<?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-6921340733482885028</id><updated>2011-10-06T12:54:35.547-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All Because Two People Fell in Love...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mitzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949363029549963549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/TEnF2bfVjYI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/0kxi498i0Es/S220/everything+on+card+up+to+Sept+09+460-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6921340733482885028.post-7661153796935915246</id><published>2011-08-25T14:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T14:06:48.468-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Hugs &amp; 4 Shoogas</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Every single shool day, since July 17th, I have been given "4 Hugs &amp;amp; 4 Shoogas, because I'm 4 years old now, Mommy".&amp;nbsp; In my book, it's pretty much one of the best things ever.&amp;nbsp; But I'm simple like that when it comes to my kids! :)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qhlPuJAGBh0/TlaZRvzYXTI/AAAAAAAAKEI/2WbpWSIr-4o/s320/J+helping+Pa+08202011.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Jackson moved into the 4 year old class last week, as school started back.&amp;nbsp; He thought that was pretty cool, since he'd be in the big kid class now, but he's also informed me that next year he'll be at really big school and going to kindergarten!&amp;nbsp; I'm not so ready for that, but I'm also not worried.&amp;nbsp; He's a great little guy, I know he'll make friends and enjoy all the new experiences!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;He has such a soft heart too!&amp;nbsp; He can stop me in my tracks and really make me think and appreciate!&amp;nbsp; That's huge!&amp;nbsp; On the way to school a few days ago, he told me that "I wanted a good Daddy, so God made him for me".&amp;nbsp; Genius!&amp;nbsp; And I hadn't realized until then, how right he is!&amp;nbsp; God made US, the parents, for THEM, our kids!&amp;nbsp; Not the other way around!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;One day when we picked up Sawyer, he was having "one of his fits" as we say.&amp;nbsp; No tears.&amp;nbsp; Nothing is really wrong.&amp;nbsp; He's just mad/not getting his way/doesn't want to do whatever.&amp;nbsp; He's the bulldozer and the fact that he's 17 months old, and not 4 - just like his brother - evades him at times.&amp;nbsp; Anyway,&amp;nbsp;Jackson and I&amp;nbsp;were picking&amp;nbsp;Sawyer up and Sawyer was having a fit. As I am trying to get him buckled into his seat, Jackson is steadily picking up toys, etc. offering them to help settle him down.&amp;nbsp; "Sawyer, you want this toy?"&amp;nbsp; Sawyer takes the toy, looks at it, then throws it down saying "No!".&amp;nbsp; Three toys given and thrown before my sweet little boy offers to share his snack with his little brother.&amp;nbsp; "Mommy, can Sawyer have some of my snack?&amp;nbsp; Can he eat craisins?"&amp;nbsp; I said, "Yes, he can eat those, are you sure you want to share?&amp;nbsp; That's really nice of you!"&amp;nbsp; Jackson - "Yes, it will make my baby brother happy.&amp;nbsp; Here you go, Sawyer!"&amp;nbsp; To which Sawyer says "Thank you"&amp;nbsp; and the fit was turned off.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rWhx-Lm4Pfc/TlaZVH4Un8I/AAAAAAAAKEM/Z8XFqPL5jRY/s1600/S+sink+bath+08212011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rWhx-Lm4Pfc/TlaZVH4Un8I/AAAAAAAAKEM/Z8XFqPL5jRY/s320/S+sink+bath+08212011.jpg" width="320" /&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/6921340733482885028-7661153796935915246?l=theturfs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/feeds/7661153796935915246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6921340733482885028&amp;postID=7661153796935915246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/7661153796935915246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/7661153796935915246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/2011/08/4-hugs-4-shoogas.html' title='4 Hugs &amp; 4 Shoogas'/><author><name>Mitzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949363029549963549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/TEnF2bfVjYI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/0kxi498i0Es/S220/everything+on+card+up+to+Sept+09+460-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qhlPuJAGBh0/TlaZRvzYXTI/AAAAAAAAKEI/2WbpWSIr-4o/s72-c/J+helping+Pa+08202011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6921340733482885028.post-1418629106887724511</id><published>2011-04-21T13:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T14:50:55.211-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a storm to remember</title><content type='html'>I am so not a fan of storms! If we were talking some rain, a little thunder, even lightening, I'd be fine! But in the past 2 weeks we have had STORMS! I'm talking tornado sirens going off storms! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Well on the most recent night of storms I was home alone with the boys, Kyle was out of town. And long story of how I was a nervous wreck all night made short, my point is that I ended up putting us in the bathroom during these tornado warnings/watches. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;This is where my story that I want to remember actually starts. As I decided to "move into a safer area", Sawyer was almost asleep and Jackson was ready to have his down time. Carrying Sawyer, I grabbed up a handful of books and told Jackson to "come with me". I grabbed all the pillows and blankies out of his room and we landed in the bathroom floor. He thought it was "cool". I told him is was "like camping". Sawyer was uncomfortable and sleepy and then he got hot because I was holding him in my lap. But Jackson was a trooper!!! He laid back on his pillow, pulled a blankie up on his legs, read books and drank his milk! Never a complaint, never asking to get up and leave, nothing!! I did tell him that the rain wasn't so loud when we were in there. Then he took it upon himself to tell his little brother, "It's ok Sawyer, we're just being safe, it's big rain outside"! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;We weren't in there for too terribly long, thankfully! And then they were quickly asleep! Which is really good, because they slept through me carrying them back into the bathroom during the night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6921340733482885028-1418629106887724511?l=theturfs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/feeds/1418629106887724511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6921340733482885028&amp;postID=1418629106887724511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/1418629106887724511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/1418629106887724511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/2011/04/storm-to-remember.html' title='a storm to remember'/><author><name>Mitzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949363029549963549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/TEnF2bfVjYI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/0kxi498i0Es/S220/everything+on+card+up+to+Sept+09+460-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6921340733482885028.post-2508219351228511491</id><published>2011-03-04T15:22:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T13:32:21.316-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UKg1fhdqPvg/TXFYneZslUI/AAAAAAAAKDg/vrtSYyJaZd8/s1600/Sawyer%2527s%2BBig%2BBoy%2Bseat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580338848487740738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UKg1fhdqPvg/TXFYneZslUI/AAAAAAAAKDg/vrtSYyJaZd8/s320/Sawyer%2527s%2BBig%2BBoy%2Bseat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my view of half of the back seat this morning! Sawyer is 1, today! He thought this new outlook on the world was great! He kept looking over at Jackson, like he's doing in the picture, and jabbering, then he'd clap his hands! Normally in the mornings he falls asleep before I can make it out of the neighborhood, not today - too many new things to see! At this time last year, I'm pretty sure I was requesting a Diet Coke! :) Maybe not, but I do know I was still feeling pretty relaxed! HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;So, I now have a 1 year old and a 3 1/2 year old! And it's GREAT!! Such an awesome blessing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sawyer is jabbering up a storm! (I have &lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt; non-stop talkers!) He says "Dada or Daddy" "Hi" "Bye" "Mama" his version of "Jackson" and he says "OOOOO" (think moo, without the "m") when asked what a cow says. He waves, claps, blows sugars. He climbs on everything, and takes a few steps at a time but it's still not fast enough for him. He's been picky about his food, the textures. So we're still eating some baby foods but with "finger" foods. He's doing well with a cup of milk and is pretty much weaning himself off the bottle; he's taking maybe 2 a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I can't believe it's already been 1 whole year!!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to my sweet Sawyer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cOw-nZF6OAA/TXFc6aLNcHI/AAAAAAAAKDo/QuxBbEP-JOY/s1600/DSCN4936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 275px; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580343571817263218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cOw-nZF6OAA/TXFc6aLNcHI/AAAAAAAAKDo/QuxBbEP-JOY/s320/DSCN4936.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qXsSg2lSnzw/TXFc61Gmg3I/AAAAAAAAKDw/dsbIv04BnIU/s1600/Blake%2BScan%2B3%2B017-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 232px; HEIGHT: 223px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580343579045692274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qXsSg2lSnzw/TXFc61Gmg3I/AAAAAAAAKDw/dsbIv04BnIU/s320/Blake%2BScan%2B3%2B017-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6921340733482885028-2508219351228511491?l=theturfs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/feeds/2508219351228511491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6921340733482885028&amp;postID=2508219351228511491&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/2508219351228511491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/2508219351228511491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/2011/03/one.html' title='One'/><author><name>Mitzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949363029549963549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/TEnF2bfVjYI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/0kxi498i0Es/S220/everything+on+card+up+to+Sept+09+460-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UKg1fhdqPvg/TXFYneZslUI/AAAAAAAAKDg/vrtSYyJaZd8/s72-c/Sawyer%2527s%2BBig%2BBoy%2Bseat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6921340733482885028.post-7353181563549065571</id><published>2011-02-17T13:52:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T15:09:11.120-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacksonism</title><content type='html'>a few “Jacksonisms” for the memory book.... &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;This morning I got caught in Alcoa school traffic...ugh...well, a minivan in front of me was letting everyone go in front of him and Jackson asked why that car was in front of us, I said “because he won’t go” “why won’t he go” and then I mumbled “b/c he doesn’t know how to drive” to which Jackson says “why not? Just turn on the car and turn the wheel. I can drive my Mack truck” (that would be &lt;em&gt;Mack&lt;/em&gt;, from Cars, the movie) &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I dressed him in jeans today. I rarely do that. Anyway, when we got to school he went in the playroom and I went to his room to put his stuff in his cubby. When I got back to tell him bye, he had his knee up to Mrs. Melba’s and was saying “look Mrs. Melba, me and you have on our britches” So I explained that his Uncle has taught him that jeans are britches and everything else are just pants. