<?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-3368854352792357198</id><updated>2011-12-01T09:44:20.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Browns</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-6122471245296417631</id><published>2011-12-01T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T09:44:20.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eveyone needs a laugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My sister 1st introduced me to these videos they are so funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This one is my favorite right now. Check it out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WARNING!!! YOU WILL LAUGH! Kids are so awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cD2RO0Cws1Q?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-6122471245296417631?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6122471245296417631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/eveyone-needs-laugh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/6122471245296417631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/6122471245296417631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/eveyone-needs-laugh.html' title='Eveyone needs a laugh'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/cD2RO0Cws1Q/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-443661451281234502</id><published>2011-09-25T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T17:31:32.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ksVxeQwSdmI/Tn_DKmvO3UI/AAAAAAAAASY/DwV_NIDhrbs/s1600/micah%2Bin%2Bcar.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ksVxeQwSdmI/Tn_DKmvO3UI/AAAAAAAAASY/DwV_NIDhrbs/s320/micah%2Bin%2Bcar.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656454243965394242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little man is 4 months. I can't believe how grown up he is already. He is so strong, he loves to sit up and is most happy in his bumbo or his little car.&lt;div&gt;stats: 13 pounds 27 percentile and 25 inches a 52 percentile so he is right on in length but kinda small in pounds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Micah can roll from back to tummy and tummy to back I have a feeling he may be taking after his big brother and will be scooting around soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sleeps 8-9 hours a night but demands to eat every 3 during the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Micah is seriously the happiest baby ever and really doesn't cry unless he needs something or Teagan is "loving" him a little to much. He gives the best smiles to anyone that looks his way and has mastered the cutest little giggle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He brings the sweetest spirit to our home and we are so blessed to have our little man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-443661451281234502?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/443661451281234502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/4-months.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/443661451281234502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/443661451281234502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/4-months.html' title='4 months'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ksVxeQwSdmI/Tn_DKmvO3UI/AAAAAAAAASY/DwV_NIDhrbs/s72-c/micah%2Bin%2Bcar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-8384098778970667866</id><published>2011-09-11T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T11:51:47.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sept 10th My little Apple Darling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; Olivia was a Apple Darling and got to ride on the River Heights float. She was in absolute heaven and felt like a true princess. She was so funny during the parade waving and blowing kisses to everyone, lol she is such a ham.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3F7LXx8IwfM/Tm0Aw7ORZeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/OQfmCzX9xac/s1600/IMG_1107.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3F7LXx8IwfM/Tm0Aw7ORZeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/OQfmCzX9xac/s320/IMG_1107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651173947951113698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2bDMzY8MfTU/Tm0AVslCKjI/AAAAAAAAASI/vCTeM3B7lZs/s1600/IMG_1103.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2bDMzY8MfTU/Tm0AVslCKjI/AAAAAAAAASI/vCTeM3B7lZs/s320/IMG_1103.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651173480163584562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c09710f8ce360241" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc09710f8ce360241%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331427984%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D66214B81FE6A73AA353ABAB3A0FB990FC285B201.2EFB6AF1853595ED0F3AAF8205D48DE8D3B9F678%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc09710f8ce360241%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKV8roWOMjU7Vz-8YG2zQ_jY3l7I&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc09710f8ce360241%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331427984%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D66214B81FE6A73AA353ABAB3A0FB990FC285B201.2EFB6AF1853595ED0F3AAF8205D48DE8D3B9F678%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc09710f8ce360241%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKV8roWOMjU7Vz-8YG2zQ_jY3l7I&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-8384098778970667866?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8384098778970667866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/sept-10th-my-little-apple-darling.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/8384098778970667866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/8384098778970667866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/sept-10th-my-little-apple-darling.html' title='Sept 10th My little Apple Darling'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3F7LXx8IwfM/Tm0Aw7ORZeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/OQfmCzX9xac/s72-c/IMG_1107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-3049630984332965793</id><published>2011-09-01T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T20:08:35.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That dang lump in my throat!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today Olivia started kindergarten.  For weeks people have been asking if I thought I would cry.  I immediately responded "HECK NO"!! Olivia was ready for kindergarten a year ago, we were beyond excited and ready. September 1st could not come fast enough for Olivia and me. Not because I wanted to get rid of her but because I knew she would love it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhPCnBH9-_I/Tl-mZqQJbgI/AAAAAAAAAR4/lCrFJOKBN4U/s1600/IMG_1030.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhPCnBH9-_I/Tl-mZqQJbgI/AAAAAAAAAR4/lCrFJOKBN4U/s320/IMG_1030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647415417514847746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well this morning I got the knot in my stomach and a familiar lump in my throat, was I seriously about to cry? I had not even dropped her off yet. Oh crap I was doomed. I pushed it aside and continued to get Olivia ready. Then I took the picture above and about lost it again! She looked so grown up, in a flash the last 5 years flew through my head. When did my baby girl grow up into such a beautiful little lady? I tried to convince her to change her outfit into something..... I don't know more little girlish. No way!! She would not have it. So for the next few minutes I sat and watched her look in the mirror as she smoothed her skirt, adjusted her headband and smiled at her self. (she is very girly and going through a vain stage)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BVQz9cgYvCc/Tl-mZGz3IxI/AAAAAAAAARw/WAJ3R_oG1mI/s1600/IMG_1034.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BVQz9cgYvCc/Tl-mZGz3IxI/AAAAAAAAARw/WAJ3R_oG1mI/s320/IMG_1034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647415408000967442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then a quick picture of the 2 of us and it was off to school. She forced Teagan in a pic, he wasn't to thrilled hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J0sMVb5wTzQ/Tl-l9tr5xfI/AAAAAAAAARo/pokKqASHieU/s1600/IMG_1035.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J0sMVb5wTzQ/Tl-l9tr5xfI/AAAAAAAAARo/pokKqASHieU/s320/IMG_1035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647414937400231410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iPGC-aD0fwU/Tl-l9Q738ZI/AAAAAAAAARg/vgxG7ngX-ho/s1600/IMG_1036.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iPGC-aD0fwU/Tl-l9Q738ZI/AAAAAAAAARg/vgxG7ngX-ho/s320/IMG_1036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647414929682592146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Outside her classroom, here I could see her getting a little nervous. And I was fighting like crazy to hold back that stupid lump in my throat that I knew would bring on the waterworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I quickly herded her into her classroom, her teacher was quick to give her a hug and welcome her. So I gave her a kiss told her I loved her and to have fun and got the heck out of there hoping I would not run into anyone I knew because I knew if I spoke the tears would flow.  I managed to make it home without any tears. But I get close, even now thinking about how grown up she had gotten makes me want to bawl blah LAME!!! So now I realize moms don't cry because there kid is going to school they cry because there baby is all grown up DUH!! But I am so excited for her, she came home bursting with excitement telling me every detail. and as you can see Micah is really happy for her too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RszNrI___jc/Tl-l8lI8MKI/AAAAAAAAARY/S42tsPS-rV0/s1600/IMG_1037.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZRvh4S17vRo/Tl-k-xlxIaI/AAAAAAAAARQ/SBzIxBMcI1g/s1600/IMG_1040.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZRvh4S17vRo/Tl-k-xlxIaI/AAAAAAAAARQ/SBzIxBMcI1g/s320/IMG_1040.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647413856116482466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-3049630984332965793?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3049630984332965793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/that-dang-lump-in-my-throat.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/3049630984332965793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/3049630984332965793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/that-dang-lump-in-my-throat.html' title='That dang lump in my throat!!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhPCnBH9-_I/Tl-mZqQJbgI/AAAAAAAAAR4/lCrFJOKBN4U/s72-c/IMG_1030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-4042929891119644026</id><published>2011-06-07T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T21:57:49.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Micah McKay</title><content type='html'>Well the weeks and weeks of bedrest and painful contractions were well worth it when I held Micah for the 1st time.