<?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-1883453845480469893</id><updated>2012-02-08T13:20:21.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life of Skipper</title><subtitle type='html'>Life of Skipper</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>303</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-8553302590392532433</id><published>2012-02-05T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T07:28:14.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clever</title><content type='html'>Lu is the most clever little girl I know. Yesterday, while we were cooped up in the house, she made a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Boppy&lt;/span&gt; for her baby using her neck pillow. I just looked over and she he "Gabriella" next to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;RWS&lt;/span&gt; in her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Boppy&lt;/span&gt;. I just thought it was so clever. Then, I leave Phillip alone with the babes for one hour and he has posed them with beer and pretzels. He said that they were ready for the Super Bowl. So that's what they do when I get a chance to leave!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705672743306332738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bTvbCFb0hGs/Ty6fIU1nCkI/AAAAAAAAD_4/IUa225l9Z2Y/s400/IMG_6395.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is the best sister!!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705672749160832290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--EUjmvltvb4/Ty6fIqpbnSI/AAAAAAAAEAA/UI8nZPI2SoY/s400/IMG_6396.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ready for the Super Bowl!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QfoZh9DBGh8/Ty6fIzVJerI/AAAAAAAAEAU/W3i3b70c5Y0/s1600/IMG_6387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705672751491676850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QfoZh9DBGh8/Ty6fIzVJerI/AAAAAAAAEAU/W3i3b70c5Y0/s400/IMG_6387.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-8553302590392532433?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/8553302590392532433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=8553302590392532433&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/8553302590392532433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/8553302590392532433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2012/02/clever.html' title='Clever'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bTvbCFb0hGs/Ty6fIU1nCkI/AAAAAAAAD_4/IUa225l9Z2Y/s72-c/IMG_6395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-7637273562645786239</id><published>2012-02-03T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T12:09:12.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dora's Newest Fan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Now that RWS can sit for a little bit in the Bumbo, Lu thinks it is awesome. She wanted to sit right next to him and constantly put her around him. She wanted him to watch Dora, which he seemed to like. What is it with Dora that mesmerizes kids? Maybe if I start speaking Spanish the kids will listen to me better.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705003436822566450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-adTA9mzqf2w/Tyw-Zj4xFjI/AAAAAAAAD_g/FVgag6-a50E/s400/IMG_6380.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5soHOD7L-7o/Tyw-ZjaigXI/AAAAAAAAD_s/3KGbTMaMdYs/s1600/IMG_6382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705003436695781746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5soHOD7L-7o/Tyw-ZjaigXI/AAAAAAAAD_s/3KGbTMaMdYs/s400/IMG_6382.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-7637273562645786239?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/7637273562645786239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=7637273562645786239&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/7637273562645786239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/7637273562645786239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2012/02/doras-newest-fan.html' title='Dora&apos;s Newest Fan'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-adTA9mzqf2w/Tyw-Zj4xFjI/AAAAAAAAD_g/FVgag6-a50E/s72-c/IMG_6380.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-958109255601884657</id><published>2012-02-02T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T11:35:04.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Tricks and Drinking the Koolaid</title><content type='html'>Our big guy is growing up. He is 3 1/2 months old and I feel like he is doing something new everyday. Poor guy has had RSV and we have all been trying to get those germs out of our house. We have been very fortunate that he has not had to do breathing treatments and there was no hospital visit for us. Thank you God. He is still coughing, but he feels so much better. Now is he is back to playing on the floor and getting very close to rolling over from front to back. He is really doing great with tummy time and we just started sitting in the Bumbo seat for short bits. I can't believe he is big enough to start doing that. Today he started turning his head when I said his name. I might seriously start crying, because this is my baby. He is growing so fast. He smiles absolutely all of the time. I love it. Nothing better than his sweet face to make you forget that it is actually 3 in the morning and you are super tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For any Brasfield and Gorrie people... I put the B&amp;amp;G koolaid in his bottle and now he is part of the team. Future poopoo plant builder, just like his Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704620564267240946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5kPiQQhydcM/TyriLceJjfI/AAAAAAAAD-w/Lujo2QY_Yxk/s400/IMG_6352.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;His favorite toy. He is really holding on lately.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1WiVAdwD3iQ/TyriMXO5DyI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ovudywsnWO4/s1600/IMG_6379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704620580040937250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1WiVAdwD3iQ/TyriMXO5DyI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ovudywsnWO4/s400/IMG_6379.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at those cheeks. Yum! Do you know how many people ask me how old he is. They think he is huge. 14 lbs 7 oz at the last check up. I think he is still right down the middle.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M8UOLnCAKOU/TyriL_zNtfI/AAAAAAAAD_I/L26AfQ8rNGw/s1600/IMG_6377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704620573750834674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M8UOLnCAKOU/TyriL_zNtfI/AAAAAAAAD_I/L26AfQ8rNGw/s400/IMG_6377.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tummy time is so much happier these days!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZDJfGKA_Lo/TyriLmqaYKI/AAAAAAAAD-8/ANXefWAM0p8/s1600/IMG_6372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704620567003029666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZDJfGKA_Lo/TyriLmqaYKI/AAAAAAAAD-8/ANXefWAM0p8/s400/IMG_6372.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-958109255601884657?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/958109255601884657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=958109255601884657&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/958109255601884657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/958109255601884657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2012/02/new-tricks-and-drinking-koolaid.html' title='New Tricks and Drinking the Koolaid'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5kPiQQhydcM/TyriLceJjfI/AAAAAAAAD-w/Lujo2QY_Yxk/s72-c/IMG_6352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-8857031921481970746</id><published>2012-01-24T17:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T18:04:13.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Room Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Lu's room got a little sprucing up thanks to Aunt Bess and Momma M and Grandaddy. This weekend Momma M and Grandaddy brought Aunt Bess's furniture for Lu to have. It couldn't fit any better and looks awesome in her room. We were so excited. I know it will be something she will have for a long time. Thanks Aunt Bess for sharing!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701383780351665170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MV8N1MA75hs/Tx9iV0wI5BI/AAAAAAAAD-M/GVkUVHdbmqQ/s400/IMG_6343.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oW2Bwnx30KA/Tx9iWbbfOrI/AAAAAAAAD-g/KIJAIagZBOY/s1600/IMG_6345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701383790734031538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oW2Bwnx30KA/Tx9iWbbfOrI/AAAAAAAAD-g/KIJAIagZBOY/s400/IMG_6345.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qzPuOnbDav8/Tx9iWHHF7hI/AAAAAAAAD-Y/aL64WyC-QqA/s1600/IMG_6344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701383785279778322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qzPuOnbDav8/Tx9iWHHF7hI/AAAAAAAAD-Y/aL64WyC-QqA/s400/IMG_6344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-8857031921481970746?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/8857031921481970746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=8857031921481970746&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/8857031921481970746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/8857031921481970746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2012/01/room-update.html' title='Room Update'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MV8N1MA75hs/Tx9iV0wI5BI/AAAAAAAAD-M/GVkUVHdbmqQ/s72-c/IMG_6343.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-2831172980343609641</id><published>2012-01-24T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T11:30:02.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for Comparison</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here are both of the kids in the Christening gown. I realized that we hardly took any pictures of Lu in the gown. That makes me sad! I think that they look so much a like. RWS is a month older than Lu was when she was baptized.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eCmJwqQK_mA/Tx8GVfblDpI/AAAAAAAAD-A/JyNeWbMamQE/s1600/IMG_6300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701282619558530706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eCmJwqQK_mA/Tx8GVfblDpI/AAAAAAAAD-A/JyNeWbMamQE/s400/IMG_6300.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701282163321179810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XP7qkA6tGCM/Tx8F670HjqI/AAAAAAAAD9o/nQze7kLtqOc/s400/100_2242.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lbI5HPkEwHM/Tx8F7IZpWjI/AAAAAAAAD90/9EP8yE6ZX7I/s1600/IMG_6311.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-2831172980343609641?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/2831172980343609641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=2831172980343609641&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/2831172980343609641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/2831172980343609641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-for-comparison.html' title='Just for Comparison'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eCmJwqQK_mA/Tx8GVfblDpI/AAAAAAAAD-A/JyNeWbMamQE/s72-c/IMG_6300.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-4617324461219603346</id><published>2012-01-23T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T08:56:04.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Big Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today was another big day for our little guy. He started reaching for his toys on his play mat. He was so enthralled, that he lay there for about 45 minutes just reaching up and touching them. I like to think he was very excited about this. Lucy and I made a play house out of a box and had a great time with that. Then, when Dad got home, he got spa treatment. Lu does great nails!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701239655689335314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mMgO32zdChg/Tx7fQqi7shI/AAAAAAAAD8Q/nHZprRnOJms/s400/IMG_6326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a little "gentle" help from Sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701239659988911938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mGdm-FAGwZc/Tx7fQ6kCB0I/AAAAAAAAD8Y/Z_kUJTP3iaU/s400/IMG_6327.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Olivia says, "Come on in!"&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5GQ_ypb5PMc/Tx7fRBMWIxI/AAAAAAAAD8s/kahopfuNPGw/s1600/IMG_6333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701239661768614674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5GQ_ypb5PMc/Tx7fRBMWIxI/AAAAAAAAD8s/kahopfuNPGw/s400/IMG_6333.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701241230522409490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0c7QEIok1Lo/Tx7gsVQZYhI/AAAAAAAAD80/TPiQLpENW-A/s400/IMG_6335.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;All the friends lined up. We also added a garage when the Super Readers came home. They needed somewhere to park.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701241236873504178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cgSlv2QDg9U/Tx7gss6nZbI/AAAAAAAAD9A/TeGu8DXOWgI/s400/IMG_6339.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dad came home and got a pedicure. Lu was very intense and to make sure Daddy's toes had sparkles. I'm sure the guys at the job site would love that one. He's a good sport.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701241244102213490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ms1npdG4p_E/Tx7gtH2Ev3I/AAAAAAAAD9M/SDpQp6Eq4V8/s400/IMG_6340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_oFTI8b_zzk/Tx7gtacQNMI/AAAAAAAAD9U/UuWuFf95ffE/s1600/IMG_6342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701241249094186178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_oFTI8b_zzk/Tx7gtacQNMI/AAAAAAAAD9U/UuWuFf95ffE/s400/IMG_6342.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-4617324461219603346?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/4617324461219603346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=4617324461219603346&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/4617324461219603346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/4617324461219603346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2012/01/big-monday.html' title='A Big Monday'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mMgO32zdChg/Tx7fQqi7shI/AAAAAAAAD8Q/nHZprRnOJms/s72-c/IMG_6326.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-6060208841835134173</id><published>2012-01-22T12:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T13:00:59.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reynolds is Baptized!</title><content type='html'>Today was a very special day for our family. Reynolds was baptized in our church here. We pledged to bring him up with the Lord and teach him the importance of church. I hope that we can be the best parents we can be and create a good example for him. He did great, no tears. I was nervous. RWS wore the same baptismal gown that Phillip wore and Lucy wore it almost three years ago. It is really special because Phillip's Aunt Sissy made it. It is so delicate and beautiful. It is so special to have them wear such an important heirloom. Our friend's had their son, Sammy, baptized at the same service and we all went to eat after. Lucy loved having her BFF, Amelia, there. Here are some pictures of this special day!&lt;br /&gt;Sweet angel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700560934051765602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rk7NKBYIGWw/Txx193af3WI/AAAAAAAAD6k/T3wXVEZoa3g/s400/IMG_6300.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700560938150181682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fJvONpCI93Q/Txx1-GrouzI/AAAAAAAAD6w/tu43id8930A/s400/IMG_6302.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were so blessed to have Phillip's parents there. It is hard being so far away from family, so it sure was nice to have them there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t9qMKwSvTc4/Txx1-QZyU5I/AAAAAAAAD68/HiuqD-nlz0g/s1600/IMG_6304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700560940759667602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t9qMKwSvTc4/Txx1-QZyU5I/AAAAAAAAD68/HiuqD-nlz0g/s400/IMG_6304.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;With Momma M and Grandaddy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700561987870390242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yk8OhKkbtOo/Txx27NMb9-I/AAAAAAAAD7I/NWa62CVicto/s400/IMG_6310.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700561985948178514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rfVdgkPwGdg/Txx27GCJWFI/AAAAAAAAD7U/lLvFweJ_MOQ/s400/IMG_6311.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;At lunch he had a little wardrobe change. Isn't he the cutest!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FMWjBcLW6fM/Txx276QlyYI/AAAAAAAAD7g/oT9BVDqhYoA/s1600/IMG_6314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700561999967406466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FMWjBcLW6fM/Txx276QlyYI/AAAAAAAAD7g/oT9BVDqhYoA/s400/IMG_6314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My friend has a cake business on the side and made us this beautiful cake. It was delicious!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700562390609062546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KufTjv0hmMQ/Txx3Spg0apI/AAAAAAAAD7s/GlfIOlpab48/s400/IMG_6317.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lu and Amelia, BFF&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700562395554235554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U50yP1yMm3A/Txx3S771xKI/AAAAAAAAD74/sXO6j940rYg/s400/IMG_6320.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Relaxing after a long morning!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RSDRS6bXItE/Txx3TA1uGUI/AAAAAAAAD8E/BsOJHTvWkeo/s1600/IMG_6323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700562396870744386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RSDRS6bXItE/Txx3TA1uGUI/AAAAAAAAD8E/BsOJHTvWkeo/s400/IMG_6323.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-6060208841835134173?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/6060208841835134173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=6060208841835134173&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/6060208841835134173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/6060208841835134173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2012/01/reynolds-is-baptized.html' title='Reynolds is Baptized!'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rk7NKBYIGWw/Txx193af3WI/AAAAAAAAD6k/T3wXVEZoa3g/s72-c/IMG_6300.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-1859540761210066993</id><published>2012-01-19T19:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T19:18:26.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Dancer Girl to the Rescue</title><content type='html'>Today Lu was a super hero. She came out of her room dressed like this and we gave her the name "Super Dancer Girl". She is here to take out the bad dancers every where. She will rid the world of all left feet. She ran circles around RWS who just sat there and watched her every move. He also, kind of, reached for that mirror. He was definitely touching it on purpose. He also might be getting close to rolling from his front to back. Today he wobbled back and forth while he was on his tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what we will be tomorrow.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699547039319490850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bo-aaH0C5rA/Txjb1bNEgSI/AAAAAAAAD6A/B4uulJyl8GU/s400/IMG_6288.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699547043930060706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fs_FvYkLRk4/Txjb1sYUN6I/AAAAAAAAD6I/ai-8Rrkyb2w/s400/IMG_6291.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-krypghYritc/Txjb1zRRSII/AAAAAAAAD6Y/VpPaAdhFMaE/s1600/IMG_6292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699547045779556482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-krypghYritc/Txjb1zRRSII/AAAAAAAAD6Y/VpPaAdhFMaE/s400/IMG_6292.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-1859540761210066993?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/1859540761210066993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=1859540761210066993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/1859540761210066993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/1859540761210066993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2012/01/super-dancer-girl-to-rescue.html' title='Super Dancer Girl to the Rescue'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bo-aaH0C5rA/Txjb1bNEgSI/AAAAAAAAD6A/B4uulJyl8GU/s72-c/IMG_6288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-8752874107634006155</id><published>2012-01-19T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T09:17:26.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at Our New Trick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;After much practice, Lucy can now roll her tongue. We showed her last week what it was and about two days later, out of the blue, she said, " Look! I can do it!" We hadn't mentioned it again. I guess she had been really thinking about it and practicing. Now she does it all of the time. She is a very determined little lady.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699392403498329570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i1AVIxbDlPk/TxhPMb4T5eI/AAAAAAAAD5o/JSi5x3WLrM4/s400/IMG_6275.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DJZfURoZemY/TxhPMmhAcsI/AAAAAAAAD50/qe8jPD2H83c/s1600/IMG_6280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699392406353375938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DJZfURoZemY/TxhPMmhAcsI/AAAAAAAAD50/qe8jPD2H83c/s400/IMG_6280.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-8752874107634006155?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/8752874107634006155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=8752874107634006155&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/8752874107634006155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/8752874107634006155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2012/01/look-at-our-new-trick.html' title='Look at Our New Trick'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i1AVIxbDlPk/TxhPMb4T5eI/AAAAAAAAD5o/JSi5x3WLrM4/s72-c/IMG_6275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-4083518850909092189</id><published>2012-01-17T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T11:16:44.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R_VjrGLgEio/TxXHMux-3nI/AAAAAAAAD5c/qfHnlKr37vE/s1600/IMG_6281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698679925037260402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R_VjrGLgEio/TxXHMux-3nI/AAAAAAAAD5c/qfHnlKr37vE/s400/IMG_6281.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look who's 3 months old! Hard to believe this little man has been in our lives for 3 months already. I've already forgotten what it was like before he was here. He loves to laugh and smile. Any time Lucy talks to him he starts smiling and is always looking toward her voice. When you get him out of the crib in the morning he gives you the biggest grin and just melts your heart. He is not a huge crier, which is a total 180 from Lu who cried constantly for about 6 months. I thank God for this daily. RWS sleeps in his crib now and most nights goes to bed at 8, wakes to eat at 3 and the gets up for the day between 7 and 8. Most days. I tried really hard to get him on a schedule early this time around. I definitely learned from Lu. It has made such a difference. He weighs about 13 lbs 7 oz. We go for our next check up in February. From the looks of it you would think he was big ol' boy, but he is right on track with 3 months clothing. He still nurses since he has a pretty bad tummy and I have had to cut out all dairy. Do you know how hard that is?!? When I stop nursing I plan to eat only cheesy products for a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-4083518850909092189?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/4083518850909092189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=4083518850909092189&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/4083518850909092189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/4083518850909092189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2012/01/3-months-old.html' title='3 Months Old'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R_VjrGLgEio/TxXHMux-3nI/AAAAAAAAD5c/qfHnlKr37vE/s72-c/IMG_6281.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-1638521606803218422</id><published>2012-01-08T15:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T07:25:25.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Thank God for a new year! Hear's hoping this year is filled joy and happiness. Looking forward to starting fresh. It was a long year and I think our family deserves a good 2012! Here are some pictures of what we have been up to in 2012. Not too much, as you can see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now if this doesn't start your day off right, I don't know what will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697504870536849138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YIpi8fWhaxk/TxGafjpoJvI/AAAAAAAAD3w/azhTitDpitI/s400/IMG_6228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wjravrV5ks4/TxGaf89f-NI/AAAAAAAAD38/bMSOmMsQM_Q/s1600/IMG_6232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697504877331085522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wjravrV5ks4/TxGaf89f-NI/AAAAAAAAD38/bMSOmMsQM_Q/s400/IMG_6232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;War Eagle! All dressed up to watch the Auburn game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697504894037046018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lhkCtAQwgto/TxGag7MgswI/AAAAAAAAD4I/1qzX3Db0Q1k/s400/IMG_6249.JPG" /&gt; And in no time we were back in our Ariel pajamas sporting our favorite hat from Uncle Ben!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697505766711637506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FMUagwU5xfw/TxGbTuKWNgI/AAAAAAAAD4U/MeNk3I8jT_M/s400/IMG_6252.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying to get them both to smile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697505770447635490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8cxqMdAiLno/TxGbT8FFBCI/AAAAAAAAD4g/kUfWCjAqKvo/s400/IMG_6254.JPG" /&gt;Tummy time with Sissy! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697507341218420914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-go8ePZvy4bg/TxGcvXqBGLI/AAAAAAAAD44/W-HGrtMwL94/s400/IMG_6269.JPG" /&gt;And just for comparison...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you tell who is who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tpDYP4g71ys/TxGcwZVs4XI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/8avFyD7mDk0/s1600/100_2312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697507358849950066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tpDYP4g71ys/TxGcwZVs4XI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/8avFyD7mDk0/s400/100_2312.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V1Cs50_z6O0/TxGcvnHvD1I/AAAAAAAAD5I/qL6ElMHi4pk/s1600/IMG_6264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697507345369599826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V1Cs50_z6O0/TxGcvnHvD1I/AAAAAAAAD5I/qL6ElMHi4pk/s400/IMG_6264.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think they look a lot a like. The first is Lucy and the second is Reynolds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-1638521606803218422?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/1638521606803218422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=1638521606803218422&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/1638521606803218422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/1638521606803218422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-new-year.html' title='It&apos;s a New Year'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YIpi8fWhaxk/TxGafjpoJvI/AAAAAAAAD3w/azhTitDpitI/s72-c/IMG_6228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-7705492351075132698</id><published>2011-12-25T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T08:51:22.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Christmas morning was fun this year, although I think she wasn't really sure what to expect. Lu knew Santa was coming and that he brought toys, but when she saw everything it was a little overwhelming. I also think it had something to do with not seeing a pink guitar. Oh well, a good life lesson: you don't always get what you want.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694927198637845074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-__Ifm56Cx_0/TwhyHTiE6lI/AAAAAAAAD1U/pDbJasipdCc/s400/IMG_6124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pretty close to losing it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694927204741896706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xFb7eEpAjAU/TwhyHqRZWgI/AAAAAAAAD1g/QPmqg-8Hzas/s400/IMG_6128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g0cyBiG-91k/Twhy7ptf1BI/AAAAAAAAD2A/tXhy2RtpIZQ/s1600/IMG_6141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694928097944523794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g0cyBiG-91k/Twhy7ptf1BI/AAAAAAAAD2A/tXhy2RtpIZQ/s400/IMG_6141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wow! Hello Kitty under ware.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wD1sGMd3Z8Y/Twhy7INi9iI/AAAAAAAAD14/TVj9ySryo60/s1600/IMG_6136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694928088952141346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wD1sGMd3Z8Y/Twhy7INi9iI/AAAAAAAAD14/TVj9ySryo60/s400/IMG_6136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Warming up to the guitar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4vAtU9B3sOo/Twhy6xaK_0I/AAAAAAAAD1s/org23lwMJ3w/s1600/IMG_6131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694928082831081282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4vAtU9B3sOo/Twhy6xaK_0I/AAAAAAAAD1s/org23lwMJ3w/s400/IMG_6131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt Bess helped RWS enjoy his first Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HwnQtbuZuf4/Twhz-kulXJI/AAAAAAAAD2o/WYzWbH_5QoY/s1600/IMG_6145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694929247658138770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HwnQtbuZuf4/Twhz-kulXJI/AAAAAAAAD2o/WYzWbH_5QoY/s400/IMG_6145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ariel is our new favorite. These pajamas never came off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aFRHbRBVRTk/Twhz-f3ujkI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/WZne7opqD_Q/s1600/IMG_6177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694929246354312770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aFRHbRBVRTk/Twhz-f3ujkI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/WZne7opqD_Q/s400/IMG_6177.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, mermaid hair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-It-f_TtD1io/Twhz-Mv4XsI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/eh0T_EkcI3E/s1600/IMG_6151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694929241221127874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-It-f_TtD1io/Twhz-Mv4XsI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/eh0T_EkcI3E/s400/IMG_6151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taking the scooter for a ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694930230996895650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p3N9Ag2pR_E/Twh03z80B6I/AAAAAAAAD3A/Dwkyqz6VboM/s400/IMG_6215.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad trying to slow her down and keep her from running into the brick wall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694930231896148450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-83lJVmRVxPQ/Twh033TNieI/AAAAAAAAD20/9kaBxKsVk20/s400/IMG_6218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reynolds still having a blast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694930241400981826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q7V6xAtNqbo/Twh04atVyUI/AAAAAAAAD3M/FcXIXygXqEk/s400/IMG_6221.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skipper cheerleaders. Pretty good that Aunt Bess's outfit from high school still fits. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694930588324415522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5SjxRJvOb1g/Twh1MnGVSCI/AAAAAAAAD3Y/OdNqF55Z2p4/s400/IMG_6223.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Multi-talented&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1PVeQ88uWdo/Twh1M0TNG_I/AAAAAAAAD3g/JSsIMx5QOlU/s1600/IMG_6227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694930591868066802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1PVeQ88uWdo/Twh1M0TNG_I/AAAAAAAAD3g/JSsIMx5QOlU/s400/IMG_6227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Top gifts:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. $1 fake red hair that resembles Ariel's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. $4 Strawberry Shortcake bouncy ball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. $10 pack of Hello Kitty under ware&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. $4 Ariel pajamas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I could have spent less than $20 and been good. Lesson learned!&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/1883453845480469893-7705492351075132698?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/7705492351075132698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=7705492351075132698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/7705492351075132698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/7705492351075132698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-2011.html' title='Christmas 2011'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-__Ifm56Cx_0/TwhyHTiE6lI/AAAAAAAAD1U/pDbJasipdCc/s72-c/IMG_6124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-1733157299922140653</id><published>2011-12-24T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T08:51:52.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>We spent Christmas in Abbeville this year and had a great time. We were able to stay for a long visit, which was so nice. All of the Aunts and Uncles were there and Lu and RWS were in heaven. There was lots of good food, play time, and FUN. So glad we were able to be there. Christmas Eve was a lot of fun and Lu had a great time getting ready for Santa. He even called her at the house (Thanks Uncle Jason). &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694922406165001794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qf7KEBWRJdw/TwhtwWLgtkI/AAAAAAAAD0Y/MMvbynbm4Ew/s400/IMG_6073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well protected for our scooter ride. Lu has no fear and would go 90 mph until something made her stop. We felt the protective gear was necessary.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWGfqjj2V-c/Twhs4tVtH4I/AAAAAAAAD0M/QfCH--A30J0/s1600/IMG_6065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694921450309099394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWGfqjj2V-c/Twhs4tVtH4I/AAAAAAAAD0M/QfCH--A30J0/s400/IMG_6065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some one loves their Grandaddy. This is where RWS spent a lot of Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q8fy1qk0lhM/Twhs4YcgJcI/AAAAAAAAD0A/xX1ygj7jZ-Q/s1600/IMG_6064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694921444700464578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q8fy1qk0lhM/Twhs4YcgJcI/AAAAAAAAD0A/xX1ygj7jZ-Q/s400/IMG_6064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played "dirty Santa" and read the "Night Before Christmas" and the birth story from the Bible. We have some great traditions that I always look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oDnL4uGdgaA/TwhtwnLjshI/AAAAAAAAD0k/hnqR2ydpVoM/s1600/IMG_6077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694922410728600082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oDnL4uGdgaA/TwhtwnLjshI/AAAAAAAAD0k/hnqR2ydpVoM/s400/IMG_6077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Momma M got the kiddos matching pajamas for Christmas. They looked so cute.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694923429229872626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TQ4HilNT7mc/Twhur5ZLxfI/AAAAAAAAD0w/M3yKXdEOlKI/s400/IMG_6097.JPG" /&gt; And then the kissing began. Poor kid gets "over"-loved on by his sister quite a bit. You can tell he is thrilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694924327582573074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pmwYUQqAmyA/TwhvgMBKIhI/AAAAAAAAD1I/XfZxUFRsSFk/s400/IMG_6104.JPG" /&gt;Then Santa dropped off his loot. I think they must have been good this year, although many may argue that statement as of late. Lu asked for a pink guitar, but Santa had already made a yellow Sponge Bob guitar. Luckily there was no melt down, but if some one asks what she got for Christmas she always starts off by saying, "Well, I wanted a pink guitar, but I got a yellow one." All while making a sad face. It plays about the same as a pink one would. The $4 Strawberry Shortcake bouncy ball was the favorite. Santa is downsizing next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QoGzm7M3YfQ/TwhusNvcokI/AAAAAAAAD08/X6lNVjX2yNk/s1600/IMG_6118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694923434691961410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QoGzm7M3YfQ/TwhusNvcokI/AAAAAAAAD08/X6lNVjX2yNk/s400/IMG_6118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-1733157299922140653?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/1733157299922140653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=1733157299922140653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/1733157299922140653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/1733157299922140653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qf7KEBWRJdw/TwhtwWLgtkI/AAAAAAAAD0Y/MMvbynbm4Ew/s72-c/IMG_6073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-3856718482289964307</id><published>2011-12-22T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T19:32:21.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantasy in Lights</title><content type='html'>Last night the girls drove over to Callaway Gardens for Fantasy in Lights. If you are near by, you have to go. It was a lot of fun. It was pouring rain, but still a great time. It was really fun to have a girls trip. Lu loved the lights. She was so excited. I can't wait to do it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689158681941034098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ow9L7jj7H0/TvPzrcPsxHI/AAAAAAAADyU/gJK6ITXa3fs/s400/IMG_6014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aunt Bess drove over from Atlanta. Lu is not of fan of people dressed in costume.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E9oIjdplRlI/TvPzrt3v2NI/AAAAAAAADyg/0vYPC5PQh78/s1600/IMG_6018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689158686672410834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E9oIjdplRlI/TvPzrt3v2NI/AAAAAAAADyg/0vYPC5PQh78/s400/IMG_6018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689159884235348722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6bc_EG_MyA/TvP0xbJAGvI/AAAAAAAADzM/R9Gl2OhewFA/s400/IMG_6019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This expression says it all!! "I see Christmas lights!!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689158691748738994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GdT25cilmmc/TvPzsAyCd7I/AAAAAAAADys/K6QNZxekz4s/s400/IMG_6025.JPG" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nfOmdT27Sso/TvP0yfn9klI/AAAAAAAADz0/tdKdIvxJ4NE/s1600/IMG_6054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689159902618817106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nfOmdT27Sso/TvP0yfn9klI/AAAAAAAADz0/tdKdIvxJ4NE/s400/IMG_6054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y5YJBfCUDlQ/TvP0yOzeRVI/AAAAAAAADzo/LqRXtNlWM60/s1600/IMG_6050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689159898103694674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y5YJBfCUDlQ/TvP0yOzeRVI/AAAAAAAADzo/LqRXtNlWM60/s400/IMG_6050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My favorite was the snowflake valley.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689159886057714914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xPML05L7PnY/TvP0xh7fNOI/AAAAAAAADzc/IndMNw-MjII/s400/IMG_6041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689159878356051010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Sqb7rGQIUY/TvP0xFPRJEI/AAAAAAAADzE/IayK9TQ_RW4/s400/IMG_6022.JPG" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TCoxJxkQANg/TvPzsXbcP9I/AAAAAAAADy4/_DdidGqZ-f0/s1600/IMG_6036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689158697827975122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TCoxJxkQANg/TvPzsXbcP9I/AAAAAAAADy4/_DdidGqZ-f0/s400/IMG_6036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-3856718482289964307?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/3856718482289964307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=3856718482289964307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/3856718482289964307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/3856718482289964307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/12/fantasy-in-lights.html' title='Fantasy in Lights'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ow9L7jj7H0/TvPzrcPsxHI/AAAAAAAADyU/gJK6ITXa3fs/s72-c/IMG_6014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-3026745859564888956</id><published>2011-12-20T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T08:40:35.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in Auburn</title><content type='html'>Warning: Longest Post Ever!