He is great with the kids!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Svt1ldUcfyI/AAAAAAAACaE/9YvG37rDS7s/s1600-h/IMG_7117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403041464347033378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Svt1ldUcfyI/AAAAAAAACaE/9YvG37rDS7s/s320/IMG_7117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And even though he may be taller than I am and be a little older than I remember him being, he was definitely still my &lt;em&gt;little&lt;/em&gt; cousin that liked to goof around and have a great time!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Svt1lFp4fnI/AAAAAAAACZ8/BGu1Wc3FhZ4/s1600-h/IMG_7126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403041457994497650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Svt1lFp4fnI/AAAAAAAACZ8/BGu1Wc3FhZ4/s320/IMG_7126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am so glad that you came, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Girard&lt;/span&gt;! We can't wait til we get to visit again! Thanks for making the drive out here!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Svt1knlUyhI/AAAAAAAACZ0/iHmKECkIp1w/s1600-h/IMG_7131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403041449922316818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Svt1knlUyhI/AAAAAAAACZ0/iHmKECkIp1w/s320/IMG_7131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-6159867428691290434?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6159867428691290434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=6159867428691290434' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/6159867428691290434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/6159867428691290434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/11/exciting-visit.html' title='An Exciting Visit!'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/Svt-mtGq6zI/AAAAAAAACbU/8vntlONp0i4/s72-c/HPIM0290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-4172750025616080754</id><published>2009-11-04T21:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T22:07:19.282-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Attempt (to catch you up)</title><content type='html'>Okay. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't forgotten about the blog. In fact, I have been reminded of it quite frequently (you know who you are).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, life has taken me for a wild ride and while I wish I had all the time in the world to fill you all in on my many adventures...well, I don't. I am too busy trying to figure out how to be a house-cleaning, dinner-cooking, laundry-folding, homeschooling, breastfeeding, grocery shopping, taxi-driving, wife and supermom of three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while many of you out there that have been through this phase or are going through it now, might think I am just coming up with excuses...well, maybe you are right. But, I promise to try to do better about keeping you all filled in on our crazy lives! Thanks for hanging in there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Now, if Blogger would just upload my pictures in a timely manner!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-4172750025616080754?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4172750025616080754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=4172750025616080754' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/4172750025616080754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/4172750025616080754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/11/great-attempt-to-catch-you-up.html' title='The Great Attempt (to catch you up)'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-4903129011583659757</id><published>2009-09-02T11:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T15:26:27.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day at the Beach!</title><content type='html'>I am still catching up from August and didn't want to forget to share these pictures. My little sister, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haaley&lt;/span&gt;, came into town for a week and hitting the beach was a priority to her! The kids didn't mind one bit! We were also able to meet up with some old friends of ours...&lt;br /&gt;Jeff and Ginny were are neighbors when David and I first got married. We had not seen them in six years! They were coming to spend a few days at the beach and we met up with them there! It is amazing how years can go by and we can still get together as if no time has past. In that six years, there have been 2 more &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Westlakes&lt;/span&gt; born and Olivia was added to their family. She and Isabelle are only a couple months apart in age so they had a fabulous time together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mini Beach Babes!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SpYHxPscQnI/AAAAAAAACZo/xah2AStVQuI/s1600-h/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374491747921183346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SpYHxPscQnI/AAAAAAAACZo/xah2AStVQuI/s320/048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac slept the day away (except for nursing once).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SpYHwjQKz6I/AAAAAAAACZg/sg5GMY7Mluc/s1600-h/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374491735991439266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SpYHwjQKz6I/AAAAAAAACZg/sg5GMY7Mluc/s320/051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haaley&lt;/span&gt; buried Ian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SpYHwTo1tkI/AAAAAAAACZY/2HuT2dF7aC0/s1600-h/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374491731799946818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SpYHwTo1tkI/AAAAAAAACZY/2HuT2dF7aC0/s320/053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle enjoyed some girl time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SpYHv2aIhUI/AAAAAAAACZQ/hC5vLxG5Bn0/s1600-h/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374491723953636674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SpYHv2aIhUI/AAAAAAAACZQ/hC5vLxG5Bn0/s320/064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mr Jeff and Ian dug a big hole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SpYHvUMR32I/AAAAAAAACZI/ovlh_gJNa78/s1600-h/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374491714768723810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SpYHvUMR32I/AAAAAAAACZI/ovlh_gJNa78/s320/075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle thought they were digging it just  for her to jump into!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SpYDlnNSGvI/AAAAAAAACZA/zwNs432xoQw/s1600-h/076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374487150028004082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SpYDlnNSGvI/AAAAAAAACZA/zwNs432xoQw/s320/076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Olivia had fun splashing too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SpYDlAbJngI/AAAAAAAACY4/pFSLTYDHHJw/s1600-h/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374487139617185282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SpYDlAbJngI/AAAAAAAACY4/pFSLTYDHHJw/s320/078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls finally took a break for lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SpYDkcX2MlI/AAAAAAAACYw/A-3C49nuVdI/s1600-h/083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374487129939653202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SpYDkcX2MlI/AAAAAAAACYw/A-3C49nuVdI/s320/083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After a great day at the beach, everyone came over for dinner and some more visiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SpYDj1F1NGI/AAAAAAAACYo/M0fXLCA7E9k/s1600-h/085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374487119395107938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SpYDj1F1NGI/AAAAAAAACYo/M0fXLCA7E9k/s320/085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls had such a great day together and can't wait to see each other again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SpYDjtekxPI/AAAAAAAACYg/4VIf4Fnpb-M/s1600-h/087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374487117351404786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SpYDjtekxPI/AAAAAAAACYg/4VIf4Fnpb-M/s320/087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-4903129011583659757?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4903129011583659757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=4903129011583659757' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/4903129011583659757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/4903129011583659757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-at-beach.html' title='A Day at the Beach!'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SpYHxPscQnI/AAAAAAAACZo/xah2AStVQuI/s72-c/048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-146317157937810294</id><published>2009-08-27T07:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T07:49:00.882-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The many faces of Isaac</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SoidPR13USI/AAAAAAAACXg/CCfBlp8-jMo/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370715441452241186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SoidPR13USI/AAAAAAAACXg/CCfBlp8-jMo/s320/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SoidO-Twx8I/AAAAAAAACXY/oZ7cNxTnyFY/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370715436208932802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SoidO-Twx8I/AAAAAAAACXY/oZ7cNxTnyFY/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SoidOixZfFI/AAAAAAAACXQ/QF3Uw_EoO1k/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370715428817042514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SoidOixZfFI/AAAAAAAACXQ/QF3Uw_EoO1k/s320/037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Please pardon my crazy picture arrangement...Blogger is up to no good!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isaac is generally very easy going, but sometimes, he seems to have the craziest mood swings! These pictures were all taken within about a 10second span. I think we might have a little actor on our hands!&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/1388954594083817189-146317157937810294?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/146317157937810294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=146317157937810294' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/146317157937810294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/146317157937810294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/08/many-faces-of-isaac.html' title='The many faces of Isaac'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SoidPR13USI/AAAAAAAACXg/CCfBlp8-jMo/s72-c/032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-2011179918290498445</id><published>2009-08-27T07:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T07:34:00.573-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SoiYQRWn78I/AAAAAAAACXI/2Oth1huO24E/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370709960942940098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SoiYQRWn78I/AAAAAAAACXI/2Oth1huO24E/s320/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ian loves to hold Isaac. He asks frequently! Isaac seems to enjoy his time with his big brother too! (You know you are jealous of those tummy rolls!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-2011179918290498445?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2011179918290498445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=2011179918290498445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/2011179918290498445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/2011179918290498445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/08/boy-time.html' title='Boy Time'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SoiYQRWn78I/AAAAAAAACXI/2Oth1huO24E/s72-c/031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-1337249402994997388</id><published>2009-08-26T19:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T22:50:25.292-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Toe Touch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SoiXTieyAfI/AAAAAAAACXA/OtT-jV6rku0/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370708917568537074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SoiXTieyAfI/AAAAAAAACXA/OtT-jV6rku0/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isaac's new favorite toys are his toes!!! Whether he is on the floor, in his swing or sitting on our laps, he loves to find his toes! He even manages to get them in his mouth on occation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SoiXS4PcIMI/AAAAAAAACW4/u7wytRJ27FU/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370708906229899458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SoiXS4PcIMI/AAAAAAAACW4/u7wytRJ27FU/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-1337249402994997388?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1337249402994997388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=1337249402994997388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/1337249402994997388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/1337249402994997388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/08/toe-touch.html' title='Toe Touch!'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SoiXTieyAfI/AAAAAAAACXA/OtT-jV6rku0/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-5885452403964346719</id><published>2009-08-08T11:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T11:58:00.905-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A new do...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;David offered to cut Ian's hair. When I went out into the garage, this is what I saw...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8jJ2NpzoI/AAAAAAAACWs/5QivSydvQ_M/s1600-h/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363544333300125314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8jJ2NpzoI/AAAAAAAACWs/5QivSydvQ_M/s320/081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But when they were done, this is what I saw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8jJQPVGnI/AAAAAAAACWk/fxaApWDKPZ0/s1600-h/083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363544323106609778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8jJQPVGnI/AAAAAAAACWk/fxaApWDKPZ0/s320/083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He loves it! (I think he mostly enjoys the attention he is getting from it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8jJD4ppiI/AAAAAAAACWc/7rvPvWpYe34/s1600-h/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363544319790261794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8jJD4ppiI/AAAAAAAACWc/7rvPvWpYe34/s320/088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's my wild man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8jIn94_gI/AAAAAAAACWU/RT_C0X1wqs0/s1600-h/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363544312296046082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8jIn94_gI/AAAAAAAACWU/RT_C0X1wqs0/s320/090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-5885452403964346719?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5885452403964346719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=5885452403964346719' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/5885452403964346719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/5885452403964346719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-do.html' title='A new do...'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8jJ2NpzoI/AAAAAAAACWs/5QivSydvQ_M/s72-c/081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-8178877638160025520</id><published>2009-08-07T11:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T11:39:00.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tummy Time</title><content type='html'>Last weekend we cleared our coffee table out of the living room in order to allow Isaac some space on the carpet for tummy time. He loves being down there...especially when he has company. Ian loves to entertain him, so it works out well for both of the boys!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8d3K5fWBI/AAAAAAAACWM/i2KqQeo7yvw/s1600-h/063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363538514877044754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8d3K5fWBI/AAAAAAAACWM/i2KqQeo7yvw/s320/063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8d2lqekCI/AAAAAAAACWE/ocqX9sUey9I/s1600-h/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363538504881967138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8d2lqekCI/AAAAAAAACWE/ocqX9sUey9I/s320/068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8d1XispaI/AAAAAAAACV8/ZBnkUosHnME/s1600-h/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363538483911370146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8d1XispaI/AAAAAAAACV8/ZBnkUosHnME/s320/080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1388954594083817189-8178877638160025520?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8178877638160025520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=8178877638160025520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/8178877638160025520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/8178877638160025520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/08/tummy-time.html' title='Tummy Time'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8d3K5fWBI/AAAAAAAACWM/i2KqQeo7yvw/s72-c/063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-8332458950421326012</id><published>2009-08-06T06:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T06:26:00.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pedicure</title><content type='html'>Isabelle decided that she would like her toes painted. She knows she is not allowed to use her nail polish without help, so she found another option...a purple marker...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8ZSbItAGI/AAAAAAAACV0/n8yYhhgxUFI/s1600-h/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363533485534150754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8ZSbItAGI/AAAAAAAACV0/n8yYhhgxUFI/s320/062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1388954594083817189-8332458950421326012?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8332458950421326012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=8332458950421326012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/8332458950421326012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/8332458950421326012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/08/pedicure.html' title='Pedicure'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8ZSbItAGI/AAAAAAAACV0/n8yYhhgxUFI/s72-c/062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-5533935475459154589</id><published>2009-08-05T06:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T13:38:19.234-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monkey</title><content type='html'>I just love this picture because it reminds me of when Isabelle was a baby. She used to cuddle her "baby" while she slept and often covered her face with it. David layed Isaac down for a nap the other night and this is how I found him with his little monkey. Too sweet!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8YdkoTXQI/AAAAAAAACVs/r6LA90Mh3tI/s1600-h/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363532577549540610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8YdkoTXQI/AAAAAAAACVs/r6LA90Mh3tI/s320/052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1388954594083817189-5533935475459154589?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5533935475459154589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=5533935475459154589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/5533935475459154589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/5533935475459154589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/08/monkey.html' title='Monkey'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8YdkoTXQI/AAAAAAAACVs/r6LA90Mh3tI/s72-c/052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-5799901252618583019</id><published>2009-08-04T11:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T13:35:23.614-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Daddy!</title><content type='html'>When we got home from Virginia, it was time to get ready for Daddy's birthday! The kids enjoyed making him a birthday cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were little, my grandma had a big jar full of little cake decorations. When she made a cake, she would let us decorate it however we liked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year I decided to let the kids do the decorating. They had a great time. They covered the white frosting with green sprinkles and put all the decorations and candles in themselves. Ian later noticed the misspelled word, but we told him not to worry about it! Daddy loved it just the way it was!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8WJvIFgKI/AAAAAAAACVk/anddSYTq7nA/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363530037746565282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8WJvIFgKI/AAAAAAAACVk/anddSYTq7nA/s320/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8WJZ9_LNI/AAAAAAAACVc/vVTMPPirpBg/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363530032067062994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8WJZ9_LNI/AAAAAAAACVc/vVTMPPirpBg/s320/049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-5799901252618583019?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5799901252618583019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=5799901252618583019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/5799901252618583019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/5799901252618583019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-daddy.html' title='Happy Birthday Daddy!'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8WJvIFgKI/AAAAAAAACVk/anddSYTq7nA/s72-c/037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-3919953557580318058</id><published>2009-08-04T10:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T13:35:56.907-04:00</updated><title type='text'>VBS</title><content type='html'>While we were in Virginia, our old church was hosting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;VBS&lt;/span&gt;, so the kids were thrilled to go be involved! The theme of the week was Creation and they got to do great crafts and enjoyed all of the lessons and fun songs! They also got to hang out with great friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isabelle and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kylea&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8KrJGfpiI/AAAAAAAACVU/q34G_CicUCE/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363517417515361826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8KrJGfpiI/AAAAAAAACVU/q34G_CicUCE/s320/049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle, Sydney, Ian and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Aiden&lt;/span&gt; (It is amazing how these kids have grown up! They used to be our neighbors when Isabelle was a brand new baby...and now look at these big kids!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8Kq8HXMfI/AAAAAAAACVM/1EZUcvEvEpg/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363517414029341170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8Kq8HXMfI/AAAAAAAACVM/1EZUcvEvEpg/s320/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to see, but here is Isabelle singing her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;VBS&lt;/span&gt; song for all of the parents:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8KqskpUwI/AAAAAAAACVE/yLtZqD79b40/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363517409857196802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8KqskpUwI/AAAAAAAACVE/yLtZqD79b40/s320/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Ian (and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jayden&lt;/span&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8KqEvVH_I/AAAAAAAACU8/40UoJOBfmWk/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363517399164592114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8KqEvVH_I/AAAAAAAACU8/40UoJOBfmWk/s320/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great time was had by all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-3919953557580318058?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3919953557580318058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=3919953557580318058' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/3919953557580318058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/3919953557580318058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/vbs.html' title='VBS'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm8KrJGfpiI/AAAAAAAACVU/q34G_CicUCE/s72-c/049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-6757947216237806664</id><published>2009-08-04T09:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T13:35:39.432-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A quick visit</title><content type='html'>While we were in VA, we got to meet Andrea for lunch at Red Robin. The kids love the restaurant and we don't have one here, so we try to get there when we go up to visit. It was a very quick visit, but we were all very glad to see Miss Andrea! After lunch we said our goodbyes and started to drive off when I got a text from Andrea telling me how bummed she was that we didn't take any pictures. We are so bad about chatting and forgetting about the pictures! So we met up at a local park and got to take a few pictures and see her for a few more minutes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the reminder Miss Andrea! And thanks for meeting us for lunch! We love you!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm77Ehg-8sI/AAAAAAAACU0/bx2p0CcXWmM/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363500261379601090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm77Ehg-8sI/AAAAAAAACU0/bx2p0CcXWmM/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm77EM5s1gI/AAAAAAAACUs/b4SbpZEi1V4/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363500255846127106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm77EM5s1gI/AAAAAAAACUs/b4SbpZEi1V4/s320/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm77D3oVd3I/AAAAAAAACUk/nFmooCmritI/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363500250136147826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm77D3oVd3I/AAAAAAAACUk/nFmooCmritI/s320/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm77DSqB8_I/AAAAAAAACUc/Jvuo56OEu38/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363500240211145714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm77DSqB8_I/AAAAAAAACUc/Jvuo56OEu38/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-6757947216237806664?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6757947216237806664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=6757947216237806664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/6757947216237806664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/6757947216237806664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/quick-visit.html' title='A quick visit'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm77Ehg-8sI/AAAAAAAACU0/bx2p0CcXWmM/s72-c/035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-1295930390594089615</id><published>2009-08-04T08:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T13:36:11.857-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise trip</title><content type='html'>This summer the kids have been begging to get up to Virginia to visit all their friends! David couldn't get much time off this summer, so he suggested that the kids and I head up there for a week. We surprised the kids one Sunday morning. They thought we were heading to church, but the car was packed and we told them we were heading to VA! They were ecstatic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to go stay the week with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Morelands&lt;/span&gt;. The kids enjoyed playing, swimming, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;vbs&lt;/span&gt;, and more playing! Isaac enjoyed being doted on by everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for letting us stay guys! We had a blast!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm74XQdcMaI/AAAAAAAACUU/z8yv5LFxj3g/s1600-h/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363497284683968930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm74XQdcMaI/AAAAAAAACUU/z8yv5LFxj3g/s320/058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm74W0VGvWI/AAAAAAAACUM/8DAQqERlVMw/s1600-h/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363497277132815714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm74W0VGvWI/AAAAAAAACUM/8DAQqERlVMw/s320/055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm7y1IXN1vI/AAAAAAAACUE/77lKUfOwyKA/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363491200836687602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm7y1IXN1vI/AAAAAAAACUE/77lKUfOwyKA/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm7y09ILYtI/AAAAAAAACT8/1kqWl1qHEV8/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363491197820822226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm7y09ILYtI/AAAAAAAACT8/1kqWl1qHEV8/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm7y0fMnZ8I/AAAAAAAACT0/Afqt0UTKGFM/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363491189786372034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; 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&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-1295930390594089615?