&lt;div&gt; Monday May 16th I went into my Dr's appointment hoping and praying that I would be dilated enough to be sent up to L&amp;amp;D. I was scheduled to be started Wednesday the 18th (my 39 week mark) but I really was hoping to have things start on there own. He checked me to find I was still a 3 but said my cervix was very flexible (ok whatever that means) and he would not be surprised if he saw me later that night  he then stripped my membranes again made sure I was on the schedule for that Wednesday gave me the info I needed and sent me on my way. I was kinda bummed as I walked out to my car but by the time I got home I was grateful I had 2 days to finish getting ready for baby and make the necessary arrangments for Olivia and Teagan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About 3:00 I started to notice my contractions were becoming more frequent but I ignored them, I had been contracting for weeks so this was not new to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 4:00 I started timing them, about 5 minutes apart. By 5:00 contractions were coming 3-4 minutes apart. I called Adam at 5:30 to see when he would be home, said I think I may be in labor. At this point I think I was still in denial so I didn't make him rush home. I got off the phone with him and called my mom halfway through my conversation with her things got kicked up a notch and really started to hurt so I of course start crying . Thats all my mom needed, she told me to pack up the kids she was on her way to get them. So I start packing the kids stopping every 3-4 minutes to work through a contraction trying so hard to not let Olivia see me cry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 6:30 Adam got home right as my parents showed up and took the kids. Adam asked if I wanted to head up to the hospital but I was still partly in denial so I said no I wanted to wait. I did call L&amp;amp;D to ask them what I should do. They said it could be false labor because I had been stripped that day but I was welcome to come up, if I hadn't progressed in 1hour they would send me home. I did NOT want to go up just to get sent home so I waited and waited finally about 8:30 I could not handle it any longer so we headed up. I do not handle pain well and cannot believe I lasted as long as I did. So we got settled in, my nurse checked me I was relieved to hear I was at a 6 I was not going home YAY!! Now I just needed my epidural and I was good to go. I ended up having to wait almost an hour. I felt bad because I was so grouchy everytime I had a contraction my sister was there and we would all be laughing at something or another then BAM contraction and I would be telling her and Adam to shut up and stop making me laugh.(I don't think they were offended I think they thought it was funny) I finally got my epidural and I was in heaven. We spend the next couple of hours laughing and cracking jokes about delivery and other random things I had the BEST nurse EVER she loved us we were all having good time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister had to bail to go home and feed her baby about 10:30.  At 11:00 I was checked and was at a 8 I assumed baby would most likely come in the next hour or 2 and told my sister. At 11:29 my sis text me and wanted to come back for the delivery I had just been checked and was a 10 and ready for delivery I text her back and said she better hurry my Dr had just arrived and I was gearing up for delivery. 11:32 just as I was about to push she text and said "wait for me" I read it out loud to Adam my Dr, heard and asked if we needed to wait for someone? I knew she would be there soon so I said no lets do this. So we started pushing, 6 minutes later at 11:38 Micah was born. So my sis missed the delivery, it totally cracks me up she missed it by a minute I had just started pushing when she knocked on the door so she waited in the hall until he was born then she came in. He was my fastest delivery, although all mine are pretty quick I am very lucky when it comes to that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now Micah is 3 weeks old and such a sweetheart. He is the best baby ever and we just love having him in our family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-4042929891119644026?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4042929891119644026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/micah-mckay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/4042929891119644026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/4042929891119644026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/micah-mckay.html' title='Micah McKay'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-5343233178337351118</id><published>2011-05-11T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:30:50.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u-mKl-h0AFo/Tctaf1G-jmI/AAAAAAAAARE/i6oLKyw_A1w/s1600/IMG_7236.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u-mKl-h0AFo/Tctaf1G-jmI/AAAAAAAAARE/i6oLKyw_A1w/s320/IMG_7236.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605673664071503458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eC37WEsdIFg/TctaSegfYhI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Jup6JPPd7_w/s1600/IMG_7232.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eC37WEsdIFg/TctaSegfYhI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Jup6JPPd7_w/s320/IMG_7232.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605673434666197522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F4paExMEXNs/TctZ7ePSuuI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/gTIfiqCo-Ek/s1600/IMG_7219.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F4paExMEXNs/TctZ7ePSuuI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/gTIfiqCo-Ek/s320/IMG_7219.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605673039457073890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam graduated on Saturday May 7th 2011. I am so proud of him. My camera was being dumb that day (of course) but thankfully I was able to get some pics. I need to hit up all the family and see what they were able to capture in theres.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-5343233178337351118?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5343233178337351118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/graduation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/5343233178337351118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/5343233178337351118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/graduation.html' title='Graduation!!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u-mKl-h0AFo/Tctaf1G-jmI/AAAAAAAAARE/i6oLKyw_A1w/s72-c/IMG_7236.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-2356461982147298615</id><published>2011-05-11T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:30:50.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Longest 5 weeks EVER!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KB_Uh2iKvwo/TctYFRKeloI/AAAAAAAAAQs/luG0i-V8T6U/s1600/IMG_7248.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KB_Uh2iKvwo/TctYFRKeloI/AAAAAAAAAQs/luG0i-V8T6U/s320/IMG_7248.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605671008722654850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Warning: Really long boring post, mostly for me. Also really bad punctuation and no paragraphs but I don't care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Its definitely been a interesting last couple of weeks.  After being on mild bed rest for 2 weeks from 33to 35weeks. The contractions got so bad I called in to get a last minute appointment with my Dr. to see whats up.  After being checked, finding I was at a 3 &amp;amp; 60% effaced, and a bunch of tears (yes I was crying it hurt that bad) Dr. Horsley decided I was indeed in labor and sent me up to L&amp;amp;D where I was hooked up to the monitors, given one shot to try and stop labor and another shot of  steroids for the baby right in the BUTT. That shot was the WORST and will forever be known as the "shot of fire" seriously it was like a wildfire let loose in my butt cheek constantly spreading it was AWFUL!!! Anyway after 6 hours of hanging out there I was finally released with the instructions to be on strict bed rest which basically allows you to get up to go to the bathroom THATS IT for 2 weeks!!.  I honestly didn't think I would survive. I got SO BORED, you can only watch so much t.v. and my eyes have been kinda weird this pregnancy so I could not sit and read for long. My family and friends were awesome and took the kids a lot. Adam really stepped up and took over keeping the house clean along with dinners, baths and bedtime all while doing homework finishing last minute projects and studying for finals. Yes I know my hubby is awesome!  Anyway the contractions never really stopped just subsided so it made for 2 very long weeks. I finally reached 37 weeks and my Dr. gave me the wonderful news, no more bedrest  YAY I was thrilled and was already planning the long walk I was going to go on, until I realized it was Graduation week and there was no way I was missing Adams graduation. So I basically kept myself down for the rest of the week, fighting the urge to give in to the contractions and go walking. Saturday finally came and with it all the festivities of Graduation. I was so proud of Adam and just could not believe that we were finally at that point in our lives YAY NO MORE SCHOOL (well for now we do have masters lurking in the future) but for now NO MORE SCHOOL.  And now I was free to have the baby. I was sure it would come within the next few days, I mean come on for the last 4 weeks I had been doing everything to keep him from coming and was suffering from some pretty intense contractions . So now I had been given the green light. Monday I went in and had my membranes stripped so now I am positive he is coming that night. Well he didn't but the contractions did 5-6 minutes apart ALL NIGHT LONG!! Needless to say no sleep for me I just waited and waited convinced they would get closer any minute so I could go in. Well the sun came up and the contractions STOPPED until later that afternoon they came back full force and all over the place.  Well now its Wednesday I am 38 weeks today, still no baby but the contractions have been my constant companion popping in at random times, they seem to get the hardest at night which is so weird not sure why. So I am just waiting,  its so weird, all this time I have been trying to just keep him cooking a little longer and now when its ok for him to come he won't budge. I wonder if this is a glimpse of his personality. Oh well if he has not come by the 16th  my Dr. will start me so either way I will be holding my sweet baby in 1 week I am so excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-2356461982147298615?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2356461982147298615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/longest-4-weeks-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/2356461982147298615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/2356461982147298615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/longest-4-weeks-ever.html' title='Longest 5 weeks EVER!!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KB_Uh2iKvwo/TctYFRKeloI/AAAAAAAAAQs/luG0i-V8T6U/s72-c/IMG_7248.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-7143718287558796779</id><published>2011-04-01T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T11:32:07.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fools!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Best April Fools ever!! Let me just say I have NEVER and I mean NEVER pulled a April fools joke before. I have always wanted to but either could never think of something worthy of doing or would just plain out forget what day it was until it was too late. Well today was different, I sent a text out to some family and friends something like this.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                              &lt;b&gt; Surprise!! Look who decided to make a appearance.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;                                               Baby arrived @ 3:44am this morning 5lbs 19inches&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;                                                          Mom and baby are doing great!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XFqadsbMfqQ/TZYZBIhNiSI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Jd1Dp0XXrmY/s320/random%2Bbaby.aspx" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 160px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590683494684395810" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mean? Yes. Completely hilarious and totally worth the chewing out I got DEFINITELY!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-7143718287558796779?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7143718287558796779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/april-fools.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/7143718287558796779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/7143718287558796779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/april-fools.html' title='April Fools!!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XFqadsbMfqQ/TZYZBIhNiSI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Jd1Dp0XXrmY/s72-c/random%2Bbaby.aspx' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-8209856889282905064</id><published>2011-03-25T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T18:24:42.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>31 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EWajrJDEeIo/TY1ACGDsDQI/AAAAAAAAAQc/MZbVxwgV5tM/s1600/IMG_7119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EWajrJDEeIo/TY1ACGDsDQI/AAAAAAAAAQc/MZbVxwgV5tM/s320/IMG_7119.