&lt;br /&gt;Since there are tons of pictures I will not bore you with too many details. Fortunately my brother and sis-in-law still live in Auburn so we get to go there every so often. I want to move there so bad. I just love it, but enough about that. My side of the family all met up at their house and had our Christmas. It was perfect. Several of my family members met RWS for the first time, and that was a lot of fun. Thanks for everything!!&lt;br /&gt;Posing with her Great-Grandmother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688243656887709154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-83waW6AViR0/TvCzd-SpLeI/AAAAAAAADtc/K4NKcQ2GGAo/s400/IMG_5767.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gabriella always manages to find us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688243657931461762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XlrW80ISqeE/TvCzeCLflII/AAAAAAAADto/HsGnlHlCKJ0/s400/IMG_5776.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then the mass present opening began! and someone was pretty excited about it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688244525572970258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Be94k3pxH5E/TvC0QiZWVxI/AAAAAAAADuA/v95JwvC0AZA/s400/IMG_5800.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Baby Skippy took it all in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4MKrY8-LFio/TvCze_MdNjI/AAAAAAAADt0/Ted6dabq0ZQ/s1600/IMG_5785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688243674310063666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4MKrY8-LFio/TvCze_MdNjI/AAAAAAAADt0/Ted6dabq0ZQ/s400/IMG_5785.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fd33at4QBPc/TvC0SJ_1X1I/AAAAAAAADuk/wvGVC298XhU/s1600/IMG_5831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688244553383239506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fd33at4QBPc/TvC0SJ_1X1I/AAAAAAAADuk/wvGVC298XhU/s400/IMG_5831.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kvhxTJ6DIeY/TvC0RjkvuuI/AAAAAAAADuY/vPHHYJc4diY/s1600/IMG_5821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688244543069076194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kvhxTJ6DIeY/TvC0RjkvuuI/AAAAAAAADuY/vPHHYJc4diY/s400/IMG_5821.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucy got a book about Aubie and started reading it to Reynolds. Everyone is worried about how much she loves LSU's Mike the Tiger. They are trying really hard to make her understand that he is the WRONG tiger.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cgW8FvK6R_0/TvC0QxLpgyI/AAAAAAAADuM/YxoSdtAItbg/s1600/IMG_5825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688244529542038306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cgW8FvK6R_0/TvC0QxLpgyI/AAAAAAAADuM/YxoSdtAItbg/s400/IMG_5825.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Reynolds got to meet: Mema&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GXf-I1dkgqI/TvC1D7Xq3JI/AAAAAAAADvU/EY2db4MGdWY/s1600/IMG_5868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688245408450141330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GXf-I1dkgqI/TvC1D7Xq3JI/AAAAAAAADvU/EY2db4MGdWY/s400/IMG_5868.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gaa Gaa&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6RPVUDcdgS0/TvC1Dl2SQqI/AAAAAAAADvI/iHqE-n1WuJc/s1600/IMG_5864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688245402672972450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6RPVUDcdgS0/TvC1Dl2SQqI/AAAAAAAADvI/iHqE-n1WuJc/s400/IMG_5864.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle John&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688245389135105810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rp9CG281mbw/TvC1CzamzxI/AAAAAAAADu8/XFWpT4Dibis/s400/IMG_5861.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me Me and Pops&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688246241328096882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bRz6UxatEKE/TvC10aFP5nI/AAAAAAAADvg/58gmcVm6WJ0/s400/IMG_5872.JPG" /&gt; Then we played with everything. The scooter was a hit.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wTHFKO8Ipgc/TvC1CjG02qI/AAAAAAAADuw/FzW-SvYAXz0/s1600/IMG_5855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688245384757172898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wTHFKO8Ipgc/TvC1CjG02qI/AAAAAAAADuw/FzW-SvYAXz0/s400/IMG_5855.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After everyone left we went to campus and took A LOT of pictures. You may be very bored with the next pictures unless you are part of the family. Sorry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lu loves her Aunt Molly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688246244732723618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CXDiqKKbGkY/TvC10mw-YaI/AAAAAAAADvs/gy1lLedV3_Y/s400/IMG_5901.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688246252627061218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gcZ0FuqgM8s/TvC11ELIaeI/AAAAAAAADv4/RSkpxsVyusQ/s400/IMG_5909.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KYXWfdwp5pw/TvC11rnweZI/AAAAAAAADwE/z8gkBWi9rHE/s1600/IMG_5933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688246263216109970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KYXWfdwp5pw/TvC11rnweZI/AAAAAAAADwE/z8gkBWi9rHE/s400/IMG_5933.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More family pics.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hl3vLiAPi4g/TvC3YZ_gWQI/AAAAAAAADwo/QfdCQ9XajqA/s1600/IMG_5986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688247959290927362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hl3vLiAPi4g/TvC3YZ_gWQI/AAAAAAAADwo/QfdCQ9XajqA/s400/IMG_5986.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BOyW26ifnKI/TvC3X38YudI/AAAAAAAADwc/zAAahjmAz4I/s1600/IMG_5981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688247950151039442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BOyW26ifnKI/TvC3X38YudI/AAAAAAAADwc/zAAahjmAz4I/s400/IMG_5981.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Bo swinging her . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i66IkNkQd28/TvC3XklCzmI/AAAAAAAADwQ/nTmNy2EtsBc/s1600/IMG_5945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688247944952860258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i66IkNkQd28/TvC3XklCzmI/AAAAAAAADwQ/nTmNy2EtsBc/s400/IMG_5945.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688248987423515842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hV1fU1aFEKw/TvC4UQFapMI/AAAAAAAADw8/4A-3z0uV-SI/s400/IMG_5991.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688248979306579730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P88lkzI5fGw/TvC4Tx2MBxI/AAAAAAAADw0/r8j02hEQu7o/s400/IMG_5988.JPG" /&gt;Sad trees.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688248993643628018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hSN-VxVb2T0/TvC4UnQaBfI/AAAAAAAADxM/K0ugiwXFnPg/s400/IMG_6002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cuddling with Aunt Molly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sDBVMo4p9yk/TvC4VZkC_XI/AAAAAAAADxY/peUReN_HVB0/s1600/IMG_6007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688249007147777394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sDBVMo4p9yk/TvC4VZkC_XI/AAAAAAAADxY/peUReN_HVB0/s400/IMG_6007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-3026745859564888956?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/3026745859564888956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=3026745859564888956&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/3026745859564888956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/3026745859564888956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-in-auburn.html' title='Christmas in Auburn'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-83waW6AViR0/TvCzd-SpLeI/AAAAAAAADtc/K4NKcQ2GGAo/s72-c/IMG_5767.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-654835136862844574</id><published>2011-12-17T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T08:00:31.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yhGuLoKogOM/TvCwGk7gBwI/AAAAAAAADtQ/7flqUTF6DrE/s1600/IMG_5880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688239956407879426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yhGuLoKogOM/TvCwGk7gBwI/AAAAAAAADtQ/7flqUTF6DrE/s400/IMG_5880.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Baby Skippy is 2 months old already. I feel like I was just in the hospital delivering this little angel. He has the best temperament. RWS is so sweet, loves to be warm, loves to cuddle, and melts my heart. He is really smiling these days. You forget how exciting these little moments are. He weighs 12 lbs and is 22 5/8 inches long. Everything was 50%. Right down the middle for it all. I would have bet a million dollars that he was off the charts. He is just perfect! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-654835136862844574?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/654835136862844574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=654835136862844574&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/654835136862844574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/654835136862844574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/12/2-months.html' title='2 Months'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yhGuLoKogOM/TvCwGk7gBwI/AAAAAAAADtQ/7flqUTF6DrE/s72-c/IMG_5880.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-1008271888474630318</id><published>2011-12-15T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T12:42:36.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Party</title><content type='html'>Today Lu had her Christmas party at school. They read some books with their teacher and then had a special lunch in their classroom. A friend of mine gave me some of her daughter's clothes that she had outgrown, including the jacket and hat below. Lucy didn't take them off all day. They told me she even napped in the hat. The funny part was it was about 75 degrees outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688312275097672482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dAqBoon179A/TvDx4FCw2yI/AAAAAAAADxk/EobLXI5nn9s/s400/IMG_5745.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688312286010485874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ctqsOCTLWQo/TvDx4tslLHI/AAAAAAAADxw/545GjAyreRw/s400/IMG_5747.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688312294593544258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vbtm98K4GAc/TvDx5Nq8QEI/AAAAAAAADx8/d0qt4UZOUMY/s400/IMG_5749.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Reynolds came to the party too. I'm so glad he is a good baby.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gi07YzVecgo/TvDx5kXhYSI/AAAAAAAADyI/riCUnISwO1I/s1600/IMG_5748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688312300686106914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gi07YzVecgo/TvDx5kXhYSI/AAAAAAAADyI/riCUnISwO1I/s400/IMG_5748.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-1008271888474630318?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/1008271888474630318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=1008271888474630318&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/1008271888474630318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/1008271888474630318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/12/class-party.html' title='Class Party'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dAqBoon179A/TvDx4FCw2yI/AAAAAAAADxk/EobLXI5nn9s/s72-c/IMG_5745.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-4761555201828349227</id><published>2011-12-11T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T16:21:35.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here Comes Santa</title><content type='html'>Today we had a very successful visit with Santa. This year she did not cry and was very excited to meet him. We got a few cute pictures. It is still hard for us to believe that we have two kids. Don't really know why the Santa picture made me realize it, but it did. We always go to Bass Pro Shop to meet Santa. It is always really organized and they give you a free picture. Plus, their Santas are the real deal.&lt;br /&gt;In elf news, Lu and I decided that Gabriella needed something a little more girlish to wear, so we made her a dress. She left it with a note and this morning Gabriella was wearing it. The note is something that I wrote down word for word from what Lucy said. Kind of funny. Gabby needs some more clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685026394425818690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KoKvooIiXEI/TuVFYpp4fkI/AAAAAAAADss/j3MpV5R1Lek/s400/IMG_5723.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning we were all decked in Christmas attire for church. We won't be here for Christmas, so we wore our stuff today. You can't see, but RWS has on knee socks. It was SOOOO cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N-hp3gODW7g/TuVGlK6lPiI/AAAAAAAADs4/WsdeFLkJSHM/s1600/IMG_5730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685027709024288290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N-hp3gODW7g/TuVGlK6lPiI/AAAAAAAADs4/WsdeFLkJSHM/s400/IMG_5730.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1vCYcmvC9L0/TuVFYNU8j2I/AAAAAAAADsg/vKPST2_mRdc/s1600/IMG_5734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685026386821812066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1vCYcmvC9L0/TuVFYNU8j2I/AAAAAAAADsg/vKPST2_mRdc/s400/IMG_5734.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/-kini_8fRo1w/TuVFX7qx2NI/AAAAAAAADsU/Kniym5a7Diw/s1600/IMG_5742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685026382081546450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kini_8fRo1w/TuVFX7qx2NI/AAAAAAAADsU/Kniym5a7Diw/s400/IMG_5742.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-4761555201828349227?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/4761555201828349227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=4761555201828349227&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/4761555201828349227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/4761555201828349227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/12/here-comes-santa.html' title='Here Comes Santa'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KoKvooIiXEI/TuVFYpp4fkI/AAAAAAAADss/j3MpV5R1Lek/s72-c/IMG_5723.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-5750099681652253588</id><published>2011-12-08T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T09:39:39.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucy-isms</title><content type='html'>Last night Lu was dancing all over the den, making up songs about things we had talked about that day. Mary and Jophes (her pronunciation), Reynolds, Jesus, and dogs were some of the hot topics. My favorite was, and remember this was a song so picture it being sung...&lt;br /&gt;"Jesus was born when he was born."&lt;br /&gt;"Jophes and the three little wise men."&lt;br /&gt;"We don't have a dog, so we got a little baby."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this while spinning and tumbling. I wish I could remember more. It was very entertaining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-5750099681652253588?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/5750099681652253588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=5750099681652253588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/5750099681652253588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/5750099681652253588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/12/lucy-isms.html' title='Lucy-isms'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-6380227040758782796</id><published>2011-12-06T20:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T20:40:01.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gabriella Returns</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Gabriella returned today after staying in the North Pole for a few nights. She left a note saying that she wouldn't return until Lu started to be a little nicer to her Mom and Dad. Honestly she is lucky to be back. A toddler and a new baby can make for a nasty mix. Oh, especially when said toddler is a girl and only grandchild. Can we say S P O I L E D. I'm pretty exhausted trying to fix this! Maybe with Gabriella back we'll see some improvements.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having a midnight snack with Dora...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PokdEmBiiEY/Tt7soToZHwI/AAAAAAAADr8/eznoKOWZBuo/s1600/IMG_5712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683239956996759298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PokdEmBiiEY/Tt7soToZHwI/AAAAAAAADr8/eznoKOWZBuo/s400/IMG_5712.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Doing a little gold-fishing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLvVIupnbVk/Tt7soM8Q1rI/AAAAAAAADrw/iIJTXipSv6Y/s1600/IMG_5720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683239955201054386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLvVIupnbVk/Tt7soM8Q1rI/AAAAAAAADrw/iIJTXipSv6Y/s400/IMG_5720.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In other news... Lu got her school pictures back and I think they are great. It's amazing how much she has changed. She is such a cutie and (usually) a very sweet little girl. I love her so much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YmKGoS3SBpk/Tt7tcPbt1GI/AAAAAAAADsI/AB4wMJv67sc/s1600/IMG_5714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683240849223046242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YmKGoS3SBpk/Tt7tcPbt1GI/AAAAAAAADsI/AB4wMJv67sc/s400/IMG_5714.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-6380227040758782796?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/6380227040758782796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=6380227040758782796&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/6380227040758782796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/6380227040758782796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/12/gabriella-returns.html' title='Gabriella Returns'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PokdEmBiiEY/Tt7soToZHwI/AAAAAAAADr8/eznoKOWZBuo/s72-c/IMG_5712.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-290116420709258248</id><published>2011-12-04T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T20:09:12.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December, really?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So it's about 75 degrees and we are trying to get in the Christmas spirit. It's a little hard to do in short sleeves. We've been having a lot of fun doing some Christmas projects, thanks again to Pinterest. I love that site! Today we did not have tv because a certain 2 year old talks to her parents like a 15 year old. I'm not sure if it is more punishment for Mom and Dad or Lu to be tv free. It was actually very nice and we played and did some projects. Lucy loves to put on shows and today she had a dance class in her room. She lined all of her animals around the room to watch and set up chairs for Phillip and I to watch. Someone needs to get this girl an agent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682484231516713586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qz69VvGvR9w/Ttw9TS1P8nI/AAAAAAAADps/GiVLRhIoL7Q/s400/IMG_5660.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LhZR0Y6VEhQ/Ttw-q3oL4bI/AAAAAAAADqQ/4ySW-bSSRpI/s1600/IMG_5664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682485736042652082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LhZR0Y6VEhQ/Ttw-q3oL4bI/AAAAAAAADqQ/4ySW-bSSRpI/s400/IMG_5664.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then she wanted to go to the park dressed like this (notice the lip when I told her she couldn't):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fU_I0HjIgAw/Ttw-rBIMDQI/AAAAAAAADqc/iF5MuRTluRc/s1600/IMG_5689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682485738592800002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fU_I0HjIgAw/Ttw-rBIMDQI/AAAAAAAADqc/iF5MuRTluRc/s400/IMG_5689.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; RWS got all dressed up for church today. This was the first time we took him. He just sat in his car seat during the service and Sunday school. Overall he did well. Such a good little man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682484231767226578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VT-AbFyq4NA/Ttw9TTw-eNI/AAAAAAAADp4/P6pPH1fwaDM/s400/IMG_5665.JPG" /&gt; I feel like I never take pictures with him, so I made Phil take some. I look very tired, cause I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ru9aFmpe4Pk/Ttw9TywQrkI/AAAAAAAADqI/sKstJBItlEQ/s1600/IMG_5666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682484240085724738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ru9aFmpe4Pk/Ttw9TywQrkI/AAAAAAAADqI/sKstJBItlEQ/s400/IMG_5666.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZCgS8VQtZU/TtxCfwFL7BI/AAAAAAAADrY/LJyG5ms4hOM/s1600/IMG_5671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682489943084755986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZCgS8VQtZU/TtxCfwFL7BI/AAAAAAAADrY/LJyG5ms4hOM/s400/IMG_5671.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Someone has started smiling a little bit. We took a million pictures trying to capture one. Look at my chunky. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GLVMeAYeXB8/TtxCfjVenjI/AAAAAAAADrM/dO1_IGyXTU8/s1600/IMG_5695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682489939663429170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GLVMeAYeXB8/TtxCfjVenjI/AAAAAAAADrM/dO1_IGyXTU8/s400/IMG_5695.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then, this is what we had for dinner. Drunk chicken by Phil. Very delicious. I thought it looked really funny sitting on a beer can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-edTUSgCHJs8/TtxAVL73laI/AAAAAAAADq0/8_9NEDRbOPY/s1600/IMG_5698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682487562560050594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-edTUSgCHJs8/TtxAVL73laI/AAAAAAAADq0/8_9NEDRbOPY/s400/IMG_5698.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I talked Lu into wearing her Christmas dress and taking some pictures in front of the tree. All I had to say was she could hold her brother.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-otehsQcvtNI/TtxAU_29nrI/AAAAAAAADqo/RBJPq00nqMQ/s1600/IMG_5700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682487559318249138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-otehsQcvtNI/TtxAU_29nrI/AAAAAAAADqo/RBJPq00nqMQ/s400/IMG_5700.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are some of our projects from today. The reindeer are our fingerprints.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-324S3ZxJ02s/TtxAVrYNY9I/AAAAAAAADrA/Eu_cT_qFuWk/s1600/IMG_5711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682487571000419282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-324S3ZxJ02s/TtxAVrYNY9I/AAAAAAAADrA/Eu_cT_qFuWk/s400/IMG_5711.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The lights are her fingerprints. I think I'm going to do this on a dish cloth for a gift.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lJA4k5dkWsQ/TtxDKbryRXI/AAAAAAAADrk/z9lRVAzt8i0/s1600/IMG_5708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682490676343883122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lJA4k5dkWsQ/TtxDKbryRXI/AAAAAAAADrk/z9lRVAzt8i0/s400/IMG_5708.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-290116420709258248?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/290116420709258248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=290116420709258248&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/290116420709258248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/290116420709258248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-really.html' title='December, really?'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qz69VvGvR9w/Ttw9TS1P8nI/AAAAAAAADps/GiVLRhIoL7Q/s72-c/IMG_5660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-7135103586562097045</id><published>2011-12-02T06:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T06:11:36.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Direct Line</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Since Gabriella has a direct line to Santa, she left Lucy a little message last night. Lu had a bit of a (or a few) meltdown and was a little naughty. Gabriella told the big man and left her a message in her bathroom. She also brought back a note from Santa. Let's just say that this morning when she saw it, she wasn't really impressed. So much for using Gabriella's powers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vYKMGlUdbmA/TtjcN60Ou3I/AAAAAAAADpg/xLlcW4GwzH4/s1600/IMG_5600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681533061612616562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vYKMGlUdbmA/TtjcN60Ou3I/AAAAAAAADpg/xLlcW4GwzH4/s400/IMG_5600.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-7135103586562097045?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/7135103586562097045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=7135103586562097045&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/7135103586562097045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/7135103586562097045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/12/direct-line.html' title='Direct Line'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vYKMGlUdbmA/TtjcN60Ou3I/AAAAAAAADpg/xLlcW4GwzH4/s72-c/IMG_5600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-6348924170312273065</id><published>2011-11-30T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T12:21:52.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Hanging Around</title><content type='html'>Now that it's gotten cooler outside we are spending too much time together inside. I've tried to do a few things took keep us entertained. We also have broken out some Christmas clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the sweater outfits for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AS-0dus31xk/TtaPi8yxDRI/AAAAAAAADpU/wurSzqMZqt0/s1600/IMG_5590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680885810571840786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AS-0dus31xk/TtaPi8yxDRI/AAAAAAAADpU/wurSzqMZqt0/s400/IMG_5590.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What to do with your left over marshmellows from Thanksgiving...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680885797349248722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IdddeeS9ruY/TtaPiLiQTtI/AAAAAAAADo8/rYy6GoeUs6E/s400/IMG_5587.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VjHSAKqraAk/TtaPiiak8MI/AAAAAAAADpI/TarP_nXs6mc/s1600/IMG_5589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680885803491061954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VjHSAKqraAk/TtaPiiak8MI/AAAAAAAADpI/TarP_nXs6mc/s400/IMG_5589.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting Christmas gear out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UTuvqnYTwRc/TtaOTLXjFWI/AAAAAAAADos/qvrGSBRjDKU/s1600/IMG_5583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680884440094676322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UTuvqnYTwRc/TtaOTLXjFWI/AAAAAAAADos/qvrGSBRjDKU/s400/IMG_5583.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; War Eagle anyway...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N27uyT9GA7s/TtaOS97bkuI/AAAAAAAADok/FprD57Ay4z4/s1600/IMG_5581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680884436487082722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N27uyT9GA7s/TtaOS97bkuI/AAAAAAAADok/FprD57Ay4z4/s400/IMG_5581.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-6348924170312273065?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/6348924170312273065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=6348924170312273065&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/6348924170312273065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/6348924170312273065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/11/just-hanging-around.html' title='Just Hanging Around'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AS-0dus31xk/TtaPi8yxDRI/AAAAAAAADpU/wurSzqMZqt0/s72-c/IMG_5590.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-3767304453392485008</id><published>2011-11-29T19:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T07:14:59.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Who Has Come to Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K5QPO8atq5Y/TtWoPtX7GMI/AAAAAAAADoM/S0C82MM2E-A/s1600/IMG_5595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680631492829190338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K5QPO8atq5Y/TtWoPtX7GMI/AAAAAAAADoM/S0C82MM2E-A/s400/IMG_5595.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Elf on the Shelf has come to town. Little Gabriella elf has come to make sure Lucy and Reynolds are being nice so Santa will bring them presents this year. Lucy names everything Gabriella, so I wasn't surprised when she wanted to name our elf that. Not really sure where that name came from, but I'm sure there aren't too many other elves that share her, yes her, name. Phillip and I are so excited to do this. Should be fun to come up with a different spot for Gabby every night. What a fun tradition! We can't forget she is keeping an eye on Reynolds too. We caught her snuggling up with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3HTSG8Pv6tA/TtZIRcoGQlI/AAAAAAAADoY/_QxAtCqcOKc/s1600/IMG_5598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680807444553810514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3HTSG8Pv6tA/TtZIRcoGQlI/AAAAAAAADoY/_QxAtCqcOKc/s400/IMG_5598.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-3767304453392485008?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/3767304453392485008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=3767304453392485008&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/3767304453392485008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/3767304453392485008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/11/look-who-has-come-to-town.html' title='Look Who Has Come to Town'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K5QPO8atq5Y/TtWoPtX7GMI/AAAAAAAADoM/S0C82MM2E-A/s72-c/IMG_5595.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-1129892742532643382</id><published>2011-11-25T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T14:12:36.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gobble Gobble</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We started Thanksgiving off with a new tradition; turkey cinnamon rolls! Of course it was a &lt;a href="http://www.pinterest.com/"&gt;pinterest&lt;/a&gt; idea. This year my family drove to Louisiana to spend the holiday with us. It was so awesome of them to come all this way. It made it a lot easier with a new baby. It was the first time to tackle the Thanksgiving recipe. I will have to say it was a success! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679050788904164482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DLhDfygVG0k/TtAKmoYI3II/AAAAAAAADl8/pOV8q9WhZ8I/s400/IMG_5504.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679050784235570594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HgbupWqci18/TtAKmW_DxaI/AAAAAAAADlw/kC49BbCWTSk/s400/IMG_5507.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r7rSWk6jyBc/TtAKnFOrTZI/AAAAAAAADmI/2JFV-LfWX5A/s1600/IMG_5516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679050796649106834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r7rSWk6jyBc/TtAKnFOrTZI/AAAAAAAADmI/2JFV-LfWX5A/s400/IMG_5516.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Didn't they turn out cute!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pops got a little feeding time in with our newest turkey!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679052433822988418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-riTjLhEDunA/TtAMGYLWOII/AAAAAAAADmU/RFYGeRTVosQ/s400/IMG_5519.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679052437640997954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TH1mhbuOngo/TtAMGmZobEI/AAAAAAAADmg/d33VEPtSdXY/s400/IMG_5528.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679059051979810722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-770S5RL3_4U/TtASHmu5J6I/AAAAAAAADn0/yFsAmVa5LWI/s400/IMG_5533.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Carving the turkey. They did a great job!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679054732035580066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LWw_yfan9x8/TtAOMJr7YKI/AAAAAAAADms/ukZsslzUcTA/s400/IMG_5535.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lucy helped me set the table.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-78mpAjhnzX0/TtAOMZc4mSI/AAAAAAAADm4/7auIXr7QuJ8/s1600/IMG_5536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679054736267450658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-78mpAjhnzX0/TtAOMZc4mSI/AAAAAAAADm4/7auIXr7QuJ8/s400/IMG_5536.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look at that spread!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679056005975059554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6REAukAWp8/TtAPWTexLGI/AAAAAAAADnE/uxSzjaI7_Fs/s400/IMG_5539.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679057265773295442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dIpzhfyG86M/TtAQfomEt1I/AAAAAAAADnc/nMjWv4SoE4M/s400/IMG_5559.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679059057292053698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HxKVkTAaN_Q/TtASH6hbjMI/AAAAAAAADn8/uYmyv_PHbA0/s400/IMG_5551.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kzvhrAbssF0/TtAPWoptkEI/AAAAAAAADnQ/YnkvXNF_Dww/s1600/IMG_5545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679056011658104898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kzvhrAbssF0/TtAPWoptkEI/AAAAAAAADnQ/YnkvXNF_Dww/s400/IMG_5545.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Someone is a performer. She put on A LOT of "shows". Poor Aunt Molly was worn out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DeM3UyKLPzI/TtAQfzb5keI/AAAAAAAADno/EaJ-oYP_r_A/s1600/IMG_5575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679057268683411938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DeM3UyKLPzI/TtAQfzb5keI/AAAAAAAADno/EaJ-oYP_r_A/s400/IMG_5575.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-1129892742532643382?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/1129892742532643382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=1129892742532643382&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/1129892742532643382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/1129892742532643382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/11/gobble-gobble.html' title='Gobble Gobble'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DLhDfygVG0k/TtAKmoYI3II/AAAAAAAADl8/pOV8q9WhZ8I/s72-c/IMG_5504.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-5845044996491116547</id><published>2011-11-20T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T11:35:40.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday Phillip!! We love you so much and you are the best husband, father, and friend. I think I have the hardest working husband there is. He never complains and loves life. We should all have his attitude toward things. He is funny, smart, and loves being a dad. A certain little girl thinks he hung the moon. I can't wait for Reynolds to get to know his father. I couldn't think of a better role model for our son. If he is half the man his father is, then he will be good to go. Thank you Phillip for all that you do for us. We love you most! (quoting Tangled, his favorite movie.)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677905433248037986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zEMCksSrYwM/Tsv46KECfGI/AAAAAAAADlY/oEMObf31sRs/s400/IMG_5500.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B0LOkx5qv4k/Tsv46vYY5DI/AAAAAAAADlk/1NpuRYO7enQ/s1600/IMG_5501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677905443265504306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B0LOkx5qv4k/Tsv46vYY5DI/AAAAAAAADlk/1NpuRYO7enQ/s400/IMG_5501.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-5845044996491116547?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/5845044996491116547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=5845044996491116547&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/5845044996491116547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/5845044996491116547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-birthday-daddy.html' title='Happy Birthday Daddy'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zEMCksSrYwM/Tsv46KECfGI/AAAAAAAADlY/oEMObf31sRs/s72-c/IMG_5500.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-6504035595333514758</id><published>2011-11-18T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T06:33:10.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Feast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was Lu's school Thanksgiving Feast. They do such a great job with it every year. It is so special for the kids and they love to eat lunch with Mom and Dad. We got a great Thanksgiving meal and got to meet some of Lu's friends. I love seeing all of the projects the do and watching the big kids sing Thanksgiving songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IQGapWI0uz4/TsZqWjcjxVI/AAAAAAAADko/ItAuHrwYLPQ/s1600/IMG_5479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676341316051780946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IQGapWI0uz4/TsZqWjcjxVI/AAAAAAAADko/ItAuHrwYLPQ/s400/IMG_5479.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her place tags and place mat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sLOJURPkT_4/TsZqWc5_s_I/AAAAAAAADkc/old-3VTJZ8c/s1600/IMG_5471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676341314296198130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sLOJURPkT_4/TsZqWc5_s_I/AAAAAAAADkc/old-3VTJZ8c/s400/IMG_5471.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even Baby Skippy came to eat lunch with her. She really loved showing him off.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0YpPvmG0AnI/TsZriE3Mi-I/AAAAAAAADlA/rv42wxjZuPM/s1600/IMG_5476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676342608160648306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rLFmmR2J-vE/TsZrhw7UbHI/AAAAAAAADk0/Qc8JhkZXPSw/s400/IMG_5473.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some one was super excited to have her Daddy there!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676342613512063970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0YpPvmG0AnI/TsZriE3Mi-I/AAAAAAAADlA/rv42wxjZuPM/s400/IMG_5476.JPG" /&gt; And it was ok that Mom made it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-He11_3Gbz-w/TsZsPqXgkOI/AAAAAAAADlM/n-nPnZcVi0Q/s1600/IMG_5481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676343396673818850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-He11_3Gbz-w/TsZsPqXgkOI/AAAAAAAADlM/n-nPnZcVi0Q/s400/IMG_5481.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-6504035595333514758?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/6504035595333514758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=6504035595333514758&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/6504035595333514758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/6504035595333514758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-feast.html' title='Thanksgiving Feast'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IQGapWI0uz4/TsZqWjcjxVI/AAAAAAAADko/ItAuHrwYLPQ/s72-c/IMG_5479.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-3533351812424700566</id><published>2011-11-18T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T06:19:51.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Max and Ruby and such</title><content type='html'>So with all of the big changes around our house, Phillip and I wanted to do something special for Lucy. She is a big fan of the cartoon Max and Ruby. When I heard they were coming to the area I had to get a ticket. Phillip took Lu for a special Daddy/Daughter date. They got McDonalds and then went to the show. Phillip was so cute because he came out of our room in dress clothes and I asked him why he was so dressed up, and he said, "because Lucy and I are going on a date." He is a great Daddy. They had so much fun. She did really well and loved watching the play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676335942655584194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sOptKRsGZgE/TsZldx_Ep8I/AAAAAAAADi8/kulaDGKjTVE/s400/IMG_5417.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lHcfrt9TcFI/TsZleMbQaYI/AAAAAAAADjE/IBO0vmzMe9o/s1600/IMG_5420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676335949753117058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lHcfrt9TcFI/TsZleMbQaYI/AAAAAAAADjE/IBO0vmzMe9o/s400/IMG_5420.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676337082370133762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l2gQl30SC2c/TsZmgHwMjwI/AAAAAAAADjU/eQR8buTMN8Q/s400/IMG_5428.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k94yefr6-zU/TsZmgpGeATI/AAAAAAAADjg/R_ROnuNuCfg/s1600/IMG_5431.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lu has been doing such a great job as a big sister. She can be very helpful, when she wants. She loves her little brother and today I heard her say to him, "we are all best friends." Very sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UfKVMO1D-OI/TsZnsZnMLgI/AAAAAAAADj4/2rohQ5VpRkM/s1600/IMG_5455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676338392834256386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UfKVMO1D-OI/TsZnsZnMLgI/AAAAAAAADj4/2rohQ5VpRkM/s400/IMG_5455.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She was holding him while she was watching tv.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HVxlCerIX5A/TsZnsCdbDCI/AAAAAAAADjs/cuHV5ykXm60/s1600/IMG_5435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676338386619272226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HVxlCerIX5A/TsZnsCdbDCI/AAAAAAAADjs/cuHV5ykXm60/s400/IMG_5435.