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1295930390594089615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=1295930390594089615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/1295930390594089615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/1295930390594089615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/surprise-trip.html' title='Surprise trip'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm74XQdcMaI/AAAAAAAACUU/z8yv5LFxj3g/s72-c/058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-4114615395688216648</id><published>2009-07-31T06:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T06:11:00.558-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy Time</title><content type='html'>Maybe we are a little slow on this one, but we have discovered that both Lowe's and Home Depot offer some great projects for kids on Saturday mornings! The kids went with David one morning to build a "putting green." &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm7sAU8fOGI/AAAAAAAACTc/5iXvrjCV5hE/s1600-h/113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363483696611407970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm7sAU8fOGI/AAAAAAAACTc/5iXvrjCV5hE/s320/113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We will definitely be signing up for these again...best of all they are free. That is, until the class is over and Daddy decides he needs to browse the store for anything he might "need!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm7r_0FZCnI/AAAAAAAACTU/L6DC6X5QaiA/s1600-h/112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363483687790381682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm7r_0FZCnI/AAAAAAAACTU/L6DC6X5QaiA/s320/112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-4114615395688216648?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4114615395688216648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=4114615395688216648' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/4114615395688216648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/4114615395688216648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/daddy-time.html' title='Daddy Time'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm7sAU8fOGI/AAAAAAAACTc/5iXvrjCV5hE/s72-c/113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-3049945022377172531</id><published>2009-07-30T22:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T22:43:41.729-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Special Visit</title><content type='html'>Over the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; of July holiday weekend, Justin and Andrea got to come down for a visit. Apparently we held to our usual habits of not taking any pictures until they were ready to leave. This ALWAYS happens! Then we rush around and take a few pictures before they load up and drive away.&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually, we did take some pictures at the beach... but this was the best "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;blogable&lt;/span&gt;" picture of them with Isaac. Andrea refused to sign my waiver permitting me to put up pictures of her in her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;swimmin&lt;/span&gt;' suit! But I do need to put some pictures up of the kids at the beach! They had so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...back to their visit...&lt;br /&gt;It was actually the first time that Justin got to come down here! It was great to have him here and the kids REALLY enjoyed hanging out with him (or hanging on him!) We hit the beach, went to Rita's, did fireworks and grilled out with some other friends and neighbors and just enjoyed hanging out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much for coming down guys! It was great to see you! Can't wait for your next visit!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm7nnx5aDPI/AAAAAAAACTM/k8-pUkNVfsU/s1600-h/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363478876839873778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm7nnx5aDPI/AAAAAAAACTM/k8-pUkNVfsU/s320/059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-3049945022377172531?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3049945022377172531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=3049945022377172531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/3049945022377172531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/3049945022377172531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/special-visit.html' title='A Special Visit'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sm7nnx5aDPI/AAAAAAAACTM/k8-pUkNVfsU/s72-c/059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-3905827226125234596</id><published>2009-07-30T10:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T10:46:07.697-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Police</title><content type='html'>I have been turned in to the Blog Police.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, when I started this blog, people expected that I would blog regularly...and I don't think that taking a month off of blogging (without prior approval) was part of my contractual obligation. (Not that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; I would have been granted approval or signed a contract. I'm.just.saying.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in order to avoid any further fines, fees, or whining phone calls or emails (you know who you are!) I will be updating the blog more regularly. Starting now (or whenever the kids allow it!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-3905827226125234596?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3905827226125234596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=3905827226125234596' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/3905827226125234596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/3905827226125234596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-police.html' title='Blog Police'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-42054885284751584</id><published>2009-06-30T11:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T11:43:21.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Battle of the Thumb</title><content type='html'>Ian and Isabelle were both pacifier babies. Isaac, however, has decided to try a different path. He likes his thumb. After all, it is the most convenient and now that he has an easier time controlling his hands, he often pushes the pacifier out and finds his thumb. I am not giving up this battle because I would prefer he not be a thumb-sucker (I can take away a pacifier, but I can't take away his thumbs). So I spend much of my day replacing his thumb with a pacifier. It has become quite the arm wrestling match!&lt;br /&gt;He finds it in the swing, in his bed and just about anytime now....so we will see.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Skoq5_rCY9I/AAAAAAAACTE/En1NK8NPe74/s1600-h/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353138282916111314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Skoq5_rCY9I/AAAAAAAACTE/En1NK8NPe74/s320/089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful for my &lt;a href="http://www.hotslings.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hotslings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; these days. Isaac is very nosy and prefers to be in a position in which he can see what is going on around him. He stays rather comfortable in the sling and often falls right to sleep. It makes my cleaning and grocery shopping much easier sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Skoq5S1LSTI/AAAAAAAACS8/yuN4w3UgOTM/s1600-h/098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353138270879041842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Skoq5S1LSTI/AAAAAAAACS8/yuN4w3UgOTM/s320/098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad it is so cute when he sucks his thumb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Skoq5BzpDgI/AAAAAAAACS0/8xzRY8r_FYk/s1600-h/105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353138266309201410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Skoq5BzpDgI/AAAAAAAACS0/8xzRY8r_FYk/s320/105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1388954594083817189-42054885284751584?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/42054885284751584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=42054885284751584' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/42054885284751584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/42054885284751584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/battle-of-thumb.html' title='Battle of the Thumb'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/Skoq5_rCY9I/AAAAAAAACTE/En1NK8NPe74/s72-c/089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-4286155887189506561</id><published>2009-06-30T10:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T11:24:33.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day Cake</title><content type='html'>Isabelle felt like Father's day was a holiday deserving of a cake. In fact, she offered to make the cake for Daddy...actually, her idea was to bake a cake in her Easy Bake oven WITH Daddy. He was a great sport and enjoyed their baking time together!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SkooX-BXf-I/AAAAAAAACSs/l6989oktfMM/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353135499334090722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SkooX-BXf-I/AAAAAAAACSs/l6989oktfMM/s320/050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-4286155887189506561?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4286155887189506561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=4286155887189506561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/4286155887189506561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/4286155887189506561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day-cake.html' title='Father&apos;s Day Cake'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SkooX-BXf-I/AAAAAAAACSs/l6989oktfMM/s72-c/050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-6826759208849277660</id><published>2009-06-30T10:25:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T11:22:46.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This summer we signed up for the &lt;a href="http://www.kidsbowlfree.com/"&gt;Kids Bowl Free&lt;/a&gt; program. We haven't used it as often as we thought we might, but it has made for a nice outing when we do get over there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isabelle modeling her orange ball:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353133720584305794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SkomwbqXvII/AAAAAAAACSk/Ywe7qVEQB4U/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She watches as her ball makes the slow journey to the pins:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SkomwF3HvxI/AAAAAAAACSc/vKP7pdOm6a0/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353133714732203794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SkomwF3HvxI/AAAAAAAACSc/vKP7pdOm6a0/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy helps her give a big push since the last ball just stopped rolling because it was going so slow (so funny!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SkokgOAXdYI/AAAAAAAACSU/DSz5M9X2nKI/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353131243017303426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SkokgOAXdYI/AAAAAAAACSU/DSz5M9X2nKI/s320/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's better! This one hit the pins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Skokf6eKmPI/AAAAAAAACSM/8F6BHrHr9qE/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353131237773580530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Skokf6eKmPI/AAAAAAAACSM/8F6BHrHr9qE/s320/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I didn't get many pictures of Ian this time. He had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tendency&lt;/span&gt; to throw the ball instead of roll the ball. It was pretty funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SkokfuQkrsI/AAAAAAAACSE/PWPzForsKn8/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353131234495344322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SkokfuQkrsI/AAAAAAAACSE/PWPzForsKn8/s320/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He clearly felt like he deserved a better score!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SkokfZdamPI/AAAAAAAACR8/vVWH5dlSeNg/s1600-h/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353131228912064754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SkokfZdamPI/AAAAAAAACR8/vVWH5dlSeNg/s320/045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Better luck next time, Ian!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Granny B will still be proud of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is how much Isaac enjoyed bowling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Skoke8jyFxI/AAAAAAAACR0/3Z4SmVx29vg/s1600-h/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353131221154141970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Skoke8jyFxI/AAAAAAAACR0/3Z4SmVx29vg/s320/048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-6826759208849277660?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6826759208849277660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=6826759208849277660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/6826759208849277660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/6826759208849277660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/bowling.html' title='Bowling'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SkomwbqXvII/AAAAAAAACSk/Ywe7qVEQB4U/s72-c/024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-8770466171637609815</id><published>2009-06-30T10:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T10:24:59.485-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SkofVL6ZEPI/AAAAAAAACRs/ByFJ38YOwSI/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353125555918672114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SkofVL6ZEPI/AAAAAAAACRs/ByFJ38YOwSI/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a little behind, but wanted to post Isaac's 2month stats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was 23.5inches and weighed in at 11 pounds 14 ounces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means he has gained 4lb 10oz since birth and grown 4 inches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a healthy, happy little man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SkofU6D5aGI/AAAAAAAACRk/JvOELqe6DuA/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353125551126702178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SkofU6D5aGI/AAAAAAAACRk/JvOELqe6DuA/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-8770466171637609815?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8770466171637609815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=8770466171637609815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/8770466171637609815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/8770466171637609815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/2-months.html' title='2 Months!'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SkofVL6ZEPI/AAAAAAAACRs/ByFJ38YOwSI/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-6955981992287324871</id><published>2009-06-24T09:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T09:05:15.081-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up!</title><content type='html'>There are several posts today because I have a backlog of pictures to share...make sure you scroll down so you don't miss some of them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-6955981992287324871?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6955981992287324871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=6955981992287324871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/6955981992287324871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/6955981992287324871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/catching-up.html' title='Catching up!'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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-1388954594083817189.post-864747385311326426</id><published>2009-06-24T08:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T08:50:52.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fruits of our labor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRFf0XzBYI/AAAAAAAACNI/1WbgwTOF6-k/s1600-h/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346975070532339074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRFf0XzBYI/AAAAAAAACNI/1WbgwTOF6-k/s320/089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This year we planted a few fruits and vegetables. We are enjoying the first few tomatoes and the vines are dripping with more to come! Isabelle has been quite the little helper with the gardening. She has kept an especially good eye on the strawberries as they are her favorite! Now that they aren't producing much anymore, she has enjoyed picking some blueberries. We are also watching our cucumber and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cantaloupe&lt;/span&gt; plants blossom! I just wish we had more space to plant more things!&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/1388954594083817189-864747385311326426?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/864747385311326426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=864747385311326426' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/864747385311326426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/864747385311326426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/fruits-of-our-labor.html' title='Fruits of our labor'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRFf0XzBYI/AAAAAAAACNI/1WbgwTOF6-k/s72-c/089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-5497215381620607282</id><published>2009-06-24T08:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T09:03:44.424-04:00</updated><title type='text'>date night</title><content type='html'>One of the last nights that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jilienne&lt;/span&gt; was in town, she was wonderful enough to watch ALL THREE kiddos so that David and I could go out for a date night! We enjoyed dinner and a movie while she performed the great juggling act at home! Of course, it turned out to be one of Isaac's fussiest evenings, but she handled it great! Thank you, Aunt Bean, for a night out and for taking such great care of the kids! We love you!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRiP5AcEcI/AAAAAAAACQA/tYFXs6Tqb3k/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347006682735841730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRiP5AcEcI/AAAAAAAACQA/tYFXs6Tqb3k/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1388954594083817189-5497215381620607282?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5497215381620607282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=5497215381620607282' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/5497215381620607282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/5497215381620607282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/date-night.html' title='date night'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRiP5AcEcI/AAAAAAAACQA/tYFXs6Tqb3k/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-343979434994455032</id><published>2009-06-24T08:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T08:55:34.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Isaac's bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRel2YyssI/AAAAAAAACPo/ucqfiDvXx38/s1600-h/063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347002661943292610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRel2YyssI/AAAAAAAACPo/ucqfiDvXx38/s320/063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jilienne&lt;/span&gt; was still in town, she helped us put together Isaac's bedroom. We assembled his bed and started our painting project. I still have a few final touches to make and then I will post pictures of that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of Isaac snoozing in his bed. To be completely honest, he still has not slept in his bed for more than a quick nap. It has been too easy to keep him in our room. After I finish the painting this week and after our next round of company (Justin and Andrea are coming for the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July!) heads back home, he will make the official move into his own room. Being that he has slept through the night since his 3rd night home, there is no good reason for him to still be in our room!&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/1388954594083817189-343979434994455032?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/343979434994455032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=343979434994455032' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/343979434994455032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/343979434994455032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/isaacs-bed.html' title='Isaac&apos;s bed'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRel2YyssI/AAAAAAAACPo/ucqfiDvXx38/s72-c/063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-8486987897412722176</id><published>2009-06-24T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T09:00:51.514-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Save!</title><content type='html'>I just had to post a quick picture to show my husband hard at work on his truck! I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; thankful that he is so handy with...well, almost anything! What could have been a very expensive repair was a very affordable one being that he was able to do it himself! I find it a little scary to come out to the garage and see parts of a vehicle laying around...I much prefer to have them tucked safely under the hood of my vehicle. He, however, finds great joy in all these little parts and the satisfaction in the repair! His truck is running much better now! Good job Babe!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRfx4bGFtI/AAAAAAAACPw/-k26NDmEWXo/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347003968159880914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRfx4bGFtI/AAAAAAAACPw/-k26NDmEWXo/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1388954594083817189-8486987897412722176?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8486987897412722176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=8486987897412722176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/8486987897412722176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/8486987897412722176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/good-save.html' title='Good Save!'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRfx4bGFtI/AAAAAAAACPw/-k26NDmEWXo/s72-c/028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-8849698844316041856</id><published>2009-06-19T15:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T15:00:22.822-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Again, Home Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After a very full weekend and a pretty long road trip, this is how the backseat looked! What good travelers!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRhd4wOZbI/AAAAAAAACP4/mKc2egQn_Zw/s1600-h/453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347005823674377650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRhd4wOZbI/AAAAAAAACP4/mKc2egQn_Zw/s320/453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-8849698844316041856?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8849698844316041856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=8849698844316041856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/8849698844316041856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/8849698844316041856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/home-again-home-again.html' title='Home Again, Home Again'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRhd4wOZbI/AAAAAAAACP4/mKc2egQn_Zw/s72-c/453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-7346946878241075772</id><published>2009-06-19T07:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T08:19:54.625-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ian and Isabelle were very excited to spend some time with their cousins. They hadn't seen Hunter since Christmas of 2007 and they had never met &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Adison&lt;/span&gt;. They had a great time together, especially at the pool!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjP7SmstHOI/AAAAAAAACMo/5oF4X49wyf4/s1600-h/331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346893479663181026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjP7SmstHOI/AAAAAAAACMo/5oF4X49wyf4/s320/331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter was pretty sure that he could do anything that Ian was doing. It was really cute to watch him follow Ian around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjP7Sbv0csI/AAAAAAAACMg/NCdtCPJOARU/s1600-h/334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346893476723454658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjP7Sbv0csI/AAAAAAAACMg/NCdtCPJOARU/s320/334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We love you Hunter and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Adison&lt;/span&gt;! Can't wait to see you again!&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/1388954594083817189-7346946878241075772?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7346946878241075772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=7346946878241075772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/7346946878241075772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/7346946878241075772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/cousins.html' title='Cousins'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjP7SmstHOI/AAAAAAAACMo/5oF4X49wyf4/s72-c/331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-2854090216635631012</id><published>2009-06-19T06:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T08:19:06.135-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pass Around Pack</title><content type='html'>During the wedding weekend, Isaac was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; lacking attention. He was happy to meet anyone that wanted to love on him. Here is how he spent his weekend! (I am pretty sure he came home a little spoiled!)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPHC77Bb8I/AAAAAAAACGw/chAdjawYDws/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346836035877826498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPHC77Bb8I/AAAAAAAACGw/chAdjawYDws/s320/049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My pictures are a little wonky on this one, but oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPHCsnz9PI/AAAAAAAACGo/B8i6plxnUm0/s1600-h/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346836031770719474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPHCsnz9PI/AAAAAAAACGo/B8i6plxnUm0/s320/054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPF7nZ1FEI/AAAAAAAACGg/mq4h_3bu-e8/s1600-h/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346834810599183426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPF7nZ1FEI/AAAAAAAACGg/mq4h_3bu-e8/s320/060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPF7X6WGtI/AAAAAAAACGY/LL_Q8S0XIdo/s1600-h/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346834806440598226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPF7X6WGtI/AAAAAAAACGY/LL_Q8S0XIdo/s320/079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPF7E8MuhI/AAAAAAAACGQ/EGR1Ot2AwY4/s1600-h/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346834801348098578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPF7E8MuhI/AAAAAAAACGQ/EGR1Ot2AwY4/s320/090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPF65vP1_I/AAAAAAAACGI/1SM5d6NBlmk/s1600-h/403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346834798340986866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPF65vP1_I/AAAAAAAACGI/1SM5d6NBlmk/s320/403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPA6n1ajII/AAAAAAAACGA/pLrXo0DNG5E/s1600-h/122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346829295976877186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPA6n1ajII/AAAAAAAACGA/pLrXo0DNG5E/s320/122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPA6V9mytI/AAAAAAAACF4/fLdTQNooVEw/s1600-h/247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346829291179395794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPA6V9mytI/AAAAAAAACF4/fLdTQNooVEw/s320/247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPA6ASoJ9I/AAAAAAAACFw/k6x_HNun7QE/s1600-h/309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346829285361985490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPA6ASoJ9I/AAAAAAAACFw/k6x_HNun7QE/s320/309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPA51okIEI/AAAAAAAACFo/SK4DM-Xf3DM/s1600-h/311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346829282501206082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPA51okIEI/AAAAAAAACFo/SK4DM-Xf3DM/s320/311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjO-fT5X6oI/AAAAAAAACFg/wfd9zegh2hg/s1600-h/322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346826627745049218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjO-fT5X6oI/AAAAAAAACFg/wfd9zegh2hg/s320/322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjO-fNQs2rI/AAAAAAAACFY/Vn72YPpkue0/s1600-h/326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346826625963842226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjO-fNQs2rI/AAAAAAAACFY/Vn72YPpkue0/s320/326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-2854090216635631012?