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588193117366652162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oMkQhlixIxM/TY0_4TLDW6I/AAAAAAAAAQU/pXhHfXDs9hs/s1600/IMG_7116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oMkQhlixIxM/TY0_4TLDW6I/AAAAAAAAAQU/pXhHfXDs9hs/s320/IMG_7116.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588192949088508834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;This pic does not do justice to how huge I feel. I am so ready to meet this little guy I can hardly stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think he is getting pretty anxious too, I went to the Dr. last week and had a ultrasound and discovered that baby is measuring 9 DAYS bigger so if I went to term I could have a 9 POUNDER are you freaking kidding me?!!  Well after that awesome news (sense my sarcasm) I met with the doctor, unfortunately Dr. Horsley was in surgeries so I met with another Doctor who said the option of changing my due date would need to be discussed with Horsley (fine whatever) anyway I told her about the AWFUL braxton hicks I have been having and I mean AWFUL they are more than uncomfortable I can deal with that. She did an exam and found out that I have started dilating its not much but I am (or was) 30% effaced and a 1+ nothing to get freaked out about but something to keep an eye on.  Because of my history with Teagan of going in to a appointment with NO contractions whatsoever and discovering that I was dilated to a 5 100% effaced and in active labor, I am kinda concerned. Well I am still having the intense braxton hicks so I am kinda wondering whats up with the cervix now almost 2 weeks later. I meet with the Dr, next thursday so hopefully I can survive that long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-8209856889282905064?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8209856889282905064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2011/03/31-weeks.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/8209856889282905064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/8209856889282905064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2011/03/31-weeks.html' title='31 weeks'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EWajrJDEeIo/TY1ACGDsDQI/AAAAAAAAAQc/MZbVxwgV5tM/s72-c/IMG_7119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-4903841557226102860</id><published>2011-02-15T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T15:14:53.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Milestone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I-qaJcbg8vQ/TVsG5MFFEDI/AAAAAAAAAPs/k1DsGaKiShc/s1600/olivia.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I-qaJcbg8vQ/TVsG5MFFEDI/AAAAAAAAAPs/k1DsGaKiShc/s320/olivia.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574056543365959730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5HRqIZx_u2M/TVsFsnz-sQI/AAAAAAAAAPk/JpBxifcgpcs/s1600/IMG_7097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5HRqIZx_u2M/TVsFsnz-sQI/AAAAAAAAAPk/JpBxifcgpcs/s320/IMG_7097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574055227960504578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't think much of it until it happens to your little girl.  Then your like WOW my baby is growing up. Olivia lost her 1st tooth and is about to lose another right next to it. Somewhere along the last 5 years my baby girl grew up and is now losing teeth, learning to ride a bike without training wheels, making her own sandwiches and so many other things that excite me and make me so proud of the sweet little girl she is growing up to me. But then there is the part of my heart that misses that little butterball baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-4903841557226102860?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4903841557226102860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2011/02/milestone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/4903841557226102860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/4903841557226102860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2011/02/milestone.html' title='Milestone'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I-qaJcbg8vQ/TVsG5MFFEDI/AAAAAAAAAPs/k1DsGaKiShc/s72-c/olivia.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-3107853734386721697</id><published>2011-01-24T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T17:45:54.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Future Moviestar</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GrTt86TSwSA?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="295"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a very small part but your looking at a future moviestar.&lt;br /&gt;(pay attention to the little girl towards the end its Olivia)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-3107853734386721697?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3107853734386721697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/future-moviestar_24.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/3107853734386721697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/3107853734386721697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/future-moviestar_24.html' title='Future Moviestar'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/GrTt86TSwSA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-5184260359611090807</id><published>2010-12-03T19:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T20:02:51.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Official</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am pregnant and can no longer keep it a secret, its very obvious I have "popped" I guess thats what happens when your on baby #3 and your stomach muscles mock you with there lack to just hold it in a little longer. So here it is my prego belly at 15 weeks. I feel quite fat and awkward and am pretty dang miserable after 9 weeks of being sick Sick SICK I think I am seeing the end of it  ( I hope, man I really hope) Still have my crap days but things are getting better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/TPm6K5IwJ-I/AAAAAAAAAPU/YqgelzZSfhU/s1600/IMG_6837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/TPm6K5IwJ-I/AAAAAAAAAPU/YqgelzZSfhU/s320/IMG_6837.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546669112382466018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway baby number 3 is due May 25th and we are very excited (and scared to death) Olivia cannot stop talking about her new sister even though we continue to try and prep her that it may be a boy.  So now she has resorted to begging for a sister in her prayers.  But of course we will ALL love what we get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-5184260359611090807?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5184260359611090807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-official.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/5184260359611090807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/5184260359611090807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-official.html' title='Its Official'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/TPm6K5IwJ-I/AAAAAAAAAPU/YqgelzZSfhU/s72-c/IMG_6837.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-4835157642872151141</id><published>2010-11-22T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T07:26:06.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow</title><content type='html'>Its snowing, and I am curled up with my kids watching Curious George and drinking hot chocolate. This is a perfect day, and its only 8:30 am. I love a good blizzard and cannot wait to bundle myself and the kids up and get out there. WOOHOO for snow!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-4835157642872151141?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4835157642872151141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2010/11/snow.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/4835157642872151141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/4835157642872151141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2010/11/snow.html' title='Snow'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-1713797971159117578</id><published>2010-07-09T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T10:17:53.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Motherhood: An Eternal Partnership with God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/TDdYmyZz3YI/AAAAAAAAAOg/v-_0P2wIykU/s1600/IMG_6285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/TDdYmyZz3YI/AAAAAAAAAOg/v-_0P2wIykU/s320/IMG_6285.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491955693989911938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its nice to have a reminder now and then that the lord is aware.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/WbYLKVgwztY/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WbYLKVgwztY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WbYLKVgwztY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-1713797971159117578?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1713797971159117578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2010/07/motherhood-eternal-partnership-with-god.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/1713797971159117578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/1713797971159117578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2010/07/motherhood-eternal-partnership-with-god.html' title='Motherhood: An Eternal Partnership with God'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/TDdYmyZz3YI/AAAAAAAAAOg/v-_0P2wIykU/s72-c/IMG_6285.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-1152972444098861831</id><published>2010-06-22T13:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T13:54:43.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hugging my kids just a little longer</title><content type='html'>So while blogstalking today I came across this on one of my friends blogs. I was instantly hit with how blessed I truly am, for every moment and child Heavenly Father has given me to hold and guide through life!&lt;br /&gt;I love my kids and after reading this womans blog, I will hold my kids just a little longer tonight read that extra story and strive to be more patient and loving with my kids.&lt;br /&gt;And when I am having a bad day and my kids are driving me CRAZY I will read this again and be reminded of how blessed I really am!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wearentperfect.com/2010/06/tears-for-tiny-life-lost.html"&gt;www.wearentperfect.com/2010/06/tears-for-tiny-life-lost.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-1152972444098861831?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1152972444098861831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/hugging-my-kids-just-little-longer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/1152972444098861831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/1152972444098861831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/hugging-my-kids-just-little-longer.html' title='Hugging my kids just a little longer'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-1020777490316849912</id><published>2010-05-12T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T15:23:30.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playdate</title><content type='html'>Today was my turn to host our weekly playdate group. I look forward to this every week, not only does it allow for Olivia to play with her friends and learn some social skills, but I get to have ADULT conversations with the other moms YAY! Anyway I am so proud of my craftiness today (craftiness does not come easy for me) we made "Princess Tiana" crowns and for snack we had "Prince Naveen frog" cupcakes. The girls loved there crowns and had a blast "kissing" there frogs and then picking the eyes and mouths off the frogs and making them talk to eachother. For example "Hi I am a one eyed frog prince" Kids are awesome, it was so funny.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S-sNDkYV53I/AAAAAAAAAOY/483b4QGfaVM/s1600/IMG_5946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470480527328143218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S-sNDkYV53I/AAAAAAAAAOY/483b4QGfaVM/s320/IMG_5946.