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She also has been really into her baby doll the past few days. When I put RWS on his play mat, she gets the other mat out and puts her baby on it. She has had a good time playing Mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aAWdO0IQBG8/TsZo1-Y_AtI/AAAAAAAADkQ/KW3Qu9AElX4/s1600/IMG_5458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676339656837235410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aAWdO0IQBG8/TsZo1-Y_AtI/AAAAAAAADkQ/KW3Qu9AElX4/s400/IMG_5458.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wonder what she is telling him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zft_QJvz4fk/TsZo1t3oA8I/AAAAAAAADkE/LnQpuZzX0_Y/s1600/IMG_5464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676339652402348994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zft_QJvz4fk/TsZo1t3oA8I/AAAAAAAADkE/LnQpuZzX0_Y/s400/IMG_5464.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-3533351812424700566?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/3533351812424700566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=3533351812424700566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/3533351812424700566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/3533351812424700566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/11/max-and-ruby-and-such.html' title='Max and Ruby and such'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sOptKRsGZgE/TsZldx_Ep8I/AAAAAAAADi8/kulaDGKjTVE/s72-c/IMG_5417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-4074002628858201590</id><published>2011-11-17T15:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T15:56:28.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How is this possible?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--om-inGQe8o/TsWfFvOJgsI/AAAAAAAADiw/t7qjZFlTz9E/s1600/IMG_5488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676117826294350530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--om-inGQe8o/TsWfFvOJgsI/AAAAAAAADiw/t7qjZFlTz9E/s400/IMG_5488.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-4074002628858201590?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/4074002628858201590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=4074002628858201590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/4074002628858201590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/4074002628858201590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/11/how-is-this-possible.html' title='How is this possible?'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--om-inGQe8o/TsWfFvOJgsI/AAAAAAAADiw/t7qjZFlTz9E/s72-c/IMG_5488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-3609511195940656676</id><published>2011-11-10T20:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T20:45:13.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congrats are in order</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QBUrJQvcYzI/TrymaFIfoXI/AAAAAAAADiY/X8xBGcjnEtk/s1600/marquee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673592597564596594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QBUrJQvcYzI/TrymaFIfoXI/AAAAAAAADiY/X8xBGcjnEtk/s400/marquee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congratulations to my awesome brother! Teacher of the year! He deserves it. His peers nominated him and several others and then voted. That says a lot about what his fellow teachers think of him. Way to go! Now quit making me look bad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;More baby stuff to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-3609511195940656676?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/3609511195940656676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=3609511195940656676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/3609511195940656676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/3609511195940656676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/11/congrats-are-in-order.html' title='Congrats are in order'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QBUrJQvcYzI/TrymaFIfoXI/AAAAAAAADiY/X8xBGcjnEtk/s72-c/marquee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-7563342780005772767</id><published>2011-10-21T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T15:08:19.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Here!</title><content type='html'>Reynolds is officially here, healthy, and home! We had a great birth experience and it went really fast. I was done in time for lunch. He is the cutest little guy. We are still trying to figure out who he looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy got a tricycle from Momma M and Grandaddy for being a big sister. She can fly on that thing. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666060359603244274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-66xb_9Wijzc/TqHj4IISzPI/AAAAAAAADeQ/7xr8CyM3cVQ/s400/IMG_4868.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to the hospital at 2 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n096Sw8si64/TqHj4VXcsgI/AAAAAAAADeg/0fI9KpKcDXg/s1600/IMG_4893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666060363156468226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n096Sw8si64/TqHj4VXcsgI/AAAAAAAADeg/0fI9KpKcDXg/s400/IMG_4893.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and a few short hours later, he arrived. He was 7lbs 10.5oz and 21 1/2in long. Just perfect!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCz4SYQsd8o/TqHldoaTU6I/AAAAAAAADfA/xeL-wVsqoEM/s1600/IMG_4944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666062103435498402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCz4SYQsd8o/TqHldoaTU6I/AAAAAAAADfA/xeL-wVsqoEM/s400/IMG_4944.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Proud Daddy!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YOcmMSZ31tI/TqHsCHhUZiI/AAAAAAAADg4/qtu64nnJ2sc/s1600/IMG_4958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666069327331485218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YOcmMSZ31tI/TqHsCHhUZiI/AAAAAAAADg4/qtu64nnJ2sc/s400/IMG_4958.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Big sister came and all of his grandparents! (Lucy holding him for the first time.)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IzdchmHMsV4/TqHldHjYX-I/AAAAAAAADe0/K5vbOABoOp0/s1600/IMG_4934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666062094615207906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IzdchmHMsV4/TqHldHjYX-I/AAAAAAAADe0/K5vbOABoOp0/s400/IMG_4934.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Momma M and Grandaddy were here...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666063849417203970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-unQ3GepCgyw/TqHnDQsx4QI/AAAAAAAADfc/7Anv31ybQN4/s400/IMG_4939.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and Meme and Pops too!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666063851199895730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2J2PrI9nQfg/TqHnDXVzmLI/AAAAAAAADfM/AK50D-QkOlQ/s400/IMG_4955.JPG" /&gt;First picture of our family of four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7PVTKWjYkOQ/TqHnEGJqlOI/AAAAAAAADfk/heyf7nBb0AI/s1600/IMG_4997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666063863765439714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7PVTKWjYkOQ/TqHnEGJqlOI/AAAAAAAADfk/heyf7nBb0AI/s400/IMG_4997.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They have cute matching shirts.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666066605515291362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MpM6vhCKll0/TqHpjr9xOuI/AAAAAAAADfw/qJJoGrs4N_o/s400/IMG_4995.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;About to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iUgV1rJ8YYs/TqHpjsHnbtI/AAAAAAAADgA/dt7JoYhd29I/s1600/IMG_5019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666066605556592338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iUgV1rJ8YYs/TqHpjsHnbtI/AAAAAAAADgA/dt7JoYhd29I/s400/IMG_5019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Welcoming her brother home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666068013396508450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kygpGrTNtZ8/TqHq1ouzvyI/AAAAAAAADgU/rzJcVU85AdA/s400/IMG_5032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucy and Momma M decorated the door for his arrival.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666068016999760914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w9qJc7ZmVqg/TqHq12J5BBI/AAAAAAAADgc/DqBFKryoUPk/s400/IMG_5034.JPG" /&gt;She drew this picture at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lZxg9ZgmcUI/TqHq19HNYjI/AAAAAAAADgs/M3Y-psEJrEE/s1600/IMG_5036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666068018867561010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lZxg9ZgmcUI/TqHq19HNYjI/AAAAAAAADgs/M3Y-psEJrEE/s400/IMG_5036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Being a good big sis and reading him a book.&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;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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DWs3MWmQJvY/TqHijyicZgI/AAAAAAAADeE/Z2JUIeMHC4k/s1600/IMG_5172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666058910698333698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DWs3MWmQJvY/TqHijyicZgI/AAAAAAAADeE/Z2JUIeMHC4k/s400/IMG_5172.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-7563342780005772767?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/7563342780005772767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=7563342780005772767&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/7563342780005772767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/7563342780005772767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/10/hes-here.html' title='He&apos;s Here!'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-66xb_9Wijzc/TqHj4IISzPI/AAAAAAAADeQ/7xr8CyM3cVQ/s72-c/IMG_4868.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-2197571980462582657</id><published>2011-10-14T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T12:31:22.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Pinterest Project</title><content type='html'>I LOVE&lt;a href="http://www.pinterest.com/"&gt; pinterest &lt;/a&gt;and all of the fun ideas you can do with your kids. We did a Halloween craft today. I figure I better do it before the baby comes or it probably won't happen. I have gotten a couple of ideas for her class treats on there too. Easy stuff to do and so cute! If you haven't checked it out, you need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663431798805103058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mUHwAUknkbk/TpiNNwFuAdI/AAAAAAAADds/wgdScx_m0OE/s400/IMG_4851.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After we made her footprints, we waited for them to dry. Then we glued the moon, eyes, and mouth on. I think they turned out cute.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uZETOyGPuPE/TpiNONfi1NI/AAAAAAAADd4/xDU12jLgnc4/s1600/IMG_4853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663431806698050770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uZETOyGPuPE/TpiNONfi1NI/AAAAAAAADd4/xDU12jLgnc4/s400/IMG_4853.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-2197571980462582657?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/2197571980462582657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=2197571980462582657&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/2197571980462582657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/2197571980462582657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/10/another-pinterest-project.html' title='Another Pinterest Project'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mUHwAUknkbk/TpiNNwFuAdI/AAAAAAAADds/wgdScx_m0OE/s72-c/IMG_4851.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-8670136134982469517</id><published>2011-10-09T11:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T11:41:44.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart-Broken</title><content type='html'>Well, we were hoping this day would never come. Baton Rouge is the home of LSU and now our daughter, our own flesh and blood, says she wants to go there when she is older. Phillip explained to her that her Grandaddy and all of her aunts and uncles went to Auburn and we want her to go there. She said she did not want to go to Auburn and she wanted to go to LSU because it made her happy. She also wants to be with Mike the Tiger. So, heartbroken parents right here. The only silver lining is we won't be here forever and hopefully she will grow out of the horrible purple and gold phase! :) Although, she and Daddy had a blast tailgating yesterday with her best buddy, Amelia. Those girls act crazy when they are together. Maybe they don't need to go to the same college. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661561183045414370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kCVnzFwykTs/TpHn5lWP7eI/AAAAAAAADdE/o65Knwrp698/s400/IMG_4801.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dancing like crazy girls!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661561188044261794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6JtQsj0FSF8/TpHn53-ESaI/AAAAAAAADdM/OFcULskNpn0/s400/IMG_4804.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661562877604496642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fCURq-ngSSs/TpHpcOEnhQI/AAAAAAAADdU/YkF4KtJb6q4/s400/IMG_4816.JPG" /&gt; Evidently they ate the heck out of some strawberries. Then they figured out they could wear them like a ring.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ozgn8GP9rPg/TpHpcmZ9WbI/AAAAAAAADdk/x95NDeUkeic/s1600/IMG_4831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661562884136458674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ozgn8GP9rPg/TpHpcmZ9WbI/AAAAAAAADdk/x95NDeUkeic/s400/IMG_4831.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Looking for Mike the Tiger.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JHwh5o68kGM/TpHpcTJANQI/AAAAAAAADdc/9ecZpbRTuQo/s1600/IMG_4821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661562878965069058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JHwh5o68kGM/TpHpcTJANQI/AAAAAAAADdc/9ecZpbRTuQo/s400/IMG_4821.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-8670136134982469517?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/8670136134982469517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=8670136134982469517&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/8670136134982469517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/8670136134982469517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/10/heart-broken.html' title='Heart-Broken'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kCVnzFwykTs/TpHn5lWP7eI/AAAAAAAADdE/o65Knwrp698/s72-c/IMG_4801.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-1165502297511480479</id><published>2011-10-08T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T09:41:21.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost There</title><content type='html'>I haven't really taken too many pictures of me during this pregnancy. I thought that I would show my family, that is kind of far, what I look like these days. One week from Monday I will be induced, unless he decides to appear before then. It is really funny how different your pregnancies can be. With this one I am much more of a ball, straight out. My doctor said my belly is text book BOY! With Lucy I got much wider. Sorry to torture you all, but I thought the fam needed an update. They also needed a picture to go with all of the complaining! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661160445805651698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVvWUVFo0es/TpB7bmy85vI/AAAAAAAADc0/pnumvMTBEtk/s400/1week.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad, and then I turn to the side. If you think that looks like it hurts, it does. Any guesses at what his size will be? At 35 weeks he was 5 lbs 15oz. That is just the 50 %. I think he is pretty long. I'm going close to 8 lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xSS5VXTbfDM/TpB7b-ROaRI/AAAAAAAADc8/LfnZ1P7RIx0/s1600/side.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661160452106643730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xSS5VXTbfDM/TpB7b-ROaRI/AAAAAAAADc8/LfnZ1P7RIx0/s400/side.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game Day!!! War Eagle!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-1165502297511480479?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/1165502297511480479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=1165502297511480479&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/1165502297511480479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/1165502297511480479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/10/almost-there.html' title='Almost There'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVvWUVFo0es/TpB7bmy85vI/AAAAAAAADc0/pnumvMTBEtk/s72-c/1week.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-2201678085695749497</id><published>2011-10-07T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T07:03:34.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Projects</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;If you haven't been to Hobby Lobby lately you need to go. All of their fall stuff is 40% off and Halloween is 30% off. I found some really cute little projects Lu and I can do at home. They had some great stuff. I got a few decorations and, of course, candy corn. That is one of my favorite things about fall. I think Lucy has taken after me too. When she woke up this morning she asked for some "corn". We had a good time making some things yesterday. The good thing is packages came with several, so it will last a while. I figured we are going to be stuck in the house for a while and we needed some things to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some of the things I got for us to try...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660747379269106946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AfKGirNXe64/To8Dv-CO_QI/AAAAAAAADcE/gzzSLP3_UNo/s400/IMG_4768.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We really liked putting the house together. I glued it on a big piece of paper so she could decorate around it. Now we can hang it up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7xh3_m-1jLs/To8DwbydRII/AAAAAAAADcU/LKPLK4JOXH8/s1600/IMG_4771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660747387255997570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7xh3_m-1jLs/To8DwbydRII/AAAAAAAADcU/LKPLK4JOXH8/s400/IMG_4771.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jEzO_M_dtnE/To8DwN3dtVI/AAAAAAAADcM/5SV2Cf8qf2o/s1600/IMG_4769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660747383518901586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jEzO_M_dtnE/To8DwN3dtVI/AAAAAAAADcM/5SV2Cf8qf2o/s400/IMG_4769.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We painted masks.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660748234270522274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Whi1X9-i8Rc/To8EhvKdO6I/AAAAAAAADcc/Ag4qcTl2gf0/s400/IMG_4772.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mom even made one.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-60dYsdkcnJQ/To8EhwZ4FYI/AAAAAAAADck/HMEyJtnLTQU/s1600/IMG_4774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660748234603632002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-60dYsdkcnJQ/To8EhwZ4FYI/AAAAAAAADck/HMEyJtnLTQU/s400/IMG_4774.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And we are a little early, but we can always share what we are thankful for. The package came with a lot of cards to fill out and stickers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sSgz7YX0G20/To8F-_7WivI/AAAAAAAADcs/BjTCRhyX670/s1600/IMG_4775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660749836498406130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sSgz7YX0G20/To8F-_7WivI/AAAAAAAADcs/BjTCRhyX670/s400/IMG_4775.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-2201678085695749497?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/2201678085695749497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=2201678085695749497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/2201678085695749497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/2201678085695749497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/10/fall-projects.html' title='Fall Projects'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AfKGirNXe64/To8Dv-CO_QI/AAAAAAAADcE/gzzSLP3_UNo/s72-c/IMG_4768.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-2066852922613279496</id><published>2011-10-05T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T15:24:46.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh, We Can Breathe Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We are all enjoying the weather around here. Even though it is still in the 80s, it sure is a nice change from the suffocating summer. Lucy has gotten out and we have learned how to peddle our trike all by our self. It's not the best tricycle, and the peddles slide a little, so that makes it difficult sometimes. She has done great though. We even are getting into the fall spirit and painted some pumpkins today. She picked them out with her Dad on their date and today we made them pretty to surprise him. Lu said," Daddy is going to be so proud of me." He will be!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;She insisted on the helmet at first.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RYcJJqdaPp8/TozW0OfW_OI/AAAAAAAADbc/wKPaWkEqN-k/s1600/IMG_4756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660135024429038818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RYcJJqdaPp8/TozW0OfW_OI/AAAAAAAADbc/wKPaWkEqN-k/s400/IMG_4756.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It didn't last long. She was very proud of herself!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5LItgd9jr5g/TozWz1NiXEI/AAAAAAAADbU/0euWq6F-X5U/s1600/IMG_4757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660135017643400258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5LItgd9jr5g/TozWz1NiXEI/AAAAAAAADbU/0euWq6F-X5U/s400/IMG_4757.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course we had to have pink. Most things are pink these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SnjNN_g6zEc/TozYN-eCrZI/AAAAAAAADb0/YyUPNhPcIlQ/s1600/IMG_4762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660136566316772754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SnjNN_g6zEc/TozYN-eCrZI/AAAAAAAADb0/YyUPNhPcIlQ/s400/IMG_4762.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This pumpkin painting business is very intense.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IuM_9zT-Qt4/TozYNmFS85I/AAAAAAAADbs/LNsH691HPcY/s1600/IMG_4766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660136559770530706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IuM_9zT-Qt4/TozYNmFS85I/AAAAAAAADbs/LNsH691HPcY/s400/IMG_4766.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She did take it very seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N-PxRVbnqII/TozYNXH2hII/AAAAAAAADbk/qRQVvQo28kM/s1600/IMG_4760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660136555754718338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N-PxRVbnqII/TozYNXH2hII/AAAAAAAADbk/qRQVvQo28kM/s400/IMG_4760.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, maybe we got a little bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TKyF2KmE3D4/TozYmcOqAII/AAAAAAAADb8/jlCOqKGWYvs/s1600/IMG_4767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660136986622165122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TKyF2KmE3D4/TozYmcOqAII/AAAAAAAADb8/jlCOqKGWYvs/s400/IMG_4767.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-2066852922613279496?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/2066852922613279496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=2066852922613279496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/2066852922613279496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/2066852922613279496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/10/ahh-we-can-breathe-again.html' title='Ahh, We Can Breathe Again'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RYcJJqdaPp8/TozW0OfW_OI/AAAAAAAADbc/wKPaWkEqN-k/s72-c/IMG_4756.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-7722237210771290054</id><published>2011-09-30T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T14:45:57.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready for Reynolds</title><content type='html'>The count down is on. It has been on for a while now. I have been dilated 4 centimeters since 35 weeks. That is just the first time I was checked, so who knows how long I have been dilated. Things are stalled for now due to some things that happened during Lucy's birth, nothing major. Hoping that things get going next week. His room is ready, and hopefully we are. Most of you know we are just temporarily in Baton Rouge, so decorating a nursery isn't quite as fun as it could be. I am happy with it though. Luckily the room is big enough to keep a bed which will be nice for the grandparents and any visitors. Can't wait to meet this guy. He is really active and at an ultrasound recently he measured about 6 lbs. That was the 50%. Right on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658257510488748226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jASZOh2Q-G0/ToYrOiBeMMI/AAAAAAAADas/fnong1HCWvE/s400/IMG_4741.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Z7G1zqZoCE/ToYrOwo7vjI/AAAAAAAADa0/VZ4K8Yd0wZY/s1600/IMG_4742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658257514412359218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Z7G1zqZoCE/ToYrOwo7vjI/AAAAAAAADa0/VZ4K8Yd0wZY/s400/IMG_4742.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These pictures are probably my favorite thing in the nursery. I don't know if you can tell but they are a collage from magazines. I found them at a store where my parents live and they were a gift from my uncle. I love them and think we can use them for a long time. They are so cool and different.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658259139042421794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s2GB8rqUjyM/ToYstU27LCI/AAAAAAAADa8/MmD1Go3Vz7M/s400/IMG_4745.JPG" /&gt;This is the bedding up close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ufYePIFyY7U/ToYst1P7Y-I/AAAAAAAADbM/VSZkKAq67nA/s1600/IMG_4744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658259147737228258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ufYePIFyY7U/ToYst1P7Y-I/AAAAAAAADbM/VSZkKAq67nA/s400/IMG_4744.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here is the big sister who is about to have her world rocked!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSE4NKDdl3M/ToYstnvvlXI/AAAAAAAADbE/5EGGSSrv68E/s1600/IMG_4755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658259144112575858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSE4NKDdl3M/ToYstnvvlXI/AAAAAAAADbE/5EGGSSrv68E/s400/IMG_4755.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A few things I would like to thank this unborn child for:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Skin tags. gross and they just keep popping up&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. PUPPS. Evidently a rash that appears on your belly in the last 4 weeks of pregnancy and it. is. miserable. Mostly happens when you are having a boy. Thanks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Other skin thing-ies. Just weird things that grow on me now. Again, gross.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Stretch Marks on my Stomach. This stomach will never see the light of day again. Believe me, it is better for all of us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Varicose Veins. Thought I dodged the bullet with Lucy. Nope.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. Cankles. They better go down after his birth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. Lacking the ability to walk without saying "Oh" every time I take a step. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. Loss of bladder control. Is it too early for Depends?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even with all of these body altering changes, I can't wait to meet Reynolds. We are so BLESSED to have him. I pray he is healthy and strong. I would take the list above a million times over, even if I don't need a Halloween costume anymore. I will just be the gross old lady with mysterious growths.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-7722237210771290054?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/7722237210771290054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=7722237210771290054&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/7722237210771290054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/7722237210771290054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/09/ready-for-reynolds.html' title='Ready for Reynolds'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jASZOh2Q-G0/ToYrOiBeMMI/AAAAAAAADas/fnong1HCWvE/s72-c/IMG_4741.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-3054908172355253242</id><published>2011-09-20T07:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T08:32:34.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok, So this is what we've been up to</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well, I have been a bad blogger lately. I have no good excuse. Believe me, I was trying to think of one. I'm just about to have a baby and have a two and a half year old. That might be excuse enough. I'm pooped! We have been keeping pretty busy though. Here are some things that we have done recently. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have made several art projects. I found this one on Pinterest. I know you all love that sight as much as me. This was a just a little something we sent to our Grandmothers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654459083157359778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-znVVnV2G_d8/Tnisk9iTTKI/AAAAAAAADZU/WwB7FIEGjH4/s400/IMG_4595.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have had many picnics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8H9s8nIpXjg/TnislsIAh2I/AAAAAAAADZk/ee5md3F6Z7k/s1600/IMG_4607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654459095663544162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8H9s8nIpXjg/TnislsIAh2I/AAAAAAAADZk/ee5md3F6Z7k/s400/IMG_4607.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Played monster/alien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OZo_cUZQseQ/TnislegUmXI/AAAAAAAADZc/Rr0L0C_5enk/s1600/IMG_4604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654459092007426418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OZo_cUZQseQ/TnislegUmXI/AAAAAAAADZc/Rr0L0C_5enk/s400/IMG_4604.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tried out the indoor bounce house. We went for a birthday party this time. Lu has absolutely no fear when it comes to this stuff. The higher, the better as far as she is concerned. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UIA8uDDBmj4/Tnit2X5H1ZI/AAAAAAAADZ0/hmqwEfTOiy8/s1600/IMG_4615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654460481801803154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UIA8uDDBmj4/Tnit2X5H1ZI/AAAAAAAADZ0/hmqwEfTOiy8/s400/IMG_4615.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had a hard time finding a picture where she wasn't going WWF on the other children. She might be the only pro wrestler that wants to have pink nails and a big bow. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xo9-SCxH5wk/Tnit2Hn4E4I/AAAAAAAADZs/jVkTSkTCbjU/s1600/IMG_4613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654460477434499970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xo9-SCxH5wk/Tnit2Hn4E4I/AAAAAAAADZs/jVkTSkTCbjU/s400/IMG_4613.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best I could get with the birthday girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6XG5r9odO3Q/Tniu3lTmFNI/AAAAAAAADaE/aK9Oj-vGyA0/s1600/IMG_4632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654461602093995218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6XG5r9odO3Q/Tniu3lTmFNI/AAAAAAAADaE/aK9Oj-vGyA0/s400/IMG_4632.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now we only eat the tops off the cupcakes. I also cut her hair in a bob one night when she was sitting in my lap. I think this pregnancy is making me crazy. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AoN0GpgZGyE/Tniu3Z7LFaI/AAAAAAAADZ8/FS0MUl9IgII/s1600/IMG_4627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654461599038772642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AoN0GpgZGyE/Tniu3Z7LFaI/AAAAAAAADZ8/FS0MUl9IgII/s400/IMG_4627.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We started Friday Night Movie Night. She got to get in Dad's sleeping bag and we watched Bambi. I would have to say it is her absolute favorite movie. She thought that she was big stuff in that sleeping bag. If we are good all week, we get to do it again. Crossing my fingers that it works.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q5TJOosk9EE/TniwPtTWq9I/AAAAAAAADaU/_TOamNhsfHA/s1600/IMG_4732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654463116068957138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q5TJOosk9EE/TniwPtTWq9I/AAAAAAAADaU/_TOamNhsfHA/s400/IMG_4732.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We also went to the zoo. Not smart for someone who is 35 weeks pregnant and lives in the heat of Southern Louisiana. We had a good time, but I was spent by the end of it.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-70qUrpPy-6k/TniwPROFm7I/AAAAAAAADaM/1MGdEuFAWdE/s1600/IMG_4634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654463108530674610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-70qUrpPy-6k/TniwPROFm7I/AAAAAAAADaM/1MGdEuFAWdE/s400/IMG_4634.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And lastly, we helped Dad wash his car. Big hit!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654464153956374466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bEN68qMf0_k/TnixMHu_18I/AAAAAAAADac/Vr2ZmO5Z3U8/s400/IMG_4735.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pNyZxv7aVos/TnixMUz16fI/AAAAAAAADak/WEeKoI96z84/s1600/IMG_4740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654464157466356210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pNyZxv7aVos/TnixMUz16fI/AAAAAAAADak/WEeKoI96z84/s400/IMG_4740.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-3054908172355253242?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/3054908172355253242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=3054908172355253242&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/3054908172355253242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/3054908172355253242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/09/ok-so-this-is-what-weve-been-up-to.html' title='Ok, So this is what we&apos;ve been up to'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-znVVnV2G_d8/Tnisk9iTTKI/AAAAAAAADZU/WwB7FIEGjH4/s72-c/IMG_4595.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-1142386949172744576</id><published>2011-08-24T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T15:53:03.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NOLA Aquarium</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today we took a day trip to the New Orleans Aquarium with some friends. We had a great time and Lucy loved looking at the fish. She said her favorite animal at the aquarium was the fish. I guess that is what we were there to see. She also liked the jellyfish. It was nice to do something a little different and fun to do with a friend. By the way: the pacifier issue is going very well. We really only had one day that was hard. She doesn't even ask for it. Although, she doesn't take a nap every day now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Checking out the fish with her friend Tate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644557663535651106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RtITGYxrojg/TlV_SfFAWSI/AAAAAAAADY0/n4m_x0L7ea0/s400/IMG_4571.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8rzKFM37ZqE/TlWAYUNVgLI/AAAAAAAADZM/8tpx2pD0_zI/s1600/IMG_4584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644558863208644786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8rzKFM37ZqE/TlWAYUNVgLI/AAAAAAAADZM/8tpx2pD0_zI/s400/IMG_4584.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gPETlthcJQ8/TlWAX-lcFYI/AAAAAAAADZE/9KpImj_wf2A/s1600/IMG_4583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644558857404159362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gPETlthcJQ8/TlWAX-lcFYI/AAAAAAAADZE/9KpImj_wf2A/s400/IMG_4583.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Psmp7iIlKBk/TlV_S-4fNDI/AAAAAAAADY8/gidthj3TaB8/s1600/IMG_4574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644557672073081906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Psmp7iIlKBk/TlV_S-4fNDI/AAAAAAAADY8/gidthj3TaB8/s400/IMG_4574.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-1142386949172744576?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/1142386949172744576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=1142386949172744576&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/1142386949172744576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/1142386949172744576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/08/nola-aquarium.html' title='NOLA Aquarium'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RtITGYxrojg/TlV_SfFAWSI/AAAAAAAADY0/n4m_x0L7ea0/s72-c/IMG_4571.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-2235724679684994319</id><published>2011-08-15T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T13:41:17.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye Sassy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today we said goodbye to the Sassy (pacifier). We have already done it once, but some how they returned. This time we are done. I told her a few weeks ago that we were going to send them to someone that didn't have pacis and she could choose who she wanted to have them. She chose my parents' dogs and my aunt's dog. So today we wrote them a letter, colored it, put them in a bag, and took them to the post office. She picked out some pretty envelopes and then we gave them to the postman. If she does well this week we will go pick out a toy on Friday. So far, no nap. So this should be interesting. I'm preparing for a long few days. Now I have to go through the house and find any stragglers. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641185173589767938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p-SEwvAGtYo/TkmEBvAEtwI/AAAAAAAADYk/75qAOt_S_w4/s400/IMG_4528.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_NwWyypIps0/TkmEB6EkT4I/AAAAAAAADYs/8skR8G0XGDc/s1600/IMG_4533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641185176561405826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_NwWyypIps0/TkmEB6EkT4I/AAAAAAAADYs/8skR8G0XGDc/s400/IMG_4533.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-2235724679684994319?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/2235724679684994319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=2235724679684994319&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/2235724679684994319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/2235724679684994319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/08/bye-bye-sassy.html' title='Bye Bye Sassy'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p-SEwvAGtYo/TkmEBvAEtwI/AAAAAAAADYk/75qAOt_S_w4/s72-c/IMG_4528.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-1719491018755968750</id><published>2011-08-14T18:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T20:07:09.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Vacay</title><content type='html'>This past week we took one last trip to visit my folks before I can't travel any more. We had a great trip, but it went by way too quickly. My uncle and cousin came from NY and two of my friends from high school came from Charleston. We did a lot of laughing and even more eating. It was bitter sweet leaving. Hard to believe that the next time we go back we will have another child. Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;First we spent the day on Fernandina Beach.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640894357019394322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JqVEcOo60hk/Tkh7h-2lgRI/AAAAAAAADWc/f3jB68VA4EY/s400/IMG_4387.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OIUsGPb2r58/Tkh7iWIqICI/AAAAAAAADWk/5bPGKZ6OBvc/s1600/IMG_4389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640894363269210146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OIUsGPb2r58/Tkh7iWIqICI/AAAAAAAADWk/5bPGKZ6OBvc/s400/IMG_4389.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucy loved finding shells to take back to Meme and Pops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-imBVx5CiEPw/Tkh6vdmEjCI/AAAAAAAADWU/U_UVXgPVFDY/s1600/IMG_4386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640893489098296354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-imBVx5CiEPw/Tkh6vdmEjCI/AAAAAAAADWU/U_UVXgPVFDY/s400/IMG_4386.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_ca49xXWVeo/Tkh6vMBpTZI/AAAAAAAADWM/lCuYB_nWB1U/s1600/IMG_4385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640893484382113170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_ca49xXWVeo/Tkh6vMBpTZI/AAAAAAAADWM/lCuYB_nWB1U/s400/IMG_4385.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then we ate dinner Lowcountry style! Nothing better than a Beaufort Boil, boiled peanuts, cracker salad, and beer (for non pregnant people).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WWMBsacefKo/Tkh-LM1ZgqI/AAAAAAAADWs/is8rRgetAyA/s1600/IMG_4405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640897264170402466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WWMBsacefKo/Tkh-LM1ZgqI/AAAAAAAADWs/is8rRgetAyA/s400/IMG_4405.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzqU4QZ4tWI/TkiArtlfYRI/AAAAAAAADXM/fWYBO_h3Aas/s1600/IMG_4415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640900021741117714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzqU4QZ4tWI/TkiArtlfYRI/AAAAAAAADXM/fWYBO_h3Aas/s400/IMG_4415.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of the best friends!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SVh1ZUMpwSk/TkiAreb936I/AAAAAAAADXE/ngaLoxNt5Ac/s1600/IMG_4414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640900017674641314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SVh1ZUMpwSk/TkiAreb936I/AAAAAAAADXE/ngaLoxNt5Ac/s400/IMG_4414.