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Oh and last night.... Kyle always asks me “did you talk to anyone today” So Jackson has picked up on this. We were eating supper and he turns to me and asks “you talk to anyone today?” and I said “January, and Carrie, and Aunt Jessy” and he wanted to know what everyone said and then I told him that Savannah was sick and had to go to the dr. So he says “like me and Sawyer? Savannah doesn’t feel good, like me and Sawyer don’t feel good? Aunt Jessy will take care of her and she will feel better” &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Last week, during another snow, I was layering on his clothes to go play in the snow when he says to me "Mommy, you know who makes the snow?" So, of course I ask who. To which he replies in the sweetest 3 1/2 year old voice, "God does! He's smart! He can do ANYTHING!" &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;He's so great!!!! I mean, honestly, a GREAT kiddo! And I absolutely LOVE the things he says!!! And the random "I love you Mommy" or "I give you a hug and shooga" are THE BEST!!! &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6921340733482885028-7353181563549065571?l=theturfs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/feeds/7353181563549065571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6921340733482885028&amp;postID=7353181563549065571&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/7353181563549065571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/7353181563549065571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/2011/02/jacksonism.html' title='Jacksonism'/><author><name>Mitzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949363029549963549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/TEnF2bfVjYI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/0kxi498i0Es/S220/everything+on+card+up+to+Sept+09+460-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6921340733482885028.post-958468966835320850</id><published>2011-01-07T15:02:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T15:10:48.016-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;So Sawyer is 10 months. TEN. MONTHS. Hello?! That's 2 short of ONE YEAR! When that happened, I'm not really sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Kyle calls him "the bull dozer". It's not the most endearing thing he's been called, but it's probably the most accurate. This child does not care what is in his way, if he wants on the other side, done. He'll go over, through, sometimes around, shove it out of his way. Whatever it takes. And he's not slowed down by said obstacle. But he's so loving too! He just lays his head over on me, and he gives big wet baby sugars! It's the best! &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Jackson is 3 1/2! Like, I'll have a pre-K kid in seven months?! Cra-zee!&lt;br /&gt;Of course he's really 3 going on 13. He cracks me up! The things this kids says! A friend of mine posted on her FB that her little one was calling her by her first name. It reminded me that I needed to write down what Jackson has called us. He's called his Daddy, Kyle. And he knows he's not really supposed to, so he does it in sing-song and then smiles. And he's called me "Honey". Again with the sing-song and smile. A comedian, and a so loving too! &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Let's see....&lt;br /&gt;He loves PB&amp;amp;J's -to the point he really could turn into one! I'll ask him on our drive home what sounds good for supper, and he answers "Weeelll, Maybe a peanut butter jelly would be good". He likes to use "maybe" and he's started this drawn out "weeelll" pronounced more like 'whale' very southern, very cute! &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I told him he was a "stinkpot" and he always says "No, Pa's a stinkpot". It's Pa's word, so naturally. To which I said "I think you're a stinkpot too". And he replies with "Weeelll, maybe sometimes" &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6921340733482885028-958468966835320850?l=theturfs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/feeds/958468966835320850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6921340733482885028&amp;postID=958468966835320850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/958468966835320850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/958468966835320850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/2011/01/boys.html' title='The Boys'/><author><name>Mitzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949363029549963549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/TEnF2bfVjYI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/0kxi498i0Es/S220/everything+on+card+up+to+Sept+09+460-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6921340733482885028.post-649454396779157945</id><published>2011-01-07T14:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T15:01:47.474-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Start Over</title><content type='html'>Rewind, Do Over, Begin Anew, Whatever you want to call it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my New Year's resolution is to get back to and be better at blogging!!  I'm going to stop worrying about how things sound and if it's interesting to some random reader and just do it for me.  For the boys.  For a record.  And if I don't want someone to read it, then I won't post it, but I WILL "write it down"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because, I mean, how many times to think "I really need to write this down!"??  Sometimes I will email it or text it to myself for a reminder.  But from now on, it's here, in one place.  Yes.  That's one of my resolutions!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6921340733482885028-649454396779157945?l=theturfs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/feeds/649454396779157945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6921340733482885028&amp;postID=649454396779157945&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/649454396779157945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/649454396779157945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/2011/01/start-over.html' title='Start Over'/><author><name>Mitzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949363029549963549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/TEnF2bfVjYI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/0kxi498i0Es/S220/everything+on+card+up+to+Sept+09+460-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6921340733482885028.post-4408094871986754206</id><published>2010-08-23T20:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T21:18:06.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality Check!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;(This was actually written on Aug 23rd, but was still hanging out in my drafts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...As in, I got mine, over and over, after writing that last post!!&lt;br /&gt;That was a big ol cry baby post! And I needed that, but I quickly got over it!&lt;br /&gt;Know why????&lt;br /&gt;Because I am so amazingly blessed!!! I have 2 healthy little boys, that WANT my attention and company! I have a loving husband who is an adoring Daddy! We have a home, jobs, food, clothes, all the "things" we need!  And so yes, I am busy, I have things to get taken care of, I have children and a husband (and a rotten puppy dog) all for me to take care of!!  And you know what?!  I wouldn't change any of that!  That post was a vent, and that's fine, but I need to get over myself!  I need to remember all of my blessings!  To realize that those busy mornings are blessings!  To remember when I crash into bed at night that I'm blessed!  Yeah, I need to suck it up, grow up, and look up and say THANK YOU!!!!!&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/6921340733482885028-4408094871986754206?l=theturfs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/feeds/4408094871986754206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6921340733482885028&amp;postID=4408094871986754206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/4408094871986754206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/4408094871986754206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/2010/08/reality-check.html' title='Reality Check!'/><author><name>Mitzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949363029549963549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/TEnF2bfVjYI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/0kxi498i0Es/S220/everything+on+card+up+to+Sept+09+460-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6921340733482885028.post-6850548313707831836</id><published>2010-08-12T09:02:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T13:57:43.811-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom guilt and brutally embarrassing honesty</title><content type='html'>It is by far the very worst thing in the universe! I mean, it has to be, right?! I am at a constant struggle just with myself! My boys are the very most important things in my life, period! Not my house, not some image, not anything else.  As long as they are happy and healthy, I'm doing my job!  So, why oh why can I never feel unguilty about one thing or another?!&lt;br /&gt;It's so bad in the mornings right now....&lt;br /&gt;This is the every morning conversation: (me in the bathroom, the boys on my bed watching Mickey Mouse) "Mommy, what you doing?" "I'm getting ready for work. What are you doing?" "Watching Ca'toons. I don't want you to go to work. I want you to stay home with me and baby Sawyer."&lt;br /&gt;I mean, are you kidding me with that??? Break. my. heart. EVERY morning!&lt;br /&gt;And then there's the house. Being totally honest here, it's a wreck! Stuff everywhere that needs to be put away, somewhere! But how do I do that when I have a 3 year old that just wants me to play with him and a 5 month old that just wants to see me in the same room?!&lt;br /&gt;So, a break down of my day roughly goes something like this (Kyle leaves as I'm waking up)....&lt;br /&gt;I wake up; begin getting myself ready for the day/work; take Trey Trey Bear to the back door to do his morning business; I dash into the boys' rooms to get any supplies needed for the diaper bag being taken to the sitters and quickly re-stock that; let Trey back in; head back into my bathroom/room; by this point, if not before, Jackson is waking up and calling for me, he needs me to carry all of his "ki-ki's" (aka: blankets and loveys) to my room; we work on the potty training, sometime this is quick and easy, other times it's pulling teeth; he then wants a cup of milk (I don't dare do this step without him, he's a big helper and always wants to "go with you"); back to my room to watch ca'toons; I'm back in the bathroom or the closet at this point; now Sawyer's waking up; I get him and put him on my bed, change his diaper, and his clothes; back to getting me ready; time for a bottle; start telling Jackson to get ready to go bye-bye; finish bottle/burp; tell Jackson to gather what he wants to take with him, tell him to leave half of it at home, tell him to go put his shoes on; let him turn off the TV; gather anything of mine that I need - shoes, jewelry, phone; head into the living room; buckle Sawyer into his carrier; fold up blankies that are going in the bag; get various breakfast food items that are chosen for that day (right now it's Dora yogurt, apple sauce, and a nutri-grain bar); head out the door; put Sawyer in the car; Jackson looks for a flower for me, then comes to his side of the car; head to the sitters; drop off the boys; head to work; work my 8 hours; head back to sitters to pick up the boys; hopefully go straight home, but many times we have to make a mad dash to Kroger's or Wal-Mart; get home; get a snack and a drink refill for Jackson; get Sawyer situated in/with a toy; pull out ingredients for supper; start a load of laundry; check on boys (our kitchen is a separate room - ugh - but Sawyer is usually in the kitchen with me; start supper; check on boys; go get something for one of them; give Sawyer a bottle; finish supper; Kyle gets home; we eat; it's bath time - one of us bathes and the other cleans up the kitchen; after baths we each take a kiddo, and get them to sleep; Kyle usually gets Sawyer to sleep, so then he picks up the living room or folds laundry; head to bed to do it all again in a few hours!