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This guy got kinda smashed he did look better earlier :)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S-sMuGhBy_I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Sx6JRcG0DV8/s1600/IMG_5941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470480158534257650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S-sMuGhBy_I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Sx6JRcG0DV8/s320/IMG_5941.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S-sMMnVKMtI/AAAAAAAAAOI/hq8Q195mySE/s1600/IMG_5940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470479583227294418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S-sMMnVKMtI/AAAAAAAAAOI/hq8Q195mySE/s320/IMG_5940.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/3368854352792357198-1020777490316849912?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1020777490316849912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2010/05/playdate.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/1020777490316849912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/1020777490316849912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2010/05/playdate.html' title='Playdate'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S-sNDkYV53I/AAAAAAAAAOY/483b4QGfaVM/s72-c/IMG_5946.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-148001248184254919</id><published>2010-05-08T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T11:25:36.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mothers Day!!</title><content type='html'>This weekend is Mothers Day as you all know. So I just wanted to give a shout out to the best Mom ever, my mom. Mom thanks for being my best friend. Being a shoulder to cry on and someone to laugh with. I appreciate all you have taught me throughout my life to make me a better person. You are and always have been a perfect example of the woman I want to become I love you so much!!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mothers Day!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S-WrF8f7SkI/AAAAAAAAAOA/rY592Cip9bQ/s1600/mothers+day.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468965441139067458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S-WrF8f7SkI/AAAAAAAAAOA/rY592Cip9bQ/s320/mothers+day.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-148001248184254919?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/148001248184254919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/148001248184254919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/148001248184254919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mothers Day!!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S-WrF8f7SkI/AAAAAAAAAOA/rY592Cip9bQ/s72-c/mothers+day.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-767313984122666766</id><published>2010-04-30T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T22:10:55.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Drive</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v_8lAj-DRvU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v_8lAj-DRvU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-767313984122666766?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/767313984122666766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/old-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/767313984122666766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/767313984122666766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/old-people.html' title='Sunday Drive'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-5593784583074649956</id><published>2010-04-25T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T09:01:59.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I stumbled upon this one day and really liked it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/jNVPalNZD_I/hqdefault.jpg); WIDTH: 476px; HEIGHT: 221px" width="476" height="221"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jNVPalNZD_I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jNVPalNZD_I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-5593784583074649956?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5593784583074649956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/moments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/5593784583074649956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/5593784583074649956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/moments.html' title='Moments'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-6257906820342520989</id><published>2010-04-09T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T19:32:00.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Storage</title><content type='html'>So I really really wish I could say this is what my food storage stash looks like. But sadly I must say it really looks more like..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S7_YSXwiQDI/AAAAAAAAAN4/B9S0zlblDWg/s1600/food+storage+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458319083523162162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S7_YSXwiQDI/AAAAAAAAAN4/B9S0zlblDWg/s320/food+storage+pic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             ........ this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S7_X6xTs8nI/AAAAAAAAANw/dONKb1X3sx4/s1600/display_food%2520bank.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458318678064689778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S7_X6xTs8nI/AAAAAAAAANw/dONKb1X3sx4/s320/display_food%2520bank.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok maybe not THAT bad but really if a major disaster occured I would not be a very happy camper.  Don't get me wrong we have "food" but we rotate through the good stuff so fast all I am really left with in  large quantity is chilli and green beans and our 1 year food supply boxes from the cannery and honestly when it comes down to it I wonder how the food in those mystery cans is really going to taste. Maybe I will be pleasantly surprised, or maybe not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway there is a reason for my rambling, the other day as I was mulling over my concern for my lack of food storage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister called and invited me to a "food party" at her house she's like "Its like a Mary Kay party but they sell food" Ugh I shuddered at the thought I DESPISE Mary Kay parties. But I am supportive and awesome so I went. Upon arrival I loaded up a plate with food and plopped in a chair ready to endure the next hour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Freeze dried food was the subject of the night &lt;a href="http://www.shelfreliance.com/"&gt;www.shelfreliance.com&lt;/a&gt;  and when she told us that the chicken salad I was chowing down on was made from there freeze dried chicken, onions and celeryand the juicy bluberries in the muffins were too I was sold. I know freeze dried meat sounds weird but it was so good, and it may lack some nutrients (maybe not sure) but when disaster strikes I know you will all be flocking to my house for my chicken and ham (also delicious) You just add water and BAM soft yummy bluberries, BAM, strawberries,mangos, oranges (ok that one was weird) and my favorite one BROWNIES  mix!! Just add water because really unless you have a chicken, you willl not have any eggs. So anyway if you made it this far in my very long rant congratulations! I am super excited for this find and plan on stocking up on alot of there products especially the fruit. Of course I will continue buying and rotating my cans but I feel good now knowing I will have a little extra flare to add to my dreary emergency food :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-6257906820342520989?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6257906820342520989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/food-storage.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/6257906820342520989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/6257906820342520989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/food-storage.html' title='Food Storage'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S7_YSXwiQDI/AAAAAAAAAN4/B9S0zlblDWg/s72-c/food+storage+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-1799332230225512817</id><published>2010-03-20T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:16:09.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S6VXHxldnCI/AAAAAAAAANY/DpWl81c-j0I/s1600-h/IMG_4354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S6VXHxldnCI/AAAAAAAAANY/DpWl81c-j0I/s320/IMG_4354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450858715083021346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its happened I am now officially a member of the 4 eyes club. I have been in denial for quite some time but finally broke down and went to the eye doctor. No surprise I was given glasses. So here they are not sure if I like this yet or not but I guess this is what happens when you start to get old. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-1799332230225512817?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1799332230225512817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/4-eyes.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/1799332230225512817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/1799332230225512817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/4-eyes.html' title='4 eyes'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S6VXHxldnCI/AAAAAAAAANY/DpWl81c-j0I/s72-c/IMG_4354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-3164831809396006743</id><published>2010-02-21T12:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T12:52:52.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Pants?</title><content type='html'>Me: Olivia please go put some pants on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia: Mom, I can't. I am playing soccer and soccer people do not wear pants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S4GbOn2KeSI/AAAAAAAAANI/D6qYuHb0tLk/s1600-h/IMG_4243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440800500356905250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S4GbOn2KeSI/AAAAAAAAANI/D6qYuHb0tLk/s320/IMG_4243.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-3164831809396006743?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3164831809396006743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-pants.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/3164831809396006743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/3164831809396006743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-pants.html' title='No Pants?'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S4GbOn2KeSI/AAAAAAAAANI/D6qYuHb0tLk/s72-c/IMG_4243.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-1473466891066033531</id><published>2010-01-29T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T22:28:05.