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2854090216635631012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=2854090216635631012' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/2854090216635631012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/2854090216635631012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/pass-around-pack.html' title='Pass Around Pack'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPHC77Bb8I/AAAAAAAACGw/chAdjawYDws/s72-c/049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-1405709790669665939</id><published>2009-06-18T09:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T09:50:04.614-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another One Bites the Dust</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjpF3wXkVyI/AAAAAAAACRY/LI_7AHLXKaE/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348664331634759458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjpF3wXkVyI/AAAAAAAACRY/LI_7AHLXKaE/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-1405709790669665939?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1405709790669665939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=1405709790669665939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/1405709790669665939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/1405709790669665939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-one-bites-dust.html' title='Another One Bites the Dust'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjpF3wXkVyI/AAAAAAAACRY/LI_7AHLXKaE/s72-c/026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-2371173537332906440</id><published>2009-06-18T08:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T10:28:23.498-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloopers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Upon going through all the pictures I had from the wedding, I had to post some of the funnier moments from the weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is Isabelle...BEFORE the wedding. Her shoes were hurting her feet (so were mine...so we took a break together!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRdKIFSIKI/AAAAAAAACPg/xLUhOgDtYYg/s1600-h/148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347001086145339554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRdKIFSIKI/AAAAAAAACPg/xLUhOgDtYYg/s320/148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian and Hunter being BOYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRdJ5cQHZI/AAAAAAAACPY/5TCtenJfwlI/s1600-h/164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347001082215144850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRdJ5cQHZI/AAAAAAAACPY/5TCtenJfwlI/s320/164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can only imagine what was really being said in these pictures, but here is my take on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian: "Isabelle, not so many in one spot! You need to spread them out. And maybe we could walk a little faster and get this done, huh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRdJgs9xMI/AAAAAAAACPQ/OwgZI4WqMa8/s1600-h/179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347001075574359234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRdJgs9xMI/AAAAAAAACPQ/OwgZI4WqMa8/s320/179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Isabelle: "Why is everyone watching Aunt Jamie? Don't they see how beautiful &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; am today?"&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRdJO8UcYI/AAAAAAAACPI/HlJVJXu0M_U/s1600-h/182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347001070806921602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRdJO8UcYI/AAAAAAAACPI/HlJVJXu0M_U/s320/182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ian: "Is really my job? To hold a pillow with FAKE rings on it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRPhka97PI/AAAAAAAACPA/fWqQT93Jyzo/s1600-h/183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346986095726685426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRPhka97PI/AAAAAAAACPA/fWqQT93Jyzo/s320/183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isabelle: "Those poor people look so bored..." &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRPhY1HEEI/AAAAAAAACO4/b1KeB96vGgA/s1600-h/193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346986092615110722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRPhY1HEEI/AAAAAAAACO4/b1KeB96vGgA/s320/193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;"I had better blow them some kisses!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRPhDBOaWI/AAAAAAAACOw/45qCFuqfuUY/s1600-h/192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346986086760343906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRPhDBOaWI/AAAAAAAACOw/45qCFuqfuUY/s320/192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isabelle: "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;...I wonder if these are real pearls?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRPg-Pw8MI/AAAAAAAACOo/DJx_Cd5NXKg/s1600-h/196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346986085479149762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRPg-Pw8MI/AAAAAAAACOo/DJx_Cd5NXKg/s320/196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Isabelle: "Thanks for holding my hand Aunt Jamie! Now, let's go for a walk instead of just STANDING here!"&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRPgXRKIsI/AAAAAAAACOg/NKRjilOp_WA/s1600-h/199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346986075016012482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRPgXRKIsI/AAAAAAAACOg/NKRjilOp_WA/s320/199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Auuuuuuuuuuugh&lt;/span&gt;...is this almost over???"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRLVo0D6zI/AAAAAAAACOY/2QuFUzBLPUk/s1600-h/221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346981492700736306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRLVo0D6zI/AAAAAAAACOY/2QuFUzBLPUk/s320/221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Ian: "Why would anyone choose to wear such uncomfortable clothing?"&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRLVN18tsI/AAAAAAAACOQ/ldQumFdESJQ/s1600-h/224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346981485460895426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRLVN18tsI/AAAAAAAACOQ/ldQumFdESJQ/s320/224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ian: "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Uugg&lt;/span&gt;! Why are we all standing here? What is this guy talking about?&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRLUwxG6uI/AAAAAAAACOI/Md1Qd96BS-c/s1600-h/225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346981477655964386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRLUwxG6uI/AAAAAAAACOI/Md1Qd96BS-c/s320/225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Isabelle: "Everyone else is sitting down, why can't I?"&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRLUhoo2KI/AAAAAAAACOA/x1LgM2Q5i0Y/s1600-h/227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346981473593907362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRLUhoo2KI/AAAAAAAACOA/x1LgM2Q5i0Y/s320/227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Isabelle: " They are good! It is official!"&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRLUR5U2CI/AAAAAAAACN4/wZ4o2mrT89s/s1600-h/228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346981469368932386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRLUR5U2CI/AAAAAAAACN4/wZ4o2mrT89s/s320/228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isabelle: "Ian, you want to get some of that cake?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ian: "Did you see the chocolate fountain and strawberries? And there is sushi!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRIsd7Y_bI/AAAAAAAACNw/Dpk57WJ-K5M/s1600-h/236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346978586380795314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRIsd7Y_bI/AAAAAAAACNw/Dpk57WJ-K5M/s320/236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Ian and Isabelle: "Get Miss Becca!"&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRIsEG5MiI/AAAAAAAACNo/rzRQXk1N0e4/s1600-h/264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346978579449721378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRIsEG5MiI/AAAAAAAACNo/rzRQXk1N0e4/s320/264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isabelle was thrilled to join Becca on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dance floor&lt;/span&gt;. As soon as she heard the music she looked at me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;shrieked&lt;/span&gt;, "Come on Mommy! Let's. Get. On. That. Floor!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She would have danced all night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRIrzSo5fI/AAAAAAAACNg/iw07unhSb-Q/s1600-h/266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346978574935582194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRIrzSo5fI/AAAAAAAACNg/iw07unhSb-Q/s320/266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Apparently Ian was still uncomfortable, because I turned around and saw David explaining to Ian why it was inappropriate to take his shirt off at the reception. &lt;div&gt;Ian: "But I am so HOT!"&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRIrmIindI/AAAAAAAACNY/r8yWW7CbTVQ/s1600-h/271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346978571403566546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRIrmIindI/AAAAAAAACNY/r8yWW7CbTVQ/s320/271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is our little Dancing Diva on the floor! Forget the shoes! Those things were history!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRIrQP6DwI/AAAAAAAACNQ/3Kmd2KhGurg/s1600-h/276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346978565528882946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRIrQP6DwI/AAAAAAAACNQ/3Kmd2KhGurg/s320/276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is safe to say that they had a GREAT time! Ian loved the food and playing with his cousins and Isabelle will never again believe a party is complete without a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dance floor&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-2371173537332906440?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2371173537332906440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=2371173537332906440' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/2371173537332906440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/2371173537332906440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/bloopers.html' title='Bloopers'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRdKIFSIKI/AAAAAAAACPg/xLUhOgDtYYg/s72-c/148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-9054394773246443560</id><published>2009-06-17T07:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T07:00:23.647-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Splash Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;During the wedding weekend, we managed to squeeze in a little swim time at the hotel. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjP6ICC1cYI/AAAAAAAACMY/BQbWKPCXWWo/s1600-h/443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346892198513570178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjP6ICC1cYI/AAAAAAAACMY/BQbWKPCXWWo/s320/443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ian and Isabelle had a great time! They love being in the water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjP6H4CPePI/AAAAAAAACMQ/Hl1rPodIwB4/s1600-h/439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346892195826727154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjP6H4CPePI/AAAAAAAACMQ/Hl1rPodIwB4/s320/439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the kids swam, some of the extended family gathered to visit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjP6HcoPBkI/AAAAAAAACMI/7zH5P43eylg/s1600-h/313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346892188469888578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjP6HcoPBkI/AAAAAAAACMI/7zH5P43eylg/s320/313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle Glenn, Grandma B, Aunt Mable, and my Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjP6HLQjgDI/AAAAAAAACMA/XeRjsDlL-CI/s1600-h/323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346892183807164466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjP6HLQjgDI/AAAAAAAACMA/XeRjsDlL-CI/s320/323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A good time was had by all!&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/1388954594083817189-9054394773246443560?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/9054394773246443560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=9054394773246443560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/9054394773246443560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/9054394773246443560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/splash-party.html' title='Splash Party'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjP6ICC1cYI/AAAAAAAACMY/BQbWKPCXWWo/s72-c/443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-5835657907701207454</id><published>2009-06-17T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T06:00:16.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ian took it upon himself to grab the camera during the rehearsal morning and he wanted to make sure he got a good picture of "The Sisters" Here are the results of his photo shoot.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPwxLiR5SI/AAAAAAAACL4/GMKufjUYfy0/s1600-h/105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346881910319736098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPwxLiR5SI/AAAAAAAACL4/GMKufjUYfy0/s320/105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jilienne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPww7I598I/AAAAAAAACLw/s6lL0EdHNC0/s1600-h/106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346881905918343106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPww7I598I/AAAAAAAACLw/s6lL0EdHNC0/s320/106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPwwkfOJpI/AAAAAAAACLo/vcgC2df_Pus/s1600-h/107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346881899837925010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPwwkfOJpI/AAAAAAAACLo/vcgC2df_Pus/s320/107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPwwR9_T0I/AAAAAAAACLg/LBya_q3mPqE/s1600-h/108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346881894866702146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPwwR9_T0I/AAAAAAAACLg/LBya_q3mPqE/s320/108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice job, little man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-5835657907701207454?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5835657907701207454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=5835657907701207454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/5835657907701207454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/5835657907701207454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/sisters.html' title='The Sisters'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPwxLiR5SI/AAAAAAAACL4/GMKufjUYfy0/s72-c/105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-8038205789704020197</id><published>2009-06-16T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T06:00:09.405-04:00</updated><title type='text'>wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The whole reason for our road trip to Mississippi, was to be at my little brother, Benjamin's wedding. It still seems a little surreal to me that he is married! Even more impressive is that he found such a lovely woman to share his life with! Jamie and Benjamin are a wonderful couple. They seem to complement each other so well! Throughout the entire weekend, I don't think this giant smile ever left Benjamin's face. He was so excited to be taking this step in life. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPsk6YbUYI/AAAAAAAACLY/IK2YYyjuF2E/s1600-h/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346877301510066562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPsk6YbUYI/AAAAAAAACLY/IK2YYyjuF2E/s320/070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Benjamin (still grinning from ear to ear!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPskj-C2YI/AAAAAAAACLQ/Cy1A-hxgveE/s1600-h/173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346877295493831042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPskj-C2YI/AAAAAAAACLQ/Cy1A-hxgveE/s320/173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ian and Isabelle make their entrance!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can see that Ian is inspecting Isabelle's work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPskY4GSGI/AAAAAAAACLI/g56EIi4Sta8/s1600-h/179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346877292516100194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPskY4GSGI/AAAAAAAACLI/g56EIi4Sta8/s320/179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just love this picture because Ian looks like a little GQ model and Isabelle is showing her pure delight in decorating the walkway with flower petals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPskPCq0JI/AAAAAAAACLA/uPe2Z2fnvwc/s1600-h/181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346877289876082834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPskPCq0JI/AAAAAAAACLA/uPe2Z2fnvwc/s320/181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Benjamin is still grinning...this was as Jamie was making her way down the aisle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPcwso4KqI/AAAAAAAACK4/2srpcJsrm5M/s1600-h/184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346859911793355426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPcwso4KqI/AAAAAAAACK4/2srpcJsrm5M/s320/184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jamie walking with her Dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPcwZ2-EaI/AAAAAAAACKw/1SrJJ0nVqM4/s1600-h/185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346859906752188834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPcwZ2-EaI/AAAAAAAACKw/1SrJJ0nVqM4/s320/185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The beautiful couple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPcwMTu8JI/AAAAAAAACKo/lEkwYflpY0w/s1600-h/204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346859903114735762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPcwMTu8JI/AAAAAAAACKo/lEkwYflpY0w/s320/204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's official!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPcvwhzggI/AAAAAAAACKg/TRNCygDMec4/s1600-h/231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346859895657562626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPcvwhzggI/AAAAAAAACKg/TRNCygDMec4/s320/231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPcvgpQ1FI/AAAAAAAACKY/egjfGXYQhUg/s1600-h/234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346859891393877074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPcvgpQ1FI/AAAAAAAACKY/egjfGXYQhUg/s320/234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPZlJDsr_I/AAAAAAAACKQ/OaEV1e6byBc/s1600-h/239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346856414728728562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPZlJDsr_I/AAAAAAAACKQ/OaEV1e6byBc/s320/239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom and Benjamin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPZk5VQ04I/AAAAAAAACKI/A6ay2iobXCE/s1600-h/244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346856410507432834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPZk5VQ04I/AAAAAAAACKI/A6ay2iobXCE/s320/244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isabelle was so excited to get out on the dance floor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPZklRUUAI/AAAAAAAACKA/xu5gJU9mICI/s1600-h/267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346856405122174978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPZklRUUAI/AAAAAAAACKA/xu5gJU9mICI/s320/267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shout!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPZkXaky_I/AAAAAAAACJ4/eTQAtnN5TT0/s1600-h/270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346856401402907634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPZkXaky_I/AAAAAAAACJ4/eTQAtnN5TT0/s320/270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you see how red his face is after searching for the garter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPZj7RxF4I/AAAAAAAACJw/_lPZUZzdlrQ/s1600-h/280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346856393849771906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPZj7RxF4I/AAAAAAAACJw/_lPZUZzdlrQ/s320/280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jamie throws the bouquet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPWrsddZDI/AAAAAAAACJo/Fy-_vPIvjUI/s1600-h/285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346853228776350770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPWrsddZDI/AAAAAAAACJo/Fy-_vPIvjUI/s320/285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The couple makes their exit through the bubbles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPWrLi-qDI/AAAAAAAACJg/XSWkdHujSDo/s1600-h/299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346853219941132338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPWrLi-qDI/AAAAAAAACJg/XSWkdHujSDo/s320/299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;David, Jilienne and Uncle Glenn made sure the car looked its best and was securely wrapped in  plastic wrap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPWqw5pe9I/AAAAAAAACJY/007V6e7C7cY/s1600-h/301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346853212788456402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPWqw5pe9I/AAAAAAAACJY/007V6e7C7cY/s320/301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isabelle got one last hug from Aunt Jamie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPWqhvEnII/AAAAAAAACJQ/PhCjb-w4vE8/s1600-h/306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346853208717565058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPWqhvEnII/AAAAAAAACJQ/PhCjb-w4vE8/s320/306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And off they went...Cancun or Bust!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPWqUklEEI/AAAAAAAACJI/Q9rPt8EeU6M/s1600-h/307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346853205183893570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPWqUklEEI/AAAAAAAACJI/Q9rPt8EeU6M/s320/307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a beautiful day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-8038205789704020197?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8038205789704020197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=8038205789704020197' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/8038205789704020197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/8038205789704020197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/wedding.html' title='wedding'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjPsk6YbUYI/AAAAAAAACLY/IK2YYyjuF2E/s72-c/070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-4841943307645766156</id><published>2009-06-15T05:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T05:57:01.402-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rehearsal Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday night we joined Benjamin and Jamie at their rehearsal dinner. We had yummy food and enjoyed the time together!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjTbkCArKjI/AAAAAAAACRQ/5ZQmWsP84r0/s1600-h/067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347140069657094706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjTbkCArKjI/AAAAAAAACRQ/5ZQmWsP84r0/s320/067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ian was especially happy when Uncle Ben came to sit by him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjTZ8IUdcmI/AAAAAAAACRI/uAhyNYOwdG0/s1600-h/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347138284644299362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjTZ8IUdcmI/AAAAAAAACRI/uAhyNYOwdG0/s320/072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After dinner Uncle Ben and Aunt Jamie brought the kids some gifts for being a part of the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjTZ70bHdRI/AAAAAAAACRA/Dm8jtF4w_4E/s1600-h/082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347138279303509266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjTZ70bHdRI/AAAAAAAACRA/Dm8jtF4w_4E/s320/082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isabelle received a beautiful pearl necklace that Uncle Ben made for her! She also got a special frame in which she can put a picture of herself with Uncle Ben and Aunt Jamie from the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjTZ7o9Y26I/AAAAAAAACQ4/ytKumYXr4s4/s1600-h/084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347138276226030498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjTZ7o9Y26I/AAAAAAAACQ4/ytKumYXr4s4/s320/084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ian got a new book! He has become a big fan of Shel Silverstein and was thrilled to get another one of the books. He loves to memorize and recite the silly poems!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjTZ7SoiHxI/AAAAAAAACQw/V6m7Yiw31XU/s1600-h/086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347138270232977170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjTZ7SoiHxI/AAAAAAAACQw/V6m7Yiw31XU/s320/086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a fun night to see Ben and Jamie together, to see how in love they truely are and to share in their joy and excitement as they prepared for their big day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjTZ7Ppm8qI/AAAAAAAACQo/Wlbv0xw_fW4/s1600-h/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347138269432181410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjTZ7Ppm8qI/AAAAAAAACQo/Wlbv0xw_fW4/s320/088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1388954594083817189-4841943307645766156?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4841943307645766156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=4841943307645766156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/4841943307645766156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/4841943307645766156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/rehearsal-dinner.html' title='Rehearsal Dinner'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjTbkCArKjI/AAAAAAAACRQ/5ZQmWsP84r0/s72-c/067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-2034275716044089996</id><published>2009-06-14T09:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T09:57:01.911-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Food, Family and Fun!</title><content type='html'>So...here is the begining. For such a quick weekend, I sure have a lot of pictures to share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday night, Jamie's parents hosted a barbeque at their home so that we could all meet each other. Even though we were technically in Mississippi, we were just outside of Memphis, so it was quite appropriate that we enjoy some barbeque. It was a beautiful evening, the food was good and the company was great! We pulled into town just in time to change clothes and head to dinner, so this was the first we had seen of most of the family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haaley took it upon herself to snap some pictures for me! Thanks HaaleyBob!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjO5XpMxAoI/AAAAAAAACFQ/4AFJs2zB0sg/s1600-h/402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346820998466437762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjO5XpMxAoI/AAAAAAAACFQ/4AFJs2zB0sg/s320/402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jilienne and Haaley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjO5XUJQbtI/AAAAAAAACFI/wWHdis7XhRo/s1600-h/411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346820992814575314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjO5XUJQbtI/AAAAAAAACFI/wWHdis7XhRo/s320/411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jamie and Isaac (I think she likes him!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjOzLGOVHkI/AAAAAAAACFA/HKUOHBzvxUc/s1600-h/412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346814185849560642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjOzLGOVHkI/AAAAAAAACFA/HKUOHBzvxUc/s320/412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hunter was thrilled to see Aunt Bean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjOzK4pNflI/AAAAAAAACE4/MS3bV6lE15U/s1600-h/415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346814182204210770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjOzK4pNflI/AAAAAAAACE4/MS3bV6lE15U/s320/415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After dinner, Uncle Ben and Aunt Haaley joined the kiddos in the pool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjOzKsGkmbI/AAAAAAAACEw/-_5dARIqXsY/s1600-h/417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346814178837698994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjOzKsGkmbI/AAAAAAAACEw/-_5dARIqXsY/s320/417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A fun time was had by all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjOzKdZAvnI/AAAAAAAACEo/ZWgDorSrFAQ/s1600-h/426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346814174888509042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjOzKdZAvnI/AAAAAAAACEo/ZWgDorSrFAQ/s320/426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isabelle and Aunt Tara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjOzKOcVIsI/AAAAAAAACEg/FuzZn6zUcy0/s1600-h/430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346814170875896514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjOzKOcVIsI/AAAAAAAACEg/FuzZn6zUcy0/s320/430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank you John and Beverly for a wonderful dinner and for hosting the evening at your beautiful home! It was wonderful meeting you all and spending that time together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-2034275716044089996?