&lt;br /&gt;So that's Monday - Friday!&lt;br /&gt;Weekends: spent cleaning/laundry, visiting family, going to Church, and trying to sit down for a minute! And that is why I let many things go that I normally, or pre-children, wouldn't have!&lt;br /&gt;And I have a slew of projects that I am just itching to get done. But I just can't! If I do find the time, I just can't bring myself to work on stuff.... Mom Guilt! If I have so called "free time" then I want to spend that with the boys. If they are sleeping or such, then I feel like I need to be cleaning and organizing all the things that I have let go at other times! It's awful! How do I have the Cleaver's life??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6921340733482885028-6850548313707831836?l=theturfs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/feeds/6850548313707831836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6921340733482885028&amp;postID=6850548313707831836&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/6850548313707831836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/6850548313707831836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/2010/08/mom-guilt-and-brutally-embarrassing.html' title='Mom guilt and brutally embarrassing honesty'/><author><name>Mitzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949363029549963549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/TEnF2bfVjYI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/0kxi498i0Es/S220/everything+on+card+up+to+Sept+09+460-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6921340733482885028.post-5832504776561661032</id><published>2010-07-13T15:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T10:28:36.877-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney on Ice!</title><content type='html'>Back in April, we took these 2 cuties &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/S-HZGAVRXoI/AAAAAAAAJ8g/oxkNJhSGonY/s1600/Disney+on+Ice+0410+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 165px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467890119796153986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/S-HZGAVRXoI/AAAAAAAAJ8g/oxkNJhSGonY/s320/Disney+on+Ice+0410+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to see some of their favorite characters! Disney on Ice!! Seriously, I don't know who had more fun: &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/S-HZGusKqeI/AAAAAAAAJ8o/9rz0bZmdj7U/s1600/Disney+on+Ice+0410+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 257px; HEIGHT: 255px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467890132240214498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/S-HZGusKqeI/AAAAAAAAJ8o/9rz0bZmdj7U/s320/Disney+on+Ice+0410+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/S-HZGwM20oI/AAAAAAAAJ8w/DBrKa2Vj5lk/s1600/Disney+on+Ice+0410+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 260px; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467890132645761666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/S-HZGwM20oI/AAAAAAAAJ8w/DBrKa2Vj5lk/s320/Disney+on+Ice+0410+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!! It was great! We sang, and clapped! The boys never lost interest - that's huge!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/S-HaDFP_yQI/AAAAAAAAJ9I/E1M4DG3DQDA/s1600/Disney+on+Ice+0410+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467891169088227586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/S-HaDFP_yQI/AAAAAAAAJ9I/E1M4DG3DQDA/s320/Disney+on+Ice+0410+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Plus, they got to spend some time together, which is always a hit! So blessed to have such good friends and kids the same age!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/S-HZHZ8bXxI/AAAAAAAAJ84/yOmYt0Q2ALk/s1600/Disney+on+Ice+0410+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 231px; HEIGHT: 173px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467890143851142930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/S-HZHZ8bXxI/AAAAAAAAJ84/yOmYt0Q2ALk/s320/Disney+on+Ice+0410+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/S-HZH00mf7I/AAAAAAAAJ9A/08wW_pmG0wg/s1600/Disney+on+Ice+0410+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 244px; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467890151066075058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/S-HZH00mf7I/AAAAAAAAJ9A/08wW_pmG0wg/s320/Disney+on+Ice+0410+012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/S-HaDj9TA1I/AAAAAAAAJ9Q/kiKmbAvQdcM/s1600/Disney+on+Ice+0410+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 258px; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467891177331295058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/S-HaDj9TA1I/AAAAAAAAJ9Q/kiKmbAvQdcM/s320/Disney+on+Ice+0410+018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6921340733482885028-5832504776561661032?l=theturfs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/feeds/5832504776561661032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6921340733482885028&amp;postID=5832504776561661032&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/5832504776561661032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/5832504776561661032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/2010/05/disney-on-ice.html' title='Disney on Ice!'/><author><name>Mitzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949363029549963549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/TEnF2bfVjYI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/0kxi498i0Es/S220/everything+on+card+up+to+Sept+09+460-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/S-HZGAVRXoI/AAAAAAAAJ8g/oxkNJhSGonY/s72-c/Disney+on+Ice+0410+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6921340733482885028.post-796713365232281148</id><published>2010-07-13T14:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T10:28:17.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging</title><content type='html'>I'm a terrible blogger! I love reading other people's blogs though! And I'm terrific at writing drafts! I write about my kids, family, happenings. I write about things I'm thinking. and that's another thing, is this a family documenting blog, or a say whatever I'm thinking blog?! I can never decide...so it flip flops! But to blog timely, I'm not so good. So, let's work on that...again....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6921340733482885028-796713365232281148?l=theturfs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/feeds/796713365232281148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6921340733482885028&amp;postID=796713365232281148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/796713365232281148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/796713365232281148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/2010/05/blogging.html' title='Blogging'/><author><name>Mitzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949363029549963549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/TEnF2bfVjYI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/0kxi498i0Es/S220/everything+on+card+up+to+Sept+09+460-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6921340733482885028.post-8178656146615834046</id><published>2010-03-19T14:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T14:51:06.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing ...(2 weeks late)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/S6PU4K1vT5I/AAAAAAAAJ60/sSFTVP6kn7U/s1600-h/Sawyer+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/S6PU4K1vT5I/AAAAAAAAJ60/sSFTVP6kn7U/s320/Sawyer+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450434035495948178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/S6PU3v0InII/AAAAAAAAJ6s/Se6gLeGAyv0/s1600-h/Sawyer+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/S6PU3v0InII/AAAAAAAAJ6s/Se6gLeGAyv0/s320/Sawyer+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450434028241460354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newest addition...&lt;br /&gt;Sawyer was born March 4th!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6921340733482885028-8178656146615834046?l=theturfs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/feeds/8178656146615834046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6921340733482885028&amp;postID=8178656146615834046&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/8178656146615834046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/8178656146615834046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/2010/03/introducing-2-weeks-late.html' title='Introducing ...(2 weeks late)'/><author><name>Mitzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949363029549963549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/TEnF2bfVjYI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/0kxi498i0Es/S220/everything+on+card+up+to+Sept+09+460-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/S6PU4K1vT5I/AAAAAAAAJ60/sSFTVP6kn7U/s72-c/Sawyer+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6921340733482885028.post-4251654134778473862</id><published>2010-03-03T11:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T12:02:17.618-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This time tomorrow...</title><content type='html'>It is 11:57am, on Wednesday, March 3rd, 2010, and this time tomorrow we will, at the very least, be at the hospital.  Our family is growing, and little brother will be here sometime tomorrow!  I am 39 weeks and induction has been scheduled for March 4th, 2010.... yep, tomorrow!  We are very excited to meet our youngest son!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6921340733482885028-4251654134778473862?l=theturfs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/feeds/4251654134778473862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6921340733482885028&amp;postID=4251654134778473862&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/4251654134778473862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/4251654134778473862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-time-tomorrow.html' title='This time tomorrow...'/><author><name>Mitzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949363029549963549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/TEnF2bfVjYI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/0kxi498i0Es/S220/everything+on+card+up+to+Sept+09+460-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6921340733482885028.post-5273122228934167158</id><published>2010-02-11T13:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T13:34:06.385-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOW!</title><content type='html'>We finally got real snow at our house. Not the icy stuff, or just the dry that only sticks to vehicles, real actual go out and play snow! And Jackson is at the perfect age for his first actual go out and play snow! So, that's just what we did on Monday! Here are a few of my favorite pictures from the day. I also took some super cute videos that I'll have to figure out how to upload and share! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/S3RaZ0UGlgI/AAAAAAAAJ44/_oe9NUJZOXo/s1600-h/Snow+Feb+2010+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437070049729222146" style="WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/S3RaZ0UGlgI/AAAAAAAAJ44/_oe9NUJZOXo/s320/Snow+Feb+2010+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He wasn't too sure about all the layering, but he went with it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/S3RaaaO2-6I/AAAAAAAAJ5A/LkAliAxk4e4/s1600-h/Snow+Feb+2010+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437070059907775394" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/S3RaaaO2-6I/AAAAAAAAJ5A/LkAliAxk4e4/s320/Snow+Feb+2010+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/S3RabEXnl9I/AAAAAAAAJ5Q/ycbXET7S-CA/s1600-h/Snow+Feb+2010+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437070071218804690" style="WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/S3RabEXnl9I/AAAAAAAAJ5Q/ycbXET7S-CA/s320/Snow+Feb+2010+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He instantly knew how to make snowballs!  Seriously, is that a boy thing??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/S3RaarMuXPI/AAAAAAAAJ5I/Jx3Odofyhoo/s1600-h/Snow+Feb+2010+002-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437070064462224626" style="WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/S3RaarMuXPI/AAAAAAAAJ5I/Jx3Odofyhoo/s320/Snow+Feb+2010+002-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is the sweet face I saw all day!!  He loved every single second of being outside in the snow!  Makes me sad that I don't get to see it all day everyday! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;side note... I had to call in to work, because apparently Saline County was as south as the snow went!  Malvern got nothing, I mean, NOT-A-THING, nothing!  &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/6921340733482885028-5273122228934167158?l=theturfs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/feeds/5273122228934167158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6921340733482885028&amp;postID=5273122228934167158&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/5273122228934167158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/5273122228934167158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/2010/02/snow.html' title='SNOW!'/><author><name>Mitzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949363029549963549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/TEnF2bfVjYI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/0kxi498i0Es/S220/everything+on+card+up+to+Sept+09+460-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/S3RaZ0UGlgI/AAAAAAAAJ44/_oe9NUJZOXo/s72-c/Snow+Feb+2010+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6921340733482885028.post-17596615648238644</id><published>2010-02-03T09:48:00.019-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T16:21:22.482-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Warm Fuzzies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I don't know if anyone really reads my blog or not....well, I mean I know a handful of my friends do and I read their blogs too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-------&gt; check out some good peeps to your right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Anyway, one of the blogs I read and keep up with is Kelly's Korner. If you read anyone's blog, then most likely you've at least seen the icon link to Kelly's blog. She's good southern folk, from Arkansas, with a precious baby girl and a heartwarming story. Her blog is followed by thousands! And she does this fun thing by linking blogs through a certain topic. I think she does this weekly. I click on and read a few, but I never participate.....I'm not that good of a blogger. :) Moving along..... Today, or maybe she posted it last night, she chose the topic "Simple Pleasures". Well, today I'm participating, I like this topic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So, all that to say, "Here's my list of simple pleasures" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;~ belly laughs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;~ big hugs and sugars from my 2 1/2 yr old! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;~ conversations with said 2 1/2 yr old &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;~ um, pretty much anything 2 1/2 yr old does and says! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;~ clean sheets on the bed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;~ new socks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;~ yoga pants, t-shirts, and my Uggs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;~ sitting on a porch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;~ rocking chairs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;~ Southern Living magazine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;~ the smells of honeysuckle, cut hay, and just mowed grass &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;~ Chocolate chip cookies still warm and gooey from the oven &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;~ cardigans &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;~ fire in the fireplace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;~ camping &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;~ sitting under the camper awning while it's raining &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;~ NAPS!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;~ football season &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;~ visiting with old friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;~ Christmas lights &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;~ Sonic ice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;~ dairy bar milkshakes and greasy cheeseburgers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;~ fishing in a pond &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;~ driving across the Lake DeGray dike about sunset &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;~ memories &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;~ days at home with nothing to do and everyone there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;~ photos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;~ my Nanny's breakfasts...with home made biscuits!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;What are your "warm fuzzies"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Leave me a comment so I'll know you were here! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6921340733482885028-17596615648238644?l=theturfs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/feeds/17596615648238644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6921340733482885028&amp;postID=17596615648238644&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/17596615648238644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/17596615648238644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/2010/02/simple-pleasures.html' title='Warm Fuzzies!'/><author><name>Mitzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949363029549963549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/TEnF2bfVjYI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/0kxi498i0Es/S220/everything+on+card+up+to+Sept+09+460-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6921340733482885028.post-1276880897973432040</id><published>2010-01-28T10:12:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T13:46:51.970-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vents...</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Insurance companies.... had to call, got automated voice recognition, took 3-4 minute, finally offered to allow me to speak to a representative, got a msg saying “all representatives are currently in training sessions, call back in 1 hour”. UGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Roll-y back packs.... if your backpack on wheels is clearly heavier than the 1 book you have in it, leave the back pack in the car! Or at least don’t roll it past my office on the tile floor!!!!!!!!!!!! Click click click click click click....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;public restrooms.... several on this one....&lt;br /&gt;a) if the stall door is clearly closed, as in most likely locked, do not try to pull/push on it, move on to the next one!&lt;br /&gt;b) if you go into the restroom and someone else is already in one of the stalls, just assume they need a few minutes and would greatly appreciate you getting out! Do your business and be on your way! Don’t primp and fix forever!&lt;br /&gt;c) Do NOT talk on your phone while in there...um, especially if you are the one needing a few extra minutes of privacy!&lt;br /&gt;d) WASH YOUR HANDS!!!!!!!!! Ewwwwww!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6921340733482885028-1276880897973432040?l=theturfs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/feeds/1276880897973432040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6921340733482885028&amp;postID=1276880897973432040&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/1276880897973432040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/1276880897973432040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/2010/01/vents.html' title='Vents...'/><author><name>Mitzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949363029549963549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/TEnF2bfVjYI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/0kxi498i0Es/S220/everything+on+card+up+to+Sept+09+460-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6921340733482885028.post-3345814355616216301</id><published>2009-12-02T13:32:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T14:35:59.682-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Just some photos I'd like to post and share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410737349686153522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SxbM88T7UTI/AAAAAAAAJ24/WEwkUOAVDfM/s320/Group+6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wonderful, wonderful, talented friend of mine has a nice little camera.... and the talent to use it. Here are some photos she took of her "nephew" in September. These are just a few of my faves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SxbDPkMNlqI/AAAAAAAAJ2I/bJPQ1WZP52U/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410726674512582306" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SxbDPkMNlqI/AAAAAAAAJ2I/bJPQ1WZP52U/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did my baby go?! And who is this little boy looking so grown up?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SxbDRuN-D8I/AAAAAAAAJ2o/ijPtENF4slE/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410726711564046274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SxbDRuN-D8I/AAAAAAAAJ2o/ijPtENF4slE/s320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see those lashes??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SxbDRGoO1FI/AAAAAAAAJ2g/wNgE4iWs01U/s1600-h/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410726700936778834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SxbDRGoO1FI/AAAAAAAAJ2g/wNgE4iWs01U/s320/19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Splashing water is sooo funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SxbDQ6CW3RI/AAAAAAAAJ2Y/9MqgcJljwz0/s1600-h/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410726697556696338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SxbDQ6CW3RI/AAAAAAAAJ2Y/9MqgcJljwz0/s320/22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He insisted on wearing his John Deere cap... and cocked to the side too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SxbDQHGneVI/AAAAAAAAJ2Q/eE9mgde5uhc/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410726683884353874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SxbDQHGneVI/AAAAAAAAJ2Q/eE9mgde5uhc/s320/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And probably my #1 favorite...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6921340733482885028-3345814355616216301?l=theturfs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/feeds/3345814355616216301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6921340733482885028&amp;postID=3345814355616216301&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/3345814355616216301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/3345814355616216301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/2009/12/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Mitzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949363029549963549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/TEnF2bfVjYI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/0kxi498i0Es/S220/everything+on+card+up+to+Sept+09+460-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SxbM88T7UTI/AAAAAAAAJ24/WEwkUOAVDfM/s72-c/Group+6.