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My husband is special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wD7voQF8tq4/TkiM_CT-18I/AAAAAAAADYc/kIIe517zJKY/s1600/IMG_4412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640913547861874626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wD7voQF8tq4/TkiM_CT-18I/AAAAAAAADYc/kIIe517zJKY/s400/IMG_4412.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent the next day at the neighborhood pool. It felt awesome and we took full advantage of the Tiki Hut.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pmWll9dZYM8/TkiCr6SKz5I/AAAAAAAADXk/qHT-05mNYj4/s1600/IMG_4445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640902224172994450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pmWll9dZYM8/TkiCr6SKz5I/AAAAAAAADXk/qHT-05mNYj4/s400/IMG_4445.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We shared a strawberry daiquiri. I didn't get too much because someone loves a frozen drink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-clRZZ1zh7gA/TkiCrnpYx1I/AAAAAAAADXc/8nWMrIrRXi8/s1600/IMG_4450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640902219170105170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-clRZZ1zh7gA/TkiCrnpYx1I/AAAAAAAADXc/8nWMrIrRXi8/s400/IMG_4450.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She said she was going to get her flip flops and came back with this. I don't know if you can tell, but it is a fly swatter that says "Shoe Fly" and has flip flop on the end of a stick. She was walking around with it forever. We all had a good laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HO6nvLXAcJc/TkiCrcZCsXI/AAAAAAAADXU/3uUHQy2EUMg/s1600/IMG_4436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640902216148758898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HO6nvLXAcJc/TkiCrcZCsXI/AAAAAAAADXU/3uUHQy2EUMg/s400/IMG_4436.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That night we all got together again. We ate plenty of leftovers and played some pretty fun games. It was a blast! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Morrissey brothers and sister...minus Mike. (Why didn't I get their tan skin?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_VTm_5I6pg/TkiErhfugGI/AAAAAAAADX8/Jw60flBFB9s/s1600/IMG_4499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640904416542228578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_VTm_5I6pg/TkiErhfugGI/AAAAAAAADX8/Jw60flBFB9s/s400/IMG_4499.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me, mom, Gina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RFI_btTpaYw/TkiEraMgBfI/AAAAAAAADX0/EC9pukiEkBA/s1600/IMG_4484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640904414582539762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RFI_btTpaYw/TkiEraMgBfI/AAAAAAAADX0/EC9pukiEkBA/s400/IMG_4484.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grace, Emily, Pat, and Anne (the Yankees)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fmLmvPZ_78A/TkiErG37GxI/AAAAAAAADXs/CyIAteNIg-Q/s1600/IMG_4470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640904409395960594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fmLmvPZ_78A/TkiErG37GxI/AAAAAAAADXs/CyIAteNIg-Q/s400/IMG_4470.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Helping Ms. Kerri get ready.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640906317701489922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MuzERdr4QQc/TkiGaL3apQI/AAAAAAAADYE/UpriL5hWBdI/s400/IMG_4501.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640906322874607618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TicV58aXL1s/TkiGafIyKAI/AAAAAAAADYM/1XGP_hqGlfc/s400/IMG_4503.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we played Headbandz. It is from the 80s and a lot of fun. You have to wear the card on your head and try and figure out what it is by asking questions. Basically like 20 questions. Dad didn't know they had a card with his name on it. Hehehe! Complete coincidence that he picked that card.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CHP6p4ppFIo/TkiGazxDVhI/AAAAAAAADYU/LzUVI4nfxpI/s1600/IMG_4511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640906328412214802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CHP6p4ppFIo/TkiGazxDVhI/AAAAAAAADYU/LzUVI4nfxpI/s400/IMG_4511.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-1719491018755968750?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/1719491018755968750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=1719491018755968750&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/1719491018755968750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/1719491018755968750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/08/mini-vacay.html' title='Mini Vacay'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JqVEcOo60hk/Tkh7h-2lgRI/AAAAAAAADWc/f3jB68VA4EY/s72-c/IMG_4387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-8946863351210159720</id><published>2011-08-09T10:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T13:43:00.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookie Monster</title><content type='html'>Today was Lu's first day in her new class, the Cookie Monsters. In this class she will have two teachers and more friends to play with. They have a gerbil and fish and lots of activities. I have been pretty nervous about her switch because she loves her other teacher Ms. Sarah. She did great though and walked right in and washed her hands and sat down and played play dough. I was so happy. She is usually a crier, so you can imagine my excitement when she did that. I'm sure the play dough helped. We have been talking about it for a while and trying to get her excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready for her first day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638907338508783506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8mg_AhAXDtU/TkFsWSEoz5I/AAAAAAAADVs/rAzBks3_Trw/s400/IMG_4379.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;She was pretty excited!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K5wQTNsJ50o/TkFsWpBvLvI/AAAAAAAADV0/zkPzC6iwXF8/s1600/IMG_4380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638907344670633714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K5wQTNsJ50o/TkFsWpBvLvI/AAAAAAAADV0/zkPzC6iwXF8/s400/IMG_4380.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I picked Lucy up she had a good report. No crying all day and she said she had fun. She ran straight to show me her picture that she colored. Then she showed me around her classroom. Instead of eating in their class, they go to the cafeteria. Such a big girl. Instead of sleeping in a crib, they sleep on nap mats. She seems a little tired, so that might take some getting used to. I hope next drop off goes as well as today!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Showing off her artwork.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638958865621473042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hDTvpcbnXq8/TkGbNjhoVxI/AAAAAAAADV8/knu5w928jHg/s400/IMG_4381.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and she showed off the class pet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YTWnwo2tHyc/TkGbN0Qj-KI/AAAAAAAADWE/p29GKnTer74/s1600/IMG_4383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638958870113286306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YTWnwo2tHyc/TkGbN0Qj-KI/AAAAAAAADWE/p29GKnTer74/s400/IMG_4383.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-8946863351210159720?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/8946863351210159720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=8946863351210159720&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/8946863351210159720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/8946863351210159720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/08/cookie-monster.html' title='Cookie Monster'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8mg_AhAXDtU/TkFsWSEoz5I/AAAAAAAADVs/rAzBks3_Trw/s72-c/IMG_4379.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-6318809917481538938</id><published>2011-08-09T10:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T10:16:02.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Balloon Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Baton Rouge has a great hot air balloon festival each year. This year it was rained out both afternoons. I was bummed because I was really looking forward to getting up close and walking around them. We did get up early and watch them on Saturday morning. I'm so glad that we did. It was quite a sight to see the sky filled with the balloons. Lu was beyond excited. She kept saying each one was her favorite and wanted to count all of them. I know she will love it next year when she can get close to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0A7-WKGO7Xo/TkFrDD7ef6I/AAAAAAAADVk/0aYD0GorEpc/s1600/IMG_4372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638905908783120290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0A7-WKGO7Xo/TkFrDD7ef6I/AAAAAAAADVk/0aYD0GorEpc/s400/IMG_4372.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ze3RXxukUWc/TkFrCwE3iYI/AAAAAAAADVc/P5lVQDFxUik/s1600/IMG_4371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638905903453800834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ze3RXxukUWc/TkFrCwE3iYI/AAAAAAAADVc/P5lVQDFxUik/s400/IMG_4371.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-6318809917481538938?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/6318809917481538938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=6318809917481538938&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/6318809917481538938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/6318809917481538938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/08/balloon-festival.html' title='Balloon Festival'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0A7-WKGO7Xo/TkFrDD7ef6I/AAAAAAAADVk/0aYD0GorEpc/s72-c/IMG_4372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-4672983662905243776</id><published>2011-08-02T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T12:43:51.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Discovery Zone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today I took Lu to a children's museum near by. Well, it actually is about an hour away. It was fun. I had heard about it and have been wanting to take her. It takes her a little while to warm up to things, but she really liked it. I think we will have to go back. We didn't last as long as I wanted, but this Mom got hungry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bubble room was a hit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636344811598111282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m2WClNOxvBM/TjhRvlbr4jI/AAAAAAAADU0/D9WKvy4rZoU/s400/IMG_4353.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This girl loves trains!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-msgCpPnynqM/TjhRv5ON2VI/AAAAAAAADU8/fBMKOFViIeo/s1600/IMG_4356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636344816910326098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-msgCpPnynqM/TjhRv5ON2VI/AAAAAAAADU8/fBMKOFViIeo/s400/IMG_4356.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-58a-8MlBZMg/TjhS4wMr0OI/AAAAAAAADVM/1nyWbFw9MrM/s1600/IMG_4362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636346068618432738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-58a-8MlBZMg/TjhS4wMr0OI/AAAAAAAADVM/1nyWbFw9MrM/s400/IMG_4362.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future doctor, maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rmg4F9ioMek/TjhS4uZG_mI/AAAAAAAADVE/XgP7JZSNus0/s1600/IMG_4359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636346068133674594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rmg4F9ioMek/TjhS4uZG_mI/AAAAAAAADVE/XgP7JZSNus0/s400/IMG_4359.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or cashier? She liked that just as much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KR5t4elDEfU/TjhS5NYCxGI/AAAAAAAADVU/c52ebjvpXS4/s1600/IMG_4364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636346076450702434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KR5t4elDEfU/TjhS5NYCxGI/AAAAAAAADVU/c52ebjvpXS4/s400/IMG_4364.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-4672983662905243776?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/4672983662905243776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=4672983662905243776&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/4672983662905243776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/4672983662905243776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/08/discovery-zone.html' title='Discovery Zone'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m2WClNOxvBM/TjhRvlbr4jI/AAAAAAAADU0/D9WKvy4rZoU/s72-c/IMG_4353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-949254425767909021</id><published>2011-08-01T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T06:02:50.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Circus</title><content type='html'>This weekend Phillip's parents came in town and we went to the circus. It was a lot of fun. Lucy liked the circus, for the most part. She said that she liked the elephants and horses. We thought it was really good. Some the acts were pretty amazing. Phillip and I enjoyed it just as much as Lu did. I think next year will go even better. It was a great weekend!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635868665423487842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qtRHe9UUPUM/TjagsOtSY2I/AAAAAAAADT8/2zfH73SaIDM/s400/IMG_4306.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you went an hour before the circus you could go in the ring and meet the clowns and they brought the animals out to do some tricks.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kMysXSFpnMs/TjagsZdVCuI/AAAAAAAADUE/AIsOWs-BLZQ/s1600/IMG_4329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635868668309342946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kMysXSFpnMs/TjagsZdVCuI/AAAAAAAADUE/AIsOWs-BLZQ/s400/IMG_4329.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635869713752004658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TdIzpxilOjA/TjahpQCSGDI/AAAAAAAADUM/dk7uTZ7o7MQ/s400/IMG_4325.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635870961003475874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XQGbrMZQftw/Tjaix2aNM6I/AAAAAAAADUc/QBn2io0KqY8/s400/IMG_4323.JPG" /&gt;We even danced with Momma M.... &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rEsrmahsBSk/Tjahph-sFSI/AAAAAAAADUU/C5RZlauNlN0/s1600/IMG_4341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635869718568768802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rEsrmahsBSk/Tjahph-sFSI/AAAAAAAADUU/C5RZlauNlN0/s400/IMG_4341.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And ate cotton candy for the first time!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AQ0NDwj6Gag/Tjaix8Y8a9I/AAAAAAAADUk/ntUXmwYDJ1o/s1600/IMG_4346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635870962608794578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AQ0NDwj6Gag/Tjaix8Y8a9I/AAAAAAAADUk/ntUXmwYDJ1o/s400/IMG_4346.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kOJQkE7Scx0/TjajVH8OwxI/AAAAAAAADUs/EFbivb5jJdo/s1600/IMG_4345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635871567005008658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kOJQkE7Scx0/TjajVH8OwxI/AAAAAAAADUs/EFbivb5jJdo/s400/IMG_4345.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-949254425767909021?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/949254425767909021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=949254425767909021&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/949254425767909021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/949254425767909021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/08/circus.html' title='Circus'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qtRHe9UUPUM/TjagsOtSY2I/AAAAAAAADT8/2zfH73SaIDM/s72-c/IMG_4306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-838496459386645252</id><published>2011-07-09T15:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T15:24:25.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Night</title><content type='html'>So, my husband is pretty much awesome. For my birthday night he surprised me with a night alone in a hotel room. It may sound weird, but I think most moms would agree that it is a darn good gift. I stayed at a Hotel Indigo which was kind of modern and super comfy. I picked up snacks for myself on the way and a trashy mag. I finished my book (Hunger Games), ate chips in bed while watching HGTV, and had a large piece of delicious chocolate cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627478606248753266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dVldMr0NL84/ThjR-gqROHI/AAAAAAAADTk/RBz4613q9iE/s400/IMG_4257.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627478581438447954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LqoSypd3ARA/ThjR9EPCAVI/AAAAAAAADTc/8ePYrmm4uAo/s400/IMG_4256.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That bed was all mine!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627479580056119570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q1nnfRSDmEk/ThjS3MYCaRI/AAAAAAAADTs/lINm_wE9Mt4/s400/IMG_4258.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot money for the valet, so Phillip and Lu came to see me the next morning to bail me out. Lu used it as an opportunity to jump on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w0dsMnvOMws/ThjS3WoeyDI/AAAAAAAADT0/Mk6nQ6ZeBUk/s1600/IMG_4261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627479582809442354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w0dsMnvOMws/ThjS3WoeyDI/AAAAAAAADT0/Mk6nQ6ZeBUk/s400/IMG_4261.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-838496459386645252?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/838496459386645252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=838496459386645252&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/838496459386645252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/838496459386645252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/07/birthday-night.html' title='Birthday Night'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dVldMr0NL84/ThjR-gqROHI/AAAAAAAADTk/RBz4613q9iE/s72-c/IMG_4257.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-1990194136671721863</id><published>2011-07-09T14:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T14:58:24.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ross Bridge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;When we were in Birmingham last week we stayed at Ross Bridge. Lu and I had an awesome time playing in the pool while Dad worked. It was like a mini vacation. Being in the middle of the week, there weren't too many people there. That was great. Daddy even played a little hooky the day we left and went swimming too. We haven't been able to do anything like that as a family and it was so awesome. We also got to see some of our best friends for dinner that night. It was a really quick trip and there surely wasn't enough time to see everyone we would have liked to. Guess we will have to make another trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The view from our room.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627466452093831666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c99crSI5w6k/ThjG7C57CfI/AAAAAAAADRs/n9XtpbW3zFo/s400/IMG_4179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Playing in the pool.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VTOb8kUtXww/ThjG8HB4MwI/AAAAAAAADR0/JDJG7atlvbs/s1600/IMG_4181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627466470380811010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VTOb8kUtXww/ThjG8HB4MwI/AAAAAAAADR0/JDJG7atlvbs/s400/IMG_4181.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Taking a break from swimming.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6WRU3IAhd_8/ThjIVYWfGxI/AAAAAAAADR8/VFAUraqc0UM/s1600/IMG_4183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627468004039006994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6WRU3IAhd_8/ThjIVYWfGxI/AAAAAAAADR8/VFAUraqc0UM/s400/IMG_4183.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Saying cheese with a mouth full of cheesy goldfish. Fun Mommy and Daughter time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mmwvwngudUc/ThjIrTzdh2I/AAAAAAAADSE/O8ffYOD7_hg/s1600/IMG_4186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627468380775483234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mmwvwngudUc/ThjIrTzdh2I/AAAAAAAADSE/O8ffYOD7_hg/s400/IMG_4186.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After a good nap we went Mallory and Bryan's for a cookout. We had 10 kids between all of us. It was crazy, but fun. Our cookouts are quite different than they used to be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hz3g0dakTwk/ThjJewXVZ0I/AAAAAAAADSM/f1xKXk8AMlM/s1600/IMG_4196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627469264615466818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hz3g0dakTwk/ThjJewXVZ0I/AAAAAAAADSM/f1xKXk8AMlM/s400/IMG_4196.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All of the little girls sat together. They are all within a year of each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4NhNtWP9CAI/ThjKhpARQVI/AAAAAAAADSc/TzU6BL5hDig/s1600/IMG_4198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627470413690913106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4NhNtWP9CAI/ThjKhpARQVI/AAAAAAAADSc/TzU6BL5hDig/s400/IMG_4198.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They have a "roller coaster" that Lu loved! She couldn't go fast enough. This is what her face looked like every time! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6DEbX1idNVw/ThjKg3UiLKI/AAAAAAAADSU/LI8CYI67yOE/s1600/IMG_4195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627470400354135202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6DEbX1idNVw/ThjKg3UiLKI/AAAAAAAADSU/LI8CYI67yOE/s400/IMG_4195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We even had cake for my birthday. I celebrated with two 7 year olds and a 5 year old. It was great!!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gWrDVFQoCN0/ThjLiPmDAfI/AAAAAAAADSs/GDdMBVngWPY/s1600/IMG_4207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627471523561538034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gWrDVFQoCN0/ThjLiPmDAfI/AAAAAAAADSs/GDdMBVngWPY/s400/IMG_4207.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and the girls had a dance party!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7EQS6HjpfiQ/ThjLhXz0U3I/AAAAAAAADSk/kwf6KF0DDkg/s1600/IMG_4203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627471508586910578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7EQS6HjpfiQ/ThjLhXz0U3I/AAAAAAAADSk/kwf6KF0DDkg/s400/IMG_4203.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how we looked when we got back to the hotel after the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627472445531236482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q33Dq8rYZ8Y/ThjMX6MwKII/AAAAAAAADS0/iGiUGFEq1iQ/s400/IMG_4211.JPG" /&gt;Then Daddy took us swimming the next morning. We had a blast!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2rkOOjJ9p94/ThjMYDPeEGI/AAAAAAAADS8/AMX5JRmIX-A/s1600/IMG_4220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627472447958552674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2rkOOjJ9p94/ThjMYDPeEGI/AAAAAAAADS8/AMX5JRmIX-A/s400/IMG_4220.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lu (and Dad) loved the slide.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627473616164709922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VTO6vjjCqTA/ThjNcDJhZiI/AAAAAAAADTE/IFUBneePiOs/s400/IMG_4230.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6jrtpp0khGA/ThjOlWZGp4I/AAAAAAAADTU/4m4LTTPqa-0/s1600/IMG_4234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627474875460790146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6jrtpp0khGA/ThjOlWZGp4I/AAAAAAAADTU/4m4LTTPqa-0/s400/IMG_4234.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DUDwjwqBs3Y/ThjNdPXXgyI/AAAAAAAADTM/rcLEPXC86XI/s1600/IMG_4241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627473636623876898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DUDwjwqBs3Y/ThjNdPXXgyI/AAAAAAAADTM/rcLEPXC86XI/s400/IMG_4241.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-1990194136671721863?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/1990194136671721863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=1990194136671721863&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/1990194136671721863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/1990194136671721863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/07/ross-bridge.html' title='Ross Bridge'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c99crSI5w6k/ThjG7C57CfI/AAAAAAAADRs/n9XtpbW3zFo/s72-c/IMG_4179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-2050937298166624452</id><published>2011-07-02T19:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T19:53:31.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Movie</title><content type='html'>This afternoon we took Lu to her first movie in the theater. I have been really excited to do this, but wasn't sure how she would do. We saw Cars 2. She liked the first, so I thought this might be good to start with. She did really well, but started to get pretty fidgety toward the end. We definitely will do it again. It was a lot of fun. Mostly because I ate a ton of popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624952961142468114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UF9ms7lFJgk/Tg_Y6nctrhI/AAAAAAAADRc/X1L2zaanyYA/s400/first%2Bmovie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't worry, that is Sprite.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gV2Ng8ErrUw/Tg_Y6qKCXRI/AAAAAAAADRk/e0QN3j0gjE4/s1600/dad%2Bmovie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624952961869438226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gV2Ng8ErrUw/Tg_Y6qKCXRI/AAAAAAAADRk/e0QN3j0gjE4/s400/dad%2Bmovie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-2050937298166624452?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/2050937298166624452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=2050937298166624452&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/2050937298166624452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/2050937298166624452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/07/our-first-movie.html' title='Our First Movie'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UF9ms7lFJgk/Tg_Y6nctrhI/AAAAAAAADRc/X1L2zaanyYA/s72-c/first%2Bmovie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-562702071167613623</id><published>2011-06-30T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T06:51:07.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Under Construction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Phillip, Lu, and I just got back from a quick trip to Birmingham to do a little checking on our house, playing in the pool, and visiting with friends. If you didn't know, the house we rent out in Birmingham was damaged in the tornadoes a couple of months ago and we are having things fixed. Luckily we are very happy with our contractor and the work that is being done. The sad part is that our street is virtually unrecognizable. It is very sad. There are no trees left and just looks weird. They said that it was a F-2 tornado that didn't touch down. At least it didn't touch down. I can only imagine the damage it could have done if it had. Luckily everyone was safe. If you knew our house before, it is so crazy to see the change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Below:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The house looks fine, but the yard is amazing. That green house was not visible before the storm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6WXpBpabYGo/Tg3LXtB0eVI/AAAAAAAADQc/psgDOJU3DWU/s1600/IMG_4243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624375117740276050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6WXpBpabYGo/Tg3LXtB0eVI/AAAAAAAADQc/psgDOJU3DWU/s400/IMG_4243.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Carport side of the house, looking into the backyard. The rebuilt addition is the yellow color.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FYHVX_Ts6L0/Tg3MWxKajuI/AAAAAAAADQk/2reJl8bGgZY/s1600/IMG_4245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624376201181826786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FYHVX_Ts6L0/Tg3MWxKajuI/AAAAAAAADQk/2reJl8bGgZY/s400/IMG_4245.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our backyard. Very sad looking. We used to have trees. Our yard stops where the trees begin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624377461003608482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CBtKejXoJZk/Tg3NgGXVYaI/AAAAAAAADQs/HFIgBOL6jHQ/s400/IMG_4246.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The addition.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GVXXx3ZzPrE/Tg3Ngcdo8GI/AAAAAAAADQ0/Rzs-zTcd3Ec/s1600/IMG_4247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624377466935636066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GVXXx3ZzPrE/Tg3Ngcdo8GI/AAAAAAAADQ0/Rzs-zTcd3Ec/s400/IMG_4247.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b2rDjlPM01k/Tg3OlLh5CXI/AAAAAAAADRE/cPr6gL0pSWg/s1600/IMG_4251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624378647801039218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b2rDjlPM01k/Tg3OlLh5CXI/AAAAAAAADRE/cPr6gL0pSWg/s400/IMG_4251.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dfQZkvGEOfM/Tg3Okwpz9FI/AAAAAAAADQ8/tZK-xH1eDfI/s1600/IMG_4250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624378640586503250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dfQZkvGEOfM/Tg3Okwpz9FI/AAAAAAAADQ8/tZK-xH1eDfI/s400/IMG_4250.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The neighbor to our left has A LOT of work to do. They had a ton of damage. We used to not be able to see into their backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624380132061787474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C7j8qq7vfWk/Tg3P7k1OtVI/AAAAAAAADRM/kDpHKWkycpM/s400/IMG_4252.JPG" /&gt;Our front yard. Still waiting on FEMA to pick up these giants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d8cNKkudx34/Tg3P7y33EcI/AAAAAAAADRU/hUJ2ZPfbq4I/s1600/IMG_4253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624380135830917570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d8cNKkudx34/Tg3P7y33EcI/AAAAAAAADRU/hUJ2ZPfbq4I/s400/IMG_4253.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So much for putting the house on the market. More fun pictures from out trip to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-562702071167613623?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/562702071167613623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=562702071167613623&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/562702071167613623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/562702071167613623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/06/under-construction.html' title='Under Construction'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6WXpBpabYGo/Tg3LXtB0eVI/AAAAAAAADQc/psgDOJU3DWU/s72-c/IMG_4243.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-4816756706193687625</id><published>2011-06-27T18:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T18:48:42.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chomping at the Bit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This weekend we found a new friend. His name was Froggy Froggy. We found him stuck to our back door. This cute little frog stayed with us for most of Saturday. We made the mistake of leaving him in the house when we went to a friend's house and when we returned he had made his great escape. Luckily Phillip found him all wrapped up in a dust bunny later that night. Poor thing was terrified. Lu kept saying how "cute" he was. We had to set him free so he could find his Mommy and Daddy. We thought he might be missing them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OKa5jlhjCos/Tgkxno61NrI/AAAAAAAADP0/NC0OpVghN8o/s1600/IMG_4167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623080166817609394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OKa5jlhjCos/Tgkxno61NrI/AAAAAAAADP0/NC0OpVghN8o/s400/IMG_4167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C1WdDFoNI3w/Tgkxnboq71I/AAAAAAAADPs/WrCLAvPUMPI/s1600/IMG_4166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623080163251777362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C1WdDFoNI3w/Tgkxnboq71I/AAAAAAAADPs/WrCLAvPUMPI/s400/IMG_4166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this girl loves some corn! She pretty much doesn't miss a kernel. I just thought she looked cute eating it. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623081200866636482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kecVRFgz0ZU/Tgkyj1DVMsI/AAAAAAAADP8/-nftQOcRuTc/s400/IMG_4173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YnRF2ijiHlQ/TgkykIXAXfI/AAAAAAAADQE/oefwlcWXlHI/s1600/IMG_4177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623081206049431026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YnRF2ijiHlQ/TgkykIXAXfI/AAAAAAAADQE/oefwlcWXlHI/s400/IMG_4177.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy is so silly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-4816756706193687625?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/4816756706193687625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=4816756706193687625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/4816756706193687625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/4816756706193687625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/06/chomping-at-bit.html' title='Chomping at the Bit'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OKa5jlhjCos/Tgkxno61NrI/AAAAAAAADP0/NC0OpVghN8o/s72-c/IMG_4167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-5106046987138745678</id><published>2011-06-24T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T14:59:23.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Natural Science Lesson</title><content type='html'>Today we went to the LSU Museum of Natural Science. It is just a free little museum run by the department there. Lu was not quite sure what to make of all of the stuffed animals. Not the kind of stuffed animals she is used to. We learned that she doesn't like snakes or large bears. She does like rabbits and tiny frogs. There wasn't much to it, but it was something free to do on a hot day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Attention Ben Skipper: This is Lu in front of birds of prey in your honor. We needed you there to tell us more about them.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YyEkZAIOqVo/TgTTswb7avI/AAAAAAAADPM/MqEmi92YNzU/s1600/IMG_4139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621851000734968562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YyEkZAIOqVo/TgTTswb7avI/AAAAAAAADPM/MqEmi92YNzU/s400/IMG_4139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;She did like the polar bear, because it was behind glass.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8j7vkECVzjM/TgTUG91GTYI/AAAAAAAADPU/kOBc_0OCzYI/s1600/IMG_4140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621851451006799234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8j7vkECVzjM/TgTUG91GTYI/AAAAAAAADPU/kOBc_0OCzYI/s400/IMG_4140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We kept going back to the rabbit and saying "Aww, it's so cute." &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtOIte3Dn_w/TgTUkc5RZJI/AAAAAAAADPc/V9Rx36HvgD4/s1600/IMG_4141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621851957562008722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtOIte3Dn_w/TgTUkc5RZJI/AAAAAAAADPc/V9Rx36HvgD4/s400/IMG_4141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then she actually wanted to take a picture. That's because it was with Mike the Tiger. This is the actual first Mike that LSU had. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ID6SqedNWG0/TgTU_Wf0oBI/AAAAAAAADPk/oBS0XL5n1bs/s1600/IMG_4143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621852419701121042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ID6SqedNWG0/TgTU_Wf0oBI/AAAAAAAADPk/oBS0XL5n1bs/s400/IMG_4143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm trying to be better about posting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-5106046987138745678?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/5106046987138745678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=5106046987138745678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/5106046987138745678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/5106046987138745678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/06/natural-history-lesson.html' title='Natural Science Lesson'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YyEkZAIOqVo/TgTTswb7avI/AAAAAAAADPM/MqEmi92YNzU/s72-c/IMG_4139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-933860556333789494</id><published>2011-06-23T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T17:21:35.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It has been a little rainy here lately and today was no exception. The morning was touch and go and I thought that we would brave the zoo. We made it without getting really wet, so that was nice. It was a little break from the suffocating heat. Our friends met us there and the girls had a great time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After nap we played in our big girl room for a while. We played beauty parlor and pretended her rug was a swimming pool. The tutu was her "bathing soup". That is why there is no shirt on. She also lined up all of her animals so they could watch her swim. All eyes on her, always. Do you think a new baby is going to rock her world or what?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fYHFsPzmj_A/TgPTm3LBVCI/AAAAAAAADOE/HjVEB0Stytk/s1600/IMG_4121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621569424487175202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fYHFsPzmj_A/TgPTm3LBVCI/AAAAAAAADOE/HjVEB0Stytk/s400/IMG_4121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Linely and Lucy.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BA9N9pjwp3I/TgPUOORFh2I/AAAAAAAADOM/yn86R_6ecWI/s1600/IMG_4122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621570100701529954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BA9N9pjwp3I/TgPUOORFh2I/AAAAAAAADOM/yn86R_6ecWI/s400/IMG_4122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;About to play beauty parlor and swimming pool. Notice the audience.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Riy8k19ZQNI/TgPUvlCrO4I/AAAAAAAADOU/ZtOYyilJ4xA/s1600/IMG_4124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621570673750784898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Riy8k19ZQNI/TgPUvlCrO4I/AAAAAAAADOU/ZtOYyilJ4xA/s400/IMG_4124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HL4zCaMJ4Go/TgPVOTloMwI/AAAAAAAADOc/R44FLHgvVdo/s1600/IMG_4127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621571201641493250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HL4zCaMJ4Go/TgPVOTloMwI/AAAAAAAADOc/R44FLHgvVdo/s400/IMG_4127.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m58b6Yv1r2M/TgPVrJ9hqzI/AAAAAAAADOk/a23PGvQLVhI/s1600/IMG_4126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621571697273580338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m58b6Yv1r2M/TgPVrJ9hqzI/AAAAAAAADOk/a23PGvQLVhI/s400/IMG_4126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And meet our newest member, Jonathan. We "feed" him every morning. Tonight Jonathan got a haircut and we have really enjoyed taking care of him. He came from Lowe's if you're interested; they have other animals too. We're not really sure why she named him Jonathan, but it has stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621572220103566178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3IV0i1dkqv4/TgPWJlp6I2I/AAAAAAAADOs/dcXEu_HRi3I/s400/IMG_4131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--4M5Nzyf570/TgPYWelrzZI/AAAAAAAADPE/MzEWeZIP3MA/s1600/IMG_4135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621574640568356242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--4M5Nzyf570/TgPYWelrzZI/AAAAAAAADPE/MzEWeZIP3MA/s400/IMG_4135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lx3iWey-i04/TgPW8wVDuWI/AAAAAAAADO8/QvbiDjvebKg/s1600/IMG_4136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621573099142232418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lx3iWey-i04/TgPW8wVDuWI/AAAAAAAADO8/QvbiDjvebKg/s400/IMG_4136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-933860556333789494?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/933860556333789494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=933860556333789494&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/933860556333789494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/933860556333789494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/06/rainy-days.html' title='Rainy Days'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fYHFsPzmj_A/TgPTm3LBVCI/AAAAAAAADOE/HjVEB0Stytk/s72-c/IMG_4121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-6114725912310168132</id><published>2011-06-21T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T15:22:35.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok...I'm Kind of Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;If there is anyone still out there, I'm going to make an attempt to be a better blogger. We have had quite a bit going on in our lives and blogging was just not a priority. A few things... we are expecting our second in October and this time it is a boy. We couldn't be happier. Lu is in a big girl room and has done GREAT! I can't even believe it. So, I'm so far behind I'm not even going to attempt to catch up. We are just going to start from here. First things first, I want the grandparents to see her big girl room. She is super proud of it and loves to be in there. I am pretty happy with how it turned out. Most of the stuff we already had and the other things I found. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CZFbS9IJPXs/TgEXSVf0ynI/AAAAAAAADMs/kIYRFQJjsmE/s1600/IMG_4114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620799413710801522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CZFbS9IJPXs/TgEXSVf0ynI/AAAAAAAADMs/kIYRFQJjsmE/s400/IMG_4114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got that special painting for her and I LOVE it! The picture doesn't do it justice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vOQ5xczzDtA/TgEW2CiOd-I/AAAAAAAADMk/t4SXjPiFmt4/s1600/IMG_4113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620798927584262114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vOQ5xczzDtA/TgEW2CiOd-I/AAAAAAAADMk/t4SXjPiFmt4/s400/IMG_4113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lguMQ5vUjBA/TgEWYunGFcI/AAAAAAAADMc/k2nwIIm1baE/s1600/IMG_4112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620798424019768770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lguMQ5vUjBA/TgEWYunGFcI/AAAAAAAADMc/k2nwIIm1baE/s400/IMG_4112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our newest addition "Baby Skippy" (as Lu calls him)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BikeHUHGkw4/TgEYhy0bAEI/AAAAAAAADM0/WnJTNZSP2Cs/s1600/IMG_4117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620800778791485506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BikeHUHGkw4/TgEYhy0bAEI/AAAAAAAADM0/WnJTNZSP2Cs/s400/IMG_4117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is like he is sitting on the camera. You can see his boy parts. There is no doubt.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CE_AWCvbS2U/TgEY38_UB-I/AAAAAAAADM8/Z0HgpGyXBTo/s1600/IMG_4119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620801159478642658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CE_AWCvbS2U/TgEY38_UB-I/AAAAAAAADM8/Z0HgpGyXBTo/s400/IMG_4119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is him looking at the camera. He was 20 weeks old here. Now I am 22 weeks along. He is VERY active. I was hoping for a more chill baby this time around. Evidentally we produce some movers!&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/1883453845480469893-6114725912310168132?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/6114725912310168132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=6114725912310168132&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/6114725912310168132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/6114725912310168132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/06/okim-kind-of-back.html' title='Ok...I&apos;m Kind of Back'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CZFbS9IJPXs/TgEXSVf0ynI/AAAAAAAADMs/kIYRFQJjsmE/s72-c/IMG_4114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-5448940069652769835</id><published>2011-04-21T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T20:14:23.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting back up to speed with the Skippers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey guys! Sorry that the blog has not been updated in a long time, but Fran has been feeling pretty sick these days (baby Skipper #2 is on the way!). I asked if I could post a few photos to keep you all up to date on Lucy's adventures and dress-up parties. Hope you enjoy the pictures. I will keep the narrating to minimum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The photos are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Lucy's 2-year birthday party and the cupcakes she helped Mommy make.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598238338262477714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ykTOtCopKP8/TbDwG6Abq5I/AAAAAAAADMQ/kW2Yejv0NYE/s400/IMG_3341.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598237034467849090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DBbkv8fu3QY/TbDu7A_kc4I/AAAAAAAADMI/ssuv3YB6lmA/s400/IMG_3201.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Young Jedi at Mardi Gras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598235552465439810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M1YPzoRqf0U/TbDtkwGqTEI/AAAAAAAADMA/BO_qXh77LRc/s400/IMG_3093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Lucy helping Daddy wash Mommy's car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598234812142611202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VUrikAunqjw/TbDs5qL8awI/AAAAAAAADL4/QEkqjc9vOSw/s400/IMG_3057.JPG" /&gt; I will post more this weekend. Hope all is well with everyone and Happy Easter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-5448940069652769835?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/5448940069652769835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=5448940069652769835&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/5448940069652769835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/5448940069652769835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/04/getting-back-up-to-speed-with-skippers.html' title='Getting back up to speed with the Skippers'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ykTOtCopKP8/TbDwG6Abq5I/AAAAAAAADMQ/kW2Yejv0NYE/s72-c/IMG_3341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-3860187313365088759</id><published>2011-02-18T11:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T11:42:11.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warm Weather, Finally</title><content type='html'>The weather has finally warmed up. I hope it stays that way for a while, not too hot though. Since it was finally nice enough to get outside and enjoy it, we headed to the zoo. Lucy likes it more and more each time we go. We stayed a long time, too long actually. We are working on two weeks without our pacifier during the day. I haven't mentioned it, because it didn't want to jinx it. It has gone really well. Sassy stays in the bed and if she wants it she has to be in bed. She was very addicted to it, so I was nervous. Knock on wood, it has gone great! But, a tired girl, past her nap time, in the car, no pacie: NOT FUN! We made it and I didn't give in, so I know next time will be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy and Calvin posing in front of the tiger. They are flower girl and ring bearer in a wedding in April. Won't they be cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575115265379361778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ie9Sl97zrHY/TV7Jy67LY_I/AAAAAAAADLI/hkhFB1Nobz0/s400/IMG_2894.JPG" /&gt; Smart girl. She had Calvin pushing her around the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nr9A5IRkpHA/TV7KbvG69WI/AAAAAAAADLQ/t1S_Th0FNZw/s1600/IMG_2895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575115966582027618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nr9A5IRkpHA/TV7KbvG69WI/AAAAAAAADLQ/t1S_Th0FNZw/s400/IMG_2895.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then they checked out the flamingos. Don't you wish you knew what they were laughing about.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I78kvZiSEus/TV7LCWx6fHI/AAAAAAAADLY/Pp0108JD__8/s1600/IMG_2898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575116630066363506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I78kvZiSEus/TV7LCWx6fHI/AAAAAAAADLY/Pp0108JD__8/s400/IMG_2898.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vIHSE-3UKzY/TV7JMtmA76I/AAAAAAAADLA/u8ym1DB1ras/s1600/IMG_2881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575114608965906338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vIHSE-3UKzY/TV7JMtmA76I/AAAAAAAADLA/u8ym1DB1ras/s400/IMG_2881.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then Daddy had a photo shoot when she got out of the bath. This is one of our favorite times. She is usually really happy!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XXR-q2eeaMA/TV7ItHIK6PI/AAAAAAAADK4/m7DMv87gSiM/s1600/IMG_2870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575114066064238834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XXR-q2eeaMA/TV7ItHIK6PI/AAAAAAAADK4/m7DMv87gSiM/s400/IMG_2870.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-3860187313365088759?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/3860187313365088759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=3860187313365088759&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/3860187313365088759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/3860187313365088759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/02/warm-weather-finally.html' title='Warm Weather, Finally'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ie9Sl97zrHY/TV7Jy67LY_I/AAAAAAAADLI/hkhFB1Nobz0/s72-c/IMG_2894.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-3374515397569948446</id><published>2011-02-17T05:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T06:19:32.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>Happy Valentine's Day, a few days late. I have a little cold, so I haven't felt like putting this post up. I hope everyone had a wonderful day. Lucy got a few special treats from Momma M and Grandaddy and her Aunt Bess and Uncle Jason. She was pretty excited when she saw that balloon. Her school had a little party around lunch and we went to celebrate with everyone. She loves showing off her class and her friends. When we got there she said, "Bye Mommy." If only I could have dropped her off for a bit. Ha! Phillip and I don't do gifts, but we got a yummy dessert to split. It was a great day! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574655270038125282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tCYB0xvQ16I/TV0nbqvhuuI/AAAAAAAADJw/fXnag402oHA/s400/IMG_2844.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checking out the loot. Momma M and Grandaddy sent money to ride the carousel. (She loves to ride Mike the Tiger) They also sent her some yummy cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574654806842452978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lpkVpxLB37g/TV0nAtNEq_I/AAAAAAAADJo/tZdQjYOnzv0/s400/IMG_2845.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574655684643742162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oylrDndZ-wk/TV0nzzRNYdI/AAAAAAAADJ4/VdnoaQW3XYU/s400/IMG_2846.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Bess and Uncle Jason sent her some princess chapstick. Lucy pretty much has not put it down since we opened it. Her first question when she wakes up, "Where's makeup Mommy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c8uoyCWTShA/TV0oQ_qh5PI/AAAAAAAADKA/D23y1P0aJpI/s1600/IMG_2848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574656186187375858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c8uoyCWTShA/TV0oQ_qh5PI/AAAAAAAADKA/D23y1P0aJpI/s400/IMG_2848.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of her buddies from her class. They sit patiently until Ms. Sarah brings their plates. Amazing!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HlbsYgDb_eA/TV0qeV005XI/AAAAAAAADKQ/927piYL0h9M/s1600/IMG_2850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574658614497699186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HlbsYgDb_eA/TV0qeV005XI/AAAAAAAADKQ/927piYL0h9M/s400/IMG_2850.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eating with her friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oLT21n0cWio/TV0sofiVGMI/AAAAAAAADKg/jr3a50HA0gc/s1600/IMG_2853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574660987926419650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oLT21n0cWio/TV0sofiVGMI/AAAAAAAADKg/jr3a50HA0gc/s400/IMG_2853.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After lunch she and her friend, Vivienne, played guitar on the phones!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P1dxvTxsH-w/TV0t78P968I/AAAAAAAADKw/zqTn29jZ7xg/s1600/IMG_2860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574662421563173826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P1dxvTxsH-w/TV0t78P968I/AAAAAAAADKw/zqTn29jZ7xg/s400/IMG_2860.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-3374515397569948446?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/3374515397569948446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=3374515397569948446&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/3374515397569948446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/3374515397569948446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tCYB0xvQ16I/TV0nbqvhuuI/AAAAAAAADJw/fXnag402oHA/s72-c/IMG_2844.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-432061471812658512</id><published>2011-02-09T18:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T18:58:04.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 Months</title><content type='html'>Today Lucy is 23 months old. Can't believe that she will be 2 in one month. I know everyone says it, but I truly feel like we were just in the hospital and meeting her for the first time. She is such a smart cookie. Today she was sitting on a pillow on the floor and trying to make it move. She looked at me and said, "Need wheels Mommy." She talks so much and always amazes us. So, for her 23 month birthday I asked her what she wanted to do and she said she wanted to go to the bookstore. We had a special treat and went and picked out a couple of books that she wanted. We played for a while and then, in typical toddler style, she took off running and then we promptly left. Just when you think you have control, they prove you wrong. Hopefully she learned her lesson and next she won't take off. I don't really have any new stats, since we haven't been to the doc in a while. Next month we will get them.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571886833459277490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c2Ud559FJJE/TVNRjc0ELrI/AAAAAAAADJA/B28eIfJ5E0A/s400/IMG_2830.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;She always goes straight to the Dora books.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571887422325435730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pFdzvOMhfLA/TVNSFugsrVI/AAAAAAAADJI/Z8qNVNXYjC0/s400/IMG_2832.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nzxPCBsZV1w/TVNSk1eEcuI/AAAAAAAADJQ/r9EEJ_-iAJY/s1600/IMG_2835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571887956769403618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nzxPCBsZV1w/TVNSk1eEcuI/AAAAAAAADJQ/r9EEJ_-iAJY/s400/IMG_2835.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We played trains for a while.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kn_0O00K6j4/TVNTBgy6HeI/AAAAAAAADJY/RWq7SN6hrUQ/s1600/IMG_2837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571888449435868642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kn_0O00K6j4/TVNTBgy6HeI/AAAAAAAADJY/RWq7SN6hrUQ/s400/IMG_2837.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And, when we got home, she made a giant tower with her blocks. She was very proud!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CZDDyflo45E/TVNThDvCnuI/AAAAAAAADJg/nCo6lxBM7Mo/s1600/IMG_2840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571888991390834402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CZDDyflo45E/TVNThDvCnuI/AAAAAAAADJg/nCo6lxBM7Mo/s400/IMG_2840.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-432061471812658512?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/432061471812658512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=432061471812658512&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/432061471812658512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/432061471812658512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/02/23-months.html' title='23 Months'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c2Ud559FJJE/TVNRjc0ELrI/AAAAAAAADJA/B28eIfJ5E0A/s72-c/IMG_2830.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-8931686895553492621</id><published>2011-02-05T11:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T14:38:42.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vet School Open House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today we had a special visit from Momma M and Grandaddy. To say Lucy was excited would be an understatement. We got up and went to the open house held by the vet school at LSU. It was really cool. There were tons of animals everywhere. You could see where they performed surgery, treated animals, and lots of other things. If your child, or you, love animals it is great. The kids could also bring a stuffed animal and have the doctor treat it. It was too cute. We met our friends there and the kids really had a great time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Lucys loved the bunny rabbits. That is one of my Lucy's favorites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TU2pTG_0pnI/AAAAAAAADH4/6pU_K665bm4/s1600/IMG_2806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570294459888084594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TU2pTG_0pnI/AAAAAAAADH4/6pU_K665bm4/s400/IMG_2806.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We saw a lot of dogs and Lucy was not afraid of one of them. If they would have licked her on her face every time, she would have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TU2o8fr8f5I/AAAAAAAADHw/_idrw9fGrps/s1600/IMG_2805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570294071378608018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TU2o8fr8f5I/AAAAAAAADHw/_idrw9fGrps/s400/IMG_2805.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She did not like the cows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570294960834630322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TU2pwRKyUrI/AAAAAAAADIA/-KkI8Il9JVE/s400/IMG_2808.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, can you see why? I stuck my had in a cow's stomach! In his actual stomach. I'm so glad that I did. Sometimes you just have to do it. (I really look puffy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TU2qXt0ZADI/AAAAAAAADII/3d0juLnKJEM/s1600/IMG_2809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570295638540222514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TU2qXt0ZADI/AAAAAAAADII/3d0juLnKJEM/s400/IMG_2809.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;We loved the horses!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TU3NXbEQhUI/AAAAAAAADIQ/C2J8OjzfyQw/s1600/IMG_2814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570334116413474114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TU3NXbEQhUI/AAAAAAAADIQ/C2J8OjzfyQw/s400/IMG_2814.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We loved the calf...this one is only 2 weeks old. So cute!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TU3OLlAZGtI/AAAAAAAADIY/-GMV7nE8iSY/s1600/IMG_2821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570335012434811602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TU3OLlAZGtI/AAAAAAAADIY/-GMV7nE8iSY/s400/IMG_2821.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh...and the mini horse. I could have taken him home.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TU3O24D9drI/AAAAAAAADIg/LFLO0ij8c98/s1600/IMG_2819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570335756284425906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TU3O24D9drI/AAAAAAAADIg/LFLO0ij8c98/s400/IMG_2819.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucy and Lucy talked to the goat for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TU3PRckQT3I/AAAAAAAADIo/1c_2KVkdAaE/s1600/IMG_2824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570336212760153970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TU3PRckQT3I/AAAAAAAADIo/1c_2KVkdAaE/s400/IMG_2824.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then we visited the dog in rehab. Maybe if I got in there it would help with the puffiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TU3Pzgi_CfI/AAAAAAAADIw/N-WQHXkkaGc/s1600/IMG_2826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570336797944121842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TU3Pzgi_CfI/AAAAAAAADIw/N-WQHXkkaGc/s400/IMG_2826.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And of course... we saw Mike the Tiger. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TU3Qkp8KP7I/AAAAAAAADI4/O2-jTrt-FyU/s1600/IMG_2828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570337642279223218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TU3Qkp8KP7I/AAAAAAAADI4/O2-jTrt-FyU/s400/IMG_2828.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't wait to take her to it next year! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-8931686895553492621?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/8931686895553492621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=8931686895553492621&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/8931686895553492621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/8931686895553492621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/02/vet-school-open-house.html' title='Vet School Open House'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TU2pTG_0pnI/AAAAAAAADH4/6pU_K665bm4/s72-c/IMG_2806.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-1244893842959449273</id><published>2011-01-31T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T11:10:13.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Style Watch</title><content type='html'>The other night we were playing in Lu's room and she pulled out almost every swaddle blanket she has and wanted me to make her an outfit. I did my best and she ended up looking a bit like The Virgin Mary. It was cute. She also got out some old hats that were mine when I was little. Hopefully her fashion sense will improve with age. Ha!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TUhr7YSaTJI/AAAAAAAADHE/UfmOYWEJAQY/s1600/IMG_2751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568819607119744146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TUhr7YSaTJI/AAAAAAAADHE/UfmOYWEJAQY/s400/IMG_2751.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TUmqH1lD8TI/AAAAAAAADHQ/mNswOtd7hGw/s1600/IMG_2755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569169465838661938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TUmqH1lD8TI/AAAAAAAADHQ/mNswOtd7hGw/s400/IMG_2755.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569171263708787682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TUmrwfKs8-I/AAAAAAAADHo/gUH1veaCvIQ/s400/IMG_2766.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TUmqhDwpOaI/AAAAAAAADHY/EpXLvq1Nzlo/s1600/IMG_2762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569169899142068642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TUmqhDwpOaI/AAAAAAAADHY/EpXLvq1Nzlo/s400/IMG_2762.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TUmrQIYCC8I/AAAAAAAADHg/X4R2OUCY028/s1600/IMG_2778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569170707834866626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TUmrQIYCC8I/AAAAAAAADHg/X4R2OUCY028/s400/IMG_2778.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-1244893842959449273?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/1244893842959449273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=1244893842959449273&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/1244893842959449273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/1244893842959449273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/01/style-watch.html' title='Style Watch'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TUhr7YSaTJI/AAAAAAAADHE/UfmOYWEJAQY/s72-c/IMG_2751.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-2105310965851634218</id><published>2011-01-30T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T19:32:42.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Catch Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm not really sure where January went. If anyone knows, please tell me. Here is a quick wrap up of our month. Maybe I can get it together from here on out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We played in boxes...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568550042208518418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TUd2wovTQRI/AAAAAAAADFc/Tj1eJ5Ke1KY/s400/IMG_2615.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568550482898934210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TUd3KScFWcI/AAAAAAAADFk/Lia4SfdbMEI/s400/IMG_2620.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spent time with good friends...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TUd3oAoGVpI/AAAAAAAADFs/0X2Ki6WQa2o/s1600/IMG_2634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568550993513567890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TUd3oAoGVpI/AAAAAAAADFs/0X2Ki6WQa2o/s400/IMG_2634.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (look how happy that baby is!) &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TUd5qI0gvNI/AAAAAAAADF8/GoELfx0f0ZU/s1600/IMG_2639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568553229096107218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TUd5qI0gvNI/AAAAAAAADF8/GoELfx0f0ZU/s400/IMG_2639.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Played with stickers... (notice the pointed toe)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TUd6B65eGyI/AAAAAAAADGE/ekcKticoY_s/s1600/IMG_2667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568553637675670306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TUd6B65eGyI/AAAAAAAADGE/ekcKticoY_s/s400/IMG_2667.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Played with Mommy's old friend... (yes, I have a secret talent)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TUd7fH1EjoI/AAAAAAAADGU/SPKRILhUvcs/s1600/IMG_2674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568555238874713730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TUd7fH1EjoI/AAAAAAAADGU/SPKRILhUvcs/s400/IMG_2674.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had some deep convo with Mommy... (she sits and looks at me and says, "So?")&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TUd75xoyvkI/AAAAAAAADGc/ck-JDBbQXME/s1600/IMG_2688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568555696774102594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TUd75xoyvkI/AAAAAAAADGc/ck-JDBbQXME/s400/IMG_2688.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Visited the museum with new friends...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TUd8Z1ItIZI/AAAAAAAADGk/yhh8AbYXxaQ/s1600/IMG_2704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568556247469072786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TUd8Z1ItIZI/AAAAAAAADGk/yhh8AbYXxaQ/s400/IMG_2704.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Started playing dress up... (very serious stuff)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TUd903gUg9I/AAAAAAAADG0/uhxUfPP3Csc/s1600/IMG_2699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568557811473089490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TUd903gUg9I/AAAAAAAADG0/uhxUfPP3Csc/s400/IMG_2699.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TUd-is0lMAI/AAAAAAAADG8/b2PksEwA0M4/s1600/IMG_2705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568558598879260674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TUd-is0lMAI/AAAAAAAADG8/b2PksEwA0M4/s400/IMG_2705.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-2105310965851634218?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/2105310965851634218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=2105310965851634218&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/2105310965851634218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/2105310965851634218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/01/playing-catch-up.html' title='Playing Catch Up'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TUd2wovTQRI/AAAAAAAADFc/Tj1eJ5Ke1KY/s72-c/IMG_2615.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-3467970129259359877</id><published>2011-01-30T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T18:20:19.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a Breather</title><content type='html'>Sorry I have been MIA for the month of January. I just have been taking a little breather and we are finally getting back to reality after the holidays. The "terrible twos" are in full effect and pretty much taking every ounce of energy I have. I am going to put together some picture in a giant post and be caught up. Stayed tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-3467970129259359877?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/3467970129259359877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=3467970129259359877&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/3467970129259359877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/3467970129259359877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2011/01/taking-breather.html' title='Taking a Breather'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-2074679669166504432</id><published>2010-12-25T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T07:22:04.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Christmas day was pretty quiet. Santa had already visited and most of the cousins had already gone to visit other family. We had a great day playing with our new toys and just taking it easy. It was a really great day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent a lot of time coloring the wagon box.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561504926326245970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS5vQ65CylI/AAAAAAAADDk/NijxBKiiwOA/s400/188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we did some makeshift sledding.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS5vRMngZnI/AAAAAAAADDs/gzVu9iaVVT0/s1600/190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561504931084527218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS5vRMngZnI/AAAAAAAADDs/gzVu9iaVVT0/s400/190.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy took a turn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561506499382820562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS5wse-9PtI/AAAAAAAADD0/ttX2ix0es6I/s400/196.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS5wshLFn3I/AAAAAAAADD8/XoTEI_q4C6g/s1600/198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561506499970572146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS5wshLFn3I/AAAAAAAADD8/XoTEI_q4C6g/s400/198.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy took a turn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS5xTqNZ2rI/AAAAAAAADEE/Vsz-tjEj5lA/s1600/201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561507172411103922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS5xTqNZ2rI/AAAAAAAADEE/Vsz-tjEj5lA/s400/201.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and Mommy didn't make it far.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TTG6jeR8wwI/AAAAAAAADEs/bwVJAuSpL9c/s1600/203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562432133365809922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TTG6jeR8wwI/AAAAAAAADEs/bwVJAuSpL9c/s400/203.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lu was so worried and she came running over to check on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TTG7E5N4m8I/AAAAAAAADE0/VTewnD4odro/s1600/209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562432707532200898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TTG7E5N4m8I/AAAAAAAADE0/VTewnD4odro/s400/209.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-2074679669166504432?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/2074679669166504432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=2074679669166504432&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/2074679669166504432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/2074679669166504432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-day.html' title='Christmas Day'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS5vQ65CylI/AAAAAAAADDk/NijxBKiiwOA/s72-c/188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-4961087040254806578</id><published>2010-12-24T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T19:29:04.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas - afternoon edition</title><content type='html'>After the present-palooza we ate a great breakfast/lunch and played. We said goodbye to some family and played some more. I don't think Lucy had a nap that day, so it was a long one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tested out the plasma car, and loved it!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561133783757766482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0dtlFOP1I/AAAAAAAADCs/fLqmVMUt-DA/s400/171.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Took a family shot.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561133806881375554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0du7OUhUI/AAAAAAAADC8/KFgfzG63Lfw/s400/176.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561133796543484882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0duUtk09I/AAAAAAAADC0/zc2MdYo0D5o/s400/173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Baby Evans got a wagon from Santa and let us use it while he went out of town. What a sweetie! That thing is the Cadillac of all wagons. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0dvlce2gI/AAAAAAAADDE/YnJKiRbC2XI/s1600/184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561133818215062018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0dvlce2gI/AAAAAAAADDE/YnJKiRbC2XI/s400/184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-4961087040254806578?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/4961087040254806578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=4961087040254806578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/4961087040254806578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/4961087040254806578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas-afternoon-edition.html' title='Merry Christmas - afternoon edition'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0dtlFOP1I/AAAAAAAADCs/fLqmVMUt-DA/s72-c/171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-3732941267496894074</id><published>2010-12-24T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T19:09:56.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>*Warning* Lots of Pictures!*&lt;br /&gt;For Christmas, this year, we went to my family's house in South Carolina. Lucy and I were away for almost two weeks. It was so great to visit family and celebrate together. It was nice to be home though. My aunt and uncle are so nice and open their home to everyone, and I mean everyone. It was great! We live so far now, so spending that time is very special. We got to see all of the cousins and my parents. It was really fun to see how excited Lu was about what Santa brought her. To say she was overwhelmed would be an understatement. Santa went a little overboard and she would have bee happy with chap stick and packing peanuts. We had a great time though.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561120520321889026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0Rpi7r8wI/AAAAAAAADAk/rlwP0Is7U5I/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wow! Look what Santa brought Lu! She was excited.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561120525395105746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0Rp11PF9I/AAAAAAAADAs/mQjCu8dDwPs/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561120544347204226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0Rq8bxKoI/AAAAAAAADA0/UI9Yd6BykVQ/s400/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0TIiBDwOI/AAAAAAAADBM/mkEiCAPpYQw/s1600/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561122152163557602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0TIiBDwOI/AAAAAAAADBM/mkEiCAPpYQw/s400/060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The baby bottle was one of her favorites. And she loved the dog, which she has named Brooke, after our dog that now lives with Meme and Pops.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0TIfGflGI/AAAAAAAADBE/6CpGI7sfmfU/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561122151381046370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0TIfGflGI/AAAAAAAADBE/6CpGI7sfmfU/s400/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oooh, there's more in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0TIGg_u7I/AAAAAAAADA8/hX1gP_mb54w/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561122144781319090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0TIGg_u7I/AAAAAAAADA8/hX1gP_mb54w/s400/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Practicing for her future as a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0UrMbXZyI/AAAAAAAADBk/iPTJ7KyBo5k/s1600/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561123847175366434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0UrMbXZyI/AAAAAAAADBk/iPTJ7KyBo5k/s400/078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trying out her new plasma car.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0Uq8BGBhI/AAAAAAAADBc/2crKu6RzSlE/s1600/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561123842770208274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0Uq8BGBhI/AAAAAAAADBc/2crKu6RzSlE/s400/073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Still pretending that she is a baby. Santa should have stuck to shopping at the dollar store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0UqoFWduI/AAAAAAAADBU/WPmmjScdDEc/s1600/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561123837419353826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0UqoFWduI/AAAAAAAADBU/WPmmjScdDEc/s400/066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mema might get a date for Christmas! Ha! Notice the sticker.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0WpIL24XI/AAAAAAAADCE/0yibAURHML4/s1600/116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561126010700095858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0WpIL24XI/AAAAAAAADCE/0yibAURHML4/s400/116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucy went straight to playing baby with the new highchair she got. Let me tell you that snowman sings and we can now all repeat the song that it sings. Thanks SuSu and Warren for sending it back with us.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0Wo3h7whI/AAAAAAAADB8/76tUfnZKV6g/s1600/115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561126006229287442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0Wo3h7whI/AAAAAAAADB8/76tUfnZKV6g/s400/115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tearing into some presents.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0WonHBUgI/AAAAAAAADB0/zlJl5KXmvbM/s1600/103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561126001821438466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0WonHBUgI/AAAAAAAADB0/zlJl5KXmvbM/s400/103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Having fun with Bobo and Molly!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561125999683984370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0WofJaW_I/AAAAAAAADBs/Tud5nHLwCVw/s400/094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0WofJaW_I/AAAAAAAADBs/Tud5nHLwCVw/s1600/094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561129372512909026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0Zsz6fduI/AAAAAAAADCM/Tf2bX-ldirY/s400/140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mema and her Great-grands.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561129380929058178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0ZtTRDtYI/AAAAAAAADCU/m3GvADDpKGQ/s400/149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561129399955324546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0ZuaJRfoI/AAAAAAAADCc/etXZScOjyug/s400/165.JPG" /&gt;Holding baby Evans was just as good as any Christmas present to Lucy. She was in heaven! Then she saw his bottle and had to feed him. Poor thing was squeezed a little too tightly for his liking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0ZvH-5boI/AAAAAAAADCk/F3pARqtkemw/s1600/167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561129412259835522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0ZvH-5boI/AAAAAAAADCk/F3pARqtkemw/s400/167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Such a little mommy. What a great day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-3732941267496894074?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/3732941267496894074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=3732941267496894074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/3732941267496894074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/3732941267496894074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TS0Rpi7r8wI/AAAAAAAADAk/rlwP0Is7U5I/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-2466136649507154738</id><published>2010-12-19T18:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T18:56:24.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Want To</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This weekend our AWESOME friend, Gina, came to town. We have had such a great time with her. We got all dressed up and went to see Santa one day. Lucy was pretty excited about it and was planning on telling him she wanted a sucker for Christmas. Then, we saw him. I had to sit with them because Lucy was not comfortable with sitting on his lap. She cried the whole time. Santa never heard her say that she wanted to get a sucker, so I guess we will see. Gina and I did some shopping and we got to go to dinner. Sunday we went to church, where we joined, and then to New Orleans for the day. We saw our good friend from high school, John Mark. We have had such a good time. Lucy LOVES some Gina. She has had such a blast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry they are sideways. She seemed ready for Santa. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552588244792205682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQ7BlvrZYXI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/sJYI_56liq8/s400/PC180605.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552588244966507890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQ7BlwU9BXI/AAAAAAAAC_g/1d42b1s99rU/s400/PC180607.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then it was our turn. She was not too happy about it! She said "No want to." This is her favorite thing to say when she doesn't want something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552589058667105698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQ7CVHmSzaI/AAAAAAAAC_o/YyIn2wPwo_g/s400/PC180608.JPG" /&gt; So cool playing with Gina in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQ7CVTobkPI/AAAAAAAAC_w/zROYwlaYe_w/s1600/PC190610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552589061897294066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQ7CVTobkPI/AAAAAAAAC_w/zROYwlaYe_w/s400/PC190610.