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aggie Pride</title><content type='html'>Tonight we took Olivia to see the Aggie Gymnastic team. Here are some pics of the highlights of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S2PNa826GZI/AAAAAAAAAM0/RxV5b68kg3M/s1600-h/IMG_4139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432411438435670418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S2PNa826GZI/AAAAAAAAAM0/RxV5b68kg3M/s320/IMG_4139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On our way up the elevater (spelling) we met Big Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S2PNaMuIYGI/AAAAAAAAAMs/zQ6Sd-6_UGk/s1600-h/IMG_4140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432411425513955426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S2PNaMuIYGI/AAAAAAAAAMs/zQ6Sd-6_UGk/s320/IMG_4140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; snagged some more pics with him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S2PNZpgHYoI/AAAAAAAAAMk/N9jG6D2ZMcw/s1600-h/IMG_4141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432411416059929218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S2PNZpgHYoI/AAAAAAAAAMk/N9jG6D2ZMcw/s320/IMG_4141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S2PNZKuKR2I/AAAAAAAAAMc/WEwD9QFGKdM/s1600-h/IMG_4143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432411407797340002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S2PNZKuKR2I/AAAAAAAAAMc/WEwD9QFGKdM/s320/IMG_4143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Teagan was basically wondering where he was the whole time&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S2PMhEJVJpI/AAAAAAAAAMU/ruBhX5Beexs/s1600-h/IMG_4143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 332px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432410443959576210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S2PMhEJVJpI/AAAAAAAAAMU/ruBhX5Beexs/s320/IMG_4143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whoops put it twice                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S2PMgsDL_YI/AAAAAAAAAMM/3Tuf6_ECwUI/s1600-h/IMG_4145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432410437491359106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S2PMgsDL_YI/AAAAAAAAAMM/3Tuf6_ECwUI/s320/IMG_4145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We made it on the Jumbo tron YAY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S2PMfzl_MgI/AAAAAAAAAME/232gNHLHAIk/s1600-h/IMG_4146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432410422336500226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S2PMfzl_MgI/AAAAAAAAAME/232gNHLHAIk/s320/IMG_4146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Olivia insisted she get her poster signed so we stood in a ridiculous long line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S2PMfJa1yKI/AAAAAAAAAL8/CggjIjhSv9A/s1600-h/IMG_4148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432410411015456930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S2PMfJa1yKI/AAAAAAAAAL8/CggjIjhSv9A/s320/IMG_4148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She was beyond excited to talk to the girls she kept saying "you did such a good job"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I am going to do flips when I am big" and finally "your awesome"&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S2PMerDRsRI/AAAAAAAAAL0/r0pOREru2d4/s1600-h/IMG_4149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432410402863558930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S2PMerDRsRI/AAAAAAAAAL0/r0pOREru2d4/s320/IMG_4149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had such a fun time. Olivia kept saying "this was the best day ever" *sigh* "what a nice day"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha she's awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-1473466891066033531?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1473466891066033531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/aggie-pride.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/1473466891066033531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/1473466891066033531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/aggie-pride.html' title='Aggie Pride'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S2PNa826GZI/AAAAAAAAAM0/RxV5b68kg3M/s72-c/IMG_4139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-1408284865040192739</id><published>2010-01-16T11:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T11:48:50.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby turns1!</title><content type='html'>Teagan turned one yesterday. I can't believe its been one year since he joined our little family. Teagan has been such a blessing to us he has the sweetest little spirit and a very busy personality. He has kept us hopping since he discovered movement @ 2-3 months by rolling everywhere then crawling at 6 months and WALKING @ 9. I have loved every second with him, and look forward to watching him grow and develop more and more. Happy Birthday Teagan!!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S1ISgSRf44I/AAAAAAAAALs/FXirKSSboBI/s1600-h/IMG_4071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427420846805214082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S1ISgSRf44I/AAAAAAAAALs/FXirKSSboBI/s320/IMG_4071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love my little guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S1ISf_VhMII/AAAAAAAAALk/bWQgY6Z8fdY/s1600-h/IMG_4070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427420841721802882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S1ISf_VhMII/AAAAAAAAALk/bWQgY6Z8fdY/s320/IMG_4070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is my attempt @ making a him a dinosaur cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with a dino egg.( yes thats supposed to be a egg).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S1ISffRwKuI/AAAAAAAAALc/itdtLlXH_5w/s1600-h/IMG_4069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427420833116072674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S1ISffRwKuI/AAAAAAAAALc/itdtLlXH_5w/s320/IMG_4069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I didn't get to many pics, we mostly videoed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S1ISe_K40KI/AAAAAAAAALU/XcpI-29XllQ/s1600-h/IMG_4074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427420824497344674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S1ISe_K40KI/AAAAAAAAALU/XcpI-29XllQ/s320/IMG_4074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just getting started!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S1IPxVFUiPI/AAAAAAAAALM/J--6pMiZsW8/s1600-h/IMG_4088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427417841082337522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S1IPxVFUiPI/AAAAAAAAALM/J--6pMiZsW8/s320/IMG_4088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I LOVE CAKE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S1IPw1bO_uI/AAAAAAAAALE/lrsoVODmVCI/s1600-h/IMG_4092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427417832584314594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S1IPw1bO_uI/AAAAAAAAALE/lrsoVODmVCI/s320/IMG_4092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All done, so yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-1408284865040192739?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1408284865040192739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-baby-turns1.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/1408284865040192739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/1408284865040192739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-baby-turns1.html' title='My baby turns1!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/S1ISgSRf44I/AAAAAAAAALs/FXirKSSboBI/s72-c/IMG_4071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-614923292759423804</id><published>2009-11-07T18:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T18:49:56.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with Nature</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So I have been trying really hard to do more crafts with Olivia she is a very busy person and when not directed can get into some serious trouble. So I have been trying to come up with some ideas to do with her that will take up some of the long hours of the day. So I found this really cool blog that has tons of ideas one of which was this leaf wreath. So Olivia and I and her easter basket headed out on a leaf hunt, I was not sure how this would go or if we would even find any leaves worth using since all the ones in our yard are now dried up and crumbly. But after walking about 3 blocks we were able to fill her basket with wreath worthy leaves next we picked some berries off one of our bushes and we were set. I found a sturdy paper plate cut the middle out and we started gluing only to find out Elmers did not work grrrr so we broke out the the big guns......... well gun. (how I do love my glue gun) after we glued as much on as Olivia wanted she added her berries picked out a bow and WALLLAAAHH just look and our masterpeice we had alot of fun doing this and it was nice to get out and go for a walk too.  And now we have a nice wreath to go on the front door and Olivia is thrilled everytime she sees it out there. Today she was yelling at people walking/running by to come look at it. So if you happen to be passing my house and see a four year old yelling stuff at you chances are she wants you to come see her masterpeice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SvYuPNODPkI/AAAAAAAAAK8/P5baOra7fno/s1600-h/IMG_3606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401555641858997826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SvYuPNODPkI/AAAAAAAAAK8/P5baOra7fno/s320/IMG_3606.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SvYt_SHuOdI/AAAAAAAAAK0/1UUOqtM_3MU/s1600-h/IMG_3605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401555368296724946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SvYt_SHuOdI/AAAAAAAAAK0/1UUOqtM_3MU/s320/IMG_3605.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SvYtiTZoysI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wS4mL2lZsI0/s1600-h/IMG_3609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401554870424095426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SvYtiTZoysI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wS4mL2lZsI0/s320/IMG_3609.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3368854352792357198-614923292759423804?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/614923292759423804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/fun-with-nature.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/614923292759423804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/614923292759423804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/fun-with-nature.html' title='Fun with Nature'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SvYuPNODPkI/AAAAAAAAAK8/P5baOra7fno/s72-c/IMG_3606.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-7751422119658372014</id><published>2009-10-22T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T13:36:57.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kayleeny Houdini</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For Olivia's 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday I wanted to do something fun! Something she had never &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;experienced&lt;/span&gt; before so I asked my sister if she could pull together a few magic tricks and have a little show, little did I know my sister is......................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SuC6nekKDFI/AAAAAAAAAKY/G7qv2es5kqA/s1600-h/IMG_3360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395517540972235858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SuC6nekKDFI/AAAAAAAAAKY/G7qv2es5kqA/s320/IMG_3360.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kayleeny&lt;/span&gt; Houdini!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yes complete with her own fog to appear. It was so fun we had the kids count to three and shout Abra &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cadabra&lt;/span&gt; and POOF she appeared the kids were in serous awe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SuC58U3PFCI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/T68eZTARXDk/s1600-h/IMG_3346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395516799633527842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SuC58U3PFCI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/T68eZTARXDk/s320/IMG_3346.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; It was so fun to see the look of amazement as things disappeared and reappeared. Switched places, magically she even had her wand float. I was even in awe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SuC5tobWHhI/AAAAAAAAAKI/L2LU1zD3YIQ/s1600-h/IMG_3345.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395516547187219986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SuC5tobWHhI/AAAAAAAAAKI/L2LU1zD3YIQ/s320/IMG_3345.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My sister is awesome check out her sweet costume&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SuC5UZbA4cI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Kce2sANMVhE/s1600-h/IMG_3343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395516113662566850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SuC5UZbA4cI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Kce2sANMVhE/s320/IMG_3343.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Safe to say I think it was a big hit!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SuC43cgWQTI/AAAAAAAAAJw/gca1yovpUE4/s1600-h/IMG_3348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395515616274039090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SuC43cgWQTI/AAAAAAAAAJw/gca1yovpUE4/s320/IMG_3348.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thank you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kayleen&lt;/span&gt; for being such a AWESOME sister and doing this for Livvy she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; LOVED it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-7751422119658372014?