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6921340733482885028.post-4076294947668526125</id><published>2009-11-20T08:46:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T15:03:09.762-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer Request</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2nd UPDATE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great News – earlier this afternoon they took Preston off of the ventilator. He is breathing on his own. Also, he is moving around some when coming out of the medication and he recognized His grandmother's voice. He was twisting his head around to try to find her. The nurse said that they really had been blessed with how well he is doing. She got a little teary eyed when saying that. They told the nurse that lots of prayers have been going up for this precious child. All of the family are in good spirits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;UPDATE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From another friend's mother, who visited them at the hospital this morning.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;They removed the obstruction, it was a small piece of pea gravel logged into the ventricle going into his left lung. It was about the size of the top of my little finger. They are trying to get his oxygen levels up and the fluid out of his lung. He was moving around and starting to pitch a fit, which they felt was a good sign. They won’t know for a while if there is any damage to his lung or brain (due to oxygen deprivation). Nathan, the father, said that he had been coughing – gagging for a couple of weeks, and they had taken him to the doctor three times in the past two weeks and was told it was sinus drainage / croup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray there was no damage done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A friend of mine’s son, just under 2-yrs old, was rushed to the hospital last night. From what I understand, he was having trouble breathing. It was discovered that he had an obstruction to his lung. He was med-flighted to Children’s Hospital on life support where he had emergency surgery to remove a ROCK from his lung!&lt;br /&gt;As of this morning, he is still at Children’s and will remain on life support until tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have any other information yet! But I know a prayer can’t hurt a bit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you that know Bismarck people it is Nathan Hughes’ son, Teresa (Collie) Hughes’ grandson.&lt;br /&gt;Nathan and I graduated HS together. Mom and Teresa graduated HS together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6921340733482885028-4076294947668526125?l=theturfs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/feeds/4076294947668526125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6921340733482885028&amp;postID=4076294947668526125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/4076294947668526125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/4076294947668526125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/2009/11/prayer-request.html' title='Prayer Request'/><author><name>Mitzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949363029549963549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/TEnF2bfVjYI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/0kxi498i0Es/S220/everything+on+card+up+to+Sept+09+460-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6921340733482885028.post-1191689228480226487</id><published>2009-10-29T16:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T15:14:24.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween "pre-game"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;T'was three nights before Halloween...LOL! &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;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So, we finally carved our pumpkin! I've had it for a few days now. It's just been sitting in the kitchen floor, waiting for us to make it all halloween-y! Jackson has been telling it "bye bye pu'kin" the past few mornings. After supper last night we put down a drop cloth in the living room floor...yes, the living room floor...and got to work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SuoAVgyW1xI/AAAAAAAAJ0E/CzUXDC0S2BQ/s1600-h/Halloween+09+pumpkin+and+cookies+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398127472935360274" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SuoAVgyW1xI/AAAAAAAAJ0E/CzUXDC0S2BQ/s320/Halloween+09+pumpkin+and+cookies+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jackson was right there, ready to help!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SuoA7mXL-jI/AAAAAAAAJ0s/ZXKCnTDoOzI/s1600-h/Halloween+09+pumpkin+and+cookies+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398128127267043890" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SuoA7mXL-jI/AAAAAAAAJ0s/ZXKCnTDoOzI/s320/Halloween+09+pumpkin+and+cookies+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was total monkey see, monkey do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Kyle would scoop stuff out, then Jackson would reach in and scoop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SuoAWG2JrHI/AAAAAAAAJ0U/snm9fywob-k/s1600-h/Halloween+09+pumpkin+and+cookies+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398127483151821938" style="WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SuoAWG2JrHI/AAAAAAAAJ0U/snm9fywob-k/s320/Halloween+09+pumpkin+and+cookies+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He kept stopping and checking it out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SuoAWxqHmpI/AAAAAAAAJ0k/rvoQSVHS34w/s1600-h/Halloween+09+pumpkin+and+cookies+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398127494644079250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SuoAWxqHmpI/AAAAAAAAJ0k/rvoQSVHS34w/s320/Halloween+09+pumpkin+and+cookies+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;While Kyle was putting the template on (just wait, you'll see why we used a template), Jackson and I "decorated" halloween cookies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SuoAWgLgfrI/AAAAAAAAJ0c/UGy0wWdcaSI/s1600-h/Halloween+09+pumpkin+and+cookies+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SuoA8UyamDI/AAAAAAAAJ08/s3fw58IWB5c/s1600-h/Halloween+09+pumpkin+and+cookies+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398128139729279026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SuoA8UyamDI/AAAAAAAAJ08/s3fw58IWB5c/s320/Halloween+09+pumpkin+and+cookies+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It was more about the cookie and less about the decorating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SuoA8Fc5gRI/AAAAAAAAJ00/JkKZvV2WMfc/s1600-h/Halloween+09+pumpkin+and+cookies+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398128135612498194" style="WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SuoA8Fc5gRI/AAAAAAAAJ00/JkKZvV2WMfc/s320/Halloween+09+pumpkin+and+cookies+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(I love this picture!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SuoA849jnOI/AAAAAAAAJ1E/HMDRRo07e7c/s1600-h/Halloween+09+pumpkin+and+cookies+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398128149439683810" style="WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SuoA849jnOI/AAAAAAAAJ1E/HMDRRo07e7c/s320/Halloween+09+pumpkin+and+cookies+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;One final assistance before bath time. We did bath while Kyle actually carved the pumpkin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SuoA9KHjCEI/AAAAAAAAJ1M/MNDJuAj00XE/s1600-h/Halloween+09+pumpkin+and+cookies+017-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398128154044991554" style="WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SuoA9KHjCEI/AAAAAAAAJ1M/MNDJuAj00XE/s320/Halloween+09+pumpkin+and+cookies+017-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And our finished product!! A Mickey Mouse-o-lantern! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We had so much fun! :)&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6921340733482885028-1191689228480226487?l=theturfs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/feeds/1191689228480226487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6921340733482885028&amp;postID=1191689228480226487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/1191689228480226487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/1191689228480226487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloween-pre-game.html' title='Halloween &quot;pre-game&quot;'/><author><name>Mitzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949363029549963549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/TEnF2bfVjYI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/0kxi498i0Es/S220/everything+on+card+up+to+Sept+09+460-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SuoAVgyW1xI/AAAAAAAAJ0E/CzUXDC0S2BQ/s72-c/Halloween+09+pumpkin+and+cookies+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6921340733482885028.post-3588097008344099772</id><published>2009-10-13T13:29:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T13:35:35.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just call me Auntie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Although for 9 months now I've been saying "Aunt" and "going to be and Aunt" I can now officially say... I AM AN AUNT! :) Miss Savannah was born yesterday afternoon! My brand new niece and my sister are doing great! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I was communication central yesterday! LOL! I had my phone texting and Kyle's phone on the internet on facebook! So, I only have 1 picture...so far...to share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/StTH4EaTJsI/AAAAAAAAJyM/EmzerOpYrCo/s1600-h/Savannah.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392154419939976898" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/StTH4EaTJsI/AAAAAAAAJyM/EmzerOpYrCo/s320/Savannah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;It's actually off of my phone, so considering that, it's not too bad!!&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/6921340733482885028-3588097008344099772?l=theturfs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/feeds/3588097008344099772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6921340733482885028&amp;postID=3588097008344099772&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/3588097008344099772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/3588097008344099772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-call-me-auntie.html' title='Just call me Auntie'/><author><name>Mitzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949363029549963549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/TEnF2bfVjYI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/0kxi498i0Es/S220/everything+on+card+up+to+Sept+09+460-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/StTH4EaTJsI/AAAAAAAAJyM/EmzerOpYrCo/s72-c/Savannah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6921340733482885028.post-3668311483714950625</id><published>2009-09-22T13:26:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T11:03:25.079-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BFFs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Well, we asked for it!! When we knew they'd both be boys we said, "I hope they'll be friends!" And here we are 2.5 and 2 years old and these two have been wanting to do EVERYTHING together lately!! It's actually really sweet, because they both ask about each other, want to go see each other, etc! Luckily &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; Mommy's and Daddy's are good friends, so we try to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;accommodate&lt;/span&gt;... for their sake! :)&lt;br /&gt;We have hit 2 fairs in 2 weekends! The boys have now been to a rodeo, a demolition derby, they've rode on fair rides, enjoyed shaken lemonade, and had a bite or two of some "fair food".