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQ7DYVRt-EI/AAAAAAAAC_4/l677qFQdSGE/s1600/PC190614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552590213390137410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQ7DYVRt-EI/AAAAAAAAC_4/l677qFQdSGE/s400/PC190614.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;Phillip felt really bad about having a baby on Bourbon Street, so we left. Good idea!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQ7EBq3omKI/AAAAAAAADAI/on93zJjP8ug/s1600/PC190623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552590923560949922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQ7EBq3omKI/AAAAAAAADAI/on93zJjP8ug/s400/PC190623.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating beignets with Gina. This is her cheese face. It looks like she is not happy, but she is.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQ7EBRA8zKI/AAAAAAAADAA/tRvW-JDqJ80/s1600/PC190620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552590916620700834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQ7EBRA8zKI/AAAAAAAADAA/tRvW-JDqJ80/s400/PC190620.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Gina, John Mark, and Me. (The prom date '98, whoop whoop)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552592157913411314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQ7FJhMMbvI/AAAAAAAADAQ/FtxVX1QVtsA/s400/PC190624.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lucy loved playing with Gina's scarf. She wanted to wrap it around her like this. She is so funny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQ7FJgOP5HI/AAAAAAAADAY/htaYsySGfkQ/s1600/PC190626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552592157653591154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQ7FJgOP5HI/AAAAAAAADAY/htaYsySGfkQ/s400/PC190626.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-2466136649507154738?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/2466136649507154738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=2466136649507154738&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/2466136649507154738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/2466136649507154738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/12/no-want-to.html' title='No Want To'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQ7BlvrZYXI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/sJYI_56liq8/s72-c/PC180605.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-4012394741705952313</id><published>2010-12-16T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T18:36:54.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Present</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;"My present" is what Lucy says about every gift she sees. Today we did a gift exchange with her friend Lucy. I told her that the present was for Lucy T., and if she waited, she would have one of her own. I was amazed that she actually understood me and could not wait to give Lucy T. her present. When we saw them she ran right up to LT and gave her the present. Of course she wanted her own immediately. We also got a surprise in the mail from Phillip's cousin. She got an adorable ladybug raincoat and an Auburn cheerleading outfit. Lucy still hasn't taken the ladybug coat off. It was an awesome surprise. Thanks Jackie!!! We also went to music class, which has been done for a few weeks. We sure missed it! Can't wait to start back.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551359237258684402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQpj0F1jJ_I/AAAAAAAAC-A/F3U6xWkWOTA/s400/IMG_2359.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Loving our raincoat and matching backpack. She is very proud of it!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQpj026YjWI/AAAAAAAAC-I/eOAv-GVEmZ0/s1600/IMG_2363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551359250432298338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQpj026YjWI/AAAAAAAAC-I/eOAv-GVEmZ0/s400/IMG_2363.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not sure if this is more embarrassing more me or Lucy, but she really wanted to wear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQpkveAgAQI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/XmLiojdeGhw/s1600/IMG_2367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551360257359347970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQpkveAgAQI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/XmLiojdeGhw/s400/IMG_2367.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gettin' down in music class. The child really loves to jam out. Always wants to be in the center of everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQpkvKTNcsI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/HIWKISd_vPs/s1600/IMG_2365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551360252069114562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQpkvKTNcsI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/HIWKISd_vPs/s400/IMG_2365.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucy and Lucy cleaning up for Ms. Sonia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQpnEHtLIxI/AAAAAAAAC-w/Euc-iGGKxh4/s1600/IMG_2368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551362811173217042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQpnEHtLIxI/AAAAAAAAC-w/Euc-iGGKxh4/s400/IMG_2368.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then off to lunch and to exchange presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQrKqoXOHXI/AAAAAAAAC_A/xuVsfW3P6R0/s1600/IMG_2369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551472324425686386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQrKqoXOHXI/AAAAAAAAC_A/xuVsfW3P6R0/s400/IMG_2369.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucy T. tore into her present. She is going to have a blast the Christmas.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQrLtOdontI/AAAAAAAAC_I/ZB2dRiNErkc/s1600/IMG_2370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551473468524502738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQrLtOdontI/AAAAAAAAC_I/ZB2dRiNErkc/s400/IMG_2370.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQrMEo179SI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/jfcLdHxmg6s/s1600/IMG_2374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551473870742746402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQrMEo179SI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/jfcLdHxmg6s/s400/IMG_2374.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They love eachother! My Lucy said, "Thank you Lucy, present."  So sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-4012394741705952313?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/4012394741705952313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=4012394741705952313&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/4012394741705952313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/4012394741705952313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-present.html' title='My Present'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQpj0F1jJ_I/AAAAAAAAC-A/F3U6xWkWOTA/s72-c/IMG_2359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-829428077220888409</id><published>2010-12-13T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T19:12:24.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mrs. Claus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today we went to the library to see Mrs. Claus. I always get a little anxious before taking her to the library because she is a little too high energy for her surroundings. I gave her a good talk before we got there and then again when we were inside and she did great. First we had a surprise visit from Silly the Clown. Lucy actually really liked her, especially when she brought her dog out. She did some magic tricks and sang a couple of songs. Then Mrs. Claus came with her elf. We got to go before the school group that was there, which was good. We weren't going to last much longer. I didn't think that Lu was going to sit in Mrs. Claus' lap, but I told her should would get a sticker and she ran right up to her. Lucy told her she wanted a hat and a dog. When I asked her if she wanted a big or a little dog, she said "Daddy." This is so typical. Everything we do is for Daddy. When we play, we always include Daddy, so of course if we could have a dog it would be a Daddy dog.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550289167856024690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQaWl2rBvHI/AAAAAAAAC84/p5F_Vd_3PO8/s400/IMG_2348.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Silly the Clown&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQaW_7vkXGI/AAAAAAAAC9A/dhqNH3136Ww/s1600/IMG_2349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550289615893847138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQaW_7vkXGI/AAAAAAAAC9A/dhqNH3136Ww/s400/IMG_2349.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We wouldn't take the hat off inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQbcWaGT0II/AAAAAAAAC9Q/eyS1pHY6XjU/s1600/IMG_2353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550365868301734018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQbcWaGT0II/AAAAAAAAC9Q/eyS1pHY6XjU/s400/IMG_2353.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mrs. Claus and her elf &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQbc4zEgalI/AAAAAAAAC9Y/vVgXdOa6gx8/s1600/IMG_2355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550366459120609874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQbc4zEgalI/AAAAAAAAC9Y/vVgXdOa6gx8/s400/IMG_2355.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sitting on Mrs. Claus' lap. Still can't believe she did it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQbfxSejxlI/AAAAAAAAC9w/kp2-9meIWUI/s1600/IMG_2354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550369628647310930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQbfxSejxlI/AAAAAAAAC9w/kp2-9meIWUI/s400/IMG_2354.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then our friends came over for dinner. I made butternut squash soup and it took all day. I hope everyone enjoyed it, because I won't be doing it again. The Lucys ate a great dinner at their very own table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQbgLSI-KAI/AAAAAAAAC94/HDgdH-1q84w/s1600/IMG_2357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550370075233363970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQbgLSI-KAI/AAAAAAAAC94/HDgdH-1q84w/s400/IMG_2357.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Such big girls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-829428077220888409?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/829428077220888409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=829428077220888409&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/829428077220888409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/829428077220888409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/12/mrs-claus.html' title='Mrs. Claus'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQaWl2rBvHI/AAAAAAAAC84/p5F_Vd_3PO8/s72-c/IMG_2348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-8646642817488444377</id><published>2010-12-12T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T18:54:35.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Weekend with the Skippers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This weekend Phillip's parents came in town to do a little early Christmas celebration. We won't be able to see them this year on Christmas, so they were so sweet to drive here and celebrate with us. We had a great time! We opened presents, road the carousel, went to a GREAT Christmas program, and did a little shopping. Lucy just loves her M and Grandaddy (pronounced in her southern drawl Eeee-Um and Gandaddy). I think we are going to be asking for them all week. Phillip and I even got to go on a date, which hasn't happened since August. It was a great weekend and we miss them already!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQWB9GoR2JI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/jq-DXBr4S8c/s1600/IMG_2315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549985002555562130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQWB9GoR2JI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/jq-DXBr4S8c/s400/IMG_2315.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think Gandaddy is trying to help us pay for college by working on a basketball scholarship. She is in the 85% for height. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQWDZ1J_pAI/AAAAAAAAC7g/ex1XKDEZoOc/s1600/IMG_2321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549986595592971266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQWDZ1J_pAI/AAAAAAAAC7g/ex1XKDEZoOc/s400/IMG_2321.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She got a makeup kit from M. Lucy absolutely is obsessed with makeup and all things girl. She immediately put the rollers in her hair and has been drying every one's hair all weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQWImJ0GDDI/AAAAAAAAC8g/2y7bV-TY6xY/s1600/IMG_2320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549992304854830130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQWImJ0GDDI/AAAAAAAAC8g/2y7bV-TY6xY/s400/IMG_2320.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what you get to do when the grandparents visit...sit on the counter and eat all of the cake you want. She loves poundcake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQWDy0IB3EI/AAAAAAAAC7o/adUpxZmrSZU/s1600/IMG_2324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549987024813022274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQWDy0IB3EI/AAAAAAAAC7o/adUpxZmrSZU/s400/IMG_2324.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we went to a Christmas show at a local church. It was so awesome. Lucy did ok. She cried between scenes when the music stopped. She didn't quite understand why it was stopping. Eventually we could assure her that is was coming right back on and she wouldn't cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loved the Toy Soldiers.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQWEUOpiZoI/AAAAAAAAC7w/c7_GlcAKtms/s1600/IMG_2327.JPG"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549987598868571778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQWEUOpiZoI/AAAAAAAAC7w/c7_GlcAKtms/s400/IMG_2327.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQWH5ZfWtXI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/O2VgqR6oy4k/s1600/IMG_2328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549991535968695666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQWH5ZfWtXI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/O2VgqR6oy4k/s400/IMG_2328.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Watching the program. We had the perfect seats for us. She could just stand and watch everything. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQWFo4WZzFI/AAAAAAAAC8A/Myuu3WZSpw8/s1600/IMG_2332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549989053171616850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQWFo4WZzFI/AAAAAAAAC8A/Myuu3WZSpw8/s400/IMG_2332.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The choir was in seats all the way up each tree. The music was great. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQWGQXZNLdI/AAAAAAAAC8I/IL7LuN46kMc/s1600/IMG_2341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549989731519770066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQWGQXZNLdI/AAAAAAAAC8I/IL7LuN46kMc/s400/IMG_2341.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQWKX6yfdpI/AAAAAAAAC8w/NMgT4QLnxJk/s1600/IMG_2342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549994259326662290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQWKX6yfdpI/AAAAAAAAC8w/NMgT4QLnxJk/s400/IMG_2342.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ironically she wanted to be where Frosty was all night. When we met him she could not get away fast enough!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-8646642817488444377?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/8646642817488444377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=8646642817488444377&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/8646642817488444377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/8646642817488444377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-weekend-with-skippers.html' title='Christmas Weekend with the Skippers'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQWB9GoR2JI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/jq-DXBr4S8c/s72-c/IMG_2315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-6313711032167564040</id><published>2010-12-11T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T13:34:35.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look What I Did</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is how I found Lu after a nap the other day. Luckily there were no accidents. She doesn't look too thrilled with it either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQPuLaP90SI/AAAAAAAAC7I/aQ-9hGwwR68/s1600/IMG_2313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549541045642842402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQPuLaP90SI/AAAAAAAAC7I/aQ-9hGwwR68/s400/IMG_2313.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She was mostly mad that she didn't have on sox.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-6313711032167564040?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/6313711032167564040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=6313711032167564040&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/6313711032167564040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/6313711032167564040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/12/look-what-i-did.html' title='Look What I Did'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQPuLaP90SI/AAAAAAAAC7I/aQ-9hGwwR68/s72-c/IMG_2313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-5577346693008107353</id><published>2010-12-09T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T11:58:44.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 Months Olds and Decking the Halls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQEyN7Gtc3I/AAAAAAAAC64/0xRKugrVkUk/s1600/IMG_2310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548771430682686322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQEyN7Gtc3I/AAAAAAAAC64/0xRKugrVkUk/s400/IMG_2310.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is Lucy's birthday! Happy 21 months to my little "Goose". Do you realize that she will be 2 years old in three months?!? Seriously, where have these two years gone? She is such an amazing little girl! She cracks me up, drives me crazy, and makes me feel so loved. Her Daddy and I are already so proud.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQExS12fjNI/AAAAAAAAC6w/SaFDo5xABPU/s1600/IMG_2307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548770415660207314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQExS12fjNI/AAAAAAAAC6w/SaFDo5xABPU/s400/IMG_2307.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQEw0W7sQ3I/AAAAAAAAC6o/XTQpbQ0NA_o/s1600/IMG_2300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548769891964437362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQEw0W7sQ3I/AAAAAAAAC6o/XTQpbQ0NA_o/s400/IMG_2300.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucy you are 21 months are you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*weigh 23 lbs 6oz. Yes, she is on the small side. She eats like a horse though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*are 33 inches long . You are almost a full inch longer than you were at 18 months. Wow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*take one nap a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*wear a size 4 diaper, still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*wear a size 12 months pants and 18-24 months top &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*wear a size 6 shoe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*go to bed at 8 and get up about 6:30 (if we're lucky, still not the best sleeper)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*LOVE dogs, most all animals actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*squeal at the top of your lungs when you see your Daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*know, and can name, almost all of your colors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*can count to 4, sometimes higher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*everything you see is "That's Daddy's_______" We love Daddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*say "I love you Mommy" when we cuddle. My favorite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*talk all of the time. You have a HUGE vocabulary. Don't really know how many words you have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*love your babies. You love to feed them, put them to bed, read to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*love to sing "Ring around the Roses"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*LOVE to dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*LOVE to play music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*really enjoy putting together your puzzles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*like to put things in a line. Dolls, books, puzzles, stuffed animals, are always in a line. OCD, maybe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*definitely have a personality! I think you are going to be a leader.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*are very loved by your Mommy and Daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now we are ready for Christmas. When we got back from Thanksgiving we put our tree up and all of our decorations. Lu has been great with minding and staying away from the tree. I really only had to tell her once or twice. She loves turning on the lights and getting a treat from her Advent calendar. I'm hoping that she will like Santa this year, but my guess is that he will terrify her. I will let you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548763221060528610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQEqwD4QqeI/AAAAAAAAC5w/zT0d1ti2YT8/s400/IMG_2267.JPG" /&gt; Helping with the Christmas tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQErMsmXBrI/AAAAAAAAC54/RzOZNYQqr8c/s1600/IMG_2268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548763713027638962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQErMsmXBrI/AAAAAAAAC54/RzOZNYQqr8c/s400/IMG_2268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQEtsLokKoI/AAAAAAAAC6I/3khHnxlz58o/s1600/IMG_2276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548766452957588098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQEtsLokKoI/AAAAAAAAC6I/3khHnxlz58o/s400/IMG_2276.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We even had hot coco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548772750624782978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQEzawRbeoI/AAAAAAAAC7A/VU3zOzRv7XI/s400/IMG_2271.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her very own tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQEvpuQlJ9I/AAAAAAAAC6Y/Vp4pEfJc_cM/s1600/IMG_2279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548768609735878610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQEvpuQlJ9I/AAAAAAAAC6Y/Vp4pEfJc_cM/s400/IMG_2279.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished product!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQEwNwvhmYI/AAAAAAAAC6g/tntFWDfEzVs/s1600/IMG_2305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548769228877830530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQEwNwvhmYI/AAAAAAAAC6g/tntFWDfEzVs/s400/IMG_2305.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  We do not do matching ornaments on our tree. Most of them have a special meaning. We always get an ornament every time we travel somewhere new. It usually is something that is pretty cheesy that represents that place. I love our tree, because it is so fun to talk about each ornament when we are decorating. I added the ribbon this year to class it up a bit.&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/1883453845480469893-5577346693008107353?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/5577346693008107353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=5577346693008107353&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/5577346693008107353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/5577346693008107353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/12/21-months-olds-and-decking-halls.html' title='21 Months Olds and Decking the Halls'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TQEyN7Gtc3I/AAAAAAAAC64/0xRKugrVkUk/s72-c/IMG_2310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-2663981545742119170</id><published>2010-12-01T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T18:42:34.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Thing</title><content type='html'>Today we went to story time at the library. The theme was "Where the Wild Things Are." We read a few books and sang songs. Then, we read "Where the Wild Things Are" and got a crown and got to stand by the boat that Max used. I wish I had a good picture Lucy sitting quietly listening to the story, but that just doesn't happen for us. She really likes to play hide and seek in the books. She did like the boat though. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPcFnYw7K-I/AAAAAAAAC5I/2P6IX5bJ1W0/s1600/IMG_2291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545907640350747618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPcFnYw7K-I/AAAAAAAAC5I/2P6IX5bJ1W0/s400/IMG_2291.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPcF7U8ciNI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/xG5Z0ocVgZs/s1600/IMG_2293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545907982922713298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPcF7U8ciNI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/xG5Z0ocVgZs/s400/IMG_2293.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Keeping the balloon on the parachute was easier than keeping Lucy near by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPcGUeOfpeI/AAAAAAAAC5Y/xLt_HDF2V4E/s1600/IMG_2294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545908414911063522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPcGUeOfpeI/AAAAAAAAC5Y/xLt_HDF2V4E/s400/IMG_2294.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know we have got to get rid of the paci, but if one more stranger tells me she doesn't need it I may strangle them. They are welcome to try and then spend the night with us.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPcGywEhclI/AAAAAAAAC5g/knFzS9hfWkM/s1600/IMG_2295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545908935097152082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPcGywEhclI/AAAAAAAAC5g/knFzS9hfWkM/s400/IMG_2295.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Standing by Max's boat. They did a great job with it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-2663981545742119170?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/2663981545742119170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=2663981545742119170&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/2663981545742119170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/2663981545742119170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/12/wild-thing.html' title='Wild Thing'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPcFnYw7K-I/AAAAAAAAC5I/2P6IX5bJ1W0/s72-c/IMG_2291.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-3928103981049470651</id><published>2010-11-30T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T09:53:54.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iron Bowl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Friday we all watched the Iron Bowl together. Let's just say it was not quiet around the Skipper household. Lucy managed to take a good nap during the beginning and took a nap in a big bed for the first time. She slept really well there. She woke up to quite the festivities and loved every minute. She had no idea why we were all dancing and blaring music, but she ate it up! We really had a great time and some of us, Bess and Jason, had to turn in early because of all of that fun. (I have incriminating pictures and will save them for blackmail later.) Ben, wasn't too far behind. War Eagle!! Oh, I love you Cam! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPXAW4cTPLI/AAAAAAAAC34/9i37FdGmkDI/s1600/IMG_2235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545550015517375666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPXAW4cTPLI/AAAAAAAAC34/9i37FdGmkDI/s400/IMG_2235.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Napping in the big bed!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545550428220001618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPXAu54RjVI/AAAAAAAAC4A/sz27P60rtOY/s400/IMG_2242.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A celebratory sucker.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPXBJauIkyI/AAAAAAAAC4I/eXUEDHOC3Yc/s1600/IMG_2245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545550883712439074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPXBJauIkyI/AAAAAAAAC4I/eXUEDHOC3Yc/s400/IMG_2245.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dancing with Aunt Bess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPaIvc7BlWI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/wsM0sHuflEA/s1600/IMG_2252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545770339952334178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPaIvc7BlWI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/wsM0sHuflEA/s400/IMG_2252.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPaKSRBe0gI/AAAAAAAAC4w/DwEM_-YH5as/s1600/IMG_2257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545772037565239810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPaKSRBe0gI/AAAAAAAAC4w/DwEM_-YH5as/s400/IMG_2257.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So proud of her blue tongue! I know her hair is wild, but she had been dancing pretty hard for a while.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545773066093375170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPaLOIlsrsI/AAAAAAAAC44/me1lWebs7Q4/s400/IMG_2264.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Giving Uncle Ben fist bumps. We hated to see him leave!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPaLQD65nyI/AAAAAAAAC5A/FjimpC7H7Pw/s1600/IMG_2265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545773099199864610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPaLQD65nyI/AAAAAAAAC5A/FjimpC7H7Pw/s400/IMG_2265.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-3928103981049470651?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/3928103981049470651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=3928103981049470651&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/3928103981049470651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/3928103981049470651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/11/iron-bowl.html' title='Iron Bowl'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPXAW4cTPLI/AAAAAAAAC34/9i37FdGmkDI/s72-c/IMG_2235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-9116998706631071870</id><published>2010-11-29T13:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T19:00:41.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving on the Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;For Thanksgiving we headed to Southeast Alabama to celebrate with the Skipper family. We LOVE going there. Not only do we get to spend time with family, but we get to spend the day on the farm and just play all day. The weather was awesome and I don't think that we went inside the whole time. Every year there is a new addition, so the kids had a blast. This year we were missing two cousins because they are both having babies. Next year will be a house full. We just love going to the farm. The family is awesome and it is just so relaxing.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545082395049181362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPQXDyctwLI/AAAAAAAAC04/pd324WXo2lg/s400/IMG_2090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPQXEo3Vx_I/AAAAAAAAC1A/WRqdMLHOPNk/s1600/IMG_2093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545082409656371186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPQXEo3Vx_I/AAAAAAAAC1A/WRqdMLHOPNk/s400/IMG_2093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She had to get a little piano time in with Uncle Jason before we left. This was one of her favorite activities. Jason is great at playing.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPQZdOiaUbI/AAAAAAAAC1I/kirEYDt1FjQ/s1600/IMG_2128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545085031109251506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPQZdOiaUbI/AAAAAAAAC1I/kirEYDt1FjQ/s400/IMG_2128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spending time outside and riding the mule with Daddy. He said she kept asking to go faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545088714867314418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPQczpmxjvI/AAAAAAAAC1g/pgAw-mJOs30/s400/IMG_2135.JPG" /&gt; We played in the leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPQdbAg6mxI/AAAAAAAAC1o/1ix5SSDbp64/s1600/IMG_2139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545089391031655186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPQdbAg6mxI/AAAAAAAAC1o/1ix5SSDbp64/s400/IMG_2139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPVVQ9-5lhI/AAAAAAAAC2A/qQiM4Njay6Y/s1600/IMG_2151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545432266181285394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPVVQ9-5lhI/AAAAAAAAC2A/qQiM4Njay6Y/s400/IMG_2151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We road the power wheels. She LOVED this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPVVQJmE0ZI/AAAAAAAAC14/j-AsvGyV94E/s1600/IMG_2147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545432252118520210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPVVQJmE0ZI/AAAAAAAAC14/j-AsvGyV94E/s400/IMG_2147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPVXjFp_2bI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/Ntie50I7CKY/s1600/IMG_2182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545434776502000050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPVXjFp_2bI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/Ntie50I7CKY/s400/IMG_2182.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Phillip's cousin had a baby a couple days before, so some of us had a cigar to celebrate (not me). Welcome baby Whit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPVYIfMfNGI/AAAAAAAAC2g/2h2BIGxlQEw/s1600/IMG_2183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545435419012707426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPVYIfMfNGI/AAAAAAAAC2g/2h2BIGxlQEw/s400/IMG_2183.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then we walked out to look at the cows. She didn't really like them up close. She actually just wanted to go see the dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545539692833755650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPW2-BcvUgI/AAAAAAAAC24/PGNVGeLTmAw/s400/IMG_2189.JPG" /&gt;Then it was time for the hay ride. She loved it. We sang Christmas carols and looked at the stars. It was so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPW2-u7snyI/AAAAAAAAC3A/JytAfXUJ5zU/s1600/IMG_2195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545539705043197730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPW2-u7snyI/AAAAAAAAC3A/JytAfXUJ5zU/s400/IMG_2195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545541940272209730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPW5A1z0n0I/AAAAAAAAC3g/OyzcsIxZ5ac/s400/IMG_2212.JPG" /&gt;Showing some major love to her cousin. So, Lucy may be a tad bit aggressive. I did kiss Phillip first. I guess she gets it from Mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPW5ZR8Xn8I/AAAAAAAAC3o/M_J90n7PBZ0/s1600/IMG_2218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545542360141111234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPW5ZR8Xn8I/AAAAAAAAC3o/M_J90n7PBZ0/s400/IMG_2218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cousins. Lucy is itching to hold that baby, but waiting very patiently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPW5zALrBqI/AAAAAAAAC3w/x_6bj2_-3-g/s1600/IMG_2230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545542802050057890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPW5zALrBqI/AAAAAAAAC3w/x_6bj2_-3-g/s400/IMG_2230.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Skipper family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-9116998706631071870?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/9116998706631071870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=9116998706631071870&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/9116998706631071870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/9116998706631071870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanksgiving-on-farm.html' title='Thanksgiving on the Farm'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPQXDyctwLI/AAAAAAAAC04/pd324WXo2lg/s72-c/IMG_2090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-8013292172614215129</id><published>2010-11-24T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T20:20:10.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful for Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We had a great at Thanksgiving! We even got to see our awesome friends, Meredith, Hays and Margaret Anne. It is always fun to go to Phillip's family's for the holidays and a bonus is getting to see the Latimers. Now the girls are old enough to play together, which is so fun to watch. They basically ran around Meredith's brother's house like wild women. It makes me sad that we aren't closer and that don't get to do that more often. One day! We sure miss these guys. Her brother and sis-in-law are always so nice to let us crash for a few hours. We love seeing them too! Their family is a ton of fun and her brother has quite a jean collection. Miss you guys!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPMoLR72KpI/AAAAAAAAC0Y/W4JKeM7xZ_M/s1600/IMG_2072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544819740481301138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPMoLR72KpI/AAAAAAAAC0Y/W4JKeM7xZ_M/s400/IMG_2072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fast friends! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPMopLqkE_I/AAAAAAAAC0g/XphSq8cDjs4/s1600/IMG_2078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544820254194275314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPMopLqkE_I/AAAAAAAAC0g/XphSq8cDjs4/s400/IMG_2078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mere, Me, and Sandi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPMpEkZqWsI/AAAAAAAAC0o/uWulcnbLLUk/s1600/IMG_2084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544820724690737858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPMpEkZqWsI/AAAAAAAAC0o/uWulcnbLLUk/s400/IMG_2084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucy had fun trying out the horse. She was a little wild with the thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPMpmUGWzjI/AAAAAAAAC0w/TQ5iKzWox2Y/s1600/IMG_2074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544821304430349874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPMpmUGWzjI/AAAAAAAAC0w/TQ5iKzWox2Y/s400/IMG_2074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We love you, even if you are a little odd. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-8013292172614215129?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/8013292172614215129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=8013292172614215129&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/8013292172614215129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/8013292172614215129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/11/thankful-for-friends.html' title='Thankful for Friends'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TPMoLR72KpI/AAAAAAAAC0Y/W4JKeM7xZ_M/s72-c/IMG_2072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-8310477818036269983</id><published>2010-11-22T18:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T19:06:23.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I tried to do a little cooking project with Lucy today. Well, it went ok. I got the idea from Nick Jr. and it didn't quite turn out like the ones on tv, but do they ever. We traced her hands and then I used the hand and cut it out of sugar cookie dough. It took a lot of time so I only made one cookie sheet of the hand prints. I used the rest of the dough to make round cookies. When they cooled I let Lucy decorate them. It didn't go as well as I had envisioned. She wasn't really into it and mostly just wanted to eat the icing. I used regular white icing and died it the colors I wanted. Those also didn't turn out exactly like I was thinking. I think that everyone will like them anyway. I'm glad we tried.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542574998858845282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOsumHvxTGI/AAAAAAAACzg/agRgK23Ua8I/s400/IMG_2060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The dough hand prints. Lucy showed off what we used to make the cookies with.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542575005838884322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOsumhv8PeI/AAAAAAAACzo/edi-XHxySF4/s400/IMG_2061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOsunhlFESI/AAAAAAAACzw/AOSxxGHzSco/s1600/IMG_2064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542575022973194530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOsunhlFESI/AAAAAAAACzw/AOSxxGHzSco/s400/IMG_2064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Making her masterpieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOsvNVH_E5I/AAAAAAAACz4/P4T5NQvobGA/s1600/IMG_2066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542575672464970642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOsvNVH_E5I/AAAAAAAACz4/P4T5NQvobGA/s400/IMG_2066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The final product. No, Lucy did not do these. I probably should blame them on her though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-8310477818036269983?