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2034275716044089996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=2034275716044089996' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/2034275716044089996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/2034275716044089996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/food-family-and-fun.html' title='Food, Family and Fun!'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjO5XpMxAoI/AAAAAAAACFQ/4AFJs2zB0sg/s72-c/402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-5653968388238519002</id><published>2009-06-14T05:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T05:43:02.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Field Day...the "green" way</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The day before we left on our road trip to Mississippi, Ian had Field Day at school. The kids and I went to spend the day with him and root him on. This is what we saw when we got there. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjOu5Gf6JKI/AAAAAAAACEY/uEQbIn5Bseg/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346809478639133858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjOu5Gf6JKI/AAAAAAAACEY/uEQbIn5Bseg/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ian was running a race that required him to sort the recyclables into the appropriate bins before running back to tag his next teammate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As we continued on through all the different stations, each had a name like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjOu43ROeyI/AAAAAAAACEQ/ZJwkHTAives/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346809474551020322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjOu43ROeyI/AAAAAAAACEQ/ZJwkHTAives/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Or this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjOu4qWMONI/AAAAAAAACEI/lPpjksg6zzg/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346809471082182866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjOu4qWMONI/AAAAAAAACEI/lPpjksg6zzg/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The times have changed for sure! There wasn't a 50meter dash, or 200meter relay.  Instead there were all sorts of little games that had to do with saving our planet, conserving energy and such. I never would have imagined such a thing, but the kids sure loved it and had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Ian was busy playing "Environmentalist vs. Pollutants" (otherwise known as Tug-o-war) I sent Isabelle on her own 50meter dash. She thought it was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjOu4Z6QLFI/AAAAAAAACEA/xIob72pwesE/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346809466670034002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjOu4Z6QLFI/AAAAAAAACEA/xIob72pwesE/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And when she wasn't running, she did a great job helping with Isaac!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjOu4EUFS_I/AAAAAAAACD4/MAJ06lE--ns/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346809460872793074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjOu4EUFS_I/AAAAAAAACD4/MAJ06lE--ns/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-5653968388238519002?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5653968388238519002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=5653968388238519002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/5653968388238519002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/5653968388238519002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/field-daythe-green-way.html' title='Field Day...the &quot;green&quot; way'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjOu5Gf6JKI/AAAAAAAACEY/uEQbIn5Bseg/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-7170510809958088444</id><published>2009-06-13T20:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T22:54:08.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Snaggletooth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have spent the day uploading pictures to Blogger so that I could get caught up from the last couple weeks. So, I am very close to having lots of pics to share. Brace yourselves for the next few days. For now though, you have to see what happened today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ian came into my room wiggling his tooth.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRB7GhG9hI/AAAAAAAACNA/3FQ_UxXhTqg/s1600-h/123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346971141213189650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRB7GhG9hI/AAAAAAAACNA/3FQ_UxXhTqg/s320/123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He even managed to twist it nearly backwards! He wiggled and wiggled until...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRB6-Te5qI/AAAAAAAACM4/j1-_-anClNk/s1600-h/124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346971139008554658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRB6-Te5qI/AAAAAAAACM4/j1-_-anClNk/s320/124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It popped right out! He was so proud, can you tell?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what the Tooth Fairy's going rate for a front tooth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRB6hQ8sBI/AAAAAAAACMw/_9I1Gd0eDkY/s1600-h/134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346971131213295634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRB6hQ8sBI/AAAAAAAACMw/_9I1Gd0eDkY/s320/134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It cracks me up every time he smiles. He even thought this was the perfect opening for a drinking straw at dinner tonight. That was right after he fed a piece of asparagus through the hole! oh dear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1388954594083817189-7170510809958088444?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7170510809958088444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=7170510809958088444' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/7170510809958088444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/7170510809958088444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/snaggletooth.html' title='Snaggletooth'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SjRB7GhG9hI/AAAAAAAACNA/3FQ_UxXhTqg/s72-c/123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-1524395002806446896</id><published>2009-06-09T13:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T14:05:24.589-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Talent Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Last week (before our trip to Mississippi) Ian and his friend Ali, danced in the talent show. Ian is in the grey jacket and Ali is in the black. Ian's role was to do the robot through the whole performance. He was pretty proud of himself! We even convinced him to break out his skills on the dance floor at the wedding reception that weekend!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good Job Ian and Ali! 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Shap4TUtgbI/AAAAAAAACDw/k0eUchXr9A0/s320/167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One Month Old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Shai0JJFu4I/AAAAAAAACDc/yGeX63IJjt4/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338633424985242498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Shai0JJFu4I/AAAAAAAACDc/yGeX63IJjt4/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A Very Happy Boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Shaiz64UO3I/AAAAAAAACDU/YOPaBd7KUJA/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338633421156793202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Shaiz64UO3I/AAAAAAAACDU/YOPaBd7KUJA/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Shaiz-r_ETI/AAAAAAAACDM/aC_SU8270U0/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338633422178816306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Shaiz-r_ETI/AAAAAAAACDM/aC_SU8270U0/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-5144281441449365195?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5144281441449365195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=5144281441449365195' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/5144281441449365195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/5144281441449365195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/05/more-pics.html' title='More pics'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/Shap4TUtgbI/AAAAAAAACDw/k0eUchXr9A0/s72-c/167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-1814912145824085397</id><published>2009-05-19T20:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:09:45.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One MONTH Old!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is hard to believe how time is flying! Today, Isaac is one month old. It seems like we just brought him home. I feel like we should still be counting his time in days, not months! As much as it seems that we have just welcomed this new little man into our family, we also feel very much like he has been a part of our family forever! He is a perfect fit! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In this short time, Isaac has begun developing the most precious personality. He is generally very mild natured and relaxed. The only time he fusses is when he is really hungry or tired. He is still a mighty good little eater and is sleeping very well at night! Here is the best shot that I have gotten of he sweet smile. I love that he uses his entire face to smile!!! What joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/ShNU3yqKuQI/AAAAAAAACC8/kPn8bIrkTJw/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337703300832344322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/ShNU3yqKuQI/AAAAAAAACC8/kPn8bIrkTJw/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Tonight's big accomplishment was giving Isaac his first real bath. Up to this point he has only had sponge baths. His belly button has finally healed and it was quite the family affair in the bathroom tonight. Nobody wanted to miss it! Daddy got the honors of giving Isaac his bath. He seemed to love it! (They both did, actually!) Isaac relaxed as Daddy poured warm water over him and gently washed him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/ShNU3Mu4D0I/AAAAAAAACCs/RPlVgPYbdGc/s1600-h/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337703290651545410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/ShNU3Mu4D0I/AAAAAAAACCs/RPlVgPYbdGc/s320/045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;You can see that Daddy was being closely supervised. What you can't see is that Ian was sitting at the other end of the counter watching also. I promise Isaac is clean. If he wasn't, we sure would have heard about it from the little supervisors! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/ShNU3KP0vcI/AAAAAAAACCk/0CHBQy2aa6o/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337703289984433602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/ShNU3KP0vcI/AAAAAAAACCk/0CHBQy2aa6o/s320/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is our clean little man! (Isabelle was the photographer for this one!) Isn't he a cute little fella?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/ShNYKBYTqHI/AAAAAAAACDE/kkhQN3zLBbM/s1600-h/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337706912556492914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/ShNYKBYTqHI/AAAAAAAACDE/kkhQN3zLBbM/s320/054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-1814912145824085397?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1814912145824085397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=1814912145824085397' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/1814912145824085397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/1814912145824085397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-month-old.html' title='One MONTH Old!!!'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/ShNU3yqKuQI/AAAAAAAACC8/kPn8bIrkTJw/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-6795888146181617074</id><published>2009-05-14T05:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T05:40:01.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After our photo shoot the other day, Ian came into the room and he didn't really pay attention to me even being there. He had no idea that I had the camera, so I was able to capture these little moments between my boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He sat down and started talking to Isaac (completely oblivious to the fact that Isaac was sleeping.)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sgm1oGOE1XI/AAAAAAAACCE/NkmNX0mtBnU/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334994934066107762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sgm1oGOE1XI/AAAAAAAACCE/NkmNX0mtBnU/s320/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He leaned in and talked to him in a sweet little voice. As I recall, it had something to do with Legos and Star Wars...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sgm1n-B6DsI/AAAAAAAACB8/x3l94_D1akg/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334994931867586242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sgm1n-B6DsI/AAAAAAAACB8/x3l94_D1akg/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then he snuck around the side of the chair to give his little brother a sweet little kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sgm1nqzF_9I/AAAAAAAACB0/77VS8Ql_tB8/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334994926705180626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sgm1nqzF_9I/AAAAAAAACB0/77VS8Ql_tB8/s320/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-6795888146181617074?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6795888146181617074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=6795888146181617074' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/6795888146181617074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/6795888146181617074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/05/boy-time.html' title='Boy time'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sgm1oGOE1XI/AAAAAAAACCE/NkmNX0mtBnU/s72-c/034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-7997535101339873900</id><published>2009-05-13T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T06:02:40.358-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuckered out</title><content type='html'>Isaac never lacks for entertainment. He has Ian and Isabelle to make sure that he is always taken care of. They think that he always needs a toy nearby. The other day he got a little fussy in the crib and when I went to check on him, this is how I found him. He had soothed himself by pushing his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;binky&lt;/span&gt; back into his mouth with his puppy dog rattle. Thank heavens for all these toys!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SgmxxWw5chI/AAAAAAAACBU/GV-bA3fhrQk/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334990695079440914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SgmxxWw5chI/AAAAAAAACBU/GV-bA3fhrQk/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-7997535101339873900?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7997535101339873900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=7997535101339873900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/7997535101339873900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/7997535101339873900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/05/tuckered-out.html' title='Tuckered out'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SgmxxWw5chI/AAAAAAAACBU/GV-bA3fhrQk/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-1495986663398474990</id><published>2009-05-12T13:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T13:40:48.077-04:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Weeks Old</title><content type='html'>On Sunday, Isaac was Three weeks old! It is hard to believe how quickly time is flying and how much he is changing! I wanted to get some pictures to share with you all, but he was pretty worn out so he slept through most his little photo shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, I took him into the Dr. so that they could take a look at his belly button. It hasn't healed as well as they would like so they were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cauterizing&lt;/span&gt; it. No big worries! He weighed in at 8pounds 14ounces!!! That is another 6 ounces in 5 days!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without further ado...the pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sgmz6nzxH-I/AAAAAAAACBs/kn6IJbdRCVI/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334993053296959458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sgmz6nzxH-I/AAAAAAAACBs/kn6IJbdRCVI/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sgmz6WUzezI/AAAAAAAACBk/jFa_mx78Toc/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334993048603687730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sgmz6WUzezI/AAAAAAAACBk/jFa_mx78Toc/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sgmz6BirAVI/AAAAAAAACBc/b8KWbH3_iXc/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334993043024707922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sgmz6BirAVI/AAAAAAAACBc/b8KWbH3_iXc/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-1495986663398474990?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1495986663398474990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=1495986663398474990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/1495986663398474990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/1495986663398474990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/05/3-weeks-old.html' title='3 Weeks Old'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sgmz6nzxH-I/AAAAAAAACBs/kn6IJbdRCVI/s72-c/022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-1739580160729264158</id><published>2009-05-12T13:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T13:25:05.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bottles Up!</title><content type='html'>Both Ian and Isabelle were exclusively breastfed as infants. Ian refused to take a bottle and Isabelle had to take one for one week while I battled an infection when she was only a couple weeks old...but she didn't like it one bit. So, this time around, we decided that it was necessary to be a little more aggressive with trying the bottle out with Isaac. I wanted to be able to have a little more freedom and to be able to let David share in this part of Isaac's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave Isaac a few bottles and he did quite well with it, so David decided to give it a try. I wish I would have gotten a picture of Isaac's face when David first put the bottle to his mouth. There was such a look of confusion! Why was Daddy putting something in his mouth?!? Once he caught on, he took the bottle even better than he had taken it from me! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hooray&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SgmvyUUY3LI/AAAAAAAACBE/NQek2KfAiEk/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334988512579607730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SgmvyUUY3LI/AAAAAAAACBE/NQek2KfAiEk/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-1739580160729264158?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1739580160729264158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=1739580160729264158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/1739580160729264158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/1739580160729264158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/05/bottles-up.html' title='Bottles Up!'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SgmvyUUY3LI/AAAAAAAACBE/NQek2KfAiEk/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-4397699914809124585</id><published>2009-05-06T21:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:42:23.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My little piggy</title><content type='html'>We went to the doctor today for Isaac's two week check up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew he liked to eat...but even I was surprised today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he was born, he weighed 7lb 4oz. He only dropped 2 ounces after birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, after only two weeks, he weighs 8lbs 8oz and has grown a whole inch!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor was quite impressed! He still is only in the 15-20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; percentile for both weight and length, but both of the big kids were usually only around the 10t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; percentile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might just have my little football player &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;after all&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-4397699914809124585?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4397699914809124585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=4397699914809124585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/4397699914809124585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/4397699914809124585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-little-piggy.html' title='My little piggy'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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-1388954594083817189.post-8601853311547748853</id><published>2009-05-04T16:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T16:42:28.777-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Isaac at One Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sf9S8_CN0QI/AAAAAAAACA8/Np0FF898cwY/s1600-h/547fceec-3400-11de-a836-0015175b17d8w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332071691496313090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sf9S8_CN0QI/AAAAAAAACA8/Np0FF898cwY/s320/547fceec-3400-11de-a836-0015175b17d8w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sf9S0cHIwjI/AAAAAAAACA0/ROFQnvyMsas/s1600-h/552b7842-3400-11de-a836-0015175b17d8w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332071544682758706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sf9S0cHIwjI/AAAAAAAACA0/ROFQnvyMsas/s320/552b7842-3400-11de-a836-0015175b17d8w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-8601853311547748853?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8601853311547748853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=8601853311547748853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/8601853311547748853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/8601853311547748853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/05/isaac-at-one-week.html' title='Isaac at One Week'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sf9S8_CN0QI/AAAAAAAACA8/Np0FF898cwY/s72-c/547fceec-3400-11de-a836-0015175b17d8w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-7950544089873680664</id><published>2009-05-04T12:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T12:22:33.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Two weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isaac is two weeks old!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sf8U4DIwi6I/AAAAAAAACAk/Lo2VrUPKojE/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332003436977228706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sf8U4DIwi6I/AAAAAAAACAk/Lo2VrUPKojE/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is an amazing baby! He is a very good eater, sleeper and can fill a diaper like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nobody's&lt;/span&gt; business! On top of that he is a great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cuddler&lt;/span&gt;, clearly loves his big brother and sister and is a perfect fit into our family! It is hard to believe that he has only been in our home for two weeks! It is such a great fit, it seems like he has always been around! We go back to the doctor on Wednesday and I will post stats on his growth after that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sf8U32p6rtI/AAAAAAAACAc/ELUGC9PVJuQ/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332003433626644178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sf8U32p6rtI/AAAAAAAACAc/ELUGC9PVJuQ/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Do you see the glimmer of a smile in this picture? I think he thought it was pretty funny that I was having to work so hard for his attention! He was much more amused by the light shining in from the window! Little stinker!&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/1388954594083817189-7950544089873680664?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7950544089873680664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=7950544089873680664' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/7950544089873680664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/7950544089873680664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/05/two-weeks.html' title='Two weeks'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sf8U4DIwi6I/AAAAAAAACAk/Lo2VrUPKojE/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-676660856421074950</id><published>2009-05-04T09:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T12:12:00.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun in the Sun</title><content type='html'>The weather has been pretty warm here lately. The kids have been excited about getting into the water. When we set up the sprinkler to water the yard, they immediately ran inside, put on their swimsuits and jumped right in!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sf70vWZmDBI/AAAAAAAACAM/eVtgEmVEY9E/s1600-h/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331968103157206034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sf70vWZmDBI/AAAAAAAACAM/eVtgEmVEY9E/s320/056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isabelle was a little more timid initially, but ended up enjoying herself just as much as Ian did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sf70vNQeo8I/AAAAAAAACAE/czIkDZr03yk/s1600-h/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331968100703052738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sf70vNQeo8I/AAAAAAAACAE/czIkDZr03yk/s320/059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This next picture is a very accurate portrayal of what a goofy house we live in. David is always up to something and Ian is ever so eager to be just like his daddy. So, when David suggested that Ian should wear his helmet while running through the sprinkler, Ian didn't even hesitate. In fact, he thought that the light saber would only complement the overall look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sf70u3leDPI/AAAAAAAAB_8/fhJHCzyBbzs/s1600-h/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331968094885514482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sf70u3leDPI/AAAAAAAAB_8/fhJHCzyBbzs/s320/060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh...the goofy boys I live with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sf70uWLnL4I/AAAAAAAAB_0/oaVw3wPWFpY/s1600-h/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331968085918691202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sf70uWLnL4I/AAAAAAAAB_0/oaVw3wPWFpY/s320/064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am sure this little man is dreaming of how he is going to entertain us in the future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sf8SYv7kRCI/AAAAAAAACAU/JzJON4JyQOk/s1600-h/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332000700222424098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sf8SYv7kRCI/AAAAAAAACAU/JzJON4JyQOk/s320/052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-676660856421074950?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/676660856421074950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=676660856421074950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/676660856421074950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/676660856421074950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/05/fun-in-sun.html' title='Fun in the Sun'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sf70vWZmDBI/AAAAAAAACAM/eVtgEmVEY9E/s72-c/056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-6240744863143598621</id><published>2009-05-04T08:52:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T09:49:39.238-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's Big Now???</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yesterday morning, Isabelle woke up and informed her Daddy that she was ready to ride a bike without training wheels.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This may or may not have something to do with the fact that I ran over one of her training wheels as I was backing out of the garage the other day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;David offered to put some different training wheels on the bike, but Isabelle had other plans. She felt she was ready to ride a bike.