&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures of their adventures! I love, love that last picture!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SrkZRbFrOzI/AAAAAAAAJxI/aDm_BrGX4MM/s1600-h/J+and+W+at+Saline+Co.+Fair+Sept+09+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384362616618171186" style="WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SrkZRbFrOzI/AAAAAAAAJxI/aDm_BrGX4MM/s320/J+and+W+at+Saline+Co.+Fair+Sept+09+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SrkZSDnYe_I/AAAAAAAAJxQ/s2HCo0CtQcs/s1600-h/J+and+W+at+Saline+Co.+Fair+Sept+09+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384362627496967154" style="WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SrkZSDnYe_I/AAAAAAAAJxQ/s2HCo0CtQcs/s320/J+and+W+at+Saline+Co.+Fair+Sept+09+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SrkZSDnYe_I/AAAAAAAAJxQ/s2HCo0CtQcs/s1600-h/J+and+W+at+Saline+Co.+Fair+Sept+09+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SrkZSlYjGYI/AAAAAAAAJxY/Zpgbf7K_ocA/s1600-h/J+and+W+at+Saline+Co.+Fair+Sept+09+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384362636561553794" style="WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SrkZSlYjGYI/AAAAAAAAJxY/Zpgbf7K_ocA/s320/J+and+W+at+Saline+Co.+Fair+Sept+09+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SrkZTYYaoRI/AAAAAAAAJxg/0TLLa6c2d_U/s1600-h/Garland+Co.+Fair+09+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384362650251206930" style="WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SrkZTYYaoRI/AAAAAAAAJxg/0TLLa6c2d_U/s320/Garland+Co.+Fair+09+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SrkZUGYnPII/AAAAAAAAJxo/4iFzrp2w2aw/s1600-h/Garland+Co.+Fair+09+007-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384362662600064130" style="WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SrkZUGYnPII/AAAAAAAAJxo/4iFzrp2w2aw/s320/Garland+Co.+Fair+09+007-1.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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/6921340733482885028-3668311483714950625?l=theturfs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/feeds/3668311483714950625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6921340733482885028&amp;postID=3668311483714950625&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/3668311483714950625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/3668311483714950625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/2009/09/bffs.html' title='BFFs'/><author><name>Mitzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949363029549963549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/TEnF2bfVjYI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/0kxi498i0Es/S220/everything+on+card+up+to+Sept+09+460-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SrkZRbFrOzI/AAAAAAAAJxI/aDm_BrGX4MM/s72-c/J+and+W+at+Saline+Co.+Fair+Sept+09+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6921340733482885028.post-8865535364740181903</id><published>2009-08-31T14:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T14:38:56.075-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weather</title><content type='html'>I am so loving this weather right now!!  I mean, anywhere in the 80s in August is great, but it's been lower 80s the past few days!!  It makes me so ready for Fall!  By far my favorite season is Fall!  I love the weather, the clothes - nothing better than a sweater, jeans, and boots, except maybe a hoodie! - the festivals, the festival food, and of course FOOTBALL!!  And I am so excited about all of that this year for Jackson!  We did some of the festivals last year and he enjoyed being out in his stroller and seeing things.  But this year, I just envision him actually having fun at all that stuff!  Saline County's fair starts next week and if the weather stays even close to this it will be perfect!  And our Church is having a Fall Festival on Halloween this year with pony rides and inflatables!  You can't beat that! And not to mention going to the Pumpkin Patch with our friends!!  Hopefully I will have some cute pictures to post in the coming weeks!  Plus, in about a month, I will be an Aunt!!!  Exciting stuff this time of year! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6921340733482885028-8865535364740181903?l=theturfs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/feeds/8865535364740181903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6921340733482885028&amp;postID=8865535364740181903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/8865535364740181903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/8865535364740181903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/2009/08/weather.html' title='Weather'/><author><name>Mitzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949363029549963549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/TEnF2bfVjYI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/0kxi498i0Es/S220/everything+on+card+up+to+Sept+09+460-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6921340733482885028.post-9183346953729082062</id><published>2009-08-06T14:20:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T14:30:27.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Of all the ridiculous things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.abc15.com/content/news/webxtra/story/No-shoes-no-service-Baby-gets-kicked-out-of/5_TdDg0_cUCHV-anQRO-Lg.cspx"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;http://www.abc15.com/content/news/webxtra/story/No-shoes-no-service-Baby-gets-kicked-out-of/5_TdDg0_cUCHV-anQRO-Lg.cspx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;First, I realize I've strayed away from "update" postings. I will try to get one up soon. I've just been hesitant about putting up very much personal information anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to THIS post...My sister just sent me this link (see above). It's from a television station out of St. Louis' website. A Burger King (blech) there told a lady that she would have to take her food to go instead of dinning in because...get this... BECAUSE her 6 MONTH OLD child did not have on shoes!!!!!!!!!! He cited the whole "no shoes, no shirt, no service" and then said that it was against health codes?! The lady even tried putting socks on her baby (which is a WAY calmer reaction than I would have had!) and the manager still said no!! And get this, Burger King apologized by offering the lady a free meal, A, one, cingular free meal!! You can just add this to my file of "why I don't eat at Burger King!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6921340733482885028-9183346953729082062?l=theturfs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/feeds/9183346953729082062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6921340733482885028&amp;postID=9183346953729082062&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/9183346953729082062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/9183346953729082062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/2009/08/of-all-ridiculous-things.html' title='Of all the ridiculous things...'/><author><name>Mitzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949363029549963549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/TEnF2bfVjYI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/0kxi498i0Es/S220/everything+on+card+up+to+Sept+09+460-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6921340733482885028.post-7493440835668346901</id><published>2009-06-10T07:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T11:59:50.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>REALLY?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Inspired by SNL and encouraged by the stupid people, a few "REALLY?!?"'s...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Ugh! Really?? It's called a blinker! It is conveniently located to the left of your steering wheel, so close that most people need but move their index finger to activate it! Not only is it the LAW to use it - really! - but it is courteous AND as I am inevitably the one driving behind you, it helps out ME and YOU! Really?! Do you WANT me to slam into the back of your beemer? Really?? Because you slowing down and then jerking the wheel to turn CAN cause just that to happen! Then guess what...that would be YOUR fault! Yes, really! Ugh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Really?!? Did you really just leave the public restroom WITHOUT washing your hands?! Really?? That is beyond gross! And did you really just see me (therefore, I SAW YOU) and you STILL walked out without washing your hands?? WOW! Ok, so now you're gross and you don't care who knows it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I forsee more to come! Really! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6921340733482885028-7493440835668346901?l=theturfs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/feeds/7493440835668346901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6921340733482885028&amp;postID=7493440835668346901&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/7493440835668346901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/7493440835668346901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/2009/06/really.html' title='REALLY?!?'/><author><name>Mitzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949363029549963549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/TEnF2bfVjYI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/0kxi498i0Es/S220/everything+on+card+up+to+Sept+09+460-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6921340733482885028.post-3290830734455558262</id><published>2009-06-09T14:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T14:33:48.359-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What happened to Zach Morris?!  UPDATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;He was on Jimmy Fallon last night AS Zach Morris!! This is the link to the Jimmy Fallon show with a video clip of the interview!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.latenightwithjimmyfallon.com/blogs/2009/06/zack-attacks-late-night-signs-on-for-the-reunion/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;http://www.latenightwithjimmyfallon.com/blogs/2009/06/zack-attacks-late-night-signs-on-for-the-reunion/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Shear genious, hilarity!! And I'm very happy to say that Zach DOES NOT look like the greasy slime ball in this interview that he looked like in the Yahoo article!! This makes me oh so happy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And, Yes, I did just do 2 post about Saved By The Bell!!!  And I'm ok with that!! LOL! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6921340733482885028-3290830734455558262?l=theturfs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/feeds/3290830734455558262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6921340733482885028&amp;postID=3290830734455558262&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/3290830734455558262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/3290830734455558262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-happened-to-zach-morris-update.html' title='What happened to Zach Morris?!  UPDATE'/><author><name>Mitzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949363029549963549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/TEnF2bfVjYI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/0kxi498i0Es/S220/everything+on+card+up+to+Sept+09+460-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6921340733482885028.post-8779303470850666656</id><published>2009-06-09T09:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T10:16:19.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What happened to Zach Morris?