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7751422119658372014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/kayleeny-houdini.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/7751422119658372014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/7751422119658372014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/kayleeny-houdini.html' title='Kayleeny Houdini'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SuC6nekKDFI/AAAAAAAAAKY/G7qv2es5kqA/s72-c/IMG_3360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-4792110456038748907</id><published>2009-10-05T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T21:23:01.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out for a walk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SsrBsu2G7NI/AAAAAAAAAJo/5pBr98qNUtA/s1600-h/IMG_3256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389332878335601874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SsrBsu2G7NI/AAAAAAAAAJo/5pBr98qNUtA/s320/IMG_3256.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Olivia is not adjusting to this cold weather at all! &lt;div&gt;She loves to be outside and the last few days have been way to nasty to let her out plus it's quite the ordeal to get her to dress warm. So since tonight was not to bad we decided to head out for a walk. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SsrBSv-v84I/AAAAAAAAAJg/zxwoM5fmmdQ/s1600-h/IMG_3259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389332431963681666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SsrBSv-v84I/AAAAAAAAAJg/zxwoM5fmmdQ/s320/IMG_3259.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia took this :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SsrA8UH2pyI/AAAAAAAAAJY/nbG0GOzwI8A/s1600-h/IMG_3258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389332046528554786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SsrA8UH2pyI/AAAAAAAAAJY/nbG0GOzwI8A/s320/IMG_3258.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She was so cute with her little baby and stroller, everytime I would stop to check Teagan she would "check" her baby to and adjust the blanket. Such a good little "mommy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SsrAtW2GxtI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/9iZPi1cu8g4/s1600-h/IMG_3262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389331789561382610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SsrAtW2GxtI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/9iZPi1cu8g4/s320/IMG_3262.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is in my neighbors yard Olivia liked it because it's like the one at Disneyland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 322px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389331508769083842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SsrAdA0AUcI/AAAAAAAAAJI/MjcZx_rpSd8/s320/IMG_3256.JPG" /&gt;Sorry for the duplicate I had no idea how to delete it. But &lt;div&gt;dang aren't my kids cute :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-4792110456038748907?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4792110456038748907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/out-for-walk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/4792110456038748907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/4792110456038748907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/out-for-walk.html' title='Out for a walk.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SsrBsu2G7NI/AAAAAAAAAJo/5pBr98qNUtA/s72-c/IMG_3256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-7079457486057495267</id><published>2009-09-18T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T09:27:52.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing SO fast!!</title><content type='html'>Well I really should not be that surprised, but Teagan is now standing on his own. I knew this would come eventually just one more step closer to walking. I must admit I usually make him sit back down I am not quite ready to have him walking. He gets in enough trouble crawling around which he started at about 6 months. He never was a baby to just sit in one spot and play contently. He is such a cute little stinker though LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382838492922352162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SrOvFv3vkiI/AAAAAAAAAJA/N-43oic0FhI/s320/IMG_3143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there is my sweet little Olivia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 356px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382834148763566178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SrOrI4nlAGI/AAAAAAAAAI4/wCK17vNLkJA/s320/IMG_3049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After months of begging to go to school, the day finally arrived, Olivia went to preschool. I cannot believe she is old enough to go. Where has the time gone. Anyway enough of my sentimental mommy feelings (I really could go on and on) Olivia LOVES preschool and her teacher. She does not quite understand why she cannot go every day so we finally had to get a calendar so she can cross off days and know which days are preschool. She is making new friends and was so excited to see that her friend Paige who had moved from our ward is in her class and as of right now as Olivia puts it "My very best friend" kids are soo cute!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So life goes on my kids are growing up which makes life a little more crazy and hectic! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya and did I mention Teagans hair is going curly.....SO EXCITED!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/3368854352792357198-7079457486057495267?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7079457486057495267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/growing-so-fast.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/7079457486057495267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/7079457486057495267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/growing-so-fast.html' title='Growing SO fast!!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SrOvFv3vkiI/AAAAAAAAAJA/N-43oic0FhI/s72-c/IMG_3143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-2111991604195859270</id><published>2009-09-02T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T15:29:30.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fish Anyone?</title><content type='html'>The other day we were out at my moms, she was preparing some fish my dad had caught. Olivia was watching and I could tell she was in deep thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia: Grandma what are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;My mom: Making fish for dinner, I am putting seasoning on so it will taste good when we eat it&lt;br /&gt;Olivia:(long pause)Childs of God don't eat fish&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-2111991604195859270?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2111991604195859270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/fish-anyone.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/2111991604195859270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/2111991604195859270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/fish-anyone.html' title='Fish Anyone?'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-201860104681783716</id><published>2009-09-01T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T00:36:39.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why can't I stay up on my blog?</title><content type='html'>LAME!! I set up a blog mostly because I really hate writing in journals I am awful at it, typing is so much easier. So I wanted to keep a record of my life and all the funny and crazy things my kids do and yet I have missed so much the last couple of months things I swore I would never forget and saddly I did :( So here goes fresh start, and trying to remember some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Teagan is now 7 1/2 months and is extremely mobile, what am I saying that kid has been getting himself around a room since 4 months he would literally roll himself to get to things then that merged into the inch worm butt up then down it was sooo funny to watch then came the army crawl then he figured out how to sit up and by 6 months he was crawling and pulling himself up to furniture and FALLING!! Poor kid always had a bruise somewhere because once he was up he had no idea how to get down. He has now mastered the sitting straight down part but now Teagan is starting to test out the "letting go see how long I last standing" so I guess we have a few more bruises down the road. I just can't believe that he is almost 8 months he is just so grown up. He is also the sweetest little guy and he abslolutly adores Olivia he just follows her all around the house. If he can't find her he sits on his bottom and whines until she reappears and then all is well and he crawls after her it is so cute. The other day she was sitting in her litttle rocking chair and he crawled over and stood by her and then I hear Olivia say "No Teagan I am not your binki" I looked over and he was sucking on her arm laughing it was so funny she would push him off and he would laugh and start doing it again this continued with him finding this hilarious and Olivia not so amused until I saved her and distracted him with toys. I love that he is starting to get playful he now knows the little games we play and will try and start them. The other night I was staying at my Grandma's it was like one in the morning and Teagan was not tired I was exhausted. I was sleeping on a air mattress and had Teagan a little bed made up on the floor next to me. Well we play this game where I put his binki in my mouth backwards and then he will try and get it (I am sure all you moms are familair with this game) anyway on this particular night Teagan decided he wanted to play so he kept crawling on me laughing trying to put his binki in my mouth. The more I resisted and tried not to laugh the funnier he thought it was. I ended up laughing which did not help my cause to get him to sleep but he is so stinkin cute it was worth the hour or so of missed sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Now Olivia my sweet little princess who is going through her "I am the princess do what I say or I will have you beheaded" phase will be turning 4 in just over a month. I can't believe it's been that long since I held her in my arms for the 1st time so tiny and helpless and now she hardly needs me for anything. She is very independant but also very loving and she does still need her daily dose of kisses and hugs which I am grateful for. She is such a good big sister she loves Teagan and wants him everywhere she is. If he is not keeping up fast enough she scoops him up and drags him where she wants him which is usually a fort she has made. She is so creative she constantly has me laughing at the random stories she makes up and the things she says. The other day she was "reading" one of her Olivia the pig books and she looks up at me, furrows her brow and very seriously points at the little boy pig and says "Mom is that my brother when I was a pig" awww the things that go through those little brains I love it. She is always saying the funniest things and I am always so sure I will never forget but I do and I did and I am so sad about it. So I really need to get my butt back in blogging gear and write all that down. *sigh* I just love my little stinkers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-201860104681783716?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/201860104681783716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-cant-i-stay-up-on-my-blog.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/201860104681783716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/201860104681783716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-cant-i-stay-up-on-my-blog.html' title='Why can&apos;t I stay up on my blog?'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-8953601650285407367</id><published>2009-05-24T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T14:17:35.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teagan is 4 months!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Shm4AYUg15I/AAAAAAAAAIA/WHu5JXbESsM/s1600-h/IMG_4483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339501149892433810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Shm4AYUg15I/AAAAAAAAAIA/WHu5JXbESsM/s320/IMG_4483.