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So, Daddy helped her get ready for some practice. She put on her pads...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sf7vkP_vRmI/AAAAAAAAB_U/ttDltVasIrs/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331962414901446242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sf7vkP_vRmI/AAAAAAAAB_U/ttDltVasIrs/s320/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and her helmet...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sf7vkbItxOI/AAAAAAAAB_c/ELXw1EdLFmE/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331962417891886306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sf7vkbItxOI/AAAAAAAAB_c/ELXw1EdLFmE/s320/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and Daddy got her started. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sf7vkjg1MxI/AAAAAAAAB_k/Kb1tti_BDtY/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331962420140520210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sf7vkjg1MxI/AAAAAAAAB_k/Kb1tti_BDtY/s320/041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And that was the end of that. She took off, all by herself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sf7vk0oucaI/AAAAAAAAB_s/rXGKhKFqViM/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331962424737034658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sf7vk0oucaI/AAAAAAAAB_s/rXGKhKFqViM/s320/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had no idea she was so ready...but she sure knew! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Good job big girl! We are so proud of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a8770b2871333ce1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da8770b2871333ce1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330404753%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D593BB08C0A5C79C9C93C0B11AD15206611E83A16.2D426D34BB3BF4D9FE0642E4B5413D9C00FD80C8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da8770b2871333ce1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D97AjWXXqTAEAjDNLmRE1T4giacc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da8770b2871333ce1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330404753%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D593BB08C0A5C79C9C93C0B11AD15206611E83A16.2D426D34BB3BF4D9FE0642E4B5413D9C00FD80C8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da8770b2871333ce1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D97AjWXXqTAEAjDNLmRE1T4giacc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-6240744863143598621?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a8770b2871333ce1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6240744863143598621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=6240744863143598621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/6240744863143598621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/6240744863143598621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/05/whos-big-now.html' title='Who&apos;s Big Now???'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sf7vkP_vRmI/AAAAAAAAB_U/ttDltVasIrs/s72-c/037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-3634285737125597419</id><published>2009-04-29T20:26:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T22:50:15.201-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Waiting Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;As most of you know, I was trying to wait until my mom got to town before giving birth. As if I really had that much control, right? So I patiently waited and watched my activity levels so that I wouldn't throw myself into labor before she got here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, she arrived on the afternoon of Good Friday. That night I couldn't sleep. I tossed and turned. Somehow, I felt that since my mom was here, we should be having a baby. What were we waiting for? Apparently, Isaac didn't share the same sense of urgency that his mommy had! Each day I convinced myself that it was okay that I wasn't in labor yet. After all, I was still a week away from my official due date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There may not have been any signs of labor at that point, but that wasn't for lack of effort. I walked, and walked and walked. I listened to advice from all sorts of people. Most people told me to take advantage of the trampoline in our back yard. I didn't go that far. After having to watch "the shaken baby video" before being discharged from the hospital after giving birth to both Ian and Isabelle, I just had a really hard time with the idea of the trampoline...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So we stayed very busy. David had duty on Easter Sunday, so we drove out to the beach and walked around for a while. It was a little chilly on the beach, but it looked beautiful. The kids seemed to be oblivious to the wind and the chill. They were also clueless that they were in full clothing when they started to bury themselves...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sfj4VXgGv9I/AAAAAAAAB-8/8pbbAzWaqHg/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330283204962598866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sfj4VXgGv9I/AAAAAAAAB-8/8pbbAzWaqHg/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sfj4VFfXKlI/AAAAAAAAB-0/A04TQ3mhKWo/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330283200127642194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sfj4VFfXKlI/AAAAAAAAB-0/A04TQ3mhKWo/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But at least they had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sfj4U7MWeCI/AAAAAAAAB-s/BzZ0wFdqqMM/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330283197363550242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sfj4U7MWeCI/AAAAAAAAB-s/BzZ0wFdqqMM/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All through the week, we did what we could to stay busy. Mom helped me with some projects at the house we continued to prepare for this little baby to come into our house. We made his bed and washed more clothes. We set up diaper changing areas upstairs and down. And we walked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At my DR appointment that week, he scheduled an induction for the following Tuesday. I really didn't want to be induced, but I was REALLY ready to have this baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday, we decided to take advantage of the beautiful weather and we went to a local park to let the kids play. They had so much fun on the playground and the swings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sfj4UmkMbXI/AAAAAAAAB-k/dIEn7ITixcA/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330283191826410866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sfj4UmkMbXI/AAAAAAAAB-k/dIEn7ITixcA/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isabelle even showed Nana a few tricks about how she can swing so high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sfj4US8v75I/AAAAAAAAB-c/RdnrKFlC7-k/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330283186560692114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sfj4US8v75I/AAAAAAAAB-c/RdnrKFlC7-k/s320/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I snapped a few pictures so that I would have some current ones to send to friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sfjz-ubKpPI/AAAAAAAAB-U/F7gPrYuLbpI/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330278417932395762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sfjz-ubKpPI/AAAAAAAAB-U/F7gPrYuLbpI/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sfjz-RHHSDI/AAAAAAAAB-M/NJDkNgebw7U/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330278410063661106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sfjz-RHHSDI/AAAAAAAAB-M/NJDkNgebw7U/s320/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When David met us at the park, he took the kids on the paddle boats. Ian stretched as far as he could in order to help peddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sfjz-YtGEtI/AAAAAAAAB-E/V-Walp2v2Xo/s1600-h/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330278412102013650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sfjz-YtGEtI/AAAAAAAAB-E/V-Walp2v2Xo/s320/054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isabelle just enjoyed the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sfjz-GQo3nI/AAAAAAAAB98/fhMHvgsEVFo/s1600-h/067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330278407150820978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sfjz-GQo3nI/AAAAAAAAB98/fhMHvgsEVFo/s320/067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After a stop for some Italian ice, we went home and prepared for the Saturday evening service at church. When we were leaving, some neighbors asked if we were headed to the hospital. I replied, "No, we are going to church to pray this child out!" By this time I was past my due date and fairly over being pregnant. Mom and I had made plans to go to a movie after church, so we drove two cars to church so that David could bring the kids home and get them to bed while we went to the movie. However, I felt my prayers were being answered as I started contracting during church! We were all so excited! They weren't strong or painful, but they were consistent! Mom and I decided that it was best that we forgo the movie and get home to make final preparations before (hopefully) heading to the hospital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We called our neighbors on the way home to see if the kids could stay the night with them. They were so wonderful to welcome the kids into their home (which the kids thought was totally fun! Sleepover!!!) at the drop of a hat! I took one final picture with the kids before I went inside to figure out our next steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sfjz90_oJVI/AAAAAAAAB90/UJFYwZxwvD4/s1600-h/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330278402516067666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sfjz90_oJVI/AAAAAAAAB90/UJFYwZxwvD4/s320/068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We decided to try to go to bed and get a little rest until the stronger labor set in. I woke every couple hours with a contraction, but otherwise they weren't strong enough to keep me awake. Imagine my disappointment when I woke at 7am and I was STILL at home! UGH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to take a quick shower and freshen up. Before I could even blow my hair dry I was in full blown labor! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We labored at home for a couple hours. Mom and David were so supportive and did whatever I needed them to do while I was in pain. At about 930am, my nurse, (otherwise known as my mom) checked me to see how things had progressed. She didn't even tell me how dilated I was before she hollered for David and told him she thought it was time to go. We all hopped in the car and drove to the hospital. In less than one hour, I progressed from 6cm to fully dilated and gave birth to our sweet little man, Isaac. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SfkRgHjNHuI/AAAAAAAAB_M/TuOVF73aq-w/s1600-h/124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330310877449887458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SfkRgHjNHuI/AAAAAAAAB_M/TuOVF73aq-w/s320/124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;It was such an amazing birth experience. I couldn't help but think about how perfect God's timing was. I didn't have to be induced. My mom was able to be at the birth. And on top of that, my mom was able to focus on Ian and Isabelle for the first week of her visit and make sure that she got some great time with each of them. She also did a pretty good job of keeping me busy so that I didn't go crazy waiting for the baby to come. It was also amazing that there was no question about David being able to be here for it. We didn't have to worry about any ship schedule or crazy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;shift work&lt;/span&gt;. Being that I went into labor on the weekend and he didn't have duty, he was there from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so thankful to be home with my precious family and figuring out this new life! I am so thankful to my hubby who has been amazingly supportive and helpful in this transition. I am also so thankful to my mom for being here for the whole process! I am so glad you didn't miss this one! I am thankful for such an awesome hospital experience, delivery and most of all for this sweet little man that has changed our lives forever! I am so in love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-3634285737125597419?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3634285737125597419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=3634285737125597419' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/3634285737125597419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/3634285737125597419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/04/waiting-game.html' title='The Waiting Game'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sfj4VXgGv9I/AAAAAAAAB-8/8pbbAzWaqHg/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-980356776116621570</id><published>2009-04-29T05:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T05:11:00.821-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was so excited that we only had to stay in the hospital for one night! We prepared to go home on Monday around lunch time! It was fun to get Isaac dressed in some little clothes that we had brought for him!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SfWh5rxo-nI/AAAAAAAAB9s/h0lsf4NDmio/s1600-h/143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329343746438396530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SfWh5rxo-nI/AAAAAAAAB9s/h0lsf4NDmio/s320/143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; His little shirt says, "Here I go!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We buckled him into his cozy, new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;car seat&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SfWh5aSOeiI/AAAAAAAAB9k/RGHPRHoVp-0/s1600-h/149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329343741743233570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SfWh5aSOeiI/AAAAAAAAB9k/RGHPRHoVp-0/s320/149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And he was ready for his new adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SfWh5CVPX1I/AAAAAAAAB9c/rK43MPVmu4E/s1600-h/150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329343735313424210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SfWh5CVPX1I/AAAAAAAAB9c/rK43MPVmu4E/s320/150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When we got home, Ian and Isabelle were waiting to welcome us with the banner that Nana helped them make! They were so proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SfWh5NPWuyI/AAAAAAAAB9U/WnofQJrdWQw/s1600-h/152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329343738241530658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SfWh5NPWuyI/AAAAAAAAB9U/WnofQJrdWQw/s320/152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They rushed downstairs to see their new baby brother again! They couldn't even wait for us to get him out of his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;car seat&lt;/span&gt; before they started loving on him and talking to him. They are both so eager to be involved and to teach him everything he needs to know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SfWh4yv65KI/AAAAAAAAB9M/fgj04NySn8c/s1600-h/155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329343731130360994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SfWh4yv65KI/AAAAAAAAB9M/fgj04NySn8c/s320/155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is amazing how bringing home a little guy like this makes the big kids look so much bigger! &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/1388954594083817189-980356776116621570?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/980356776116621570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=980356776116621570' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/980356776116621570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/980356776116621570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/04/welcome-home.html' title='Welcome Home'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SfWh5rxo-nI/AAAAAAAAB9s/h0lsf4NDmio/s72-c/143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-5012090300365934851</id><published>2009-04-28T05:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T05:03:01.671-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Special Visit</title><content type='html'>Our dear friends, Mike and Debbie, just so happened to be driving through town the day that Isaac was born. I was so excited to have them stop by the hospital and meet Isaac!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SfWf_eKAOpI/AAAAAAAAB9E/As0TERW6BuU/s1600-h/137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329341646838446738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SfWf_eKAOpI/AAAAAAAAB9E/As0TERW6BuU/s320/137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nana was so wonderful to keep all EIGHT of the our kiddos while Mike and Deb came to the hospital for a couple hours! I don't know if she had any idea what she had just volunteered for, but it sure sounds like the kids had a great time! I missed getting to see all of the Moreland kids, but I am so thankful for the special visit we had in the hospital! I can't wait to see you all again and to introduce Isaac to the rest of the family! Thanks so much for stopping in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SfWf_IiUqgI/AAAAAAAAB88/fybY5M37CNU/s1600-h/131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329341641034869250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SfWf_IiUqgI/AAAAAAAAB88/fybY5M37CNU/s320/131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-5012090300365934851?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5012090300365934851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=5012090300365934851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/5012090300365934851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/5012090300365934851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/04/special-visit.html' title='A Special Visit'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SfWf_eKAOpI/AAAAAAAAB9E/As0TERW6BuU/s72-c/137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-8011198425078216334</id><published>2009-04-27T07:49:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T08:03:08.554-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A precious boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; I just might be a little biased when it comes to this baby...but I think he is absolutely perfect and beautiful! When he first arrived, we saw glimpses of Isabelle, but I think overall he resembles Ian. This means we may have another "mini Dave" on our hands!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SfWdo7KKSzI/AAAAAAAAB8s/xVj6xfFr-Kw/s1600-h/126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329339060463487794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SfWdo7KKSzI/AAAAAAAAB8s/xVj6xfFr-Kw/s320/126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the first things we noticed about him was his super long nails! Some of them were twice as long as they should be and were bent backwards! We had to get them cut so that he didn't scratch himself! If you look closely in the picture (above) you can see his thumb nail before it was cut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SfWdosPBgOI/AAAAAAAAB8k/ghR8x9xpTZY/s1600-h/127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329339056457351394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SfWdosPBgOI/AAAAAAAAB8k/ghR8x9xpTZY/s320/127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; During one of our ultrasounds, we could see that he was sucking is thumb/hand. I thought it was really funny because we have never had a thumb-sucker. It was very clear from the start that this little man really loves his hands. In fact, he came out with one of his hands up by his head. He likes to suck on them any chance that he gets! We couldn't swaddle him with his hands inside or he would just cry. We have introduced the pacifier to him to help soothe him, but he still prefers to sleep with his hands near his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-8011198425078216334?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8011198425078216334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=8011198425078216334' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/8011198425078216334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/8011198425078216334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/04/precious-boy.html' title='A precious boy!'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SfWdo7KKSzI/AAAAAAAAB8s/xVj6xfFr-Kw/s72-c/126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-8620217624715875024</id><published>2009-04-21T15:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T13:32:43.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Missed pictures</title><content type='html'>I found this blog of pics that never got posted, so I thought I would share them with you anyway...better late than never!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isaac's first bath&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Se4bqJ5a-4I/AAAAAAAAB8c/zjvETXuCiMk/s1600-h/108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327225820251093890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Se4bqJ5a-4I/AAAAAAAAB8c/zjvETXuCiMk/s320/108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All cleaned up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Se4bp6JhXUI/AAAAAAAAB8U/hy-vRqz8ntg/s1600-h/113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327225816023653698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Se4bp6JhXUI/AAAAAAAAB8U/hy-vRqz8ntg/s320/113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checking in on the new little man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Se4bpltY_bI/AAAAAAAAB8M/zAWAtODdEJ4/s1600-h/115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327225810536955314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Se4bpltY_bI/AAAAAAAAB8M/zAWAtODdEJ4/s320/115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-8620217624715875024?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8620217624715875024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=8620217624715875024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/8620217624715875024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/8620217624715875024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/04/missed-pictures.html' title='Missed pictures'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/Se4bqJ5a-4I/AAAAAAAAB8c/zjvETXuCiMk/s72-c/108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-9177115424929067071</id><published>2009-04-21T14:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T15:04:07.695-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Se4YQWM1U-I/AAAAAAAAB8E/51-Gk1qO_QI/s1600-h/098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327222078342255586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Se4YQWM1U-I/AAAAAAAAB8E/51-Gk1qO_QI/s320/098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isaac Henry &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Born April 19, 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10:49am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7lb 4oz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19.5in&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Se4YQD9aeOI/AAAAAAAAB78/5Mm3z9HjiZs/s1600-h/095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327222073445742818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Se4YQD9aeOI/AAAAAAAAB78/5Mm3z9HjiZs/s320/095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-9177115424929067071?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/9177115424929067071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=9177115424929067071' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/9177115424929067071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/9177115424929067071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/04/introducing.html' title='Introducing...'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/Se4YQWM1U-I/AAAAAAAAB8E/51-Gk1qO_QI/s72-c/098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-4381194850026108431</id><published>2009-04-13T19:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T19:29:19.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No news...</title><content type='html'>We went to the doctor this morning with hopes of hearing that our new little man would be joining us soon. Unfortunately, however, he has decided that he is nice and cozy in there and isn't quite done cooking! So, we have an appointment for next Monday if nothing has happened before then. If necessary, they will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;induce&lt;/span&gt; me next Tuesday. I am hoping that he decides to make his appearance much sooner than that, but clearly, I am not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;controlling&lt;/span&gt; this little man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, I am trying to stay busy and positive!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will keep you posted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-4381194850026108431?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4381194850026108431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=4381194850026108431' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/4381194850026108431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/4381194850026108431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-news.html' title='No news...'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-749072234217851212</id><published>2009-04-09T23:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T23:21:05.248-04:00</updated><title type='text'>7 DAYS!</title><content type='html'>It is hard to believe that we are nearing the end of this pregnancy so quickly! We expect the little man to make his grand entrance any day now! I am one week from my due date, but I am already 2-3cm dilated and I feel like my stomach has dropped! I have had subtle contractions throughout the last couple days, but nothing regular or painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom arrives tomorrow afternoon! That has been my goal~ to hold off til she could get here. We have nearly done that, but I am not sure I will go much longer! I have an appointment scheduled for Monday morning if I have not been admitted yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will do my best to keep you all updated over the days to come! Please pray for a safe delivery and a healthy baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-749072234217851212?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/749072234217851212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=749072234217851212' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/749072234217851212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/749072234217851212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/04/7-days.html' title='7 DAYS!'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-8479629631559557173</id><published>2009-04-09T22:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T23:12:04.487-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A great visit</title><content type='html'>Andrea got to spend part of the weekend with us last weekend and we had a lot of fun! It has been so much fun living in this area as we have had so many visitors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here we are with the token belly shot at 38 weeks!!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sd62XVt-1nI/AAAAAAAAB70/Bdn9u1cn3Bc/s1600-h/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322892321681757810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sd62XVt-1nI/AAAAAAAAB70/Bdn9u1cn3Bc/s320/068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And a sweet picture with the kiddos. They sure to love Miss Andrea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sd62XIoDQ1I/AAAAAAAAB7s/NMWHgBb3cFg/s1600-h/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322892318167221074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sd62XIoDQ1I/AAAAAAAAB7s/NMWHgBb3cFg/s320/064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time Miss Andrea visited Ian got upset because he didn't get to do everything that he wanted to do with her before she had to leave. So, this time they sat down the very first day and made a list of the things that were important to do. Andrea was such a good sport. She played with K'nex guns and any other toy that the kids felt she needed to experience. One of the other important things was spending time on the trampoline together. I didn't get any pictures of them all together on the trampoline, but they had a great time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sd62W94wuiI/AAAAAAAAB7k/TsW-RjHFmhc/s1600-h/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322892315284519458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sd62W94wuiI/AAAAAAAAB7k/TsW-RjHFmhc/s320/055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can see, there was so much to accomplish that they didn't even have time to get dressed before they got to work. Isabelle was still in pj's!