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/8310477818036269983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=8310477818036269983&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/8310477818036269983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/8310477818036269983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanksgiving-treat.html' title='Thanksgiving Treat'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOsumHvxTGI/AAAAAAAACzg/agRgK23Ua8I/s72-c/IMG_2060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-2043525473527013789</id><published>2010-11-20T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T20:00:09.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phillip's Birthday was HOT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today was my amazing husband's birthday. He is officially well into his thirties. We took a day trip to the Tabasco plant on Avery Island. It was really great! The scenery was beautiful and the plant was pretty cool. It was a perfect day trip, only about 2 hours away, but on the way back traffic on I-10 was at a stand still and we almost never got home. We were one of the few people that thought visiting the plant would be a grand idea, which is funny because this kind of think always happens to us. We have been talking about going for a while and I am so glad we did it. The day was perfect. It is amazing what they can do with Tabasco. They produce about 40,000 bottles of the stuff a day. Each pepper is hand picked, smashed up, and aged for three years before it is actually turned into the sauce. This is also the only place it is made. I totally recommend the tour to anyone that is close by. When we got home we played at the park and ate some Mexican, always a good birthday choice. I was out of candles so we opted for a tea light to put on top of the cupcake. Hey, it worked. Happy Birthday to the best Daddy and husband around!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541841273658198738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOiTRsX-ytI/AAAAAAAACyA/N_AmvuCsHPg/s400/IMG_1948.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Welcome! Us and one other car decided to take a tour today. More people eventually arrived.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541841281731420530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOiTSKcyYXI/AAAAAAAACyI/irkP41ZpuT4/s400/IMG_1949.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541841303739830530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOiTTccAEQI/AAAAAAAACyQ/Pm4DGDzA5BU/s400/IMG_1951.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541842740672565906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOiUnFbdkpI/AAAAAAAACyY/0Mxwg3DLiWY/s400/IMG_1960.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Phillip tried the Tabasco ice cream and I tried the Tabasco Coke. The ice cream wasn't for me, but the Coke wasn't too bad.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541842760321628546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOiUoOoKeYI/AAAAAAAACyg/7Un88c6QKRs/s400/IMG_1963.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOiUo1LHn9I/AAAAAAAACyo/kNXrNUMmxXM/s1600/IMG_1966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541842770668789714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOiUo1LHn9I/AAAAAAAACyo/kNXrNUMmxXM/s400/IMG_1966.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucy disagreed with the Coke. Her reaction was hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOiXUaLNc6I/AAAAAAAACzA/M9fqCbsFSB4/s1600/IMG_2005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541845718358913954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOiXUaLNc6I/AAAAAAAACzA/M9fqCbsFSB4/s400/IMG_2005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541847447299413426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOiY5C-v1bI/AAAAAAAACzY/n0fxreMlvng/s400/IMG_2057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Birthday Phillip!!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOiYJwNlEiI/AAAAAAAACzQ/JqjkpSKdz7c/s1600/IMG_2058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541846634807497250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOiYJwNlEiI/AAAAAAAACzQ/JqjkpSKdz7c/s400/IMG_2058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/1883453845480469893-2043525473527013789?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/2043525473527013789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=2043525473527013789&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/2043525473527013789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/2043525473527013789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/11/phillips-birthday-was-hot.html' title='Phillip&apos;s Birthday was HOT!'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOiTRsX-ytI/AAAAAAAACyA/N_AmvuCsHPg/s72-c/IMG_1948.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-7699755014819814370</id><published>2010-11-19T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T10:33:27.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Team Edward</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;For those of you who don't know, the Twilight series is filming its final movie, Breaking Dawn, here in Baton Rouge. The cast is supposedly staying right down the street from where we live. No sightings yet, but I will let you know. Lucy and I planning on running into Robert Pattinson very soon. Our favorite cupcake place, Sweet Wishes, is getting in on all of the excitement too. When we went to pick up cupcakes for Daddy's birthday we saw this: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TObCy-8k22I/AAAAAAAACx4/0kYvkUQ94IU/s1600/IMG_1945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541330572672293730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TObCy-8k22I/AAAAAAAACx4/0kYvkUQ94IU/s400/IMG_1945.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so of course Lucy got one. It was delish! The lady said the actors hadn't been in the shop yet, but some people that work for the movie came in and bought some to take to everyone. They also had Team Jacob cupcakes, but I wasn't about to get one of those. I told them they need to keep a tally to see who sells more. She thought Team Edward was winning...of course!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-7699755014819814370?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/7699755014819814370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=7699755014819814370&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/7699755014819814370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/7699755014819814370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/11/team-edward.html' title='Team Edward'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TObCy-8k22I/AAAAAAAACx4/0kYvkUQ94IU/s72-c/IMG_1945.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-110823055882617226</id><published>2010-11-18T14:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T15:36:43.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Feast</title><content type='html'>Today was Lucy's Thanksgiving Feast at school. We were early, because they told me the wrong time on Tuesday, so we killed a little time and played with her friends in her classroom. I'm not going to lie, she wasn't really happy when we pulled up to the school. 1. She got up at 4:30 this morning, ready to go. 2. She almost fell asleep on the way over. 3. She thought I was going to drop her off. Once we got over that, she was so excited for me to be there and have lunch with her. She played with her friends, danced, and was a general show off. I loved seeing her with her little friends. They did such a great job putting it all together and I finally got to bring home some of Lucy's art work! I loved every minute. The school really put together a nice feast with great decorations. The kids were so excited to have their parents. Can't wait until the next party!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541025164531176994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOWtB49hliI/AAAAAAAACwQ/BkyQicsrODM/s400/IMG_1925.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some of the Baby Birds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOWtGLu8YZI/AAAAAAAACwg/lB0833_MaLE/s1600/IMG_1928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541025238289768850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOWtGLu8YZI/AAAAAAAACwg/lB0833_MaLE/s400/IMG_1928.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dancing with her friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOWtCJu8M8I/AAAAAAAACwY/zyM_TNY85Hw/s1600/IMG_1927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541025169033409474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOWtCJu8M8I/AAAAAAAACwY/zyM_TNY85Hw/s400/IMG_1927.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting ready to go to the lunchroom to eat our feast! (Don't you love the little boy on the right. That is his 'cheese' face. Ha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541034598536676066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOW1nBXtguI/AAAAAAAACxY/nbM4tOsI5sg/s400/IMG_1937.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The table decorations. I even had a place card. It was so cute!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541033500433372082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOW0nGne07I/AAAAAAAACxA/eikYi1MFOPQ/s400/IMG_1932.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541036093321799618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOW2-B4QZ8I/AAAAAAAACxg/0RRtKtWSpKU/s400/IMG_1936.JPG" /&gt;The kids enjoying their Thanksgiving meal. Not sure what Lu was doing here.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOW2-taqogI/AAAAAAAACxo/AQz74H3ieRo/s1600/IMG_1939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541036105008849410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOW2-taqogI/AAAAAAAACxo/AQz74H3ieRo/s400/IMG_1939.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Turkey!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOW1mkkTBLI/AAAAAAAACxQ/JPhmD442dqY/s1600/IMG_1935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541034590804837554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOW1mkkTBLI/AAAAAAAACxQ/JPhmD442dqY/s400/IMG_1935.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With her teacher Ms. Sarah! She loves her!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOW0nv0yxjI/AAAAAAAACxI/3I4spWcj-Lg/s1600/IMG_1934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541033511495058994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOW0nv0yxjI/AAAAAAAACxI/3I4spWcj-Lg/s400/IMG_1934.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Proud Mommy. Lu kind of goes blank when I take a picture. Hope that changes.&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/1883453845480469893-110823055882617226?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/110823055882617226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=110823055882617226&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/110823055882617226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/110823055882617226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanksgiving-feast.html' title='Thanksgiving Feast'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TOWtB49hliI/AAAAAAAACwQ/BkyQicsrODM/s72-c/IMG_1925.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-8079048578749836042</id><published>2010-11-16T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T19:43:15.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Traitors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Tonight we went to an LSU basketball game. Don't worry Auburn people, we were cheering against both teams. Lucy loved the music. She was a dancing fool. She also was very concerned with Mike, the tiger. She followed his every move. But, when we chased him down, she was scared to take her picture with him. Lucy wouldn't look at him because, we like to think, she was hoping it was Aubie. Phillip got some tickets from work and it was a lot of fun. I hope he gets more. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540358646580891506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TONO1cG3z3I/AAAAAAAACwA/x2k798KfKNQ/s400/IMG_1921.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TONO2Lc02LI/AAAAAAAACwI/M0PT9l6ITsk/s1600/IMG_1923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540358659289438386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TONO2Lc02LI/AAAAAAAACwI/M0PT9l6ITsk/s400/IMG_1923.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-8079048578749836042?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/8079048578749836042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=8079048578749836042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/8079048578749836042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/8079048578749836042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/11/traitors.html' title='Traitors'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TONO1cG3z3I/AAAAAAAACwA/x2k798KfKNQ/s72-c/IMG_1921.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-9078426869331115464</id><published>2010-11-11T18:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T18:45:03.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Christmas Card Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ok, so Christmas decorations are up in about every store you go to. I can't believe how fast this year has gone. One of my favorite things about the holidays is picking out the best card for our family and, of course, receiving them from all of our family and friends. I like to tape them up to a door where I can see them every day. I love to see the different designs and all of the adorable pictures that families take. It is so awesome to see the changes that happen throughout the year. So I have been looking at cards for probably a month now planning on what we would send to our loved ones. &lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery"&gt;Shutterfly&lt;/a&gt; has some amazing options this year. There is something for everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some of my top choices for this year: &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNymu_nTzXI/AAAAAAAACvo/1NmM5kXLX1k/s1600/card4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 118px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 164px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538484968039370098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNymu_nTzXI/AAAAAAAACvo/1NmM5kXLX1k/s400/card4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNymumm-BWI/AAAAAAAACvg/nuOxCiVMVjo/s1600/card3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 118px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 164px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538484961327056226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNymumm-BWI/AAAAAAAACvg/nuOxCiVMVjo/s400/card3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNymuaHiluI/AAAAAAAACvY/_MZLUDGllt0/s1600/card2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 118px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 164px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538484957974009570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNymuaHiluI/AAAAAAAACvY/_MZLUDGllt0/s400/card2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNymuKpK0TI/AAAAAAAACvQ/x1mNkKQNAHs/s1600/card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 164px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 164px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538484953820090674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNymuKpK0TI/AAAAAAAACvQ/x1mNkKQNAHs/s400/card.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have ordered from Shutterfly for years now and have always been very happy with the out come. Not only can you get your holiday cards from them, but it is a great place to look for some stocking stuffers. Last year I made an adorable &lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/calendars/wall-calendars"&gt;calendar&lt;/a&gt; for our family, and I think it was one of the best gifts that we gave. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNyn_TlWMUI/AAAAAAAACvw/HIalFPrsosg/s1600/calendar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538486347789381954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNyn_TlWMUI/AAAAAAAACvw/HIalFPrsosg/s400/calendar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You can even turn some of your favorite pictures into &lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/home-decor/canvas-wall-art"&gt;wall art&lt;/a&gt;. The canvas pictures are awesome! The hardest part is choosing which picture you want to use. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNyoVJIWFDI/AAAAAAAACv4/u5GdgoB3Rkk/s1600/wallart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538486722940507186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNyoVJIWFDI/AAAAAAAACv4/u5GdgoB3Rkk/s400/wallart.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are a blogger and you are interested in receiving 50 free holiday cards from&lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery/holiday-cards"&gt; Shutterfly&lt;/a&gt;, click on this &lt;a href="http://blog.shutterfly.com/5358/holiday2010-blog-submission-form/"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;. Happy searching!&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/1883453845480469893-9078426869331115464?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/9078426869331115464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=9078426869331115464&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/9078426869331115464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/9078426869331115464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-christmas-card-time.html' title='It&apos;s Christmas Card Time!'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNymu_nTzXI/AAAAAAAACvo/1NmM5kXLX1k/s72-c/card4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-7973535626707616803</id><published>2010-11-10T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T06:39:20.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today we met my Dad's first cousin and her granddaughter at the zoo. Lucy and Sarah play really well together and LOVE each other. They ran and ran and squealed. We had a great time. I don't know about Sarah, but Lucy was asleep before we were out of the parking lot. The zoo here is really great and they have a nice playground and petting zoo. We can't wait to go back. The tiger exhibit is really nice. He was about 3 inches from Lucy's face and she didn't really care for that. Smart girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNv_DaXW1sI/AAAAAAAACvI/siIMGWziQG8/s1600/tiger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538300600864134850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNv_DaXW1sI/AAAAAAAACvI/siIMGWziQG8/s400/tiger.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think he was hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNv_DEp4r_I/AAAAAAAACvA/kDKUdEVtGrE/s1600/hug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538300595036270578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNv_DEp4r_I/AAAAAAAACvA/kDKUdEVtGrE/s400/hug.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cousin love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNv_DIzZd3I/AAAAAAAACu4/IOQT0e8ZNgI/s1600/goats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538300596149909362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNv_DIzZd3I/AAAAAAAACu4/IOQT0e8ZNgI/s400/goats.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ohhh... mountain goats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNv_C8-nyuI/AAAAAAAACuw/-oDf0eq7Uy0/s1600/duck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538300592975760098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNv_C8-nyuI/AAAAAAAACuw/-oDf0eq7Uy0/s400/duck.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Deep convo about the swan.&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/1883453845480469893-7973535626707616803?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/7973535626707616803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=7973535626707616803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/7973535626707616803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/7973535626707616803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/11/zoo.html' title='Zoo'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNv_DaXW1sI/AAAAAAAACvI/siIMGWziQG8/s72-c/tiger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-4384117961232030477</id><published>2010-11-08T18:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T18:40:39.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to the Races</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This weekend we went to Steeplechase in Calloway Gardens. It was kid free and a ton of fun! It was so nice to be with friends and have some adult time. Lucy stayed with her aunt and uncle in Auburn and had a blast. She did great! I hope that we can keep doing this throughout the years because we sure miss our friends! It was a LONG drive, but Lucy did great. We were all ready to get out of the car when we got home though. Good thing we only do it once a year, although it would totally be worth it to see everyone again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNizotFmiOI/AAAAAAAACug/nKX3nyoXd98/s1600/IMG_1787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537373253731256546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNizotFmiOI/AAAAAAAACug/nKX3nyoXd98/s400/IMG_1787.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls! Everyone had boots on, I mean everyone! (Not sure what my face is doing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNizn4hExWI/AAAAAAAACuY/LF33WBfcjZg/s1600/IMG_1786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537373239619405154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNizn4hExWI/AAAAAAAACuY/LF33WBfcjZg/s400/IMG_1786.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Bootie shot. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNiznNbkEyI/AAAAAAAACuQ/LX25kA8DiV8/s1600/IMG_1784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537373228053566242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNiznNbkEyI/AAAAAAAACuQ/LX25kA8DiV8/s400/IMG_1784.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The guys! We missed you Stewart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNi0KasJNRI/AAAAAAAACuo/KdAhWb0NpVM/s1600/IMG_1794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537373832908190994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNi0KasJNRI/AAAAAAAACuo/KdAhWb0NpVM/s400/IMG_1794.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and my best girl! Miss her!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-4384117961232030477?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/4384117961232030477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=4384117961232030477&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/4384117961232030477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/4384117961232030477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/11/off-to-races.html' title='Off to the Races'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNizotFmiOI/AAAAAAAACug/nKX3nyoXd98/s72-c/IMG_1787.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-4039904118524962596</id><published>2010-11-02T19:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T20:07:33.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Pictures for My Bow-Head</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today Lucy had her school pictures. I can't wait to see how they turned out. It looked like she did really well. She was itching to take a turn. I think she thought she was doing something really special because she kept asking for her "turn." I loved her outfit and we have been saving it for our big picture day. The bow is a little big, but I think it is so cute.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535154030138018402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNDRQ49yymI/AAAAAAAACt4/v8LuVYc3fcE/s400/IMG_1772.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNDRRxqcZuI/AAAAAAAACuI/AiTvkrGePIQ/s1600/IMG_1775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535154045357680354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNDRRxqcZuI/AAAAAAAACuI/AiTvkrGePIQ/s400/IMG_1775.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNDRRde2pOI/AAAAAAAACuA/Xpiqf_h4dLI/s1600/IMG_1776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535154039940359394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNDRRde2pOI/AAAAAAAACuA/Xpiqf_h4dLI/s400/IMG_1776.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-4039904118524962596?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/4039904118524962596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=4039904118524962596&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/4039904118524962596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/4039904118524962596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/11/school-pictures-for-my-bow-head.html' title='School Pictures for My Bow-Head'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TNDRQ49yymI/AAAAAAAACt4/v8LuVYc3fcE/s72-c/IMG_1772.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-8701496920125198148</id><published>2010-10-31T19:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T20:03:25.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Throughout the Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It sure is AMAZING how she has changed. You really forget how much they grow up until you look back at pictures. It just keeps getting better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TM4trizALCI/AAAAAAAACso/6pkLpjG8V50/s1600/65917-1225570331-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534411218183269410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TM4trizALCI/AAAAAAAACso/6pkLpjG8V50/s400/65917-1225570331-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2008: Tennis ball in my belly &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534410008834262562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TM4slJnuxiI/AAAAAAAACsY/8gwzcchotxY/s400/100_3132%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;2009: Precious little lamb&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TM4sliw2UBI/AAAAAAAACsg/WaCbu3yvrKM/s1600/IMG_1729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534410015583391762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TM4sliw2UBI/AAAAAAAACsg/WaCbu3yvrKM/s400/IMG_1729.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2010: big girl ballerina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-8701496920125198148?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/8701496920125198148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=8701496920125198148&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/8701496920125198148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/8701496920125198148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/10/halloween-throughout-years.html' title='Halloween Throughout the Years'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TM4trizALCI/AAAAAAAACso/6pkLpjG8V50/s72-c/65917-1225570331-6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-3540520151203185526</id><published>2010-10-31T19:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T19:21:12.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We have gotten our use out of our tu-tu. We went trick or treating with our friends and Lucy really got into it. She loved watching all of the kids and saying trick or treat. The neighborhood we went to really gets into the spirit. It was a blast. Even Mommy and Daddy got dressed up! Mommy's costume was a little too difficult for the kids to understand, but the parents all seemed to like it. I wish I could say I came up with it on my own, but I stole the idea from a picture I saw. See if you can get it. Lucy did get a little confused at first. She would hand the candy back to the people when she got it. She gave one lady all of the candy out of her bag. She eventually got the hang of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534397638507336818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TM4hVGj9lHI/AAAAAAAACrQ/3ggAgnRCbLA/s400/IMG_1727.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The camper, ballerina, and formal apology. &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534397644682932242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TM4hVdkVsBI/AAAAAAAACrY/gdlGx_sa6Ig/s400/IMG_1729.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TM4hV9df_SI/AAAAAAAACrg/PLAZJCBrszI/s1600/IMG_1740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534397653244181794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TM4hV9df_SI/AAAAAAAACrg/PLAZJCBrszI/s400/IMG_1740.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534399092586152338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TM4ipvbXgZI/AAAAAAAACro/ZCIrojhmrAs/s400/IMG_1745.JPG" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TM4iqK25XuI/AAAAAAAACr4/lpdOM_fzZdI/s1600/IMG_1751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534399099949375202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TM4iqK25XuI/AAAAAAAACr4/lpdOM_fzZdI/s400/IMG_1751.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TM4ip9h_YwI/AAAAAAAACrw/xcxE5ZmUIf8/s1600/IMG_1749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534399096372028162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TM4ip9h_YwI/AAAAAAAACrw/xcxE5ZmUIf8/s400/IMG_1749.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look what they gave me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534400105078650930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TM4jkrQY-DI/AAAAAAAACsA/a_ssxG7pLyk/s400/IMG_1758.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TM4jlEmvFNI/AAAAAAAACsI/JQ7XAbB3gZQ/s1600/IMG_1768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534400111883261138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TM4jlEmvFNI/AAAAAAAACsI/JQ7XAbB3gZQ/s400/IMG_1768.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dancing in the streets!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-3540520151203185526?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/3540520151203185526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=3540520151203185526&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/3540520151203185526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/3540520151203185526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TM4hVGj9lHI/AAAAAAAACrQ/3ggAgnRCbLA/s72-c/IMG_1727.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-1013278444830666898</id><published>2010-10-29T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T19:22:07.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Halloween Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today Lucy had her Halloween Party at school. We went to the fall festival and then there was a party in her classroom. It was really fun to see her with the other kids from class and to see what they do everyday. Mrs. Sarah really has then trained. They put their juice cups in the sink when they are done, push theirs chairs under the table when they are finished eating, and do a lot more for her than for their Mommies. I was so proud. Daddy even came to the fall festival, which she loved. We had a fun day with her friends. For dinner we went to Ihop and had the scary pancake. I had seen a commercial for a free pancake on the 29th, so we went and had a treat. She loved the candy corn most of all. She definitely has a sweet tooth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(These are from yesterday.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533645981147057394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMt1s4sJzPI/AAAAAAAACpA/LFBGYVZrzrs/s400/IMG_1671.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533645985699278898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMt1tJpfMDI/AAAAAAAACpI/yOV_GwaTjxc/s400/IMG_1679.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First sucker! She loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMt1tlgac8I/AAAAAAAACpQ/8ZT7KJQqAuw/s1600/IMG_1681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533645993177412546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMt1tlgac8I/AAAAAAAACpQ/8ZT7KJQqAuw/s400/IMG_1681.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bobbing for treats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533647847600929826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMt3ZhxbvCI/AAAAAAAACpg/dKppSWYf10U/s400/IMG_1688.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The balloons were a hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533647845333101186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMt3ZZUvaoI/AAAAAAAACpY/9Sdf47LRzYk/s400/IMG_1682.JPG" /&gt;Mrs. Sarah and her kiddos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMt3Z6rpQVI/AAAAAAAACpo/mmdnW5f9poc/s1600/IMG_1701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533647854287536466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMt3Z6rpQVI/AAAAAAAACpo/mmdnW5f9poc/s400/IMG_1701.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533656393947842002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMt_K_ZUhdI/AAAAAAAACqo/X0a71VbB4UA/s400/IMG_1705.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Snack time before the party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533656388287720898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMt_KqT17cI/AAAAAAAACqg/1qSfM1vJCBQ/s400/IMG_1703.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMt_LEml56I/AAAAAAAACqw/Qsa3CuTsJkg/s1600/IMG_1711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533656395345684386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMt_LEml56I/AAAAAAAACqw/Qsa3CuTsJkg/s400/IMG_1711.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They were all so good for the party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533657842840128370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMuAfU8KS3I/AAAAAAAACq4/TTVyyD3Ouxk/s400/IMG_1712.JPG" /&gt;Some of her artwork she has been doing in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it was pancake time! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533657846353066498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMuAfiBtegI/AAAAAAAACrA/V8CAvwXTF4g/s400/IMG_1715.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMuAfwbk5lI/AAAAAAAACrI/OfvCuk03AIs/s1600/IMG_1717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533657850219652690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMuAfwbk5lI/AAAAAAAACrI/OfvCuk03AIs/s400/IMG_1717.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-1013278444830666898?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/1013278444830666898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=1013278444830666898&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/1013278444830666898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/1013278444830666898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/10/school-halloween-party.html' title='School Halloween Party'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMt1s4sJzPI/AAAAAAAACpA/LFBGYVZrzrs/s72-c/IMG_1671.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-7736732819237883864</id><published>2010-10-24T18:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T18:43:38.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Church Fall Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We started visiting a church last week and really like it. We tried a Sunday School class today that really seems to be a good fit for us. Lu even likes the nursery, which is saying a lot. No tears when we dropped her off today. It probably has a lot to do with the Dora house the have to play in. Tonight they had a Fall Festival. She dressed up like a ballerina. Lu played games and even trick-or-treated. They did a great job with it and there were a ton of kids. I think we will be on a sugar high for the next month!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531791270869101762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMTe2ifCbMI/AAAAAAAACoQ/hZqYC9T9G3Y/s400/IMG_1659.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ballerina princess and her Daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMTe26q_GzI/AAAAAAAACoY/N0WmfXUELEc/s1600/IMG_1660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531791277361666866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMTe26q_GzI/AAAAAAAACoY/N0WmfXUELEc/s400/IMG_1660.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bobbing for ducks. This was her favorite because she just wanted to play in the water. I don't know how many times we did this. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531792795586186370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMTgPSf6zII/AAAAAAAACo4/nwYFAWKx6H4/s400/IMG_1661.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMTe3VBg-VI/AAAAAAAACog/sjLwCgArXzw/s1600/IMG_1665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531791284435482962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMTe3VBg-VI/AAAAAAAACog/sjLwCgArXzw/s400/IMG_1665.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trick-or-treating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531792777656623394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMTgOPtLYSI/AAAAAAAACoo/4Z7LittmDKg/s400/IMG_1664.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMTgO_IIc0I/AAAAAAAACow/PoUQLchh3Rg/s1600/IMG_1668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531792790386144066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMTgO_IIc0I/AAAAAAAACow/PoUQLchh3Rg/s400/IMG_1668.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What?!? I have a sugar rush!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-7736732819237883864?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/7736732819237883864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=7736732819237883864&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/7736732819237883864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/7736732819237883864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/10/church-fall-festival.html' title='Church Fall Festival'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMTe2ifCbMI/AAAAAAAACoQ/hZqYC9T9G3Y/s72-c/IMG_1659.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-2792933861195605256</id><published>2010-10-22T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T18:29:02.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Carving and Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Friday night we went over to our friend's house to carve pumpkins and celebrate Anne's birthday. They also have a daughter named Lucy. We had such a great time hanging out with friends. Our Lu dressed up like a girl from the 80s in honor of Anne. She and her brothers created the &lt;a href="http://startspacegames.com/"&gt;80s trivia board game&lt;/a&gt;. Really. Isn't that the coolest thing. She is totally on my team if we ever play. I mean, she wrote the questions. The mesh shirt Lucy had on was mine when I was little. Vintage hipster. We have had such a great time getting to know them and our girls play really well together. Thanks for having us! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531787434198377154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMTbXNxdIsI/AAAAAAAACng/oB2iO_rKXHU/s400/IMG_1632.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMTbXl0Oo7I/AAAAAAAACnw/4-8LzHYJCKI/s1600/IMG_1639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531787440652460978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMTbXl0Oo7I/AAAAAAAACnw/4-8LzHYJCKI/s400/IMG_1639.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anne and Lucy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMTbXWEo-3I/AAAAAAAACno/FZ3VGh8Ukmo/s1600/IMG_1630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531787436426328946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMTbXWEo-3I/AAAAAAAACno/FZ3VGh8Ukmo/s400/IMG_1630.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our Lucy dressed the part. Splatter paint under the mesh... totally 80s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMTc53NI-1I/AAAAAAAACoA/nass-SrC-7A/s1600/IMG_1646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531789128947530578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMTc53NI-1I/AAAAAAAACoA/nass-SrC-7A/s400/IMG_1646.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pumpkins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMTc5qRJZJI/AAAAAAAACn4/Q-HB64RPULs/s1600/IMG_1644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531789125474673810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMTc5qRJZJI/AAAAAAAACn4/Q-HB64RPULs/s400/IMG_1644.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMTc6CiL82I/AAAAAAAACoI/wwUHVvJyZ_c/s1600/IMG_1657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531789131988595554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMTc6CiL82I/AAAAAAAACoI/wwUHVvJyZ_c/s400/IMG_1657.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy and Lu reading before bed. She likes to lay down and read with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-2792933861195605256?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/2792933861195605256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=2792933861195605256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/2792933861195605256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/2792933861195605256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/10/pumpkin-carving-and-birthday.html' title='Pumpkin Carving and Birthday'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMTbXNxdIsI/AAAAAAAACng/oB2iO_rKXHU/s72-c/IMG_1632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-4570429948135070168</id><published>2010-10-22T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T18:12:02.