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am the worst blogger EVER!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well Teagan is now 4 months and is so grown up he laughs all the time and is sooooo happy!! I know Olivia was a pretty good baby but I think Teagan takes the cake he never fusses unless he needs something. He has started on cereal and LOVES it, he is so cute when he sees it coming he opens his mouth like a little bird and coos. Heres some random pics I took this month, and a video I took, Olivia is always in Teagans face and I guess Teagan had enough because when she started growling at him he started yelling back it was so funny I only caught the last couple of seconds because I could not find my camera in time but those two went at it at least 3 minutes straight ENJOY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-57674f4afee48ca" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D057674f4afee48ca%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331427984%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D304920410A58E5BF0A6BE681D7B009826EEAC983.4170A6805C2A09D68BF07FE3D604FB8812571749%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D57674f4afee48ca%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKvF925Q8GxFrZM_3oahfZu4bJkI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D057674f4afee48ca%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331427984%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D304920410A58E5BF0A6BE681D7B009826EEAC983.4170A6805C2A09D68BF07FE3D604FB8812571749%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D57674f4afee48ca%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKvF925Q8GxFrZM_3oahfZu4bJkI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Shm4zW8NXcI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/dbsr8PGTPl4/s1600-h/IMG_4388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-8953601650285407367?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=57674f4afee48ca&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8953601650285407367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/teagan-is-4-months.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/8953601650285407367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/8953601650285407367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/teagan-is-4-months.html' title='Teagan is 4 months!!!!!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Shm4AYUg15I/AAAAAAAAAIA/WHu5JXbESsM/s72-c/IMG_4483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-2683512018812968007</id><published>2009-05-03T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T21:03:53.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghetto Circus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Sf5c0UEfQdI/AAAAAAAAAG4/2Bhjx13utV0/s1600-h/IMG_4455%5B2%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331801062663733714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Sf5c0UEfQdI/AAAAAAAAAG4/2Bhjx13utV0/s320/IMG_4455%5B2%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                      So let me just start by saying we did NOT pay for these tickets.&lt;br /&gt;Adam comes home from work one day and has tickets to the Gatti Circus which was coming to Logan. We thought it would be fun to take Olivia and invite some friends. So we got some more free tickets (courtesy of Papa Johns) and invited our friends Derek, Amanda and their little girl London who is Olivia'a age. So we head to the fairgrounds where it was located and see no sign of a circus (I was looking for a circus tent or something) but we did notice like 5 cars in the small parking lot by the animal shed (you know the big one that holds the cows at fair time) As we are waiting to hand over our tickets we overhear the actual price of this thing, $20 per adult $7 per child so the lady in front of us payed $25 dollars (lucky her she had a $2 off coupon) GEEZ. We walk in and are greeted by the smell of secondhand smoke and cow crap and the creepiest carnies EVER!! Well no need to worry about finding good seats there was pretty much no one there, we got front row, center seats. So this carnie comes over and tries to sell us snowcones then proceeds to tell is about the "special" snowcones he could bring us later (UHHHH ok I think this guy is on something) Then the guy selling popcorn comes over and I wanted a pic for my blog so I said "smile" and HOLYCRAP he only had one tooth top center I tried really hard not to laugh WOW! It was extremely ghetto and every person working there had like 6 different jobs. The Ringmaster sang the National Anthem and then sang"Come fly away" while some girls swung on ropes. About every ten minutes the Ringmaster would put a plug in for some treat or item to buy and then all the kids would start bugging their parents to buy them something. Then came the AWESOME part, at halftime Olivia and I rode a elephant yes I rode an elephant cost me $16 but who knows when I would get the chance again. Even though it was ghetto we had a good time and Olivia loved it and it was free! So for those of you who missed out on this awesome expierance, (which is all of you because trust me I would have seen you there) &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Sf5esLqhEHI/AAAAAAAAAHI/sjkSlYVX1yQ/s1600-h/IMG_4401%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331803121991618674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Sf5esLqhEHI/AAAAAAAAAHI/sjkSlYVX1yQ/s320/IMG_4401%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;here are a few pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Sf5e8GzLHkI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/GkHIrZ1Qe2w/s1600-h/IMG_4397%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331803395563658818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Sf5fHpk4_FI/AAAAAAAAAHY/mO9VXA-iy9A/s320/IMG_4426%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Sf5bkXEmCQI/AAAAAAAAAGo/yxKxkFfp8F4/s1600-h/IMG_4416%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331799689079949570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Sf5bkXEmCQI/AAAAAAAAAGo/yxKxkFfp8F4/s320/IMG_4416%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Sf5cBE9GgmI/AAAAAAAAAGw/6GGTb9gl_qY/s1600-h/IMG_4417%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331800182432891490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Sf5cBE9GgmI/AAAAAAAAAGw/6GGTb9gl_qY/s320/IMG_4417%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Sf5jouEgLZI/AAAAAAAAAHw/SC5P5-gIM6A/s1600-h/IMG_4408%5B2%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331808560066080146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Sf5jouEgLZI/AAAAAAAAAHw/SC5P5-gIM6A/s320/IMG_4408%5B2%5D" 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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Sf5dISv60_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/EwEI-B6V0AA/s1600-h/IMG_4403%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331801405906408434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Sf5dISv60_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/EwEI-B6V0AA/s320/IMG_4403%5B1%5D" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-2683512018812968007?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2683512018812968007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/ghetto-circus.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/2683512018812968007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/2683512018812968007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/ghetto-circus.html' title='Ghetto Circus'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Sf5c0UEfQdI/AAAAAAAAAG4/2Bhjx13utV0/s72-c/IMG_4455%5B2%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-6969743190062624591</id><published>2009-01-30T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T18:19:57.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teagan Rex</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SYO1NkZx1DI/AAAAAAAAAGI/MVgmZwK9k60/s1600-h/IMG_3795%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SYO1NkZx1DI/AAAAAAAAAGI/MVgmZwK9k60/s320/IMG_3795%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297276831432561714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SYO05dP7jlI/AAAAAAAAAGA/jZKK4y44dzI/s1600-h/IMG_3863%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SYO05dP7jlI/AAAAAAAAAGA/jZKK4y44dzI/s320/IMG_3863%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297276485914824274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SYO0jr5nRiI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Wp6vKCJcYSk/s1600-h/IMG_3936%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SYO0jr5nRiI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Wp6vKCJcYSk/s320/IMG_3936%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297276111890630178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SYO0VR-HJoI/AAAAAAAAAFw/_QIPX84Tfl8/s1600-h/IMG_3932%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SYO0VR-HJoI/AAAAAAAAAFw/_QIPX84Tfl8/s320/IMG_3932%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297275864412006018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SYOzgbSnCEI/AAAAAAAAAFo/mj6QP9tzjz8/s1600-h/IMG_3875%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SYOzgbSnCEI/AAAAAAAAAFo/mj6QP9tzjz8/s320/IMG_3875%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297274956380833858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teagan was born January 15 at 8:14 PM weighing in at 6lbs 14oz 19 inches. I had the most amazing labor and deliver never feeling any pain at all it was AWESOME!!!&lt;br /&gt;I went in hoping to be started as you know, only to have my hopes dashed by my Dr. telling me delivery was swamped that day and that he could not start me but that he would strip my membranes and maybe that would move things along. Well apparently when he "checked" me he discovered I was already in labor and dilated to a 5 and I needed to go right up. SWEET!!!&lt;br /&gt;So up I went got settled in my room (still no contractions) Adam and I just kinda hung out until they broke my water at 5:30, I insisted on getting my epidural then before I started to feel things and at 8 we went into delivery mode and 14 minutes later we had Teagan! We love having him even though I will admit it is really hard juggling two kids (so kudos to all those who do it with two or more). Olivia is such a good big sister loves to "help" and just mauls him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-6969743190062624591?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6969743190062624591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/teagan-rex.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/6969743190062624591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/6969743190062624591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/teagan-rex.html' title='Teagan Rex'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SYO1NkZx1DI/AAAAAAAAAGI/MVgmZwK9k60/s72-c/IMG_3795%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-2403181251024169465</id><published>2009-01-14T09:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T09:22:33.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumping for Joy!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Just a quick note to say I am one day away from holding my baby! (If all goes well) Yes it's true if everything goes as planned I get induced tomorrow, I am so excited. I was hoping to come on my own but that does not seem to be happening and I refuse to keep waiting so thanks to my wonderful kind Dr. he has agreed to start me the 15th. So stay posted to see the new addition to our family very very soon!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-2403181251024169465?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2403181251024169465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/jumping-for-joy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/2403181251024169465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/2403181251024169465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/jumping-for-joy.html' title='Jumping for Joy!!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-8943249511056492634</id><published>2009-01-02T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T15:32:29.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arghhhh No Baby Yet!