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ian had plenty of tricks to show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sd62WvCmUWI/AAAAAAAAB7c/RvLDDkeGbsI/s1600-h/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322892311299248482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sd62WvCmUWI/AAAAAAAAB7c/RvLDDkeGbsI/s320/052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and Isabelle did her best to not be outdone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sd62WUbfwYI/AAAAAAAAB7U/dioQ5kphjzo/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322892304155918722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sd62WUbfwYI/AAAAAAAAB7U/dioQ5kphjzo/s320/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank you for coming for a visit Miss Andrea! We look forward to seeing you in a couple months! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-8479629631559557173?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8479629631559557173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=8479629631559557173' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/8479629631559557173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/8479629631559557173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/04/great-visit.html' title='A great visit'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sd62XVt-1nI/AAAAAAAAB70/Bdn9u1cn3Bc/s72-c/068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-7306832702652242721</id><published>2009-04-09T22:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T22:55:29.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Playtime with Mr Dennis</title><content type='html'>We were happy to get to see Andrea's parents last weekend also. I am pretty sure that Mr Dennis probably slept pretty hard after playing so hard with the kids. They love their time with Mr Dennis (and the candy that comes along with him!) Thanks for spending the evening with us!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sd60rsyQJcI/AAAAAAAAB7M/00X7cyLrha8/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322890472447813058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sd60rsyQJcI/AAAAAAAAB7M/00X7cyLrha8/s320/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-7306832702652242721?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7306832702652242721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=7306832702652242721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/7306832702652242721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/7306832702652242721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/04/playtime-with-mr-dennis.html' title='Playtime with Mr Dennis'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sd60rsyQJcI/AAAAAAAAB7M/00X7cyLrha8/s72-c/040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-6241554458370052304</id><published>2009-04-09T22:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T22:44:56.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One of the Big Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sd6yOXkU7TI/AAAAAAAAB7E/uhp_mOW8YPs/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322887769512799538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sd6yOXkU7TI/AAAAAAAAB7E/uhp_mOW8YPs/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My wonderful friend, Andrea, got to come visit last weekend. We got to spend a girls day together last Friday and she treated us to a pedicure. Isabelle also got her fingernails painted. She definitely felt like one of the big girls! She proudly picked out her own color and held very still while she watched her nails be painted! I am sure she will be asking to go again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sd6yOKN1QqI/AAAAAAAAB68/Azc5E6krSFQ/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322887765928788642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sd6yOKN1QqI/AAAAAAAAB68/Azc5E6krSFQ/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-6241554458370052304?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6241554458370052304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=6241554458370052304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/6241554458370052304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/6241554458370052304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-of-big-girls.html' title='One of the Big Girls'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sd6yOXkU7TI/AAAAAAAAB7E/uhp_mOW8YPs/s72-c/027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-2944417446052947329</id><published>2009-04-09T22:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T22:38:04.199-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Dress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sd6w-3quL7I/AAAAAAAAB60/7guF7rSy0QE/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322886403740020658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sd6w-3quL7I/AAAAAAAAB60/7guF7rSy0QE/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a picture of another dress that I managed to complete for Isabelle. She loves it because it is very twirly when she spins!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-2944417446052947329?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2944417446052947329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=2944417446052947329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/2944417446052947329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/2944417446052947329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-dress.html' title='Another Dress'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/Sd6w-3quL7I/AAAAAAAAB60/7guF7rSy0QE/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-6526057828543081058</id><published>2009-04-01T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:00:26.921-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Flower Girl Dress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SdK7CtN1lvI/AAAAAAAAB6o/X__HFuXJCQk/s1600-h/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319519765049743090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SdK7CtN1lvI/AAAAAAAAB6o/X__HFuXJCQk/s320/068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week I completed Isabelle's flower girl dress. She is thrilled to be in Uncle Ben and Jamie's wedding in May! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know the dress looks a little big on the top, but it wasn't zipped all the way in the back because I have to make a few minor adjustments to the zipper (I HATE ZIPPERS!!!) but &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otherwise it is great on her! She loves it and is even more excited about the wedding now that she knows what she is going to be wearing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-6526057828543081058?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6526057828543081058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=6526057828543081058' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/6526057828543081058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/6526057828543081058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/04/flower-girl-dress.html' title='Flower Girl Dress'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SdK7CtN1lvI/AAAAAAAAB6o/X__HFuXJCQk/s72-c/068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-3111172512063864256</id><published>2009-03-31T08:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T08:53:46.997-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>Eight years ago today, I walked down the aisle toward my amazing husband and began a journey that I couldn't have even imagined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were both young and had big dreams for our lives. To say that God has blessed us beyond our dreams seems too simple a statement to describe the last eight years! Each year has gotten better and better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so blessed to have such an amazing husband who loves me more each day and takes care of me in such amazing ways! Thank you, David, for being the love of my life, for joining me on this amazing journey, for making me laugh, holding me when I cry and being my very best friend! I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-3111172512063864256?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3111172512063864256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=3111172512063864256' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/3111172512063864256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/3111172512063864256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary!'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-5754842241012295657</id><published>2009-03-31T08:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T08:26:23.967-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Life has been a little crazy around here these days! Realistically, I don't know that we would know it any other way though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I finished a couple sewing projects (pictures to come).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night I was up the ENTIRE night with contractions.  We started to think that this little guys was going to make his appearance much earlier than we had planned. Luckily, the contractions stopped and I took it easy all weekend. Yesterday, I went to the doctor and there hasn't been any progress in dilation...which I am very happy with! I am feeling much better the last couple days! Hopefully we can hold out just a little while longer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night David noticed some water damage on our wood flooring in our kitchen. It was even worse when we woke up the next morning. Last night we were finally able to trace the leak to our air conditioning drain. Fortunately, we are still under our one year warranty and we have an amazing builder that should have it all fixed up in the next couple weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we continue to plug along...one day at a time! We continue to try to accomplish what we can each day as we prepare for the little man to make his appearance. We now have bags packed and are ready to go when we need to! We promise to keep you posted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-5754842241012295657?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5754842241012295657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=5754842241012295657' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/5754842241012295657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/5754842241012295657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/03/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-8353045887478399932</id><published>2009-03-22T09:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T10:51:03.104-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cub Scouts at the Fire Station</title><content type='html'>Last week David arranged for his den to take a trip to the fire station for a tour. Isabelle was invited to come along and she didn't miss out on the event! The firemen showed the kids a video about fire safety and showed them around the station. David was kind enough to take a camera along and snap a couple pictures for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/ScZDdTeDKSI/AAAAAAAAB6g/ru3PU1UxBXo/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316010580879026466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/ScZDdTeDKSI/AAAAAAAAB6g/ru3PU1UxBXo/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/ScZDc7DCJ_I/AAAAAAAAB6Y/KcHH0Y9uofo/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316010574323263474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/ScZDc7DCJ_I/AAAAAAAAB6Y/KcHH0Y9uofo/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-8353045887478399932?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8353045887478399932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=8353045887478399932' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/8353045887478399932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/8353045887478399932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/03/cub-scouts-at-fire-station.html' title='Cub Scouts at the Fire Station'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/ScZDdTeDKSI/AAAAAAAAB6g/ru3PU1UxBXo/s72-c/024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-5643912068200688204</id><published>2009-03-22T09:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T09:50:30.457-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to the Park</title><content type='html'>Life has changed since we have moved here. We used to live on a busy street where the kids couldn't play in the front yard. No riding bikes or running around with the neighbor kids. Now, we live in a quiet area (quiet as far as traffic is concerned) FULL of kids. Rarely is there a time that the kids don't have someone to play with. When they get bored riding bikes, finding rocks, having light saber duels, playing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Legos&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;K'nex&lt;/span&gt; in the front, our backyard is the next choice of places to play due to the trampoline and swing set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it never really occurred to me that since we have moved here, we have not gone to a playground or park to play. That used to be a very common thing for us to do in Virginia. Isabelle was the first to remind me of this recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, a few days ago, Isabelle and I were out and about and just happened to be near a really great park. I decided to take her there for a couple hours. She was ecstatic! She immediately ran to this giant slide built on the hill!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/ScY_ftll1JI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/18M9eef_zOI/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316006224203207826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/ScY_ftll1JI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/18M9eef_zOI/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She ran up those stairs several times and this smile never left her face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/ScY_e0oeuDI/AAAAAAAAB6I/qpGJxHWA5Us/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316006208914503730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/ScY_e0oeuDI/AAAAAAAAB6I/qpGJxHWA5Us/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She enjoyed some time on the swings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/ScY-DPkzbOI/AAAAAAAAB6A/g8Gtawejfyc/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316004635598875874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/ScY-DPkzbOI/AAAAAAAAB6A/g8Gtawejfyc/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;scaled some rocks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/ScY-C69aomI/AAAAAAAAB54/BBiJ0jjeHGE/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316004630064964194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/ScY-C69aomI/AAAAAAAAB54/BBiJ0jjeHGE/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; climbed some ladders,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/ScY-CDtxs1I/AAAAAAAAB5w/rdmfR44C_KA/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316004615235416914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/ScY-CDtxs1I/AAAAAAAAB5w/rdmfR44C_KA/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and just had a great time in general!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell by this smile that she was having a good time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/ScY-BuU8vyI/AAAAAAAAB5o/tEKEtwdfWAk/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316004609494138658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/ScY-BuU8vyI/AAAAAAAAB5o/tEKEtwdfWAk/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had to giggle every time she came down the slide and her hair was standing up like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/ScY-BDbuzvI/AAAAAAAAB5g/nHW2wykDlQk/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316004597979860722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/ScY-BDbuzvI/AAAAAAAAB5g/nHW2wykDlQk/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a great time at the park! We will be going back very soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we were walking back to the van, she looked up at me and said, "Thank you for bringing me to the park, Mommy! Next time we should bring Ian!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love that as much fun as she was having on her own, she would rather share it with her brother! So, next time we will bring Ian!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-5643912068200688204?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5643912068200688204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=5643912068200688204' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/5643912068200688204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/5643912068200688204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/03/trip-to-park.html' title='Trip to the Park'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/ScY_ftll1JI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/18M9eef_zOI/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-1466630216520321239</id><published>2009-03-18T09:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T09:42:33.055-04:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Day Notice!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did you see the countdown on the side of the page? We are down to 30 days! It is really unbelievable! 30 days until my due date! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back in August, when we found out we were pregnant, it seemed as though April was SO FAR AWAY! But we also knew it would go quickly...it always does. It seems as though it is all a blur. We made it through David's induction period, the Ian started school, the holidays came and went and now, here we are!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am down to doing weekly appointments at this point. When I went in earlier this week, I found out that I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dilated&lt;/span&gt; to nearly 1cm. That is to be expected with the 3rd baby. It shouldn't be any indication of him making his appearance early. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As a matter of fact, I have been having some very serious talks with the little man about when he is allowed to make his appearance. As anxious as I am about seeing him, holding him and introducing him to his big brother and sister, I also have a plan! My mom (a.k.a. My Personal Labor and Delivery nurse!) will be flying into town on April 10t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;! He must wait until she can get here or else he is going to have some serious explaining to do! My other motivation for getting that far is that Ian's Spring Break is  the week before my due date and I would really like to have that time with the kids to do a few fun things and just enjoy each other without the whole week being consumed by the activities of having a new baby. Don't get me wrong, the kids are both VERY excited about this new little guy, but they have also gotten a little clingy and needy lately. I am sure it has every bit to do with the baby situation, whether they know it or not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, if you think of it, please say a quick prayer for us. We are all facing a LOT of transition! We are doing our best to make it enjoyable for everyone involved! All in all, we know that this new little man is going to add a ton of joy to our lives and we can hardly wait! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-1466630216520321239?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1466630216520321239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=1466630216520321239' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/1466630216520321239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/1466630216520321239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/03/30-day-notice.html' title='30 Day Notice!'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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-1388954594083817189.post-3470875522752733005</id><published>2009-03-13T10:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T09:25:52.024-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stocked up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, I know I haven't been on here much. I guess I have been a little too busy with organizing and taking care of things before this baby makes his grand appearance! I have several dresses in the works for Isabelle and I promise to post pictures when I have a couple more done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last week I spent a bit of time stocking up on diapers! I meant to post this last week so that you could go out and take advantage of the deal if it was a good one for you, but I just didn't get to it in time. So, now I post this as a lesson...to NEVER, EVER, EVER pay full price for diapers! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess how much I paid for all of these diapers:&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SbpoKJOddHI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/ALbjNGE3VkM/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312673233921471602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SbpoKJOddHI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/ALbjNGE3VkM/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Did you guess? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, first you should know that there are 12 Jumbo packs of diapers in the picture. In total, there are nearly 600 diapers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Huggies&lt;/span&gt; Jumbo Packs were on sale at&lt;a href="http://www.walgreens.com/default.jsp"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Walgreens&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;for $10. (Normal retail ranges from $12-$16)&lt;br /&gt;Get 3 Jumbo Packs of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Huggies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use 3 $5 &lt;a href="http://print.coupons.com/couponweb/Offers.aspx?pid=13903&amp;amp;zid=xh20&amp;amp;nid=10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Huggies&lt;/span&gt; coupons &lt;/a&gt;(you can print 2 per computer)&lt;br /&gt;Pay $15 and get $10 back in Register Rewards&lt;br /&gt;Final Cost:  $15 for 3 Jumbo Packs of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Huggies&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What I did was use my Register Reward coupon on the next batch of 3 packages and only ended up paying $5 for the second batch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I repeated this process at another store (because the first one was completely sold out)! I was frustrated because the coupons were for the Gentle Care diapers, but the sweet lady at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Walgreens&lt;/span&gt; told me that the coupons should still work on ANY H&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;uggies&lt;/span&gt;! So, I bought up as many as I could with my coupons! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When all was said and done, I spent $40(before tax) on all of these diapers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I came home, I found a place online called &lt;a href="http://caregiversmarketplace.com/FrameSetup.asp"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Caregivers&lt;/span&gt; Marketplace&lt;/a&gt;. They give rebates for all sorts of items that many caregivers may use. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Huggies&lt;/span&gt; Snug and Dry and Gentle Care diapers (except for the Newborn size) qualified for a $.75 rebate per package. So, I will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;receiving&lt;/span&gt; a check back for $6.75! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, that is a deal! Granted, I don't know how often there will be deals like this out there, but it just goes to show that you have to keep your eyes open for them! I don't really like doing a lot of the deals that include rebates and such, but when something like this presents itself, you've gotta jump on it. And regardless of the sales going on, don't miss out on your $5 off coupons!!! I even got a few neighbors to print some out for me so that I could maximize this deal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now the baby's closet is stocked with diapers from Newborn to size 3. I imagine these will last us for quite a while since we are going to also venture into the world of cloth diapers! So these diapers will only be used as backups or for when Daddy is in charge. (He isn't too keen on the cloth diapering idea, but I am working on him! I think he is going to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; at how easy it really is) But that is a whole other post for another day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, that is enough from me! Back to sewing world I go so that I can post some more pictures soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-3470875522752733005?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3470875522752733005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=3470875522752733005' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/3470875522752733005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/3470875522752733005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/03/stocked-up.html' title='Stocked up!'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SbpoKJOddHI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/ALbjNGE3VkM/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-8605730331477450264</id><published>2009-03-11T08:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T08:58:07.819-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Quotes from Isabelle</title><content type='html'>"Mommy! Did you know that your tongue is COVERED in taste bugs?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-8605730331477450264?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8605730331477450264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=8605730331477450264' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/8605730331477450264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/8605730331477450264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/03/crazy-quotes-from-isabelle.html' title='Crazy Quotes from Isabelle'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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-1388954594083817189.post-4446161459991831926</id><published>2009-03-09T11:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T11:08:00.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I see the light!</title><content type='html'>Just a quick update to say that Ian is back to school today! Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long weekend with David sick, he is back to work also! He isn't 100%, but good enough to tough it out! He slept about 85% of the weekend away...but it just might have worked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now it is back to normal! I cleared out Isabelle's closet yesterday to prepare for spring. (It is supposed to be 82 degrees today!) She has requested some new dresses, so I am going to go take a look at all of my fabric and see what I can come up with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully we will have some pictures to share very soon!&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Monday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-4446161459991831926?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4446161459991831926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=4446161459991831926' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/4446161459991831926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/4446161459991831926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-see-light.html' title='I see the light!'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-6637377363906023516</id><published>2009-03-06T15:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T16:11:13.894-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So over it!</title><content type='html'>No, I am not talking about pregnancy. I am one of those weirdos that actually enjoys pregnancy. Even though I am more aware each day of my due date approaching quicker than seems possible, I am also okay enjoying these last weeks. Even though I believe I have a foot stuck in the right side of my rib cage, I still love the feeling of the little man doing what feels like acrobatics within my belly and I still laugh when he gets the hiccups!