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Lucy is not perfect. I know it is hard, especially for the grandparents, to believe. She has been in time out several times and it seems to work ok. Well, evidently her Auburn doll was not a very good doll. She was playing the other day and I saw her put the chair where I do when she has to go to time out. When she sat her doll down I asked her if the doll was in time out. She replied, "Uh-hu." I then asked her if the doll had been a bad girl and she said, "Uh-hu." She let her sit there for a minute and then picked her up and talked to her. I guess nothing gets past kids at this age! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531784720718024914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMTY5RRU0NI/AAAAAAAACnQ/2TKcmzmZiL4/s400/IMG_1625+(2).jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMTY5p-5rBI/AAAAAAAACnY/dAILVbXTLc0/s1600/IMG_1627+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531784727351634962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMTY5p-5rBI/AAAAAAAACnY/dAILVbXTLc0/s400/IMG_1627+(2).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-4570429948135070168?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/4570429948135070168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=4570429948135070168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/4570429948135070168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/4570429948135070168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/10/time-out.html' title='Time Out'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TMTY5RRU0NI/AAAAAAAACnQ/2TKcmzmZiL4/s72-c/IMG_1625+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-8272946928713789829</id><published>2010-10-17T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T19:23:09.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rural Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This weekend we took a little trip back in time. We went to the Rural Life Museum, which shows you what life would have been like many years ago. They had a fall festival with people dressed in old costumes, animals, and food. I think that Lucy will appreciate it much more in a few years, but she enjoyed seeing some friends and, especially, the horse. She loves horses! It was fun to get out and see the history. They have done a really good job replicating the way life used to be. Lu had another Daddy attached weekend. She pretty much wants nothing to do with me when he is around. I think it makes his day. It was another great weekend in Southern Louisiana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529204455543185922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLuuKEcoogI/AAAAAAAACmQ/6g0Q9QJHRys/s400/IMG_1615.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLuuKYkoBHI/AAAAAAAACmY/CTvY7PVFkwA/s1600/IMG_1620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529204460945409138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLuuKYkoBHI/AAAAAAAACmY/CTvY7PVFkwA/s400/IMG_1620.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her favorite, "Neighs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529205678651635042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLuvRQ4adWI/AAAAAAAACmo/tYnPFZvvWvg/s400/IMG_1621.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLuuJnlDefI/AAAAAAAACmI/0KL3tVpQrAw/s1600/IMG_1614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529204447793871346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLuuJnlDefI/AAAAAAAACmI/0KL3tVpQrAw/s400/IMG_1614.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She really loved the goats. Not so much when they got close to her though. I'll have to say that the baby goat was precious! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLuuJXHJrEI/AAAAAAAACmA/87YBR9VbKNk/s1600/IMG_1612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529204443373481026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLuuJXHJrEI/AAAAAAAACmA/87YBR9VbKNk/s400/IMG_1612.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLuvRBO78BI/AAAAAAAACmg/ZL2H8vs_tPg/s1600/IMG_1622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529205674451136530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLuvRBO78BI/AAAAAAAACmg/ZL2H8vs_tPg/s400/IMG_1622.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-8272946928713789829?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/8272946928713789829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=8272946928713789829&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/8272946928713789829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/8272946928713789829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/10/rural-life.html' title='The Rural Life'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLuuKEcoogI/AAAAAAAACmQ/6g0Q9QJHRys/s72-c/IMG_1615.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-1582100054230938409</id><published>2010-10-12T10:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T10:51:29.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dressing Up</title><content type='html'>Lucy has been having fun playing dress up lately. I got the cutest witch hat from the dollar section at Target. Did I mention that I love the dollar section at Target. They have the best stuff there. That is always my first stop when I go. Lu got the hula outfit for her birthday and we had a great time with it. We went on a walk and she definitely got a few smiles. Later she just wanted to wear the top. I could not get her to take it off. Cute!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527218314315554514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLSfxbzP3tI/AAAAAAAAClw/25vKoag-zbo/s400/IMG_1592.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLSfxthBZxI/AAAAAAAACl4/Ee9nEvlH6Lk/s1600/IMG_1587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527218319070947090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLSfxthBZxI/AAAAAAAACl4/Ee9nEvlH6Lk/s400/IMG_1587.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cutest witch you have every seen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527217209321800658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLSexHYNQ9I/AAAAAAAAClg/PVpeZOdkEzw/s400/IMG_1602.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLSexvBkVsI/AAAAAAAAClo/qaLuiSxyMOw/s1600/IMG_1606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527217219964262082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLSexvBkVsI/AAAAAAAAClo/qaLuiSxyMOw/s400/IMG_1606.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A little runny nose doesn't hold her back. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLSewmG4VsI/AAAAAAAAClY/bbxRb83crT4/s1600/IMG_1604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527217200390756034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLSewmG4VsI/AAAAAAAAClY/bbxRb83crT4/s400/IMG_1604.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hula dancer!&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/1883453845480469893-1582100054230938409?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/1582100054230938409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=1582100054230938409&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/1582100054230938409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/1582100054230938409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/10/dressing-up.html' title='Dressing Up'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLSfxbzP3tI/AAAAAAAAClw/25vKoag-zbo/s72-c/IMG_1592.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-373876577311551746</id><published>2010-10-09T19:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T20:03:42.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkins and Such</title><content type='html'>Today we went to the pumpkin patch. It was great, but Lucy was not so sure. She was in a little bit of a mood, so it wasn't as fun as it could have been. There were lots of animals to pet and lots of pumpkins to carry. I thought we could get some cute fall pictures, but that didn't turn out quite like I had hoped. When we got home we made a fun house out of an old moving box. She really liked coloring on the box and making some very beautiful art work. We invited our friend Amy over and had dinner and painted our pumpkins. Her little one had a great time putting her hands in the paint. Lucy loved having a baby here. She was very excited! It was a full day and I hope we all sleep well. Also, happy 19 month birthday to her! She is almost out of her teen months. What happened?!? She also wanted to wear her jammas all day. Don't we all have those days!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526246632667669714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLEsCHla5NI/AAAAAAAACk4/BWeEXkmjPOg/s400/September+2010+172.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLEsCsLtRDI/AAAAAAAAClA/Tu9cb1hxtmQ/s1600/September+2010+174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526246642491933746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLEsCsLtRDI/AAAAAAAAClA/Tu9cb1hxtmQ/s400/September+2010+174.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLEqxxBdJII/AAAAAAAACkw/CIVtpxgFacE/s1600/September+2010+195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526245252221707394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLEqxxBdJII/AAAAAAAACkw/CIVtpxgFacE/s400/September+2010+195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; An attempt at a family photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLEqxjTHq6I/AAAAAAAACko/9Wn5h9I62e4/s1600/September+2010+191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526245248537701282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLEqxjTHq6I/AAAAAAAACko/9Wn5h9I62e4/s400/September+2010+191.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We even milked a fake cow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLEqxYQP78I/AAAAAAAACkg/nWCrdgZm99o/s1600/September+2010+186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526245245572870082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLEqxYQP78I/AAAAAAAACkg/nWCrdgZm99o/s400/September+2010+186.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was her favorite thing about the pumpkin patch... the tractor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLEpR0eUFuI/AAAAAAAACkY/cWO3PlKvTxk/s1600/September+2010+188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526243603880613602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLEpR0eUFuI/AAAAAAAACkY/cWO3PlKvTxk/s400/September+2010+188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLEpRsBMfRI/AAAAAAAACkQ/plVseReTw04/s1600/September+2010+169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526243601610997010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLEpRsBMfRI/AAAAAAAACkQ/plVseReTw04/s400/September+2010+169.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLEpRaWzOxI/AAAAAAAACkI/uZAT5aJNTNo/s1600/September+2010+165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526243596869778194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLEpRaWzOxI/AAAAAAAACkI/uZAT5aJNTNo/s400/September+2010+165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then we came home and played house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLEjSsx9QZI/AAAAAAAACjQ/fyDNP4h1YT4/s1600/IMG_1547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526237021925622162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLEjSsx9QZI/AAAAAAAACjQ/fyDNP4h1YT4/s400/IMG_1547.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLEjSV1MYyI/AAAAAAAACjI/9e1fQ3x8D2A/s1600/IMG_1544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526237015765181218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLEjSV1MYyI/AAAAAAAACjI/9e1fQ3x8D2A/s400/IMG_1544.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLEjSM20inI/AAAAAAAACjA/i65xhgSLaFY/s1600/IMG_1543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526237013356087922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLEjSM20inI/AAAAAAAACjA/i65xhgSLaFY/s400/IMG_1543.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLEjTMU7JII/AAAAAAAACjY/oo5X0nlpln4/s1600/IMG_1548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526237030393783426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLEjTMU7JII/AAAAAAAACjY/oo5X0nlpln4/s400/IMG_1548.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Showing off her art work in the house. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526238726910479698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLEk18WBjVI/AAAAAAAACjg/bkg1dqNZS0Q/s400/IMG_1549.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526238731045074786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLEk2Lvyd2I/AAAAAAAACjo/1LSqJaoqG_M/s400/IMG_1554.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLElaghb4KI/AAAAAAAACkA/GrebijXDGYE/s1600/IMG_1575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526239355097309346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLElaghb4KI/AAAAAAAACkA/GrebijXDGYE/s400/IMG_1575.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLEk2pYvHhI/AAAAAAAACj4/ktFjGLgWg0A/s1600/IMG_1582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526238739001450002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLEk2pYvHhI/AAAAAAAACj4/ktFjGLgWg0A/s400/IMG_1582.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLEk2WqE4jI/AAAAAAAACjw/R4rvS2EWFUw/s1600/IMG_1564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526238733973905970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLEk2WqE4jI/AAAAAAAACjw/R4rvS2EWFUw/s400/IMG_1564.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-373876577311551746?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/373876577311551746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=373876577311551746&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/373876577311551746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/373876577311551746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/10/pumpkins-and-such.html' title='Pumpkins and Such'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TLEsCHla5NI/AAAAAAAACk4/BWeEXkmjPOg/s72-c/September+2010+172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-230706881593376207</id><published>2010-10-05T18:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T18:27:21.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Park Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today, after I picked Lu up from school, we went to the park. They have a great park right down from her school. We celebrated because her teacher said she had a great day and even took a nap without her pacie! This is a HUGE deal. The girl needs a twelve step program for her pacie. She also actually ate her lunch, which was red beans and rice, so I can't say I would have done as well. I am really liking the school she goes to. They do so many great things and I can't wait for her to do all of the activities they have planned. Next week the fire truck visits. I'm so proud of our big girl!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TKvQI1PsnzI/AAAAAAAACio/czr_4BNhd0c/s1600/IMG_1492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524738218050494258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TKvQI1PsnzI/AAAAAAAACio/czr_4BNhd0c/s400/IMG_1492.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TKvQIhugn8I/AAAAAAAACig/OaHB66cQKPM/s1600/IMG_1489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524738212811022274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TKvQIhugn8I/AAAAAAAACig/OaHB66cQKPM/s400/IMG_1489.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TKvQJc3HFaI/AAAAAAAACi4/jxuNtQKDU4w/s1600/IMG_1490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524738228684789154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TKvQJc3HFaI/AAAAAAAACi4/jxuNtQKDU4w/s400/IMG_1490.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TKvQJH9TqOI/AAAAAAAACiw/gaPXijLgV0A/s1600/IMG_1495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524738223073634530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TKvQJH9TqOI/AAAAAAAACiw/gaPXijLgV0A/s400/IMG_1495.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-230706881593376207?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/230706881593376207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=230706881593376207&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/230706881593376207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/230706881593376207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/10/park-time.html' title='Park Time'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TKvQI1PsnzI/AAAAAAAACio/czr_4BNhd0c/s72-c/IMG_1492.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-7235001312116210606</id><published>2010-10-04T11:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T11:44:54.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Distance Play Date</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This weekend some of our friends drove over from Pensacola to visit. We did a little shopping and a lot of football watching. It was a pretty relaxing weekend and the kids had a blast. They play really well together and Lu still is asking for Anson (Anderson). It was so nice of them to drive over here and I know that Lucy loved seeing her buddy. Phillip also got to go to a Saints game, which I have no pictures of. He said it was a lot of fun and we will have to go tailgate before a game sometime. So far, we are enjoying living in LA. I am a little behind on pictures because I don't really have stuff to take pictures of. We have some things planned coming up, though. Trying to keep this girl busy! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524260286462885138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TKoddjVq_RI/AAAAAAAAChQ/AOUHCQjnoNc/s400/IMG_1448.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Playing in our "sand box." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524260293509342162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TKodd9lrY9I/AAAAAAAAChY/F3-TEMAcR9E/s400/IMG_1453.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524260295224352274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TKodeD-kXhI/AAAAAAAAChg/bv_NNdb9nnw/s400/IMG_1458.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lucy started crawling half way through the walk because she said she was a baby. Anderson thought she was crazy so he ran away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TKodeWpy4MI/AAAAAAAACho/Yja5GJnU4Zw/s1600/IMG_1463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524260300237496514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TKodeWpy4MI/AAAAAAAACho/Yja5GJnU4Zw/s400/IMG_1463.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She wanted him to hold her hand and he didn't want much of it. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524262487626194738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TKofdrT5nzI/AAAAAAAACiA/_BJjj93SfCY/s400/IMG_1478.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524262469468028290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TKofcnqp_YI/AAAAAAAAChw/-BpDqvdiJzI/s400/IMG_1469.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After dinner and a bath they were still going strong. They played way past their bed times and this Mommy and Daddy paid for it. Over stimulated baby = Long night!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524262479666336002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TKofdNqH0QI/AAAAAAAACh4/gl6kWCwbeTE/s400/IMG_1477.JPG" /&gt;On Sunday we went to see the LSU tiger, Mike.  Anderson pretended to drive Lu around. She really wanted to take over.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TKofd1INRSI/AAAAAAAACiI/Tzgk_qRytPE/s1600/IMG_1484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524262490261505314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TKofd1INRSI/AAAAAAAACiI/Tzgk_qRytPE/s400/IMG_1484.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-7235001312116210606?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/7235001312116210606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=7235001312116210606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/7235001312116210606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/7235001312116210606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/10/long-distance-play-date.html' title='Long Distance Play Date'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TKoddjVq_RI/AAAAAAAAChQ/AOUHCQjnoNc/s72-c/IMG_1448.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-4714099524413328341</id><published>2010-09-29T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T11:51:33.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BR Zoo</title><content type='html'>Today we had a play date with some great people that I have met here. We met at the zoo, which is really nice. This was the first time Lu has been to the zoo and not ridden in her stroller. I still had it, just in case. It went pretty well. There were other kids for her to follow, so that helped. The only problem was that I hardly took any pictures because I was chasing her around. I guess I will get used to her walking like a big girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TKoh9BdeWnI/AAAAAAAACiY/lFj1Gha87uc/s1600/IMG_1444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524265225171130994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TKoh9BdeWnI/AAAAAAAACiY/lFj1Gha87uc/s400/IMG_1444.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Feeding the turtles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TKoh8w5jz-I/AAAAAAAACiQ/mrFCSNZdwU8/s1600/IMG_1443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524265220725526498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TKoh8w5jz-I/AAAAAAAACiQ/mrFCSNZdwU8/s400/IMG_1443.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Watching the big black bear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-4714099524413328341?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/4714099524413328341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=4714099524413328341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/4714099524413328341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/4714099524413328341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/09/br-zoo.html' title='BR Zoo'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TKoh9BdeWnI/AAAAAAAACiY/lFj1Gha87uc/s72-c/IMG_1444.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-3006150634264165803</id><published>2010-09-20T19:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T19:45:02.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Plains</title><content type='html'>This weekend we went to Auburn to see family, friends, and, of course, watch the Tigers play. We were able to visit with so much family, it was awesome! (We missed you Ben!) We tailgated most of the day and then Phillip and I headed into the game. Lucy did really well, considering the heat! Man, I can't wait for fall. My Aunt Susan celebrated her birthday too. I am from SC, so half of our family is big Clemson fans. We had a great spot with the &lt;a href="http://tailgateguys.com/"&gt;Tailgate Guys&lt;/a&gt;. They really hooked us up. The game was pretty intense. We were lucky that the outcome was in Auburn's favor. It took about 7 hours to get there and Lu did really well. I don't think we will be able to do that too much. It was worth every bit of traveling. Thanks for a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJgU9lX_ewI/AAAAAAAACfw/qpytLu1fnEI/s1600/IMG_1274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519184391579859714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJgU9lX_ewI/AAAAAAAACfw/qpytLu1fnEI/s400/IMG_1274.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lu preparing for the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJgU9EnVDvI/AAAAAAAACfo/vdH_mYYYE9o/s1600/IMG_1272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519184382785818354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJgU9EnVDvI/AAAAAAAACfo/vdH_mYYYE9o/s400/IMG_1272.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519184401141040866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJgU-I_jhuI/AAAAAAAACf4/-S30qamkHJg/s400/IMG_1292.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday SuSu. My brother accidentally got trick candles. It was pretty funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJgU-qLAgMI/AAAAAAAACgA/jN00OzPM-Fw/s1600/IMG_1315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519184410047447234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJgU-qLAgMI/AAAAAAAACgA/jN00OzPM-Fw/s400/IMG_1315.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tailgating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJgYEiTobsI/AAAAAAAACgQ/uPOb6oYpcWU/s1600/IMG_1322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519187809550233282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJgYEiTobsI/AAAAAAAACgQ/uPOb6oYpcWU/s400/IMG_1322.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Jason and Aunt Bess. Momma M in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJgYEKTN7kI/AAAAAAAACgI/QZStN-J8XCk/s1600/IMG_1321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519187803106045506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJgYEKTN7kI/AAAAAAAACgI/QZStN-J8XCk/s400/IMG_1321.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Great spot! The shade was key. Game Day was directly above us. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519189150632091250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJgZSmOdnnI/AAAAAAAACgg/XJw6Gp6882Y/s400/IMG_1339.JPG" /&gt;Taking the rickshaw back to the car with Mimi. Then it was SuSu and Mema's turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJgZS5z8DcI/AAAAAAAACgo/yHsd0hoch14/s1600/IMG_1342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519189155889548738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJgZS5z8DcI/AAAAAAAACgo/yHsd0hoch14/s400/IMG_1342.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJgZSBEi4QI/AAAAAAAACgY/jE-WcO_ueZM/s1600/IMG_1332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519189140658381058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJgZSBEi4QI/AAAAAAAACgY/jE-WcO_ueZM/s400/IMG_1332.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We attempted Tiger Walk, but she really isn't into the Tiger's roster this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJgbDdabCvI/AAAAAAAAChI/s5nWT_CIIy0/s1600/IMG_1422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519191089591552754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJgbDdabCvI/AAAAAAAAChI/s5nWT_CIIy0/s400/IMG_1422.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My brother, Dad, and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJgbC0ugzFI/AAAAAAAAChA/nfPjDsfwGCM/s1600/IMG_1421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519191078669962322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJgbC0ugzFI/AAAAAAAAChA/nfPjDsfwGCM/s400/IMG_1421.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me, Phillip, Bess, and Jason (Can you tell who is related here?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJgbCq16q-I/AAAAAAAACg4/xGCnOrJZHIQ/s1600/IMG_1420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519191076016663522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJgbCq16q-I/AAAAAAAACg4/xGCnOrJZHIQ/s400/IMG_1420.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bo, Molly, Me, and Phillip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJgbCEOGxaI/AAAAAAAACgw/F0g3sV1EDSQ/s1600/IMG_1404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519191065649137058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJgbCEOGxaI/AAAAAAAACgw/F0g3sV1EDSQ/s400/IMG_1404.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sisters-in-law. I seriously have the best sisters. They are awesome, and so cute!!&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/1883453845480469893-3006150634264165803?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/3006150634264165803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=3006150634264165803&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/3006150634264165803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/3006150634264165803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/09/on-plains.html' title='On the Plains'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJgU9lX_ewI/AAAAAAAACfw/qpytLu1fnEI/s72-c/IMG_1274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-3966817534021200388</id><published>2010-09-16T19:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T19:46:32.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ground Breaking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today was the big ground breaking for Phillip's job. This time around he is the project manager and we are super proud of him. The job is off and running and Daddy is working some pretty insane hours. Good thing Lucy can now say "poopy", since that is Daddy's specialty. You can check out an article about the job &lt;a href="http://www.batonrougetoday.com/2010/09/14/groundbreaking-ceremony-at-the-south-wastewater-treatment-plant-launches-phase1-capacity-improvement-project/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517707912973725202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJLWHN8pLhI/AAAAAAAACfQ/a3eDiwfQTos/s400/IMG_1255.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJLWIkZhRJI/AAAAAAAACfg/xMxPXkn8nck/s1600/IMG_1236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517707936180290706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJLWIkZhRJI/AAAAAAAACfg/xMxPXkn8nck/s400/IMG_1236.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJLWIGTvJXI/AAAAAAAACfY/2tBfGOQqCcg/s1600/IMG_1215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517707928102970738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJLWIGTvJXI/AAAAAAAACfY/2tBfGOQqCcg/s400/IMG_1215.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Where the big speeches went down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-3966817534021200388?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/3966817534021200388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=3966817534021200388&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/3966817534021200388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/3966817534021200388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/09/ground-breaking.html' title='Ground Breaking'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJLWHN8pLhI/AAAAAAAACfQ/a3eDiwfQTos/s72-c/IMG_1255.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-1312572601341143875</id><published>2010-09-15T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T19:08:32.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What To Wear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJF7IJZtvPI/AAAAAAAACfI/UU1qobrcw4s/s1600/getimage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517326398398512370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJF7IJZtvPI/AAAAAAAACfI/UU1qobrcw4s/s400/getimage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok, so now we live in a college town and I guess I need to get hip with the college trends. Probably 4 out of 5 girls on the LSU campus are wearing these shorts, in various colors, at all times. The other girl is most likely wearing short cut offs. Phillip and I have decided we really missed out on a huge pay out by not creating these shorts. I have to drive through campus a good bit and they are all I see. Dang! I must be missing out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-1312572601341143875?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/1312572601341143875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=1312572601341143875&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/1312572601341143875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/1312572601341143875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-to-wear.html' title='What To Wear'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TJF7IJZtvPI/AAAAAAAACfI/UU1qobrcw4s/s72-c/getimage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-351605687996681769</id><published>2010-09-10T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T19:52:22.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>18 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;On the 9th Lu turned 18 months old. 18 months!! I just can't believe how fast our time with her has gone. It is absolutely amazing what a little girl she has become. Her vocabulary is unbelievable and the things that she does amaze us daily. This is a fun age, for sure. It is exhausting though. She is everywhere and the tantrums are really rearing their ugly heads. We celebrated Lu's birthday by watching the Auburn Tigers win against Mississippi State. Lucy loves to say "Weegle". She and I also went to get a cupcake today and then her Daddy and I took her for a picnic and some playground time. I got her an adorable tea set from TJ Maxx. One problem, it is glass and now we don't have much of it left. It only took two days! I have hot glued and tried to fix, so now we just have pieces. She still loves it. Lesson learned, 18 months shouldn't play with glass!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TIrruZpQ47I/AAAAAAAACeY/XD2oQ94V_ss/s1600/IMG_1188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515479876059063218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TIrruZpQ47I/AAAAAAAACeY/XD2oQ94V_ss/s400/IMG_1188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Big Girl going to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TIrrtiMW--I/AAAAAAAACeQ/WmUdWxVl9ik/s1600/IMG_1185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515479861173877730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TIrrtiMW--I/AAAAAAAACeQ/WmUdWxVl9ik/s400/IMG_1185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TIrrvrNuzoI/AAAAAAAACeo/Uz6YUT11T4E/s1600/IMG_1198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515479897955290754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TIrrvrNuzoI/AAAAAAAACeo/Uz6YUT11T4E/s400/IMG_1198.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515481209961050114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TIrs8C0R8AI/AAAAAAAACew/egGP1UqVedU/s400/IMG_1196.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TIrru7FaNvI/AAAAAAAACeg/BcDFfN5Xqxo/s1600/IMG_1193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515479885035484914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TIrru7FaNvI/AAAAAAAACeg/BcDFfN5Xqxo/s400/IMG_1193.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TIrs9VsxAlI/AAAAAAAACfA/v_kUv579gqc/s1600/IMG_1205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515481232209674834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TIrs9VsxAlI/AAAAAAAACfA/v_kUv579gqc/s400/IMG_1205.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No more pictures please!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TIrs8vcYxxI/AAAAAAAACe4/NZHaV7N44pw/s1600/IMG_1209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515481221940430610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TIrs8vcYxxI/AAAAAAAACe4/NZHaV7N44pw/s400/IMG_1209.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Half birthday picnic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 month stats... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* You talk all of the time and are saying two words together, a lot. Most of them end with Mommy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* You weigh 24 lbs and are 32 inches long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* You started gymnastics and are a natural. You love hanging on the bar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* You can do a forward roll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* You love playing outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* You still wear a size 4 diaper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* You are in 18 months clothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* You say "No" a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* You love to help Mommy clean up. You like to sweep, vacuum, take your trash to the trash can, and wipe up the table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* You love cheese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* You LOVE dogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* You wear a size 6 shoe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* You like to walk up and down stairs and help us "count" them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* You absolutely love Dora.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* You talk in your sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* You know your barn yard animal sounds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* You love to color and are very good at holding your crayon.&lt;br /&gt;* You go to Mother's Day Out once a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* You are a dancin' fool!&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/1883453845480469893-351605687996681769?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/351605687996681769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=351605687996681769&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/351605687996681769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/351605687996681769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/09/18-months.html' title='18 Months'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TIrruZpQ47I/AAAAAAAACeY/XD2oQ94V_ss/s72-c/IMG_1188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883453845480469893.post-7861054378300585747</id><published>2010-09-07T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T17:42:05.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Hop, Skip, and a Jump</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My parents came this weekend to help us get settled a little more. They are NOT a hop, skip, and a jump away. They are now a plane trip away. I can't really think about it. While they were here we did a lot around the house and took a little excursion to New Orleans for breakfast. My parents have never been, so we wanted them to experience a little bit of NOLA. So, since it is just a hop, skip, and a jump, we went to New Orleans. We had some beignets at Cafe Du Mond and walked around Jackson Square. We aren't sure if Lucy like the beignets more or the powdered sugar. We got to experience a little of the night life thanks to the guy sitting behind us at Cafe Du Mond who had obviously been up all night and was still three sheets to the wind. He eventually fell asleep at the table and knocked over his coffee on Phillip. I just knew it was throw up. Thank goodness I was wrong. The coffee woke him up because he said he thought some one had thrown up. My bet would have been on you buddy. It was a great time though!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514332566370400866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TIbYQL_gOmI/AAAAAAAACdI/V8nx1KtUP_w/s400/IMG_1157.JPG" /&gt; With Mimi and Pops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TIbYQSYf-gI/AAAAAAAACdQ/uIGL6utaNNI/s1600/IMG_1165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514332568085854722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TIbYQSYf-gI/AAAAAAAACdQ/uIGL6utaNNI/s400/IMG_1165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TIbYRNam1cI/AAAAAAAACdg/gEJxSaQ8w6Q/s1600/IMG_1171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514332583932384706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TIbYRNam1cI/AAAAAAAACdg/gEJxSaQ8w6Q/s400/IMG_1171.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Loving the beignets!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514332579243112370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TIbYQ78mN7I/AAAAAAAACdY/TYnbbSAHxeI/s400/IMG_1170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514335050201852594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TIbagw_EarI/AAAAAAAACdo/yOTkUoOikLE/s400/IMG_1177.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TIbahUSz4pI/AAAAAAAACdw/yAUqyR8B0zE/s1600/IMG_1181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514335059679896210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TIbahUSz4pI/AAAAAAAACdw/yAUqyR8B0zE/s400/IMG_1181.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was just too easy... as we were crossing Bourbon Street Lucy passed out. We thought that it was very appropriate. This better be the only time that it happens.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TIbYQ78mN7I/AAAAAAAACdY/TYnbbSAHxeI/s1600/IMG_1170.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pictures of the house to come...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the mean time, I made Lu a sand box and she loves it. I wasn't sure how she would react to the sand, but she didn't mind it as long as it wasn't in her shoes and we would wipe it off of her hands. We are really enjoying having an outdoor area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TIbajOQWCyI/AAAAAAAACeA/968CXnsY-hI/s1600/IMG_1156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514335092418677538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TIbajOQWCyI/AAAAAAAACeA/968CXnsY-hI/s400/IMG_1156.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TIbahySRbSI/AAAAAAAACd4/gALPr6vTbDk/s1600/IMG_1153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514335067730701602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TIbahySRbSI/AAAAAAAACd4/gALPr6vTbDk/s400/IMG_1153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The best thing is that it has a lid and and wheels. We close it up when we're done and no mess. Fabulous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1883453845480469893-7861054378300585747?l=lifeofskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/7861054378300585747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1883453845480469893&amp;postID=7861054378300585747&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/7861054378300585747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1883453845480469893/posts/default/7861054378300585747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofskipper.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-hop-skip-and-jump.html' title='Just a Hop, Skip, and a Jump'/><author><name>The Skippers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08433441052407654090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/SP9VPjXt2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/I4SoCk708No/S220/100_1266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-7jcBlpsm8/TIbYQL_gOmI/AAAAAAAACdI/V8nx1KtUP_w/s72-c/IMG_1157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