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tv.yahoo.com/blog/saved-by-the-bell-cast-then-now--391"&gt;http://tv.yahoo.com/blog/saved-by-the-bell-cast-then-now--391&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yahoo has an article on their site today about Saved By The Bell!! LOVED that show! LOVED!!!  I can honestly remember coming to school on Mondays and talking about the show ALL DAY LONG!!  I have an image in my head of being in the old cafeteria, in line, tray in hand, think I was pumping some gravy, and can almost hear my voice talking about "what Zach said" or "what Kelly was wearing"!!!  And how about this... the show started in 1989?!  Um, that's 20 years ago??  Feel old?! &lt;br /&gt;The article is one of those "where are they now?" bio blurbs. So, I click on it to find out! And I see this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/Si5zW8eeoPI/AAAAAAAAJbk/oJ9vYpNcPmI/s1600-h/blogsquare_getback_sbtb_gosselaar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345336645763637490" style="WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/Si5zW8eeoPI/AAAAAAAAJbk/oJ9vYpNcPmI/s320/blogsquare_getback_sbtb_gosselaar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, seriously, WHAT happened to Zach?! Eww!! He's so.... so.... greasy looking! No where close to that cutie, clean-cut, preppy boy! I'm sad!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else from that show looks like I would imagine them to. Still cute, just older. - it happens. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/Si5zWyYuwHI/AAAAAAAAJbs/o5o6ZvJWaeQ/s1600-h/blogsquare_getback_sbtb_lopez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345336643055173746" style="WIDTH: 118px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 111px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/Si5zWyYuwHI/AAAAAAAAJbs/o5o6ZvJWaeQ/s320/blogsquare_getback_sbtb_lopez.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A.C. - even cuter now, in my opinion! We pretty much knew what he had been up to. He's pretty much the only one that didn't disappear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/Si5zXJrQq3I/AAAAAAAAJb0/DOX8S7qI_KA/s1600-h/blogsquare_getback_sbtb_thiessen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345336649306909554" style="WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/Si5zXJrQq3I/AAAAAAAAJb0/DOX8S7qI_KA/s320/blogsquare_getback_sbtb_thiessen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kelly - not the best angle for that chin, but still looks good. She did Beverly Hills 90210, but since that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/Si5zXb0TkEI/AAAAAAAAJcE/BXoqfHNSINw/s1600-h/blogsquare_getback_sbtb_voorhies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345336654176686146" style="WIDTH: 118px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/Si5zXb0TkEI/AAAAAAAAJcE/BXoqfHNSINw/s320/blogsquare_getback_sbtb_voorhies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lisa - precious, but not much of a post-SBTB career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/Si5zXQenBOI/AAAAAAAAJb8/YOo3xtJPAJI/s1600-h/blogsquare_getback_sbtb_berkley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345336651132896482" style="WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/Si5zXQenBOI/AAAAAAAAJb8/YOo3xtJPAJI/s320/blogsquare_getback_sbtb_berkley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jessie- wow, she so messed up with that little stripper, er dancer movie she did!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6921340733482885028-8779303470850666656?l=theturfs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/feeds/8779303470850666656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6921340733482885028&amp;postID=8779303470850666656&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/8779303470850666656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/8779303470850666656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-happened-to-zach-morris.html' title='What happened to Zach Morris?!'/><author><name>Mitzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949363029549963549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/TEnF2bfVjYI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/0kxi498i0Es/S220/everything+on+card+up+to+Sept+09+460-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/Si5zW8eeoPI/AAAAAAAAJbk/oJ9vYpNcPmI/s72-c/blogsquare_getback_sbtb_gosselaar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6921340733482885028.post-1471016205442956239</id><published>2009-05-18T13:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T13:18:06.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Polka Dots! Personalized! Love it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/ShGmUWBlgUI/AAAAAAAAJbc/B0ASPAQdU4Q/s1600-h/cake_plate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337229901850575170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/ShGmUWBlgUI/AAAAAAAAJbc/B0ASPAQdU4Q/s320/cake_plate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fancyschmancydesigns.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.fancyschmancydesigns.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out this site! She has some super cute stuff!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6921340733482885028-1471016205442956239?l=theturfs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/feeds/1471016205442956239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6921340733482885028&amp;postID=1471016205442956239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/1471016205442956239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/1471016205442956239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/2009/05/polka-dots-personalized-love-it.html' title='Polka Dots! 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After seeing my blog on friends' pages and seeing that I haven't posted anything since February, I am REALLY dropping the ball on this one! I mean, I have plenty to say...Usually fairly witty, or at the least sarcastic...An adorable almost-two-year-old, a husband, a couple puppies, I work... Hmmm, maybe that's why I'm not better- I have zero time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ok, well, let's work on this.... Update: Since we last met, I/we have.... acquired a new puppy; Jackson got a "big boy" hair cut (and already needs a trim); had pictures taken twice; attended 5 birthday celebrations - 2 child, 3 adult; 4 doctor visits- 2 Jackson, 2 me; walked in the March for Babies' and Kyle started a new job.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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;A little side view of the cut. He was totally ignoring me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/Sgnm3feF9oI/AAAAAAAAJZw/ifeh7vmPMr4/s1600-h/Easter+weekend+002-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335049074611975810" style="WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/Sgnm3feF9oI/AAAAAAAAJZw/ifeh7vmPMr4/s320/Easter+weekend+002-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 birthday party (posing with our friends, the Schultz's)- this was a farm themed birthday, complete with a petting zoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/Sgnm4D2DmXI/AAAAAAAAJaI/kqW-T3JoDNM/s1600-h/2661_1111285098040_1104243084_30362884_1153140_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335049084376160626" style="WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/Sgnm4D2DmXI/AAAAAAAAJaI/kqW-T3JoDNM/s320/2661_1111285098040_1104243084_30362884_1153140_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another birthday party - so much fun at The Little Gym!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/Sgnm4GXXBOI/AAAAAAAAJaQ/PyBuriy9lYA/s1600-h/Jackson+%26+friends+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335049085052716258" style="WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/Sgnm4GXXBOI/AAAAAAAAJaQ/PyBuriy9lYA/s320/Jackson+%26+friends+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing with Daddy in between posing for pictures in Easter outfits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/Sgnm3vN9G_I/AAAAAAAAJZ4/oNh7_hK4bTQ/s1600-h/Family+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335049078839254002" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/Sgnm3vN9G_I/AAAAAAAAJZ4/oNh7_hK4bTQ/s320/Family+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gone fishin' with Uncle Brian and Daddy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/Sgnm3wrHOaI/AAAAAAAAJaA/KudP4dl_Zt4/s1600-h/Fishing+%26+Being+cute+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335049079229987234" style="WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/Sgnm3wrHOaI/AAAAAAAAJaA/KudP4dl_Zt4/s320/Fishing+%26+Being+cute+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Todd, the new puppy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Shh, puppy sleeping"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SgrzWkJKkfI/AAAAAAAAJaY/aQZkJlumoWQ/s1600-h/friends+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335344277558563314" style="WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SgrzWkJKkfI/AAAAAAAAJaY/aQZkJlumoWQ/s320/friends+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jackson with his buddy, Jacob&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SgrzW2q436I/AAAAAAAAJag/WObkBv5ZSQI/s1600-h/friends+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335344282531848098" style="WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SgrzW2q436I/AAAAAAAAJag/WObkBv5ZSQI/s320/friends+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;March for Babies- Team Carson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SgsdcQIb4mI/AAAAAAAAJao/pUQ2XG0yWns/s1600-h/March+4+Babies+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335390554754376290" style="WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SgsdcQIb4mI/AAAAAAAAJao/pUQ2XG0yWns/s320/March+4+Babies+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And a special treat back in March, was this group getting together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This does not happen often enough! There were a few key players missing this night...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/Sgsdc15ATJI/AAAAAAAAJa4/7mVo5Jd3tzQ/s1600-h/friends+005-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335390564890201234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/Sgsdc15ATJI/AAAAAAAAJa4/7mVo5Jd3tzQ/s320/friends+005-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SgsdcvDKEWI/AAAAAAAAJaw/tYQtXdHwaNs/s1600-h/friends+001-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335390563053736290" style="WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SgsdcvDKEWI/AAAAAAAAJaw/tYQtXdHwaNs/s320/friends+001-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6921340733482885028-356913066738043758?l=theturfs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/feeds/356913066738043758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6921340733482885028&amp;postID=356913066738043758&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/356913066738043758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/356913066738043758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/2009/05/since-we-last-met.html' title='Since we last met...'/><author><name>Mitzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949363029549963549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/TEnF2bfVjYI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/0kxi498i0Es/S220/everything+on+card+up+to+Sept+09+460-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/Sgnm3feF9oI/AAAAAAAAJZw/ifeh7vmPMr4/s72-c/Easter+weekend+002-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6921340733482885028.post-9145900655501955855</id><published>2009-02-19T13:22:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T16:32:18.702-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spaghetti and Boots (are you curious?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Just photos from recent happenings at our house!&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;We had spaghetti for supper the other night.. it was num num!