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that brings me to the whole purpose of this post...I have been sequestered in my own home since Sunday night due to the flu!!! Ian started with a headache on Sunday afternoon and ended up with a fever through the night. He stayed home Monday with no real symptoms. That is, until the evening. Then his throat swelled and his fever SPIKED! He was miserable. I thought for sure he had strep, but we were informed on Tuesday that he had the FLU! Ugh... Luckily, the Dr. gave us all flu medication to take to help prevent any of the rest of us from getting it. She also wrote a note to Ian's school to excuse him for the rest of the week. I laughed at that. The whole week??? But here we are on Friday and we just can't seem to shake this stuff! His throat isn't as bad and his fever isn't as high, but I am still uncomfortable taking him around other people. I would hate to infect anyone else with this stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the weather is beautiful today and I have allowed him to play in the backyard with Isabelle, but he can see and hear his friends playing just over the fence. He is desperate to be out there with them. He literally broke down in tears when I told him he couldn't go out front to play. He hasn't seen any of them in nearly a week. He has to be getting bored! I know I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side of things, my house is very clean. It has been disinfected to no end. The baby's closet has been organized and reorganized. I am working on getting some meals prepped for the freezer to have on hand for when the baby arrives. I have a few craft projects I am ready to start and laundry is all caught up! That never happens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As nice as it has been to have some extra down time with my kiddos this week, I am also really ready to get back to normal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on...David is calling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to inform me that he feels terrible and he is coming home to go to bed. He hasn't been able to eat anything all day and his body is aching...so much for that medicine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is hoping for a better week next week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-6637377363906023516?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6637377363906023516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=6637377363906023516' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/6637377363906023516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/6637377363906023516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-over-it.html' title='So over it!'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-266727400944094918</id><published>2009-02-25T20:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T20:27:35.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Change is in the air</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today, I took this little girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SaXuXZaOuYI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/N9aUzfUyYos/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306909821651302786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SaXuXZaOuYI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/N9aUzfUyYos/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to see Mr. Tom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SaXuXRlY6QI/AAAAAAAAB5I/Tue87sHAPgs/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306909819550624002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SaXuXRlY6QI/AAAAAAAAB5I/Tue87sHAPgs/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; because she wanted to have this done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SaXuXAaVhPI/AAAAAAAAB5A/KVXZzmLkBoM/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306909814940861682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SaXuXAaVhPI/AAAAAAAAB5A/KVXZzmLkBoM/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is a little shorter than I had anticipated, but she LOVES it. I guess that is what really matters! She thought she was a pretty big girl telling Mr. Tom what she wanted done to her hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You might be able to see that the handsome boy behind her got his hairs cut too!)&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/1388954594083817189-266727400944094918?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/266727400944094918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=266727400944094918' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/266727400944094918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/266727400944094918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/02/change-is-in-air.html' title='Change is in the air'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SaXuXZaOuYI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/N9aUzfUyYos/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-7701509173514330514</id><published>2009-02-22T20:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T19:17:42.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast at Mimi's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Sunday morning we met at Mimi's Cafe for breakfast with my Uncle B, his wife, Bianca, and Granny B. It was a super-yummy breakfast with great company! (you can see that Hunter was NOT excited about this picture!)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SaH8YFoyrBI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/2DQus7gv2zU/s1600-h/150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305799326779485202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SaH8YFoyrBI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/2DQus7gv2zU/s320/150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks for breakfast Uncle B! Hope to see you again in May!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SaH8YCbaNMI/AAAAAAAAB4I/4oIYC77b85U/s1600-h/157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305799325918049474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SaH8YCbaNMI/AAAAAAAAB4I/4oIYC77b85U/s320/157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-7701509173514330514?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7701509173514330514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=7701509173514330514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/7701509173514330514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/7701509173514330514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/02/breakfast-at-mimis.html' title='Breakfast at Mimi&apos;s'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SaH8YFoyrBI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/2DQus7gv2zU/s72-c/150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-5932291441146891618</id><published>2009-02-22T20:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T19:13:48.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gang is all here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;While all five of us kids were gathered together, we took the opportunity to have an impromptu photo session. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SaH6GwP3b7I/AAAAAAAAB4A/tMWDbOafhfw/s1600-h/113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305796829956763570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SaH6GwP3b7I/AAAAAAAAB4A/tMWDbOafhfw/s320/113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trying to keep us in order and get us to all look in the same place is about like dealing with a bunch of two year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SaH6Gl0Ml1I/AAAAAAAAB34/6YgcupPki2g/s1600-h/129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305796827156354898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SaH6Gl0Ml1I/AAAAAAAAB34/6YgcupPki2g/s320/129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here we are with the Circus Master...A.K.A. Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SaH6GPTIFaI/AAAAAAAAB3w/1W_6yIoVmgg/s1600-h/139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305796821112067490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SaH6GPTIFaI/AAAAAAAAB3w/1W_6yIoVmgg/s320/139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1388954594083817189-5932291441146891618?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5932291441146891618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=5932291441146891618' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/5932291441146891618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/5932291441146891618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/02/gang-is-all-here.html' title='The Gang is all here!'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SaH6GwP3b7I/AAAAAAAAB4A/tMWDbOafhfw/s72-c/113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-1486015579167712594</id><published>2009-02-18T13:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T19:55:48.522-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Valentine's Day Shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;On Valentine's Day, my mom hosted a baby shower at her house for me. It was a great way to catch up with a lot of people at once and get a chance to visit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At my last shower I was so terrible about getting pictures with people, so I tried to make a point to get several this time around!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here I am with an old friend, Jen. Her husband was stationed with David a few years ago during deployment. Now she is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;preggers&lt;/span&gt; with her second baby and due in just a few weeks!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZxSVpAJwEI/AAAAAAAAB3g/GAqnnSzZeXA/s1600-h/083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304204992872824898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZxSVpAJwEI/AAAAAAAAB3g/GAqnnSzZeXA/s320/083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here are some of my favorite people in the universe! I have adopted them as my "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;in laws&lt;/span&gt;" even though I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; have no relation to them. Mrs C has always treated me like a daughter and I just love their whole family. That would make Val my sister I guess, and I wouldn't mind that at all! Mrs. C made the softest, sweetest blue blanket for the baby! I will treasure it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZxSVN7SBZI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/J_UcAk5mPoA/s1600-h/084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304204985604638098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZxSVN7SBZI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/J_UcAk5mPoA/s320/084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My super fun friend, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kelliann&lt;/span&gt;, was my Maid of Honor in my wedding. I wish we would have gotten to spend some more time together before I left town! She always keeps me laughing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZxSUwPvgDI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/4_Q5NJ_ifP4/s1600-h/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304204977637392434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZxSUwPvgDI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/4_Q5NJ_ifP4/s320/089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Adison&lt;/span&gt; made herself comfy amongst the presents! Don't you just love those blue eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZxSUj4apJI/AAAAAAAAB3I/RBOcrwJ2eYE/s1600-h/094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304204974318331026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZxSUj4apJI/AAAAAAAAB3I/RBOcrwJ2eYE/s320/094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My brother, Benjamin, and his fiance, Jamie, drove down to spend the day with us. It was so much fun to see them both! Thank you guys for coming! It is hard to believe that the next time I see them, it will be their big day!!! Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZxSURp-eGI/AAAAAAAAB3A/63Ie0bzU82U/s1600-h/163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304204969425926242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZxSURp-eGI/AAAAAAAAB3A/63Ie0bzU82U/s320/163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here is my favorite teacher of all time, Mrs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hilger&lt;/span&gt;. She was my high school English teacher. She has managed to teach four out of the five of us kids. She now has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Haaley&lt;/span&gt; in her class which is hard to believe since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Haaley&lt;/span&gt; was about 4 years old when I was in her class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SaNFAgr5EUI/AAAAAAAAB44/IBV1m18kEf0/s1600-h/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306160661048922434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SaNFAgr5EUI/AAAAAAAAB44/IBV1m18kEf0/s320/070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank you to everyone else that made it to the shower! It was so wonderful to see you all and to have you share in this special time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And thank you Mom for making it such a special day for me! I had a great time! I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-1486015579167712594?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1486015579167712594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=1486015579167712594' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/1486015579167712594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/1486015579167712594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day-shower.html' title='A Valentine&apos;s Day Shower'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZxSVpAJwEI/AAAAAAAAB3g/GAqnnSzZeXA/s72-c/083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-2999723004309374719</id><published>2009-02-18T07:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T19:32:54.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies</title><content type='html'>One of the unfortunate parts about living so far from family is not getting to see my niece and nephew as often as I would like. In fact, this was the very first time that I had even met my niece, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Adison&lt;/span&gt;. Isn't she cute?&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZv6Rgy5JsI/AAAAAAAAB24/XsMWKUsLKc8/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304108164927006402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZv6Rgy5JsI/AAAAAAAAB24/XsMWKUsLKc8/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all met up together at Mom's hospital where my nephew, Hunter, was happy to act as our photographer. Here is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Haaley&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Adison&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jilienne&lt;/span&gt;, Tara and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZv6RIOzd-I/AAAAAAAAB2w/PNJiOTgMsVk/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304108158333188066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZv6RIOzd-I/AAAAAAAAB2w/PNJiOTgMsVk/s320/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While we were busy with our photo session, Mom was out in the hallway, tracking down a doctor that was willing to do a quick ultrasound for us. She found a fabulous doctor on the floor that was more than willing to oblige! Unfortunately, the machine that we were using didn't print pictures, but here is one that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jilienne&lt;/span&gt; was able to take of the screen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZv6Q9tc2vI/AAAAAAAAB2o/kOiux4VT7Gc/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304108155508939506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZv6Q9tc2vI/AAAAAAAAB2o/kOiux4VT7Gc/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For those of you that weren't there, let me explain the picture to you. It is a view of the top of his head. He is looking to the left. The white mass next to his head is his little fist and he was actually sucking his thumb. When the doctor told us that was what he was doing, I doubted him, because I have never had a thumb-sucker. But right when I said something, the baby took his hand out of his mouth and practically waved and then, very clearly, put his thumb back into his mouth. It was quite comical. It was a quick ultrasound, but it was fun for my mom and sisters to be able to be there and be a part of it! The next pictures we have of him should be much cuter and in color!&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/1388954594083817189-2999723004309374719?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2999723004309374719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=2999723004309374719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/2999723004309374719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/2999723004309374719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/02/babies.html' title='Babies'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZv6Rgy5JsI/AAAAAAAAB24/XsMWKUsLKc8/s72-c/029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-4687910260580427293</id><published>2009-02-17T18:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T19:18:38.868-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Weekend Away</title><content type='html'>It is amazing how times change. When I first moved away from home, I usually made it home three or four times a year. It still wasn't bad even when Ian was born. I was still able to go home a few times a year...but as time has gone on and our family has grown, it has gotten more difficult to get home. When we do get to go to Colorado, it is usually a HUGE production due to travelling to a completely different climate with two kiddos in tow and a full day of traveling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, just imagine my excitement when I got to take a trip home last weekend. I hadn't been home in over a year...AND...I was traveling all by myself! David was so wonderful to offer to keep the kids for the whole weekend so that I could have a little "mommy getaway" before this new little guy joins the crew! With the help of some wonderful neighbors who helped while David was at work, the plans were set and I was off!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was packed and ready! I made it through security without incident and let out a sigh of relief. It was immediately apparent how different this trip was to any others in my recent past. I had packed in a single suitcase, I had only one carry on to handle and it did not contain a ton of snacks or play dough or video games. This was a weekend that I had been looking forward to for so long...and here it was. I immediately delved into one of the books that I had brought to read. Reading is something that I long to do...but rarely find the time in my daily life! So this was a treat. My flights were fairly uneventful and I arrived in Denver late that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our drive home from the airport was challenging due to a snow storm that was moving through, but the following morning was absolutely beautiful...I LOVE COLORADO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZtKf45iBoI/AAAAAAAAB2g/XrVigotCunw/s1600-h/188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303914897868981890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZtKf45iBoI/AAAAAAAAB2g/XrVigotCunw/s320/188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sister, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jilienne&lt;/span&gt;, drove into town that day and we were able to help &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Haaley&lt;/span&gt; and some of her friends get ready for their Valentine's dance that evening. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Haaley&lt;/span&gt; is the one in the front center. It was so much fun to get to be a part of this since I live so far away. All of the girls looked so beautiful and they had a really great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZtKfp_vCII/AAAAAAAAB2Y/7NnktnXgtcc/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303914893868468354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZtKfp_vCII/AAAAAAAAB2Y/7NnktnXgtcc/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Haaley&lt;/span&gt; with her adorable date, Stephen. I still have a hard time believing that she is old enough to be going to a dance...let alone having a date!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZtKfQkOdTI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/9yNFb0NU0tw/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303914887042200882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZtKfQkOdTI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/9yNFb0NU0tw/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Haaley&lt;/span&gt;, thank you for letting me be a part of your day! I am glad I was there!&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/1388954594083817189-4687910260580427293?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4687910260580427293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=4687910260580427293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/4687910260580427293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/4687910260580427293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekend-away.html' title='A Weekend Away'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZtKf45iBoI/AAAAAAAAB2g/XrVigotCunw/s72-c/188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-4892014039984061702</id><published>2009-02-17T18:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T18:55:39.279-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Better late than never...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, once again I am behind on the blog front...so here is to catching up!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We try not to do a big huge party every year for the kids' birthday. They typically get a big party every other year. This year was Ian's off year...but it turned out to be a pretty great day even still!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He opened up presents from Grandpa,&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZtHzH-o14I/AAAAAAAAB2I/4IY91Pg32ig/s1600-h/224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303911929799563138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZtHzH-o14I/AAAAAAAAB2I/4IY91Pg32ig/s320/224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bean,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZtHysohCDI/AAAAAAAAB2A/ogB8ru4XCs4/s1600-h/225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303911922459019314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZtHysohCDI/AAAAAAAAB2A/ogB8ru4XCs4/s320/225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and Nana,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZtHySJdzcI/AAAAAAAAB14/_d3QJv9eV0s/s1600-h/230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303911915349462466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZtHySJdzcI/AAAAAAAAB14/_d3QJv9eV0s/s320/230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; before friends and neighbors came by to share cake and ice cream with him!&lt;br /&gt;He had requested a Lego cake this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZtHyJO_tXI/AAAAAAAAB1w/NUHfAu7n4tE/s1600-h/234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303911912956736882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZtHyJO_tXI/AAAAAAAAB1w/NUHfAu7n4tE/s320/234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how my goofy little man reacted when everyone sang Happy Birthday to him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZtHx-ZblJI/AAAAAAAAB1o/4U7bty3D21M/s1600-h/236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303911910047716498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZtHx-ZblJI/AAAAAAAAB1o/4U7bty3D21M/s320/236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The evening was topped of with more gifts and lots of playing with all the new toys! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to all who joined us in celebrating Ian's birthday! He had a GREAT time! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-4892014039984061702?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4892014039984061702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=4892014039984061702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/4892014039984061702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/4892014039984061702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/02/better-late-than-never.html' title='Better late than never...'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SZtHzH-o14I/AAAAAAAAB2I/4IY91Pg32ig/s72-c/224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-7693198074260116985</id><published>2009-02-07T11:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T11:25:43.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Ian</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Would you believe that this little boy&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SY21hE2-DLI/AAAAAAAAB1g/VfwkfVucuhA/s1600-h/oneweek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300091916329553074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SY21hE2-DLI/AAAAAAAAB1g/VfwkfVucuhA/s320/oneweek.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Is now SEVEN YEARS OLD???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy birthday my little man! We love you more than you will ever know and are so proud of the person you are becoming!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-7693198074260116985?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7693198074260116985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=7693198074260116985' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/7693198074260116985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/7693198074260116985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-ian.html' title='Happy Birthday Ian'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SY21hE2-DLI/AAAAAAAAB1g/VfwkfVucuhA/s72-c/oneweek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-6505329250385670450</id><published>2009-01-29T08:34:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T20:52:04.205-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Showered with LOVE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SYG5Lq5BykI/AAAAAAAAB1A/rQ2k4HADtlA/s1600-h/Copy+(4)+of+20090118_999_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296718246907595330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SYG5Lq5BykI/AAAAAAAAB1A/rQ2k4HADtlA/s320/Copy+(4)+of+20090118_999_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last week, while we were in Virginia, Debbie and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Parys&lt;/span&gt; threw me an amazing baby shower. It was such a fun time and I drove away feeling overwhelmingly blessed to have such amazing friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SYG5LO0N0DI/AAAAAAAAB04/5aq7GftGfpA/s1600-h/20090122_999_30.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296718239371218994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SYG5LO0N0DI/AAAAAAAAB04/5aq7GftGfpA/s320/20090122_999_30.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Debbie and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Parys&lt;/span&gt; did all of the planning and preparing, but so many other people pitched in by bringing food and prizes!&lt;br /&gt;The theme was polka dots and there was lots of blue and green!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SYG2yyEqOOI/AAAAAAAAB0w/AMPizwWfkC0/s1600-h/20090122_999_6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296715620315445474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SYG2yyEqOOI/AAAAAAAAB0w/AMPizwWfkC0/s320/20090122_999_6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I let Isabelle come along and she had a blast opening all of the gifts! She even participated in a few games!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SYG2y0hFK_I/AAAAAAAAB0o/d3Bq1-F8B4k/s1600-h/20090122_999_21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296715620971523058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SYG2y0hFK_I/AAAAAAAAB0o/d3Bq1-F8B4k/s320/20090122_999_21.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She especially loved the stuffed monkey that is almost as tall as she is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SYG2yj4mKtI/AAAAAAAAB0g/jykIN7lqzs8/s1600-h/20090122_999_29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296715616506751698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SYG2yj4mKtI/AAAAAAAAB0g/jykIN7lqzs8/s320/20090122_999_29.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wish I had gotten more pictures with people while I was there! Somehow we got caught up in all the fun and I only got a couple. Here is my girlfriend, Amy, who was 37 weeks pregnant in this picture. (And I am 28weeks.) She gave birth to a beautiful baby girl yesterday!!! Congrats Amy and Bryan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SYG2yIxIKmI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/ovhQmzBSDAk/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296715609227668066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SYG2yIxIKmI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/ovhQmzBSDAk/s320/049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here is another one of my girlfriends, Brittany! I am excited that she and her husband just recently got orders and will be heading down here to SC in a few months! It will be great to have her down here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SYG2yI7_3TI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/PPQLxF63aGo/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296715609273261362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SYG2yI7_3TI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/PPQLxF63aGo/s320/050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To all of you that were involved with the shower, I want to extend a HUGE "Thank You!" I never imagined such a wonderful day with so many special people involved! You all are the best! Hopefully you all will get to meet our new little man when we venture up there this summer...unless you plan to stop through Charleston before then! Thank you for the amazing gifts, the special day and the awesome memories! I love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-6505329250385670450?