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Well so much for having the New Year baby! (I really could have used those free diapers for a year) I have totally convinced myself that this baby is coming early which has only led to frusteration and dissapointment. I really lucked out when I was pregnant with Olivia because she surprised us by coming almost 4 weeks early so there really was no waiting around counting down the days with her that was AWESOME!!! Well I am totally ready for this little guy and the waiting is killing me so now I have resorted to emptying all my cupboards cleaning them out and rearranging where everything goes. Yes I am bored! So hopefully this little guy won't make me wait to much longer, between the anticipation and the constant back, legs, tummy, and everywhere else pain I don't think I will survive much longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-8943249511056492634?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8943249511056492634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/arghhhh-no-baby-yet.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/8943249511056492634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/8943249511056492634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/arghhhh-no-baby-yet.html' title='Arghhhh No Baby Yet!!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-5474850708872866156</id><published>2008-12-26T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T20:20:46.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Month!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284304546292268514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SVWe_Ma7feI/AAAAAAAAAEY/eWEmAOMwXlI/s320/Oliva+christmas+dress.BMP" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;This month has been so fun and yet so stressful all rolled into one. I started babysitting my cousins baby who is now about 8 weeks old the beginning of the month to help her out and score some extra Christmas cash. It's been like a practice run for when we have our baby which could be anyday now AHHHH I am sort of nervous Olivia just mauls the baby, the other day I had the baby in her swing and left the room for seriously one minute I come back and Olivia had that thing flying thankfully Gwen was strapped in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284296955288105394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SVWYFVugMbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/WPAIOqckXRk/s320/IMG_3695%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Also this month Olivia was an angel in a little childrens choir at the Tabernacle she was so cute, she stayed put pretty good until they started singing songs she did not know then she bailed and started running around then I pretended she wasn't mine (kidding) luckily my mom was up there just in case this happened and got her out of there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284294800869644306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SVWWH75HWBI/AAAAAAAAAC4/LFD09EFHn5k/s320/Olivia+angel.BMP" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284296471973004322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SVWXpNPNBCI/AAAAAAAAADA/2HyXnhnV7Og/s320/IMG_3645%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284296475527036898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SVWXpaejP-I/AAAAAAAAADI/JM0DjPMONso/s320/IMG_3681%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So I am sure some people are hating all this snow but we are loving it! The first big snowfall we had this month Olivia came running into my room so excited it had snowed, "Now we can open presents" somehow she had associated snow with presents it was so funny! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My little Rudolph&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284304546863492754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SVWe_OjHrpI/AAAAAAAAAEg/avD7R_T7ZsY/s320/IMG_3654%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Olivia has also discovered how to make snowangels, she has loved all the snow it's so nice to finally be able to just bundle her up and send her out to play while Adam is shoveling and I can stay inside. (which is nice since I can't fit into my snowpants) I did go out with her long enough to make a short little snowman Olivia named Harry. Harry is now buried up to his eyes with all the snow we got in that awesome storm last night. For me it was a perfect way to end Christmas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284297792221726738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SVWY2DjByBI/AAAAAAAAADY/hVDEo6zy2WY/s320/IMG_3672%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284297799148259618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SVWY2dWcSSI/AAAAAAAAADg/eUz3lF9_UBM/s320/IMG_3674%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;We had a really nice Christmas Olivia got spoiled a little more that I would have liked but over all it was really nice. So Adam and I decided we would get her one main gift then a few little things (I mean come on she is 3 how much does she really need)so we got her a childs digital camera so she would leave ours alone and she has loved it. She takes some pretty interesting abstract pics, she would rather take a pic of your shoe than your face it's so funny. So last night Adam's Grandma gives Olivia her present and what is it? Oh.... a childrens V-tech laptop yah so my daughter who is 3 is toting around a digital camera and a laptop, Olivia even says laptop it's "where is my Laptop mom?" not where is my computer it's where is my laptop. I am thinking where is my baby and who is this little grownup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284304574887481138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SVWfA28jzzI/AAAAAAAAAEw/CoWloeBHSZA/s320/IMG_3728%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Olivia'a Camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284300076087805714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SVWa6_nIhxI/AAAAAAAAADo/HfzjKtteMY0/s320/IMG_3720%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Laptop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284300082981012146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SVWa7ZSmgrI/AAAAAAAAADw/SI-gNMBpdUU/s320/Olivia+with+laptop.BMP" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I could not believe how much snow we got last night I love it!! Of course I don't have to shovel it so that might help in the enjoying part I felt bad for Adam . So this morning I bundled Olivia up and sent her out it was so funny to watch her try and walk in snow up to her waist as she tried to find "Harry"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284302388111139042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SVWdBkkc4OI/AAAAAAAAAEA/bkBCm8GGlUM/s320/IMG_3741%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284302383224264946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SVWdBSXVGPI/AAAAAAAAAD4/1tYv7cTnOo4/s320/IMG_3742%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284302391970099922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SVWdBy8f8tI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Dm56qB3E0co/s320/IMG_3740%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our awesome van look how deep that snow is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284302397675582626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SVWdCIMytKI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/1Pbrp4Smze8/s320/IMG_3743%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So now Christmas is over and I wish I could say the stress, but now I need to get all the Christmas stuff put away and make sure I am ready for our little boy who could be making his appearance anytime now. Hopefully he will be my next blog so stay posted.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-5474850708872866156?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5474850708872866156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-month.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/5474850708872866156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/5474850708872866156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-month.html' title='What a Month!!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/SVWe_Ma7feI/AAAAAAAAAEY/eWEmAOMwXlI/s72-c/Oliva+christmas+dress.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368854352792357198.post-5041836880182865973</id><published>2008-12-02T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T11:56:01.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our day at the River Walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Last Sunday was so gorgous that we decided to drive over to the River Walk and get some fresh air. We ditched the trail pretty quick and started to follow a log we had dislodged from some debry, it was lots of fun especially when the log got stuck across the river and Adam picked up a VERY long branch and was trying to manuever it to reach across and free the log I was sure he would fall in. (see pic below) Olivia also discovered some tree's that had been the victims of some beavers, of course everything with her is "WHY" so we had to patiently explain why the beavers would chew on the trees many times over. Finally content with our answers she picked up some of the gnawed wood with teeth marks and put it in her pocket. We wandered around checking out different things and skipping rocks until we smelled a skunk getting stronger then we bailed. It was so fun to get out and enjoy the nice weather with my family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Adam with his branch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275323702316271426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/STW29RfCh0I/AAAAAAAAAB4/htLj_TQb9FI/s320/IMG_3568%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Checking out what the beaver had left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275323712288246210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/STW292oiycI/AAAAAAAAACA/8Q0adPAc9-Q/s320/IMG_3571%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Olivia with her momento of the tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275323719341622114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/STW2-Q6Mw2I/AAAAAAAAACI/cUjF9OjAH7k/s320/IMG_3572%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Olivia with her stick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275313320502477586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/STWtg-NvwxI/AAAAAAAAABw/EnRF6-T3z9g/s320/walking+stick.BMP" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Skipping Rocks&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275323740969290578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/STW2_heoy1I/AAAAAAAAACY/LZAyfZSEP-E/s320/IMG_3579%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275329542892140546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/STW8RPU1uAI/AAAAAAAAACo/yPdwr4JYK5U/s320/oliva%40adam+on+tracks.BMP" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275330023514422146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/STW8tNyHu4I/AAAAAAAAACw/tAPrvdWNoyk/s320/Olivia+and+mom+on+tracks.BMP" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275323740398391602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/STW2_fWhkTI/AAAAAAAAACQ/K8QY6Y_MV-U/s320/IMG_3584%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Overall Olivia gave the day a thumbs up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275328899372682578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/STW7ryB2DVI/AAAAAAAAACg/tQ-rMcUcG8U/s320/IMG_3585%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368854352792357198-5041836880182865973?l=4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5041836880182865973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-day-at-river-walk.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/5041836880182865973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368854352792357198/posts/default/5041836880182865973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thebrownfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-day-at-river-walk.html' title='Our day at the River Walk'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06660400207030928182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/Siqd6dGVeRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yogn5OSb8bo/S220/IMG_4589.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzf11d0cE9w/STW29RfCh0I/AAAAAAAAAB4/htLj_TQb9FI/s72-c/IMG_3568%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