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SZ3K88q_EjI/AAAAAAAAJIo/WC5f0DBzd2Q/s1600-h/Jackson+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304619084539695666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SZ3K88q_EjI/AAAAAAAAJIo/WC5f0DBzd2Q/s320/Jackson+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Apparently it is: "hold fork in left hand while eating with right hand"! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SZ3LLT1ojkI/AAAAAAAAJIw/6058xufQrSA/s1600-h/Jackson+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304619331276541506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SZ3LLT1ojkI/AAAAAAAAJIw/6058xufQrSA/s320/Jackson+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And this morning, I got him dressed and we were headed out the door when he spotted his boots!! Crazy Mommy had put on his tennis shoes; I don’t know what I was thinking! So, he told me “boots” and we had to make a quick shoe change:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SZ3Lbv1mQKI/AAAAAAAAJI4/4skC4sDnPsg/s1600-h/Jackson+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304619613670490274" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SZ3Lbv1mQKI/AAAAAAAAJI4/4skC4sDnPsg/s320/Jackson+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But not five minutes from the house I hear “ut oh Momma, boots” and see this in the back seat:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SZ3LodFTU2I/AAAAAAAAJJA/kKHzjlUqdFk/s1600-h/Jackson+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304619831974384482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SZ3LodFTU2I/AAAAAAAAJJA/kKHzjlUqdFk/s320/Jackson+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Notice his keys in his hand; we have to have those when we leave the house now! Smart boy!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6921340733482885028-9145900655501955855?l=theturfs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/feeds/9145900655501955855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6921340733482885028&amp;postID=9145900655501955855&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/9145900655501955855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/9145900655501955855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/2009/02/spaghetti-and-boots-are-you-curious.html' title='Spaghetti and Boots (are you curious?)'/><author><name>Mitzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949363029549963549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/TEnF2bfVjYI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/0kxi498i0Es/S220/everything+on+card+up+to+Sept+09+460-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SZ3K88q_EjI/AAAAAAAAJIo/WC5f0DBzd2Q/s72-c/Jackson+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6921340733482885028.post-2013538469929480341</id><published>2009-01-27T13:16:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T13:21:27.793-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SX9d2Ar2NwI/AAAAAAAAJIE/Nnfz-vYy-go/s1600-h/my+boys+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296054869289219842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SX9d2Ar2NwI/AAAAAAAAJIE/Nnfz-vYy-go/s320/my+boys+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Just wanted to share this picture.... I really, really heart it!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Maybe because it's my heart! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6921340733482885028-2013538469929480341?l=theturfs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/feeds/2013538469929480341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6921340733482885028&amp;postID=2013538469929480341&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/2013538469929480341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/2013538469929480341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-wanted-to-share-this-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>Mitzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949363029549963549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/TEnF2bfVjYI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/0kxi498i0Es/S220/everything+on+card+up+to+Sept+09+460-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SX9d2Ar2NwI/AAAAAAAAJIE/Nnfz-vYy-go/s72-c/my+boys+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6921340733482885028.post-3152362024075792628</id><published>2009-01-23T15:03:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T12:05:44.281-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Better late than never, right??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ok, well, I HAD good intentions! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Let's see.... we had a great "holiday season". Thanksgiving was spread out about a week long, so we got our fill on turkey and all the fixings. Then came Christmas! I LOVE Christmas! :) I just don't love that it is all crammed into 2 days of chaotic festivities! Ok, so I LOVE Christmas-TIME! Jackson had an amazing Christmas! More presents than he (or I) knows what to do with! I was expecting him to rip through his gifts and then want to play with the wrapping and boxes. Instead, he surprised me and only wanted to open 1 gift - once he did that, he was content, he played with that toy. So Kyle and I ended up unwrapping most of his stuff! That's ok though, because we were just as excited FOR him as he would have been!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Over the Christmas Break we attempted to go ice skating in Hot Springs, but it was so cold and windy the night we went. We did get a couple of pictures though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SXpBioJSbiI/AAAAAAAAI7c/NGrM22w5Do8/s1600-h/December08016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294616375075171874" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SXpBioJSbiI/AAAAAAAAI7c/NGrM22w5Do8/s320/December08016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SXpBi9VbuQI/AAAAAAAAI7k/Tt57Le3UuoE/s1600-h/Ice+Skating.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294616380763257090" style="WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SXpBi9VbuQI/AAAAAAAAI7k/Tt57Le3UuoE/s320/Ice+Skating.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, Jan and the boys &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here are some from Christmas: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SXpDIArzpII/AAAAAAAAI70/ryz0x13qgn8/s1600-h/Christmas+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294618116829193346" style="WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SXpDIArzpII/AAAAAAAAI70/ryz0x13qgn8/s320/Christmas+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jackson with Mimi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SXpDIKom82I/AAAAAAAAI7s/FQn0BHj_oRs/s1600-h/Christmas+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294618119500133218" style="WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SXpDIKom82I/AAAAAAAAI7s/FQn0BHj_oRs/s320/Christmas+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6921340733482885028-3152362024075792628?l=theturfs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/feeds/3152362024075792628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6921340733482885028&amp;postID=3152362024075792628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/3152362024075792628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/3152362024075792628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/2009/01/ok-well-i-had-good-intentions-lol-lets.html' title='Better late than never, right??'/><author><name>Mitzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949363029549963549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/TEnF2bfVjYI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/0kxi498i0Es/S220/everything+on+card+up+to+Sept+09+460-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SXpBioJSbiI/AAAAAAAAI7c/NGrM22w5Do8/s72-c/December08016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6921340733482885028.post-7620658246037551664</id><published>2008-11-17T19:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T15:02:19.786-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 08 Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby Elvis!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SSHVDClTCUI/AAAAAAAAGUY/N9UJlx0l3Lo/s1600-h/DSCN3643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269727287209822530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SSHVDClTCUI/AAAAAAAAGUY/N9UJlx0l3Lo/s320/DSCN3643.JPG" border="0" /&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/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;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This costume was SO MUCH fun!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SSHVDR_bmII/AAAAAAAAGUg/aKPxRFpwOEE/s1600-h/Jackson+as+Elvis+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269727291345967234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SSHVDR_bmII/AAAAAAAAGUg/aKPxRFpwOEE/s320/Jackson+as+Elvis+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks again, Carrie!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We love y'all! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SSHVDR_bmII/AAAAAAAAGUg/aKPxRFpwOEE/s1600-h/Jackson+as+Elvis+004.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/6921340733482885028-7620658246037551664?l=theturfs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/feeds/7620658246037551664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6921340733482885028&amp;postID=7620658246037551664&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/7620658246037551664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/7620658246037551664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-08-pics.html' title='Halloween 08 Pics'/><author><name>Mitzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949363029549963549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/TEnF2bfVjYI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/0kxi498i0Es/S220/everything+on+card+up+to+Sept+09+460-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/SSHVDClTCUI/AAAAAAAAGUY/N9UJlx0l3Lo/s72-c/DSCN3643.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6921340733482885028.post-7891758839165651918</id><published>2008-11-14T18:58:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T15:03:20.720-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Ok, well, this is my first blog, first post (like I have tons of time to start something new, but I'm going to try).....so here goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson is 16 months old today! I simply can't believe how very fast this has gone! We knew it would go quickly, we had been warned, but we just had NO concept of all the changes that would actually happen! Jackson is our LIFE and it has been such a blessing and so amazing to watch him change daily in the past 16 months! He never fails to impress us ...or shock us! We really have been having a ton o' fun and loving every minute of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to be good about updating my posts on here... we'll see....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6921340733482885028-7891758839165651918?l=theturfs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/feeds/7891758839165651918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6921340733482885028&amp;postID=7891758839165651918&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/7891758839165651918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6921340733482885028/posts/default/7891758839165651918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theturfs.blogspot.com/2007/09/first.html' title='First'/><author><name>Mitzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16949363029549963549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ySxE6zXYKoo/TEnF2bfVjYI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/0kxi498i0Es/S220/everything+on+card+up+to+Sept+09+460-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