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6505329250385670450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=6505329250385670450' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/6505329250385670450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/6505329250385670450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/01/showered-with-love.html' title='Showered with LOVE!'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SYG5Lq5BykI/AAAAAAAAB1A/rQ2k4HADtlA/s72-c/Copy+(4)+of+20090118_999_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-642129439779554955</id><published>2009-01-29T08:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T20:01:44.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Girlfriends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of our outings while we were in VA was to the mall play area to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kylea&lt;/span&gt;! Isabelle was so excited to see her! They ran all over the play area and enjoyed themselves. They even enjoyed the shelves...or are they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bunk beds&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SYGr-_FG1GI/AAAAAAAAB0I/6oXL6FXVSDE/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296703735337505890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SYGr-_FG1GI/AAAAAAAAB0I/6oXL6FXVSDE/s320/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks for taking some time to spend with us! It was so great to see you all and we hope we get to see you again soon!&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/1388954594083817189-642129439779554955?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/642129439779554955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=642129439779554955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/642129439779554955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/642129439779554955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/01/girlfriends.html' title='Girlfriends'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SYGr-_FG1GI/AAAAAAAAB0I/6oXL6FXVSDE/s72-c/038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-7995254439558577088</id><published>2009-01-29T07:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T19:55:27.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;While we were in VA, the weather men were calling for 3-5 inches of snow!!! We were all so excited. Because Virginians don't know how to drive in snow, school was even called off for the day. We woke up excited to see how much had fallen over night...but nothing was there! I ran out to the store for some milk and some hot chocolate mix for the kids so that they could warm up after playing in the snow. The man at the grocery store told me that the storm had stalled out and was not going to hit until lunch time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So we waited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And waited. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And even prayed for snow (at least Isabelle did...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Until the blue skies appeared and we decided we may as well forget about it. Turns out the whole storm when south and we never saw so much as a flurry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But the kids decided to make the most of all the winter gear that Debbie had pulled out for them and they bundled up to jump on the trampoline!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is Ian...with an extra hat covering his face because he thought his face was going to freeze!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SYGniW5I_hI/AAAAAAAAB0A/OtprU5Wx4iY/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296698845467049490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SYGniW5I_hI/AAAAAAAAB0A/OtprU5Wx4iY/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isabelle loved the pink ear muffs that we found for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SYGnhsyksLI/AAAAAAAABz4/g9zPJB_WPdc/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296698834165215410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SYGnhsyksLI/AAAAAAAABz4/g9zPJB_WPdc/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The whole crew had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SYGng980VFI/AAAAAAAABzo/1o8rzDyZpsI/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296698821591716946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SYGng980VFI/AAAAAAAABzo/1o8rzDyZpsI/s320/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They came inside periodically to warm up, but they always ended up back outside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SYGngYjXZNI/AAAAAAAABzg/hdnE9eLjEdI/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296698811552851154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SYGngYjXZNI/AAAAAAAABzg/hdnE9eLjEdI/s320/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, when I was tucking the kids in, I had a really funny conversation with Isabelle. It went a little something like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isabelle: I think those weather men lied to us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kimberlee: I don't think they lied to us, but maybe they were playing a trick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isabelle: That was a mean trick. Those guys are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Dum&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dums&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much for a snow day! But at least we got an extra day with our friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-7995254439558577088?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7995254439558577088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=7995254439558577088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/7995254439558577088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/7995254439558577088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/01/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SYGniW5I_hI/AAAAAAAAB0A/OtprU5Wx4iY/s72-c/031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-5093343013179511645</id><published>2009-01-27T18:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T19:40:28.332-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Trip</title><content type='html'>So, it is no secret that I am behind on my blog...but we have been on adventures lately. You see, the kids and I drove up to spend a week in Virginia last week. Ian had a couple days off from school and I decided it wouldn't hurt him too badly to miss a couple more. So we got to spend an entire week up there!&lt;br /&gt;I was a little nervous about my energy level for the drive, but I can tell you that this was one of the easiest road trips we have ever been on! Ian did a little sleeping, played his DS, watched a couple movies and was an awesome help to Isabelle when she needed things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SYJDitDZ4wI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/nCI3rDXjryU/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296870375229612802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SYJDitDZ4wI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/nCI3rDXjryU/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isabelle spent most of her time coloring and watching movies. And, yes, that is chocolate on the side of her mouth! Hey, we all need treats on a road trip, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SYJDiTpZVuI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/lkHba1YehkY/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296870368409638626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SYJDiTpZVuI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/lkHba1YehkY/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After 6 hours and one quick gas stop, we got to VA! It was so nice to be back there! We were so excited to catch up with some friends and just hang out a bit! We got to have dinner with Miss Andrea at RED ROBIN. Unfortunately, I was so excited to just visit, that I completely spaced taking pictures most of the trip...so you will get to see what I have...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner it was off to the Morelands! The kids were so excited to see their BFFs!!! As we pulled into their neighborhood that night, Ian asked if we could just move back to VA. He was nearly in tears, he was so excited to see his friends! I had to explain to him ( for the 1,213,532,738th time) that we live in SC because that is where Daddy works. It is a conversation that I know he understands to the best of his ability, but he still longs to be with his buddies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As soon as we walked in their house, it was as if we had never left. The kids were playing together instantly and got along great, as always!  Here is a quick pic of the boys attempting rock band. It was quite entertaining!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SYJDh8ai81I/AAAAAAAAB1I/W4PgmHr85DA/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296870362173338450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SYJDh8ai81I/AAAAAAAAB1I/W4PgmHr85DA/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-5093343013179511645?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5093343013179511645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=5093343013179511645' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-1414418570623750268</id><published>2009-01-27T15:51:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T18:10:16.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Show Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Isabelle also had her show week this month. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here she is showing her motion drill:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-261137b67f2f8a24" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/01/show-week.html' title='Show Week'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-8036860692680968754</id><published>2009-01-27T15:07:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T15:49:17.887-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gymnastics Pro</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This month Ian had his final gymnastics class at the Little Gym. The final class is what they call "Show Week" so that they kids can show us all of the skills that they have learned. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is Ian's floor routine:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e748f5362b142e27" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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title='Gymnastics Pro'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-3538072078368100089</id><published>2009-01-14T07:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T07:21:09.802-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee with Kate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last night I got the opportunity to go hear Kate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gosselin&lt;/span&gt; (from Jon &amp;amp; Kate plus 8) speak at our church. Her story was both fun and inspiring. She followed the timeline of her family and how each step of their lives has brought them closer to God. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SW3V5hNrYxI/AAAAAAAABy0/QoUGVB75jzk/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291120321375200018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SW3V5hNrYxI/AAAAAAAABy0/QoUGVB75jzk/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I stayed afterwards to have my book signed and to take a picture of her because Isabelle was quite upset with me for not taking her with me. I promised her a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SW3V5KBf8MI/AAAAAAAABys/w6INiHq49w8/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291120315150102722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SW3V5KBf8MI/AAAAAAAABys/w6INiHq49w8/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture that was taken when I was getting my book signed didn't turn out, so this one will have to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SW3V43849yI/AAAAAAAAByk/rMnU-fvDxOw/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291120310298933026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SW3V43849yI/AAAAAAAAByk/rMnU-fvDxOw/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-3538072078368100089?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3538072078368100089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=3538072078368100089' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/3538072078368100089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/3538072078368100089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/01/coffee-with-kate.html' title='Coffee with Kate'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SW3V5hNrYxI/AAAAAAAABy0/QoUGVB75jzk/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-3227653324581083776</id><published>2009-01-06T07:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T11:50:30.002-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A girl day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The day after Christmas, all of us girls, including Isabelle, went out to do a little shopping. She was happy to be treated like one of the big girls. You can hardly tell in this picture, but she was modeling some of Aunt Bean's lip gloss!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWNUaJn7KSI/AAAAAAAAByU/qAHbx6Fmvhc/s1600-h/170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288163195699800354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWNUaJn7KSI/AAAAAAAAByU/qAHbx6Fmvhc/s320/170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haaley&lt;/span&gt; was excited to do some shopping with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gift cards&lt;/span&gt; that she had gotten for Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWNUZxE3G_I/AAAAAAAAByM/yAkeh5dXZRo/s1600-h/171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288163189110283250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWNUZxE3G_I/AAAAAAAAByM/yAkeh5dXZRo/s320/171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was off to the mall for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWNUZtsUaFI/AAAAAAAAByE/A07liQM7sxc/s1600-h/175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288163188202039378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWNUZtsUaFI/AAAAAAAAByE/A07liQM7sxc/s320/175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bean and Isabelle had a great time together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWNUZNoqPnI/AAAAAAAABx8/qUb14NxD4pM/s1600-h/178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288163179596758642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWNUZNoqPnI/AAAAAAAABx8/qUb14NxD4pM/s320/178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isabelle even convinced Bean to let her try on some shoes because, "they are just so cute!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWNUYrWg4JI/AAAAAAAABx0/I3Rka6bti3k/s1600-h/181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288163170393841810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWNUYrWg4JI/AAAAAAAABx0/I3Rka6bti3k/s320/181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a girl!&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/1388954594083817189-3227653324581083776?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3227653324581083776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=3227653324581083776' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/3227653324581083776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/3227653324581083776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/01/girl-day.html' title='A girl day!'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWNUaJn7KSI/AAAAAAAAByU/qAHbx6Fmvhc/s72-c/170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-3684665352042574673</id><published>2009-01-06T07:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T11:46:45.294-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After all of the excitement of the morning, we got to sit down together for a really yummy meal! Jilienne and Haaley had flown in on Christmas Eve to share the holiday with us! It was so much fun having them here for Christmas! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWNSjyB8u0I/AAAAAAAABxs/4_QQRt8khcw/s1600-h/159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288161162141940546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWNSjyB8u0I/AAAAAAAABxs/4_QQRt8khcw/s320/159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Right after dinner, Isabelle was happy to prepare us dessert! (After Daddy's quick trip to Walgreens for a 100watt lightbulb!) She used her new oven to make s'mores!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWNSjiePCLI/AAAAAAAABxk/jGfy7VDvZs4/s1600-h/161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288161157965613234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWNSjiePCLI/AAAAAAAABxk/jGfy7VDvZs4/s320/161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then both of the kids went out to use their new toys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWNSjZFdmfI/AAAAAAAABxc/UANw4x30Z1w/s1600-h/167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288161155445791218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWNSjZFdmfI/AAAAAAAABxc/UANw4x30Z1w/s320/167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a very fun day!&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/1388954594083817189-3684665352042574673?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3684665352042574673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=3684665352042574673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/3684665352042574673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/3684665352042574673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-dinner.html' title='Christmas Dinner'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWNSjyB8u0I/AAAAAAAABxs/4_QQRt8khcw/s72-c/159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-1899050033283048609</id><published>2009-01-05T19:50:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T11:17:12.922-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWN9jVhzdSI/AAAAAAAAByc/xxlGA4IeVBM/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288208433490916642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWN9jVhzdSI/AAAAAAAAByc/xxlGA4IeVBM/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please excuse the lengthy post, but I spent so much time going through pictures and couldn't leave much out! The kids had a wonderful time this year and they were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; spoiled rotten! Ian and Isabelle were very patient about coming downstairs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWLPife8IsI/AAAAAAAABxM/jMPdttpyaxc/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288017103960154818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWLPife8IsI/AAAAAAAABxM/jMPdttpyaxc/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of Ian's favorite gifts from Santa was his Darth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Vader&lt;/span&gt; light saber!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWLPh7fB_GI/AAAAAAAABxE/1K986sJQxWY/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288017094296861794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWLPh7fB_GI/AAAAAAAABxE/1K986sJQxWY/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isabelle loved her Pretty, Pretty Princess game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWLPhJnlduI/AAAAAAAABw8/NlrDxAcMRcI/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288017080910968546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWLPhJnlduI/AAAAAAAABw8/NlrDxAcMRcI/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; David was thrilled with his pajama pants (that I have conveniently adopted to fit around my belly!) and the complete Star Wars collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWLOCasZqiI/AAAAAAAABw0/9fXBAriNiUk/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288015453406997026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWLOCasZqiI/AAAAAAAABw0/9fXBAriNiUk/s320/050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After a quick breakfast break, we started on the gifts under the tree. Isabelle was happy to get a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cheerleading&lt;/span&gt; outfit from Aunt Tara and Uncle Josh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWLOCIJP5gI/AAAAAAAABws/Op2d77ajmSc/s1600-h/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288015448427718146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWLOCIJP5gI/AAAAAAAABws/Op2d77ajmSc/s320/075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ian got a Transformer that he didn't already have! Good job Aunt Tara! He was excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWLOBtpheKI/AAAAAAAABwk/jyU7JyU6RlQ/s1600-h/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288015441315330210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWLOBtpheKI/AAAAAAAABwk/jyU7JyU6RlQ/s320/072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ian was thrilled to get the Speed Racer game from Miss Andrea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWLOBMtCKdI/AAAAAAAABwc/hqjMHAm36EY/s1600-h/085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288015432471685586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWLOBMtCKdI/AAAAAAAABwc/hqjMHAm36EY/s320/085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Isabelle was in heaven with her Easy Bake oven from Miss Andrea. She was ready to stop opening and start baking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWLOAp2AI6I/AAAAAAAABwU/mNTXwka40mE/s1600-h/087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288015423114060706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWLOAp2AI6I/AAAAAAAABwU/mNTXwka40mE/s320/087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Ian discovered that Grandpa had gotten him the NERF machine gun that he has been asking for for months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWLJLZGJnQI/AAAAAAAABwE/yPiiBpX0a9A/s1600-h/104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288010110038809858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWLJLZGJnQI/AAAAAAAABwE/yPiiBpX0a9A/s320/104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And Isabelle is prepared to become a superstar with her new keyboard and microphone that Grandpa got her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWLJKgjeK0I/AAAAAAAABv8/q_2vipg0K7Q/s1600-h/107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288010094860970818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWLJKgjeK0I/AAAAAAAABv8/q_2vipg0K7Q/s320/107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ian was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ecstatic&lt;/span&gt; to find a watch and an alarm clock from Aunt Bean! He has been determined to set his alarm everyday since...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWLJJ5kMgPI/AAAAAAAABv0/m1NkO8DfnRw/s1600-h/117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288010084395024626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWLJJ5kMgPI/AAAAAAAABv0/m1NkO8DfnRw/s320/117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isabelle got princess roller skates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWLJJdKKa_I/AAAAAAAABvs/Sp7PRYAOwVs/s1600-h/119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288010076769643506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWLJJdKKa_I/AAAAAAAABvs/Sp7PRYAOwVs/s320/119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miss Kim made Ian's day with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Nerf&lt;/span&gt; gun that goes with his new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;WII&lt;/span&gt; game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWKvJSz37fI/AAAAAAAABvk/bxEYaySJ_4Q/s1600-h/127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287981486689480178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWKvJSz37fI/AAAAAAAABvk/bxEYaySJ_4Q/s320/127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isabelle (our little artist) was so excited to find a new selection of coloring books!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWKvImiiNbI/AAAAAAAABvc/zHgjJYOIYgQ/s1600-h/129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287981474805593522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWKvImiiNbI/AAAAAAAABvc/zHgjJYOIYgQ/s320/129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Granny B new just what Ian wanted...a new two wheeled scooter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWKvIUQHaXI/AAAAAAAABvU/m1WtpeGY0r0/s1600-h/134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287981469896501618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWKvIUQHaXI/AAAAAAAABvU/m1WtpeGY0r0/s320/134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But, when he opened his new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Lego&lt;/span&gt; set from Mommy and Daddy, he informed us all that he would be upstairs working on his new ship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWKvH1MJD-I/AAAAAAAABvM/NYZSGxAh67o/s1600-h/143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287981461558333410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWKvH1MJD-I/AAAAAAAABvM/NYZSGxAh67o/s320/143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isabelle has always told us that she will one day drive a pink car. She was stoked to find out that she could have one now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWKvHg1hnfI/AAAAAAAABvE/iM70yrIQWtY/s1600-h/147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287981456094764530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWKvHg1hnfI/AAAAAAAABvE/iM70yrIQWtY/s320/147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;There are more pics somewhere, but I can't seem to find them. You see in the midst of the morning, I dropped my good camera and it stopped functioning properly...oh, dear. So, there will be more pictures when I get the rest from my sisters!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388954594083817189-1899050033283048609?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1899050033283048609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=1899050033283048609' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/1899050033283048609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/1899050033283048609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-2008.html' title='Christmas 2008'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SWN9jVhzdSI/AAAAAAAAByc/xxlGA4IeVBM/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1388954594083817189.post-4914413489216032137</id><published>2008-12-16T19:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T19:41:10.369-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wacky Weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know, it is hard to prepare for Christmas when our temps have been in the upper 70s and the ice cream man is still in business!!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SUhIiEc1KWI/AAAAAAAABu8/1yILFIL8WR8/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280550313239325026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SUhIiEc1KWI/AAAAAAAABu8/1yILFIL8WR8/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids were thrilled to see that Daddy made it home just in time to buy ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SUhIh6aH_dI/AAAAAAAABu0/2w-0n5LBZM0/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280550310543621586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SUhIh6aH_dI/AAAAAAAABu0/2w-0n5LBZM0/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids keep asking if it is going to snow for Christmas and something is telling me there isn't much of a possibility!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SUhIhbld0kI/AAAAAAAABus/3c-2z1mHgfA/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280550302269690434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teGp3LRCIgw/SUhIhbld0kI/AAAAAAAABus/3c-2z1mHgfA/s320/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, we experienced a minor earthquake today. It registered as a 3.6 which isn't huge, but was definitely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;noticeable&lt;/span&gt;. We don't have any damage, just a crazy story to tell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me just go on record saying that I could use a day (or even a week) of good old fashioned snow for the winter time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1388954594083817189-4914413489216032137?l=kimberleefaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4914413489216032137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1388954594083817189&amp;postID=4914413489216032137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/4914413489216032137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1388954594083817189/posts/default/4914413489216032137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberleefaith.blogspot.com/2008/12/wacky-weather.html' title='Wacky Weather'/><author><name>Kimberlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548185521060893122</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/_teGp3LRCIgw/SUhIiEc1KWI/AAAAAAAABu8/1yILFIL8WR8/s72-c/027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
